Bedroom with the Window Open

1. Americain Prepare

I'm at home (parents), with both my brothers. We sit in front of the television and have our dinner. On the TV is a quiz program.

At some point I have to hurry. This was because mother wants to take a nap and we have to get out of the way. My brothers are gone easily, but I'm not ready yet. We will be going outside, but I am still struggling with preparing my food. I made something especially for me. It is americain prepare, raw minced meat. I put the sliced onion in it and wonder if the onion shouldn't be cooked. I think this way it will not be prepared enough, and then I have an insight. There should be parsley in it too, and thinking of it makes me happy as if I remembered something that I had lost.

I'm in the one person sofa, on the side, at the table, head of the table. I suppose mother and father are already lying on the sofa to rest. I am hungry. I'm not done yet. I've got the parsley with me. I think that when I'll eat this tomorrow it will be even better, because the taste of the onion will be in the minced meat. And the onion will be softer. That is the alternative for cooking it.

The passage with handling the parsley is outside. Not sure where, possibly on the terrace. But the moment when I take the parsley, the chef who is here too wants to take it away from me. He might use it, but I need it first.

At some point in the dream, for a long time, I am half naked. (The fact that I don't remember this well, means that I did not much care at the time).

Another passage with the prepare americain is when I go to my bedroom, when my mother goes to sleep. I'm not sure if this is before or after the parsley outside? I take the metal bowl with the minced meat with me, guarding it. I remember I took a lot with me and it was too much to carry. I obviously take this away from the table in the living room where my mother wants to rest to the bedroom. I have a towel with me, and certainly the knife with which I cut the onion. I have clothes with me too, can't remember what exactly. Maybe I am already naked at this point. And possibly this came before the parsley fragment.

When I go to my bedroom it feels very strange, because it feels like I have not used this room for a long time and now it is unfamiliar, but at the same time it is exactly the same. It is dark. The window is open, the way I like it, but at the same time the heater is on. Of course I like to be warm, but I am a bit annoyed that this is not properly taken care of. Either the heater is on or the window open, but not both at the same time. Since I haven't been here for a long time, I'm sure a lot of energy has been wasted already. On top of that the door was wide open. That I would never do.

I go sit at my desk. There are a few rune books of my hand there, the small Dutch one. And something else that I don't want to move, so when I want to sign the books, I have to maneuver a bit around the desk. My thought is that it would be good to sign these books in advance, that will save me work.

There are about four books. I look at each of them, to see what page I will write on and to see what I will write, for opening the book might provide me with inspiration. I see that one of them is already half prepared with a square like figure, many squares, magical. I'll do something with that. Inspiration comes when I see that, I will put magical sigils, like crosses, on the edges of the square.

There is also a picture somewhere that looks like the Dream Stave.

The end of the dream I am certain of, this is when I go outside, and follow my brothers. They are already at the front of the house. I get there and the first thing that I see is the new building where there used to be a field.

But first, when I go sidelong the house, I pass my brother N, who is driving a sort of sledge, with four small white dogs, that might be wannebe wolves, or even foxes. They are to small to be wolves, but they don't really look like foxes. Weird animal.

I think that's nice and I tap one kindly on the head. N is a bit upset, I should not touch them, they are dangerous. He says that the one I petted is okay, this one can take it. I don't see any harm in it anyway.

I hadn't noticed before, but a new apartment block has been built on the far end of the field, but still this street. Actually, between the building and our street is a fenced off playground. I see people playing there, maybe two persons. A boy and a girl, different ages, both young, play on their own. I see one first, then the other. Maybe one of them is already adult. I think: these are our new neighbours. And I want to say this to my brother but I don't find the right moment. Then I say it anyway, but the timing was bad anyway and missed the point.

2. Through the Roof, School, Parijsstraat

I remember dreaming the descend through the roof of a house on top of the school in the Parijsstraat kind of dream. Light. Don't remember the details. It is linked with many similar dreams of the same kind.

Marry Me

1. Ice Tooth

I'm in Leuven.
There are comics, we are reading maybe two, one Jommeke and one Suske and Wiske. Both the latest issue. I look at the cover of the Jommeke comic. When I stare long enough, there seems to be a unicorrn on the cover. Horse with head to the left, a horn protruding. 
(From notes). We are in a traffic situation, this is in Gent. Bgfr is here? Pub (Can't read).
I open a café. Possibly a square, something I work on and in the meanwhile I don't want to help the person who is working some distance away from me, maybe also in a pub, who needs help. Other people know and see but don't act because of me.
At some point I am at home, parents. The dream scene has shifted in the same dream, middle of the dream. My dad wants to show me something. Something of a computer game and Star Wars. There is this helm of Alien.
Then it happens, I think I am in the dining room and going to the kitchen, but from the point in the dream I am home, my tooth aches. Now it hurts even more badly, and I already see it coming that it will splinter. I am almost waiting for it to happen, because if it does, then something can and must be done about it, while if I have only pain there can be done nothing about it.
I touch my tooth, and at some point I take out two splinters from it, they are quite large, so I think, if that is going to be the deal I will have no tooth left in a short while. Also, the pieces look almost transparent, which means that the tooth is already dead anyway.
After that more comes loose and I take it out. After a while it becomes so much and the pieces that come off are so big that I can't hold them in my hand anymore. The size of dice. All almost transparent. As big as teeth as a matter of fact.
It keeps coming, and this is the moment when I tell my dad. That is about when the dream ends.
The pieces of teeth, because of their transparancy, look like ice cubes.
(very early dream)

