​​albionspeak 2: the gates of dis (11.4)

SESSION 65:  4TH NIGHT, 8/22/00                         



                        This evening’s invocation:  [Z.] a poem by [Don].  (Let me here once again

            applaud [Scribe]’s close reading ability.  More clues.)

10:46 PM
  1.       Q:        [Guide], are you there?
            A:      
 I  AM
                        I  GREET YOU FROM [THE] LAKE


   Anand and Don
  2.       Q:        Who is with us?
            A:        
ANAND & DON

                                    The foretold agenda put these two friends on different evenings; yet

                        tonight’s was to be the “folded” session to make up for my illness.  Would

                        they split the session into two distinct halves, or would they join content

                        and become—for reasons I can’t put my finger on—a most unlikely pairing,

                        old and young twins?

  3.       Q:        Greetings, Anand.
            A:        
I  AM AGAIN A FERRYMAN

  4.       Q:        And greetings, Don.
            A:        
I  FIND OUR…
 
5.                                            DELAY TIMELY –
                        YOU ARE EVEN READIER   NO?


                                    With Don one cannot be sure when he’s being merely polite &

                        friendly or else alluding, in this case, to some literal metaphysical state of

                        preparedness.  My guess is there is actually a third motive for his opening:

                        in messing with our minds, just slightly so, he heightens our awareness.

                        I’m guilty of the same with my own students.

  6.       Q:        We are ready to attempt to “fold over” one session into another.
            A:        
GOOD
                        ANAND WILL BE MY DOUBLE FOR [THE] MOMENT


  7.       Q:        Have you an exercise?
            A:      
 [YES]   IN TWO PARTS
                        FIRST FOR BOTH –
 
8.                   IN [THE] LAKE SEE A SMALL GREY DISC - A PLANET   APPEAR
                        AS YOU SEE IT  [THE] TRIPOD…


  9.       Q:        The tripod moves?            
[the planchette, which rests on three feet]
            A:  
     [YES]   TAKE A MINUTE OR SO [NO]W
                        I  AWAIT YOUR STILLNESS

                                     We pause and return.


Travel to Josef’s World

10.       Q:        We begin.
            A:  
     HERE IS [THE] LAST WORLD DEPICTED

                          ON [THE] BOARD

11.       Q:        Please clarify.
            A:        
ONLY [THE] DREAMER’S PORT REMAINS UNVISITED -
                        LOOK AT [THE] BACK OF YOUR BOARD PLEASE

                                   [Scribe] and I lay on our backs under the narrow table where we  

                        could see the mandala drawing on the board’s reverse.  The reason I was

                        caught off guard by Don’s initial response is that my depiction of Josef’s  

                        port is clearly not gray in color, but rather indigo, a distinction of major

                        import.

12.       Q:        Josef’s world is indigo in [Albion]’s illustration.
            A:        
FROM THIS DISTANCE IT APPEARS GREY –
                        [THE] INDIGO SEAS    EL OCEANO INDIO   ONLY APPEAR AS

                                    ONE APPROACHES

13.       Q:        What is the second part of our exercise?
            A:  
     IT IS TO TRAVEL [THE]RE
                        FIRST A FEW INSTRUCTIONS -


14.       Q:        Please go on.
            A:        
[THE] FLYER IS TO NAVIGATE
                        HE CAN [NO]W GRASP [THE] THREAD LEADING TO THIS PORT
                        [THE] APPRENTICE NEED SEE [NO]THING BUT MUST SIMPLY

                                    INTEND TOWARD JOSEF -
                        QUESTIONZ?


15.       Q:        Where will you & Anand be?
            A:        
I  WILL BE   AS IT WERE   AT ALBION’S SHOULDER
                        ANAND WILL BE AT [THE] PROW


16.       Q ([Scribe]):  Any advice on “grasping the thread”?
            A:        
YOU HAVE DONE [THE] SAME IN DREAMING
                        RECALL FLYING TOWARD PANGAEA?


                                    Don referred to a dream of the last year, after [Scribe]’s book Pangæa

                        was completed.  (I note Don’s spelling.)  [Scribe] told me of this dream, but

                        I had forgotten hearing of it (which is why, dear [Scribe], written transcripts

                        are important to me even after you’ve fully absorbed the experience).

