The dream is not a coded message the psyche sends to itself. It is not noise the laboratory must filter out. The dream, for INFUSE, is a territory — a place one walks into, returns from, and where certain plants, certain practices, certain old gestures keep us company.
For two centuries we have looked at the dream as an object — to interpret, to measure, to extract. We would like to look at it as a threshold. Not an object: a door. Not a text: a weather. The peoples who dream together — the Senoi, the Mazatec, the Aboriginal Desert nations — do not treat the dream as private business. They treat it as house business.
This portal gathers what INFUSE writes about night-life: the oneirogen plants, the practices of recall, the stories of the dreaming peoples, and the open questions we do not have the arrogance to close.