Shishigami

1. The King Deer

From notes, one dream, not chronologically.

Choosing between two books.

Drive up a hill, through a garden, a competitor who joins.

Quiz.

At home. Cousin Dare and aunt L are there. 

Shishigami.

There is a dream in which I am at first alone in a house. This is home, but it does not look like it at all. It is dark, no lights are on. No activity. Many more people will arrive later. I am the outsider again. Did not go out with the others, or am back early. I think I just did not want to be part of the group. 

The main room is a low level, there is higher ground, like a balcony, you can oversee the main room. This room is divided in two. Everything happens on the right side. There are tables and chairs. A bit like a cinema. On the wall is a screen which serves as telly for a projector, something like that. A long bench is also set sideways, in the centre of the room. All kinds of stuff are on it and in its vicinity. So I play with the technology, like looking for a dvd, seeing whether this beamer really works, and so on.

I want to watch a dvd anyway now that I'm here and got some spare time. So I look for it. One is already in it, I take it out. Then I take a documentary. Four dvd's in a box. Or maybe it was Game of Thrones that I wanted to watch. What happens is that there are two dvd's. I try one of them thinking it is the other, so I mistake, or the mistake is made for me by the dream, whether I chose the right dvd or not.

Anyway a nature documentary starts to play when I try. What I wanted was probably the Hobbit, or Lord of the Rings. The computer itself is a rather big machine.

I fiddle with the electronics, I'm utterly clumsy with it.

Later the people arrive. We still sit on this right side. We are divided in two groups. One is closer to the telly or screen, and the other is about where I was, and I know them and join them. They are my team. In the meanwhile the atmosphere turns a dark blue. We are all waiting and watch. I don't know the people of the other team, though I wonder who they are. Young boys, adolescent, young adults more like.

The far end, behind is the upper story, but the far end where the door should be, is now more like the opening of a train tunnel. And I expect a train can issue from it any minute and just ride through the room. In fact we are all waiting in anticipation.

Then suddenly a kind of deer enters the room. It issued from the door. When it appears, it does look like what we were expecting. Now two camps form, the ones who are pro and the ones who are contra. There's a tension of what needs to be done. Some want to shoot it.

I'm reminded of a scene from Howls Moving Castle.

Earlier, I was the one who was lagging behind, don't remember of what. Jump on something, can't remember.

Kind of gate, that is the door.

Deer enters, will we shoot it? We all gather around it, the two teams. And then suddenly we start to dance, clockwise, and I take the lead, or maybe I don't but I follow the lead and in this way I entice other people to join, because they wouldn't move otherwise. Now the atmosphere is rather red. In fact, I am good in this dance and I know the dance, whereas many others don't.

At some point, maybe later, two male students enter the room. We are on the upper level or closer to that space now. They start talking about 'reigers'. By that they mean 'swingers', people who are out to have sex. I join in and give them a few ideas, like what kind of sex games they could play, or could imagine about, and they like that.

2. The Girl with the Black Hair and the Small Tits

There's another dream. I remember a girl with long black curly hair who looked quite good although I never clearly saw her face. Her hair was wet and it looked like she had just jumped out of bath. She might have washed her hair just a minute ago.

First there is a distance, dream is like one I'm not it. Then I somehow move in, get closer and we start to have sex. I notice she got small tits, but that's okay, I like that. I touch her anyway and hold her very long. She obviously likes it. I start anyway, though I had reservations, but I realize there is no reason why I should not go for it. However, I don't penetrate, or we don't.

3. Change of Twenty

In the day I remembered another fragment of a dream. Light, I have to give a person change. We're among friends. I don't have that kind of change. I've got lots of money in my pocket, like notes of fifty, but not the exact amount that this person needs. Then another person standing on my left says to me, you do have the right change, and I take another look in my wallet, and yes, there are two notes of twenty, and that is exactly what I've been looking for. So, problem solved. Inside.