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I was walking on a frozen sea, and under the ice someone was singing my name.
The oracle
The ice is what you keep at a distance. The voice is what wants to come back.
A collective inquiry into dreams
Thousands of dreams, pooled together to understand what they hide. Write yours down as you wake: it joins the largest inquiry ever made into dreams.
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A dream fades within minutes. Say it out loud, or write three words: that is enough.
The oracle reads your dream and offers an interpretation. You keep what speaks to you.
Read your dreams back like a book, and offer the ones you choose to the common inquiry.
Every shared dream sheds light on the others. Falling, the childhood home, teeth coming loose: you are not the only one dreaming them, and together we end up seeing what they say.
You choose what you offer. A dream, a series, or nothing at all.
Those who dream like you, by theme, by symbol, by feeling.
What a thousand dreams of falling have in common, no dreamer sees alone.
A dream stays yours until you decide otherwise. The ones you share shed light on all the others.