The Book of Onei is an antinomian dream grimoire, providing deceptive yet true information about the art of Oneiromancy or dream magic in the form of poetry, fantasy, and intentionally ambiguous instructions.
Do not hold on to that which cannot be used to destroy the world.
I was under the dark when the wind came down,
And the stars were drunk, and the ocean cried.
I walked alone. Though I had known
In time, I hadn’t tried.
The world, disordered, spun as fast
As if it meant to break.
I liked it there, and didn’t care
To suffer for its sake.
I’ve lived for years just mesmerized
By lights, like falling stars.
Out here beyond the world, I’ve watched
The angels and their wars.
I said the words that seemed the best
And watched my temples fall.
Those other lives I could have lived
Just don’t exist at all.
– from the Book of Onei, Part II: The Lore of Onei