17.       Q ([Scribe]):  I would willingly “relive” that experience.
            A:        
IT IS ANALOGOUS 
                        AS WE DRAW NEAR   YOU WILL SEE OCEAN & ARCHIPELAGOS
                        [THE]RE ARE [NO] CONTINENTS ON [THE] WORLD OF [THE]

                                    DREAMER

                                    That there are no continents is a significant datum, just as there are

                        no structures on the world of the Scribe.  Someday we will understand why.

                        [Scribe] likened this ocean-planet image to a Yes album cover (which got me

                        laughing).


18.       Q:        We begin now.
            A:        
WHERE ARE WE
                        SCRIBE ANSWER


Josef’s Port, Oceano Indigo

19.       Q ([Scribe]):  We are on the indigo water.  Up ahead are some steep rocks rising

                        out of water.
            A:        
IT IS [NO]T WATER 
                        DO YOU SEE WE ARE ACTUALLY STANDING ON IT?

20.       Q:        Either the water is (semi) solid, or our bodies have changed.
            A:        
ANAND §

21.       Q:        Please go on, Anand.
            A:        
BOTH & NEI[THE]R
                        [THE]SE ARE OUR DREAMING BODIES
                        [THE]Y HAVE DREAM WEIGHT


22        Q:        It would follow that the rocks up ahead are not solid.  We could put our hands

                        through them.
            A:  
     HAVE YOU [NO]T DONE [THE] LIKE ALREADY IN DREAMING?

                                    Yes, we both have; in fact, [Scribe] has stuck his hands into several

                        people.  One of my dreams, however, provided the simplest image here.

23.       Q ([Albion]):  For example, Anand, in my dream Indigo Room I stuck my arms into

                       what appeared to be solid indigo walls.   [Note: the written transcript differs

                       from what I actually stated aloud.]
            A:       
UNTIL YOU HAVE SUCH EXPERIENCES   YOU CANNOT TRAVEL TO

                                   [THE]  PORT 
                       IT WOULD MEAN [NO]THING


                                   No, of course it wouldn’t.

24.       Q:       How is this world lit, Anand?
            A:       
IN [THE] SKY IS ONE SUN
                       IN [THE] WATER ARE MANY SUNS, RECALL?


                                   I’m afraid our recall was vague, and we had to go back many years    

                       in the transcripts (Cf. 22: 44).  There we found this image as a metaphor for

                       the Absolute Good.  Although there is but one sun, the Good is more like the

                       light of the sun which reflects in the water in many places.

25.       Q:       Yes.  And we guess that the “ocean” itself is actually indigo (not just   

                       apparently so).
            A:       
I  WANT YOU TO KEEP THIS INDIGO SUBSTANCE IN MIND

26.       Q:       Why particularly?
            A:       
JOSEF INTENDS TO SEND IT TO BOTH OF YOU IN DREAMS  &

                                   EVE…
27.                              
EVEN  IN WAKING  AS A SIGN

                                   This seemed to refer to something new and special, beyond the

                       nightly miracles.

28.       Q:       We seem to be strangely attracted both to the word & the colour itself.
            A:       
EACH IN OUR KARASS SHARES THIS   ALTHOUGH [THE] WO…
29.                              WORD HAS VARIED


A Gift of Ocean

30.       Q:       Is this “such stuff as dreams are made on”?
            A:  
    [NO]    IT IS RARE   & ITS PRESENCE SIGNALS A LEVEL OF  

                                   ACCOMPLISHMENT
                       IT IS A GIFT

                                   So indigo was more than just the raw material for dream reality. And

                       here [Scribe] keyed in on the last sentence, which he felt quoted an important

                       moment he’d had with the higher Scribe. (I knew nothing of this.)

31.       Q ([Scribe]):  About a month ago, I had a vision in the middle of the night.  The

                       Scribe handed me a lump of a semi-solid glowing, bluish substance.  He said

                       (in part):  “This is a gift.”
            A:  
    [NO]W YOU KNOW WHAT HE GAVE YOU
                       WHAT YOU DO WITH IT IS YOURS TO DISCOVER

32.       Q ([Scribe]):  I was handed a piece of the Ocean.
            A:  
     WATER IS A PROTEUS,  IS IT NOT?

                                   The working title of [Scribe]’s current book is Proteus, and it concerns

                       both the ocean and change (among other things).  Close to [Scribe]’s heart, as

                       a talismanic epigraph during this project, [Scribe] has kept a quotation from

                       [Don].

