My first vision occurred as I witnessed dust
descending from a window (what is called the
Tindall effect). As I witnessed the dust descending,
I could imagine that it was descending upon a
plane of something wonderfully smooth, and this
smoothness was neither convex nor concave--- I
could argue that it was perfectly flat. Yet it was
angled in more than one direction simultaneously.
The angle seemed to meet in the center of the dust
from more than one direction. I could tell that it was
busy doing something, or knowing something. Yet
it was perfectly geometric. The combination of the
dust and the angle seemed to deflect the
connotation that dust was meaningless, and that
angles were certain. That occurred when I was
about two years old.


When I was about nine years old, I witnessed an
occasion in the kitchen, where a man had visited
the house to demonstrate something he had
created. It was a perpetual motion machine. Later
my mother denied that anyone had visited the
house. The design of the machine, which at the
time struck me as rather ordinary, was a kind of
squat tower where levers were used to lift the
bottom of a pile of marbles. When the marbles were
lifted, the top marbles landed on the levers, which
had been re-activated by the weight of the
remaining stack of marbles. Thus, with sufficient
leverage, the process was termed "continuous".


Falling asleep in a college library, I had a lucid
visionary dream of a "dimensional man"
suspended in a wall of glass bricks. I thought I was
awake, but the dream depicted a place I had never
seen, a kind of library or oasis made of clay and
glass, and which contained no books. I imagined
that in that place, emotions took the place of
knowledge. But the amalgam, the dimensional
man, was an exception to this. Based on the
amalgam, I later formed an image of an "aperture"
similar to an abstract video projector, which
became incorporated as the symbol for the
Dimensional Encyclopedia. The first volume was
published in 2013.


I had a dream around 2007 that consisted entirely
of a snake moving, whilst biting its tale. This is a
figure similar to the Ouroboros which has appeared
in the dreams of mathematicians. In this case the
symbolism probably stands for perpetual motion
and the philosophical process of recursion, the
philosophical one being backwards, and the
perpetual one forwards.


Years after the Amalgam dream I had a less lucid
dream that I struggled to remember. The image in
the dream was of a bird-dragon with a fire-y
appearance. But it was made of paper. It seemed to
symbolize immortality, or perhaps immortal truth.
Because it was un-burning paper I thought it was
also impossibly assembled from pieces that were
originally separate. In my mind, the amalgamation
of the 'device' was a symbol of pieces of knowledge
which had been collated and now represented one
unified system. The pieces of the bird also seemed
to represent another kind of device or machine, the
perpetual motion devices that I thought of around
that time. I thought the five sections of the bird
represented a prophecy that five of my perpetual
motion designs would eventually achieve
continuous motion.


In July 2013 I had an extended dream in which I
became God, and witnessed an arc of history (the
implication being that there is a symmetrical horn
for every two millenia). It was made of bright,
colored slats, each representing a significant
historical idea. The ideas were so significant that
they could occupy 'temporal real estate' in the
entire course of history. The dream also involved
sex with a 'goddess' (it wasn't good sex, but that's
another story. Presumably the sex involved having
a 'brainchild' such as further editions of my
encyclopedia). This is the first dream I had in
which I became God. I've also had flying dreams
and magical dreams involving not-so-scary witches.
Once, when I was nine years old, I nearly
suffocated under my blanket, and had a vision of
The Fates in concert. That was scary.


I had a dream on June 9th, 2015 that showed how
the life I am living is a book for architects, and the
structure that has been built throughout history
resembles a semen emerging from an atomic bomb
blast (Image at right). The book had layers in outer
space, one of them being 'nazi'-colored or red,
white, and black. The furthest color I could see was
blue and green, a kind of 'Poseidon' level.
However, the book was for architects, not Nazis.




Nathan Coppedge

Is in some capacity a Philosopher, an
Artist, an Inventor, and a Poet.
images and writing (c) 2013,
2014, 2015 Nathan Coppedge