Dream world: The shallows of the Communist church

Argiope Arseny Avraamov Con-Dom commixtion

Original documents and reconstructions of 72 key works of music, poetry and agitprop from the Russian avantgardes (1908-1942)


https://yewtu.be/watch?v=FgK61z2iRoc

1. World: Totalitarian, very humble life simplified, conservative, Warmth and chrysalism; industrial, basic goods; good-will, close-knit community, naivety; dark, natural; surrender to overbearing paternalism, satisfaction in minimalism; ignorance, happy life, labor; restricted point of view; haunted, empty factories at night; abandoned mansions inhabited; return to steel and iron; comrades huddled in a room at night; frontier between lit, lively room and big, dark, vaguely hostile empty rooms; remotely implied possiblity of post-apocalyptic; security without freedom; acceptable poverty; darkness, contrast, clouded weather; no warm season, only mild or cold season; lack of freedom yet acceptance; wood; old stone buildings; soft propaganda; strict equality; winter, autumn; gentle dystopia; parallel dimension; grey; introversion; deeper meaning found in dispossession; basements; etc-etc

I've already vaguely touched on this gently grim world I call the Communist church Ensemble.

I call it thus because the Communist church is a specific dimension in my dream universe, which borders on (or is related to) other worlds, which are somewhat comparable but not really.
For example it neighbors the Field witch world, as well as Trains and Hearths. But I'll get to them in due time. What is important to understand is that they are not physical neighbors, that is to say, neighbors of location. Neighbors of feeling rather. And they usually all have their little offspring instances of dream dimensions, which share the general feeling of the overarching dream World within them. What I've posted up there is an example of such an instance and sub-world area which I know exists somewhere in my world of dreams. So it's a feeling, as well as themes, and some other things, but I've already talked about this previously.
I think I'd put that particular instance somewhere on a world intersection, because it's not purely one or the other, and often the dreams are like a painting whose constitution of feeling depends on the dream-essence colors of its palette.

The Communist church world is a really grim one. For all I know it probably leads to a softer version of hell. I have written about it already and shall now write about it here too. Therefore I will open my yellow book of dreams.


The communist church world

  1. Dark, and cold.
  2. A lower world.

Contains the hundred-floors Lubianka.


  1. Feels hellish.
  2. Russian-like feel to it.
  3. If there was a meaning it would be despair.
  4. Totalitarian rigidity. Zealous worship of false idols

Seems to border with the Trains world and the Field witches world.


  1. Older as well
  2. Some ruins
  3. Urban

I think these few words are weak if their task is to properly encompass the true feeling of the Communist church world. I think it must be remembered that this is the essence of the world. This notion is as important as understanding that sprinkling one's dish with salt does not equal eating salt. It equals eating a dish with salt in it. Just like feeling a certain dream world in a dream is not dreaming the full package strength and weight thereof. One good metaphor would be our own world nations. Because that's not just legal borders in my opinion. You go in one direction and little by little, certain things begin to change. Eventually, as if you just realize it, you look around and things are just different. People, buildings, the weather maybe even the light. And have this something to it, like a flavour of life of sorts. Where does the Maghreb begin? Where is Skandinavia? If you never looked at a map, how would you know? What if you could not see letters? What if you couldn't see people? What if you could only feel Skandinavia? Beyond all physicality, what does it feel like? How does it feel like? I'm going in circles here.
That's just because this really is that hard to explain, at least that's how it seems to me.
Words are flawed. Listen to that music there.

I was looking, but I can't find my notes on the first dream I had of the Communist church world, the one that gave the world its name. Maybe I burned them all. There is something hellish and unsettling about it after all, there were deep ingrained notions like beings lost in low and dense materiality (refer to the density of astral dimensions theory), zealotry, the results of completely unbound fanaticism... I wonder if it's meant to tell me something.