I had a rather peculiar dream last night. It reminded me of Dante and Mr. Callihan.
I dreamt I was the team leader on a team of 5 Classic scholars and scientists, who began mapping the various distances, orbits, and courses of all the planets and stars that we could reasonably accurately measure. We worked for 5 years to plot all this data, and then began to project these courses as far forward into the future, and as far back into history as was reasonably probable. We based this data on the so-called "Meridian," a huge span which covered the time when the data was captured.
The second half of the project that I dreamed was the conversion of these equations -- the courses of the planets and stars -- into data which represented sound waves. The data was first translated, then condensed to produce reasonable sound waves. These were loaded into a massive database, consisting of some millions of sound wave files, condensed to make a file of only 3 minutes. Three minutes was condensed from the millions of years that the waves actually covered.
We called this database the "Meridian audiograph."
The last task was to begin to play the sound waves, using advanced audio equipment. Even condensed, the beginning was incredible and eerie sounds at the highest and lowest pitches, all creating a chilling mass of sounds. But as the audiograph moved towards the meridian point, the sounds began to gradually blend, and formed music that began to be more and more deliberate and crafted.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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It reminds me of "The Great Dance" from Paralandra. And also of some comments of Dimble in "That Hideous Strength" reguarding everything in the universe coming to a point...
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You have quite the dreams, Abers. I have never had anything close to a dream like the one you describe, or others you've described. Mine are like works of Monet and yours seem like Durer.
And mine are like a preschooler's coloring books.
Who is m.z. ahern? mwahaha.
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