33.       Q ([Scribe]):  You’re quoting yourself, Don.  (“El agua es Proteo”)  [from another

                       poem].
            A:  
    [YES]   & ALSO  [Y.]
                       CONSULT [THE] STORY PLEASE

                                   Both [Scribe] & I know this story well, and, as we subsequently   

                       confirmed, the word “Proteus” is nowhere found.  However, we did find

                       Don’s reference.  [That is, we scanned the whole story word for word.]

34.       Q ([Scribe]):  The narrator is offered the gift of [Y.]’s memory.  He says:  “It was as

                       though I had been offered the ocean.”
            A:       
WE ARE OFFERING YOU AN OCEAN AS WELL
                       DO [NO]T REFUSE

35.       Q:       Can we confirm that this is a new gift?   
            A:       
IT IS NEW
                       IN [THE] SCRIBE’S CASE   IT IS TO BE USED FOR PROTEO
                       ALBION WILL FIND ITS USE IN [THE] POEM YOU READ 
  [past tense]

                                   [We analyze Don’s poem in enough detail that wholesale redaction is

                       needed.]


39.       Q:       …[our own translation]  “I am he who sees the prows before the port.”
            A:       
ARE NOT PROWS & PORT BOTH PART OF YOUR INCOMPLETE

                                   PAINTING?       [Riomaggiore]

                                   They are indeed, although I had made no connection whatsoever.

40.       Q:       Has “port” a double sense here?
            A:       
HENCE OUR TRAVEL TO THIS PORT
                       ANAND AT [THE] PROW


                                   I was grateful to get some feedback on my painting.  When done, it  

                       will have taken me most of a year—though I was nervous about where it  

                       placed on my Nine Men sequence; it takes the last step, the Albion step.  I

                       really didn’t want to have to wait to get back to it; and yet I didn’t want to  

                       go out of sequence either.


41.       Q ([Albion]):  Does it make sense to continue with the last task in my next nine?

            A:       
CONSIDER [THE]SE NINE MEN AS A SPATIAL ARRAY   RA[THE]R

                                   THAN  A SEQUENCE IN TIME

                                   That means it’s o.k. to proceed, and I likened my spatial Nine Men

                       to the overview grid I help [Scribe] to arrange for Pangæa.  I suppose there

                       is an element of reason to this as well.  That is, [Scribe]’s 81 steps were

                       devoted exclusively to poetry as a form (although his changes were internal).

                       Poetry is indeed sequential, while painting is not.  Painting has order, yes, but

                       not sequence in the same way.


 “The memory must be discovered”

42.       Q:       Can you tell us more of how this indigo stuff is, so to speak, applied?
            A:       
AS IN [THE] STORY   [THE] GIFT IS MEMORY
                       MEMORIES [NO]T YOUR OWN


43.       Q ([Albion]):  But, Don, I’m painting something I do have memories of.
            A:  
    IT IS RA[THE]R [THE] ACT OF PAINTING YOU HAVE [NO]

                                   MEMORIES OF

44.       Q:       In your story, [the protagonist] receives the memory but no skills at all.
            A:       
I  ALWAYS GIVE [THE] NIGHTMARE FACE OF [THE] SUBJECT

45.       Q:       “The memory…must be ‘discovered’.  It will emerge in dreams or when you

                       are awake, when you turn the pages of a book or turn a corner.  Don’t be

                       impatient; don’t invent recollections.”   
            A:       
DON’T YOU THINK THIS IS SOUND ADVICE?

                                   An old rule even.  Back to indigo—and what its very existence 

                       implies.


