Beyond the world we know and the world we don't; beyond the desolate cities frozen in

time within the Antarctic wastes, where the Elder Things once prospered; beyond the sunken

city of R'lyeh in the abyssal depths, where dead Cthulhu lies dreaming; beyond the far

planet of Yuggoth in the black aether of space, where the intrepid Mi-Go pick away at the

boundaries of natural science; beyond even that unnamable, nuclear chaos at the universe's

core, where the blind idiot god Azathoth is held dormant under the cacophonous music of

eternity...

There is a place stranger still.

Though... not altogether unfamiliar.

Before his days of cosmic horror and pulp fiction, H.P.

Lovecraft spent years and years of his career idling within this realm.

The works he produced during his time there may not be his best, but they do provide us

with a really interesting approach to creativity, creative identity, and for some of us, maybe

even a path to new fiction of our own.

So, what is this elusive place, stranger than Lovecraft's strangest tentacle monster?

What we're talking about here... is the land... of Dreams.

A big thanks to Audible for making this video possible!

And for just being... an amazingly easy way to listen to fiction.

Well, here we are again.

It's been years, but I always knew we'd return to Lovecraft.

Although it's... hard to be a fan of the man himself, we always find ourselves drawn back

to his bizarre creations.

But this time, we're not focusing on the usual fare.

There's a whole other side to Lovecraft that we-and it seems many others-have kind of collectively

glossed over.

A side with notably fewer tentacles.

Lovecraft held within him a strange mixture of attributes.

Yes, he was horribly traumatized by the psychosis and death of both his parents.

Yes, he had a physical and mental constitution so weak he could do almost nothing except

for write for large swaths of his life.

Yes, he was a racist, xenophobic anglophile with rampant, untreated anxiety, and a social

life which consisted mostly of sending reams of letters back and forth with other amateur

writers...

But he was also... a romantic.

And I mean that in the traditional sense.

The obsession with nature's beauty, bygone golden ages of yore, deep emotions, movements

of the soul-this was the stuff of Lovecraft's youth, and the basis for the majority of his

early writings.

He even admits that at the age of eight, he was a practicing pagan, building shrines to

the Greco-Roman gods and looking for creatures of myth in the trees.

Pair all of that with his love for Gothic horror, and you have the makings of a very

interesting psyche indeed.

Lucky for us-and... maybe not so lucky for him-all of this manifested in the form of

terrible, haunting nightmares.

When his grandmother died, the five-year-old Lovecraft invented creatures called night

gaunts, based on the faceless, winged monsters who began to visit him in his sleep.

Later on, his first major publication, Dagon, was also inspired by a dream, of which Lovecraft

said long after that he could still "feel the ooze sucking [him] down!"

Over the next eighteen years he would continue to translate his night-time fancies into fiction,

building out the body of tenuously-connected works which we now know as H.P.

Lovecraft's Dream Cycle.

But there's more to this than an author who happens to be a little strange and writes

about his dreams.

We've seen plenty of that.

It's where Kafka's Metamorphosis, Shelley's Frankenstein, and countless other classics

came from.

What I want to pay attention to here is the setting of these stories: a place Lovecraft

called "The Dreamlands".

Dream as a setting is certainly nothing new.

In medieval fiction, before "speculative fiction" was commonplace and everything was pretty

much either a legend or historical, Dreams were often used as a way to lampshade fantasy.

If it was really weird it was either divine, or it had happened in a dream.

Since then writers like Lewis Carrol have stopped worrying about excusing their fiction,

and developed dreamlands for the sake of good, trippy, kaleidoscopic fun.

Lovecraft, oddity that he is, is of course precariously balanced between the two.

On the one hand, he continuously acknowledges the nature of the world he created as a dream.

A dreamer enters through The Stairs of Deeper Slumber, and their physical and mental prowess

within the world depends on their skill with the art of dreaming.

The world itself is supposedly part of a "general vision" that all dreamers see, but aspects

of it change depending on who's experiencing it, kind of like in the movie What Dreams

May come with Robin Williams.

So it's not at all surprising to find a lack of harmony in some places, and a lack of explanation.

It's okay for there to be cats who leap to the moon in the night and ships that can sail

the blackness of space.

It's a dream.

Who's to say what can and cannot happen there.

The full medieval excuse is in effect.

But at the same time, Lovecraft also suggests that the Dream Lands are an actual place within

his fiction.

