I dreamt that I was working on a device that could be used to design anything from a song or cake to a machine that makes footwear or a starship. I had a contract with a company, and we called it design machine. To come up with a design, it went through a series of parameters. Shape came first, such as a cube for a cake or a sphere for a starship. Even songs started with shapes indicating pitch and volume. It was followed by size and weight. Duration came next, and it varied from three minutes for a song to five millennia for a starship. Budget is the last parameter I remember. Design machine also used the World Wide Web to come up with all the relevant data before coming up with alternatives. The dream was great fun. I woke up several times during the night, but it kept returning every time I fell asleep again. I remember even trying to use the device I had put together to design itself. When I woke up in the morning, I realized that the only thing that had never crossed my mind was esthetics. Design machine had no information about beauty in any sense of that word. It dealt with fundamentals only, but it could be taught principles of esthetics, as well. That would be left to the individual users, I guess.