Nyarlathotep, and Inventions
Oct. 2nd, 2005 10:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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jazzmasterson and harliquinn's wedding (and to avoid being guilty of false advertising, I didn't actually *see* any of the Thousand Forms):
I was racing along some sort of river or canal, trying to get to a mystical place before the Bad Guys did. (Same sort of feel as any given Indiana Jones movie.) In this case, there was only one Bad Guy, also on the river. We tried to capsize one another's boats and so on, and in the end he got to the end ahead of me. I got to a high staircase, maybe thirty seconds after the Bad Guy had been that way; I knew at the top of it there was a room of revelation... and that it was the territory of Nyarlathotep.
And at about that point, right above me, I heard a fading shriek, in my head as much as in my ears. When I reached the top of the stairs, there was nobody there, except for a faint echo of a recently-vanished presence.
And there was the Revelation. I saw a series of odd little symbols, each signifying a major scientific discovery - fire, writing, electricity, etc etc - and I knew this was how they'd been revealed to mankind... and then I saw the next one, and knew that this new discovery had been given to me. I don't recall now what it was, but in the dream I had a full grasp of it and was all set to go out and share it with the world, winning my Nobel Prize or whatever it might be.
That's where the dream ended. Thinking afterwards about Nyarlathotep's canonical role in scientific progress, it's probably just as well the Revelation didn't go through into the waking world...
But two waking-world Brilliant Ideas I thought I'd share:
- Black tissues, for goths. That way, when you forget to empty your pockets before doing the laundry, at least the million-and-one shreds of tissue match your outfit!
- The Coffee Dart Gun. Equipped with a motion sensor, it detects when you get up and fires a caffeine-laden dart, thus resolving the catch-22 that arises when uncaffeinated people attempt to find and work the instruments of coffee. This one needs some work - the users might have to wear safety goggles until we can optimise the targeting - but I think there's real potential here :-)
jazzmasterson and harliquinn's wedding (and to avoid being guilty of false advertising, I didn't actually *see* any of the Thousand Forms): I was racing along some sort of river or canal, trying to get to a mystical place before the Bad Guys did. (Same sort of feel as any given Indiana Jones movie.) In this case, there was only one Bad Guy, also on the river. We tried to capsize one another's boats and so on, and in the end he got to the end ahead of me. I got to a high staircase, maybe thirty seconds after the Bad Guy had been that way; I knew at the top of it there was a room of revelation... and that it was the territory of Nyarlathotep.
And at about that point, right above me, I heard a fading shriek, in my head as much as in my ears. When I reached the top of the stairs, there was nobody there, except for a faint echo of a recently-vanished presence.
And there was the Revelation. I saw a series of odd little symbols, each signifying a major scientific discovery - fire, writing, electricity, etc etc - and I knew this was how they'd been revealed to mankind... and then I saw the next one, and knew that this new discovery had been given to me. I don't recall now what it was, but in the dream I had a full grasp of it and was all set to go out and share it with the world, winning my Nobel Prize or whatever it might be.
That's where the dream ended. Thinking afterwards about Nyarlathotep's canonical role in scientific progress, it's probably just as well the Revelation didn't go through into the waking world...
But two waking-world Brilliant Ideas I thought I'd share:
- Black tissues, for goths. That way, when you forget to empty your pockets before doing the laundry, at least the million-and-one shreds of tissue match your outfit!
- The Coffee Dart Gun. Equipped with a motion sensor, it detects when you get up and fires a caffeine-laden dart, thus resolving the catch-22 that arises when uncaffeinated people attempt to find and work the instruments of coffee. This one needs some work - the users might have to wear safety goggles until we can optimise the targeting - but I think there's real potential here :-)
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Date: 2005-10-02 08:27 pm (UTC)The caffeinated soap we were discussing at the Tolland Inn.
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Date: 2005-10-02 08:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-02 08:46 pm (UTC)Mmm, tautology.
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Date: 2005-10-02 11:15 pm (UTC)figuring out the coffee
Date: 2005-10-07 05:45 pm (UTC)Re: figuring out the coffee
Date: 2005-10-07 11:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-03 11:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-07 05:40 pm (UTC)