Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream..

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“Death Posture” by Austin Osman Spare

I’ve been finding myself urging people more and more of late to keep track of their dreams. As I mentioned in a recent post, I believe that our dreams hold messages for us. Whether they originate from parts of our non-conscious minds or from sources that lie entirely outside of our own selves, either way, they don’t flow from out of our egos…and to my way of thinking, this makes them invaluable as wellsprings of information not available to us in our waking hours.

The only issue I’m having here, though, is the fact that I haven’t been practicing what I’ve been preaching. I haven’t really been recording and poring over my own dreams. This will not do…

So I decided that I’m going to start following through here, and leading by example. I commit to working diligently at remembering and recording my dreams, and when I have one of note, I’ll share it in this space, maybe along with any thoughts I have as to what it might mean. I also hereby invite any and all commentary from any of you who might be reading along on your end.

And with all that said…last night’s dream…

Let me start by stating for the record that I spent nine years of my life working as the Chief Financial Officer of a publicly traded biotech company. Being publicly traded in this country (that’s the U.S. of A.) means that your company is subject to the dictates of the Securities & Exchange Commission (the “SEC”).

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Cover from a Form 10-Q filed by Apple, Inc. NOTE: I did not work for Apple, Inc.

Part of this state of affairs is the requirement that you issue very detailed documents each and every quarter so as to report your financial results of operations to the public. These reports have to pass through the tireless scrutiny of independent auditors, as well as that of your own corporate officers, directors, attorneys, and accountants. It’s pretty grueling stuff, and unless you possess a certain rare blend of 1) fanaticism for detail, and 2) spiritual masochism, it will wear you the hell out.

Like it did me. Toward the homestretch phases of any filing period, it wasn’t uncommon for me to dream about the reports I was working on, seeing text and columns of numbers swimming before my dream-self’s bleary eyes…

Thankfully, after I got out, those dreams stopped. Mostly. Except for the occasional mysterious throwback – like last night’s dream.

There I was: starting out with a new publicly traded company, high up in the corporate chain of command, but reporting to a definite boss. Do you watch (or read) Game of Thrones? My boss in this dream was Samwell Tarly. No, really.

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I think Sam was dressed more or less like this in my dream, even at corporate HQ, although maybe without the bunny accessory…

And here’s the even odder part… In the dream, Sam had given me back a draft of the report that I’d produced for the upcoming quarterly filing, and he’d marked it up by hand with all of his proposed edits to be made before we could file the thing with the SEC. The front cover was especially riddled with fresh, hand-applied ink, and I was baffled at first as to what he might have been so concerned with changing in what I’d entered there myself. After all, the front cover was usually pretty much boiler-plate language that changed very little from one filing to the next, but for a couple of really small factoids (such as the filing date, and the number of shares of company stock outstanding this time around).

I was fascinated to see, then, that what Sam was doing wasn’t so much changing anything I’d drafted – rather, he was adding material on top of what I’d provided. Specifically, he had written in a whole ream of text drawn from a work on magic written by the late 20th Century British occultist, Austin Osman Spare. Essentially, Samwell Tarly was performing a complex sort of magic spell in conjunction with this SEC filing – if the report were to be filed with the text from Spare successfully inserted and left in, the spell would operate. I could tell in the dream that all of this was true, and that the question was never whether the spell might work. The spell absolutely would work – the question was whether any of the many, many parties reviewing the document prior to filing would see the text and insist upon its removal.

And of course one or more of them would see it – some of these people regularly noticed it if an extra space was inserted into a line between words, or caught it when a period was accidentally entered in place of a comma, that sort of thing. These were people who spotted minutiae. It would be no trick at all for them to see an extra page or two of weird, occult language popping up in the report where the standard front cover should be!

Except…in the dream, I then called up the prior quarter’s report, just to look at it – this was the one filed right before I’d begun working there – and Sam Tarly had somehow managed to get it lodged with the SEC and disseminated to the public with that same block of Spare’s occult verbiage sitting right there for all to see. Only I could tell that apparently no one had seen it. Samwell Tarly was beaming weird sorcery right through the filing process, and using the SEC as his unwitting magic wand…and getting away with it! And he was about to do it again, this time with me in the loop…

And that’s when I woke up.

And that was my weird dream last night. I’ve been banging my head against that one all day today. If only my job had actually been that interesting back in my CFO days…

4 thoughts on “Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream..

  1. Wow! Very interesting dream! I’m wondering if only you and Sam were able to read the spell he had scribbled on the cover? Like, it was something Sam always did and no one noticed until you started there because you and Sam are on the same wavelength? I’m wondering why it would specifically be Sam, though. He’s not exactly magickally inclined (or is he?). Maybe some kind of spellcraft he picked up in the libraries? Hmmm…

    1. You know, I had pretty much the exact same thoughts/questions about the dream that you shared here, Katzi. Even while I was dreaming the dream, I kind of paused and asked myself if only Sam and I could actually see the material he’d cribbed from A.O. Spare and worked onto the front cover of the document…and I definitely wondered about that after I woke up. I also was wondering why it would have been Sam. On the one hand, no, he’s not exactly Westeros’ answer to Gandalf, but on the other, he is one of the only people we’ve seen who managed to somehow kill a White Walker, so maybe he’s got more sorcerous mojo going on than we’ve been giving him credit for. And also: yeah, the library… Anyway, very interesting stuff — thanks for weighing in on this!

  2. I think the key for your dream is just right here:
    “he’s got more sorcerous mojo going on than we’ve been giving him credit for. ”
    I dont follow Game of Thrones, but it is obvious what this dream is about: your hidden esoteric abilities, your preoccupation with divination, tarot, etc. You had them long ago, these talents, but probably they are now surfacing stronger then in the past.

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