Birds of Prey have Landed

1. Mansion

Big mansion, inside, lots of wood, big staircase.

2. Bernlef Book

Fragments.

Something with a book. Brva is there. She is donwstairs. There is a particular book, by Bernlef. There is a cd.

End of the world (physically?). Closed.

Licu.

There is also another dream with finding a house, in Kessel-lo. Or one of the main roads there. Not sure if this is the right house or not. Can't remember the dream.

3. Get Together with the Animals

(LUCID DREAM)

I go into a clothes shop, small. I have been here before. Now I go here with intent. I have to buy a pair of trousers. I go to the end of the shop. Trousers lie there on the table. I pick the yellowish one, or orange, like copper. I don't like the colour, but I'm sure that this was the one I wanted. I check some other pairs. Much light and colour in the dream.

At last I buy a slim pair of jeans. I know it is going to be tight, but at least the colour is normal, and I have to wear something.

Either the shop changes into another scene or I enter the other scene as other people do. Anyway, the next moment I am in a big complex, spacious room. People wander about. Some festivity about, or the preparations thereof. I don't see anybody I know, but this is the right place.

I try to find my place. There are different rooms interwoven, people with drinks. Very posh.

Then I go outside. There is light, the sun shines. Open space. Enclosed.

Other people sit there, down on the floor, not on seats.

I join them, they sit in the corner. Not everyone is there yet, not by far. It is a big group. Only three or four are here now. I sit down too, in one particular corner. Bale is there. Either she or someone else guides me. Or looks after me. Then people come in and gather around. We sit in a circle. The other end of the circle starts to close. Big group. I am still in my corner, but I don't know if I am still sitting in the right place, I want to move, but I don't know whereto. So I stay, or someone on my left encourages me to stay.
There is a swimming pool behind us, clear water.

At that point I wear only a bathroom robe (kamerjas). And I sit on a cushion, big white one, because that is more comfortable then sitting on the hard floor. I also wear a white shirt. But this is for later.

Then something happens. I look behind me, a few pigeons land. They land right in the chicken plot. A long rectangular, small plot of land is fenced of with wire for chickens.

And then I see other birds coming. "There come the big birds," I say, because I see eagles and other birds of prey. But someone else says: "But no, those are... Ah yes, they are big." This is the lucid part. And now I can see the birds of prey better. And first there is a sparrow, and then, two other birds. I see them those two when the person mentions them: those are buzzards. And that is an owl. I am surprised to see an owl, by daylight, but he is there. Small, but unmistakably.

I keep looking, a bit further up I see a snail too, but then I see a striped tiger climb the fence. He manages to get over it and get in the plot. He does not go for the chickens, but opens a wooden locker at his side and there three cats are sleeping, on top of each other, different floors so to speak. One red, the others grey.

One of the cats wakes up and walks around. The tiger starts to poke them all, but none of them moves or is disturbed. I wonder how long the cats can take this. They are indifferent. Close up of one of the waken up cats licking herself.

So all the animals have come from outside. The snail is still outside. It is really big, human size. Brown. Long. At first it is a slug, but still, it has a yellow looking something on top of it somewhere, but it doesn't look that obvious, because it is small in relation of the body. Then I look a second time and I see the slug starting to curl up and at long last it forms a snail with a shell. And it fits perfectly.

After that we get up and go inside, because the party is about to start. I have my Thor's hammer on my neck, it shows. People can see it. I have the long white shirt, but unbuttoned. It is too big for me, but I cope anyway. I wear something else too, which is thick, for winter, and mismatches the shirt, but if I do my best, both together will look rather fashionable.

At some point there is also a picture. I see myself. On a black and white photograph and I look like Jommeke. This is only a snapshot.