Quasar dreams…
I had a vivid dream last night where I was some kind of extra-solar body orbiting a quasar. I think I had intelligence. I wasn’t just a rock. Perhaps I was myself, I don’t know. Who I was wasn’t the vivid part. The vivid part was how the quasar seemed to communicate it’s “anatomy” to me. It told me how its physics worked, and I watched it swirl and spin with my vision apparently filtered so that I could see color and texture. Now I don’t remember what it said, or how it specifically communicated with me. If I had to explain that, aside from the fact that it was a dream and wierd shit happens in dreams all the time, I’d have to say that I don’t comprehend it now because the Quasar didn’t “speak” in words, and my brain can only understand communication in some kind of word/language form (duh).
It looked like a translucent eggshell of swirling plasma, but it glowed white, blue and purple. I have no idea of its size, but I had the impression that the shell of energy/gas was large, like Sol-solar system large. If that was true, then my “orbit” must have been far beyond pluto. It took up only about 1/4 of my vision, but even at that distance, its swirling motion was pretty rapid, almost like the speed of water flowing down a slow drain… or closer to the speed of 2-foot ocean waves breaking on a beach. It didn’t seem to necessarily rotate…. maybe more like how the surface of the sun “rotates” in different sections at different speeds. The whirl-pool style swirling within it’s eggshell structure was it’s most distinguishing feature. That and its colors. It was like milky crystal or opal… and mostly egg-shaped.
The sky around it was scattered lightly with stars. Not many, I assume because we were so far from the rest of the known universe.
It was beautiful, and I felt intense awe…
I want to go back out there… and see it again.







