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.
I closed my eyes on all I saw.
And when I opened them, I’d learned to love the Law.
I found the garden where the shadows grew,
And look, I brought some home for you.
I closed my mouth on all I’d said.
I traveled west and south, and glorified the dead,
To taste their waters and to know if they were mine,
Or something else I’d lose in time.
I took my hand from all I’d held,
And offered recompense to dreams that I had felled.
They said I bore no guilt at all,
But still they’ll watch me when I fall.
I closed my ears on all I’d heard.
The things I’d loved the most all died with just a word.
I kept them close to me for years,
Till they could be reborn as fears.
I took my mind from every scent
And none could ever find the places that I went.
The place in Avalon where Mordred grew.
And there was something there for you.
I’ve brought a chalice made of things I’d set aside.
I’ll share this cup with you, and you can be my bride.
We’ll drink the thunder and we’ll ride the rising night,
And you can help me learn to love the light.
– from the Book of Onei, Part III: The Powers of Onei