The Gift of Other Colours

46.       Q:       Anand, if there is a substance “indigo”, is there also a substance “vermilion”,

                       “solar yellow” et al.?
            A:  
    [YES]   WE BEGIN WITH INDIGO BECAUSE DREAMING IS COMMON

                                   TO ALL
                       LATER…
47.                                O[THE]R COLOURS BECOME AVAILABLE

48.       Q:       Have you any examples from your own lives in time of receiving colours as

                       a gift?
            A:  
     ANAND GAVE VILANSIT HIS ROSE HUE   [THE] COLOUR OF DAWN
                                   SEE HER TALE 
                       AN ALBION GAVE DON SOLAR YELLOW
49.                  IT WAS [THE] FINAL GIFT
                       [THE] PENULTIMATE GIFT WAS DARKNESS   SOMBRA

                                   The climax of “Vilansit’s Story.”  Also, from the indefinite article 

                       we conclude that this was a different albion (not me). 

50.       Q:       [We quote Don’s poem at length.]
            A:  
    I  ONLY RECEIVED [THE] TRUE SOLAR YELLOW AFTER [THE]

                                   SHADOW FELL             [blindness]
                       SUDDENLY I REALISE OUR EXAMPLES MAY MISLEAD YOU

51.       Q:       Mislead us in what way, Don?
            A:       
ANY MEMBER MAY CONFER A COLOUR ON ANY OTHER

52.       Q:       Please go on.
            A:       
DON GIVES INDIGO TO [Albion]
                       & EVEN STRANGER   [THE] SCRIBE GAVE IT TO [
Scribe]

                                   Don explains that any member can confer any colour, not just his  

                       own colour, as the first pair of examples might indicate.  And yes it is strange

                       that one can give the gift of another’s colour to oneself.

53.       Q:       Why is it appropriate for you two to teach us about Josef’s colour on    

                       Josef’s port?
            A:       
THIS IS [THE] WILL OF JOSEF
                       IT IS EASIER FOR YOU TO TALK TO US
                       ANAND WAS TO AID IN TRAVEL


                                   No, it is not easier to talk to Anand, but his aid in travel may have   

                       been essential.  
                                   By this time we were feeling the hours.


54.       Q:       Have you more to say to us on indigo – or colour more generally?
            A:       
ALBION WILL HAVE TO GO MORE DEEPLY INTO COLOUR AS HE

                                   ATTEMPTS [THE] NEXT NINE

55.       Q ([Scribe]):  Is colour also to be more important to me as I proceed with Proteus?
            A:       
[Scribe]’S CONCERNS TO FOCUS ELSEWHERE – [THE] DEEP EAR

                                   I still had one more (brief) topic.  It concerned that for over a year I

                       had not any task or specific revelation I could attribute to Don, my perfect

                       teacher.  ("Elevator Music" was written almost two years ago now.)


Clues for [Albion]

56.       Q ([Albion]):  Don, I feel I have largely missed you over the last year.        
            A:       
WERE YOU LOOKING FOR ME?

57.       Q ([Albion]):  No less than at times when I felt you nearer.
            A:  
    I  FORESAW THIS IN MY ORACULAR MOMENTS

58.       Q ([Albion]):  Was this an omission on my part, or simply a matter of the nine men?
            A:       
WHATEVER [THE] REASON   I HAVE A REMEDY

59.       Q ([Albion]):  Please go ahead.
            A:       
[THE]RE EXIST CLUES FOR YOU IN [THE] TEXTS I LEFT   
                       IF YOU CAN BEAR TO REREAD [THE]M   YOU CAN WORK WITH ME

                       – I  WON’T CALL IT TEACHING – AT ANY POINT

                                   I have no problem rereading [Don]; I love his prose.  (Of course I have

                       yet to read most of the poetry even for the first time.)  And while we’ve found

                       a number of clues in [Don], it’s always been [Scribe] who’s done the finding.

60.        Q ([Albion]):  You left some letters in the attic?
             A:    
 EXACTLY   & WHAT A MAZE OF AN ATTIC IT IS

61.        Q:      What further things do we need to know tonight?
             A:      
DON - MEET US TOMORROW HERE ON THIS PORT   & WE WILL

                                   CONTINUE OUR EXPLORATIONS
62.                  BOTH WISH YOU GOOD NIGHT & GOOD DREAMING

​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​The Table of Contents below is too long to display fully. If you click to the right of these Lessons, you'll see the primary source documents displayed under each. These original sessions are a world treasure.