Dreams in the Machine

When AI meets the unconscious…

I have had dreams I will never forget. Long, vivid experiences with plot twists and turns that confound the notion that dreaming is simply the reorganization of day residue. I have discovered and created new things, written essays, stories, and songs. And while I can recall much of what these dreams contain, the depth and detail of these experiences slips away over time. But what if it didn’t? Sometimes I wish I could go back into these dreams.

Now, as AI advances into increasingly intimate territories of human experience, that wish doesn’t seem quite so impossible. And I suspect it’s not very far off.

Researchers have already developed systems that can translate brain activity into words with surprising accuracy. AI models have already been trained to reconstruct visual experiences from brain activity. You could say the machine is already in our heads. We’re approaching a future where dreams might be recorded and replayed like movies, where the mysterious theater of our unconscious mind could become accessible to the waking world.

The designer in me is fascinated by this possibility. After all, what is a dream if not the ultimate personal interface — a world generated entirely by and for a single user? But as someone who has spent decades thinking about the relationship between humans and their machines, I’m also deeply uncertain about the implications of externalizing something so fundamentally internal.

I think about the ways technology has already changed our relationship with memory. My phone holds thousands of photos and videos of my children growing up — far more than my parents could have ever taken of me. Each moment is captured, tagged, searchable. I no longer wonder whether this abundance of external memory has changed how I form internal ones — I know that it has. When everything is recorded, we experience and remember moments very differently.

Dreams could head down a similar path. Imagine a world where every dream is captured, analyzed, archived. Where AI algorithms search for patterns in our unconscious minds, offering insights about our deepest fears and desires. Where therapy sessions include replaying and examining dreams in high definition. Where artists can extract imagery directly from their dream-states into their work.

The potential benefits are obvious. For people suffering from PTSD or recurring nightmares, being able to externalize and examine their dreams could be transformative. Dream recording could open new frontiers in creativity, psychology, and self-understanding. It could help us better understand consciousness itself.

But I keep thinking about what we might lose. Dreams have always been a last refuge of privacy in an increasingly surveilled world. They’re one of the few experiences that remain truly personal, truly unmediated. When I dream, the world I experience exists nowhere else — not in the cloud, not on a server, not in anyone else’s consciousness. It’s mine alone.

What happens when that changes? When dreams become data? When the unconscious mind becomes another surface for algorithms to analyze, another source of patterns to detect, another stream of content to monetize, maybe even the property of private corporations and insurance companies? I can already imagine the premium subscription services: “Upload your dreams to our secure cloud storage!” “Analyze your dream patterns with our AI dream interpreter!” “Share your dreams with friends!” “Pay for privacy.”

The marriage of AI and dreaming represents a fascinating frontier in human-computer interaction. But it also forces us to confront difficult questions about the boundaries between technology and human experience. At what point does augmenting our natural capabilities become transforming them into something else entirely? What aspects of human experience should remain unmediated, unrecorded, untranslated into data?

I still would like to return to my own dreams — how I wish I could extract from them everything I saw, heard, thought, and made within their worlds. But there’s something beautiful about the fact that I can’t — that my dreams remain untouched by algorithms and interfaces, un-mined even by me. Perhaps some experiences should remain fleeting and ineffable and personal, as our dreams mostly are, even in an age where technology promises to make everything accessible, everything shareable, everything known.

As we move toward a future where even our dreams might be recorded and analyzed by machines, we’ll need to think carefully about what we gain and what we lose when we externalize our most internal experiences. The challenge won’t be technical — it will be philosophical. Not “Can we do this?” but “Should we?” Not “How do we record dreams?” but “What does it mean for a dream to be recorded?”

These are the questions that sometimes keep me up at night. Though I suppose that’s fitting — being kept awake with questions about dreams.



Written by Christopher Butler on
January 23, 2025
 
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