Dream Journal
December 26, 1997
Falling Asleep: There was an endless string of one-second video game clips, most with perspective changing — sliding left or right. Gradually the endless chaos began to organize into a whole. Remembering The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, I decided to try to hold my attention on something. As I did, the pieces assembled into a consistent storyline of this multi-piece robot-thing, like a mosaic of clip-art images, like a picture built from things cut out of a magazine. The story continued, and I became lost in it. At first it would jump every 5 seconds but it became stable for longer periods the longer I focused on it.
Earlier on, PaRappa would have had the loudest, brightest pulses, but since it was 4 hours earlier, they faded in lieu of the more recent game stimulus.
References: PaRappa the Rapper is a video game I'd just gotten for Christmas.
Hypnagogic Reorganization: As consciousness descends into silence, it passes all the recently seen images on the way. The collage of video game images — I thought it might have been a rehash, a reorganization and output of each second of game play in order from most exciting one-second interval to least. In quietness, most of it all came out, but reorganized by the brightness of attention I put on it.