Things which happen to you there can affect your sleeping body.

Creatures, like the Ghouls of Lovecraft's dream-underworld and the Zoogs of his Enchanted

Wood, have been known to emerge from the Dream Lands to carry victims from the waking world

away.

In Lovecraft's own words, "man, when lost to terrestrial consciousness, is indeed sojourning

in another and [i]ncorporeal life of far different nature from the life we know, and of which

only the slightest and most indistinct memories linger after waking."

That isn't to say Lovecraft believed this about actual dreams-although... he was an

interesting person, he might have-but it certainly seems to be part of the mechanics of the setting.

So the setting is a dream.

It gets to be zany without the question of rationality... but... it's also technically

real, just outside of the waking world.

Which... makes it a fantasy?

A fantastical version of the real world, wherein dreams form a tangible alternate reality?

I told you this would get weird.

And where does all of this weirdness get us?

Well, usually when we see a dreamworld of this precise nature in fiction, the characters

are entering someone else's mind in some kind of bid to explore or repair it, something

like that.

TVTropes.com has a whole page about this called "Journey to the Center of the Mind", which

is a really great name for this trope.

But in Lovecraft's case, it's kind of a journey to the center of his own mind.

By far the best representation of the entire Dream Lands setting can be found in the story

The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath.

It's basically Lovecraft's Odyssey, chronicling an episodic journey through the many locales

of his dreamscape, and the encounters with its denizens.

Over the course of the tale, the protagonist creeps through a city of sleeping giants with

a troupe of friendly ghouls, is saved from evil moon beasts by an army of space-faring

cats, is borne down into a dreamy approximation of the underworld by the winged Night Gaunts...

and that's only a sliver of the adventure.

The Call of Cthulhu might be one of Lovecraft's best works, but Dream-Quest is easily more

bizarre.

What else should we expect, wandering around inside a mind like his?

If you read the story, you'll find the manifestations of his psyche everywhere.

The Night Gaunts, beasts of his childhood trauma; the Other Gods in their onyx castle

atop Kadath, a clear parallel to the Greco-Roman pantheon he so adored; subhuman monstrosities

and human slaves, echoes of his xenophobia and racism; the golden city the protagonist

hopes to find at the end of his journey, which, we discover, is basically just Lovecraft's

beloved hometown; even his love for cats.

It's all there, contained within the conjoined fragments of his dreams.

In fewer words: Lovecraft made his own mind the fantasy world.

He is his Dream Lands.

This is a really interesting worldbuilding template, and I feel like, if anyone had the

inclination, it would be absurdly easy to make use of.

A break from all the research and logical gymnastics involved in regular worldbuilding.

Every mind is so full of unique, identifying material, it could rapidly become a world

worth exploring... if you let it.

You don't actually have to do it the way Lovecraft did.

No need to translate all your dreams into fiction for years and years, slowly consolidating

them into a setting.

Instead, see this as an exercise in self-discovery.

Write out your hopes, fears, and inspirations-or any other part of your psyche you want to

explore-then see what you can do about manifesting them into a setting.

Maybe you're afraid of body horror?

The "underworld" of your dreamland could be a fleshy, peristaltic vault which builds itself

out of the conjoined bodies of its prisoners.

Maybe you're motivated by the validation of others?

The denizens of your dreamland could acquire physical strength and well-being from one

another's opinions, and by the same token, take it away.

Maybe you just really, really love manatees?

They could be a sentient race which hold domain over the sea, sought after for their wisdom....

or something.

And you could put all of this... into the same setting.

Not a dream, but a dreamland.

Somewhere which gets to be an actual, tangible place.

It doesn't wink out of existence when the dreamer wakes, or when the girl crawls back

out of the rabbit hole, or when the matrix simulator is unplugged.

A place that makes about as much sense as the inside of your mind... but which you can

actually move through and experience.

With all of this, Lovecraft shows us a way to travel the landscape of our own minds.

And I think that is at least worth trying out.

I know I will at some point.

But if you're feeling like you still need to nurture your weirdness a little first-give

your psyche more material to coalesce around-good news, you don't have to be traumatized the

way Lovecraft was to get there.

Exposing yourself to the weirdness of other creatives is absolutely contagious, so all

you really need to do is consume a whole bunch of fiction, and you'll be there in no time.

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There's always a few weeks between uploads, so it might be a minute before you see us

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Until then, thanks for watching, and keep making stuff up!

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