a vision

a dream.
a vision, really.
presented to me in a dream.

i have had this vision before.
several times.
since early childhood.
each time … the same vision.
each time, presented contextually differently.
the vision?


Bathing in Pink Light…
Originally uploaded by papillon666.

a glimpse of everything, everything imagineable …. connected appropriately, making perfect sense. throughout my childhood i had this vision … it re-occured throughout the various stages of my development … each time manifesting itself within a contextual backdrop i could assimilate … comprehend. but each time … with each vision … i knew exactly what this glimpse represented. and it filled my soul … it filled every atomic fibre of my being … with intense joy.

oh! how i wish i had some sort of cognation camera that could help my very eccentric brain network capture this amazing and rare vision of … everything! but, alas … one cannot transport such vital and delicate intelligence of the spirit to the corporeal world. and so … i have this intuitive, subconscious memory of the vision.

some concrete, contextual highlights from my most recent ‘everything’ vision ~~

  • it started off with software and computers – a context of familiarity and comfort, for me.
  • my programming instructor appeared in this vision; not in the role of elucidation or pedagogy, but as an accompanying presence.
  • some entity, of superior light and energy eludicated for us interconnections between all the components of programming and web development that i currently have involved myself in learning and continue to learn.
  • the connections … the conceptual connections looked so neat and tidy … like in a programmer’s relationship diagram – you know the kind you make in SQL Server 2000 database management software? well, if you’re not a hard core geek like me, then see the image below.

  • ok … the vision …
  • then … the relationship diagram expanded … in scope, in size … more variables, more objects of life added, to eventually include … everything. everything. all interconnected. all of life, existence, the universe … it all made sense. [how does one describe such a vision? simply, dear reader, its impossible. forgive my paltry effort here.]
  • i recall thinking thoughts and feeling reactory feelings that i can only translate into vibrant colours, vivid images burnt into my memory. imagine the pleasure you derived from seeing an exquisite visual image – some art, a photograph, or a naked-eye view of a natural landscape. [imagine how your best efforts would defy communicating the vision’s true beauty and depth. and there you have my dilemma, dear reader.]
  • for those familiar with data typing … translating what the vision gave me into the corporeal and finite plane of conceptualization — its like taking a large data type and reducing to one which holds less data. or … simply put … imagine trying to stuff your 35-inch TV into a ring box. that’s what it feels like.

and so have you my vision of ‘everything.’
thoughts anyone?
or perhaps someone out there has had similar visions?
please … do speak up!

~ by frizzyscissorhands on May 13, 2007.

6 Responses to “a vision”

  1. Mantissa, as allways, I am in awe and don’t know what to say but I do want to say happy Mother’s day!

    You write so beautifully!

  2. thanx … for your visit and kind words.

  3. yes!! a cognition camera!!

    i have had a similar experience a few times

    once, it was the entire everything for just a moment, an epiphany of enlightenment, and then in a golden tornado, it swirled away….

    happy late MD

    night night.


  4. infini – i figured you have had these … visions. its not just a dream — because of the lucidity – i.e. i felt aware that this was not real, corporeal life … and excited to have revealed to me … the mysteries of … everything .. if only for a moment or several.

    thanx for the mother’s dasy wish … hope you’re well.

    love me …

    happpeeeeeeeeeeey monday to all … !

  5. it’s good when it happens, but sad when you remember it, but can no longer grasp it.

  6. i guess … when i was a child – like 5 or 6 – and i’d forget … it would make me sad … now i know i have not forgotten … just cannot express the vision to others in typical language form … its intuitive knowledge, y’know?

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