2. Trapped in a Parallel World

I don't know where this dream starts, but somehow I get stuck in a parallel world, and it feels as if others did this willfully to me, with bad intentions as if to trap me here, but I don't think I am alone. Now the mission is to get back. I am constantly reminded of Don Juan's book.
We got here in the first place by a book. Or more correctly, my enrolling for joining a marathon.
The book we need to take back home with us.
I only remember a small fragment from inside he parallel world. Me and someone else are in a wood, on top of a hill and we want to get out of this. We have a car, so it will work, because it is a big car, possibly four wheel drive. We can't go deeper in the woods, which would be safer, because it is closed with fences and so on. And we have to go back to the street anyway to escape. The danger however is this that we are in the open out on the street, which means that bad people can see us.
There are radar like fences where the street begins, as if to fence off the wood, we drive up towards the border with the street, and of course in that moment we see a whole queue of card driving past us on the street, coming from the right all of them. Small cars, some red. They are people from this world and we really need to stay unseen.
The other person drives the car already to the side of the street, while I have to close the fences behind me, but I can't. They are too small to fit for the gap that we left, of they are too heavy to drag and so on. It doesn't fit. To leave no traces I should close it properly, but I can't care, and just want to get out of here.
I remember the part when I get back from this world. Me and another boy, by accident, followed an older man, who is adept in using the gates so to speak, and so we got out. He goes home, his house is on the border of the two worlds. He has a family living there, but they don't know this aspect of him. I am a boy myself in the dream, but I live alone in a house. Small street, like a peaceful living area a little out of town. We pass aside this person's house. It is dark because it is night, and we don't want to be seen by that guy, so that we can go safely home and not be bothered by him anymore. The other boy and me are not connected and we go each our separate ways.
That is, it seems he lives just across of me. His house is on a sort of hill, the lane goes upward, he rings the bell, and goes in. I hear him speak French with his mother. His parents are Japanese, but h does not speak the language. He is not French either, but it is the only language they have in common.
The fact that only the two of us got back means that everyone else involved in the incident is still trapped.
I want to go in my own house, but now I see this guy, who is a professional so to speak, drive his car, or maybe on foot, can't remember, but he comes our way, and knows exactly where we live. This means that he did see us when we sneaked passed him. That is no good.
He goes to the Japanese family and hands over to the boy a Japanese book. Then he turns to me and gives me an etui with pens and stuff. This object was mine to begin with, he only returns it. I feel very uncomfortable, because it displays his power. Also I think that these two object he might have turned them into tracking devices. He speaks English with the Japanese family. And when he hands over the etui, he makes it as if forgot this, but of course he did this all on purpose. That is where the dream ends.
Another fragment of this dream, though I can't remember where it fitted in, is this. I am finally home, but I am still afraid of everybody, and of the neighbours. Bale is here too. I feel as if everyone knows something bad about me, and I don't feel safe. (Can't read notes). Something with Ons Kookboek (So maybe it is not in the other dream?).
(early dream)

3. War Book

Unfamiliar town, that would be London or somewhere in England. Street, grey colours, house, big house, ground floor, looks a bit like a garage, one big space, light, though evening. The inside is rather chaotic, stuff lying about, but the room is divided in different sections by tables and so on, so there is some structure.
I am there, in a corner, sleepy. Other people are there, they are all making ready. We don't have much time left, for bad people will come for us. Everyone here is preparing for battle and flight. I am about the last to pack. A woman or girl is assisting me, I trust her and she is very gentle.
I try to pack some food too, for me that is the most important. There is also this one book that I carry with me. I think that is the main thing that we need to get in safety. The others are carrying books too, maybe ancient knowledge. Mine is an early version of Ons Kookboek.
I can't remember well what happened after that, but that is about when the dream starts.

4. The Girl that Wants to Marry Me

Maybe the same dream. Inside like in a school. I suppose this is where we have all gathered after escaping, a safe place. Other people are here too. Everyone assembles here too.
From some point onwards I am looking for one girl in particular, as if I know I will find her here. I don't want to show these feelings openly, but the others all know about it.
Before that was a fragment of dream in a building with three subsequent floors, one floor cascading in the other. Dark, and this place was still filled with the enemy, we should run. Can't remember well what happened here.
Then, later, tthe place that looks like a hallway with classrooms, but when we go a certain direction, we end up outside, lower level, with a small stroke of land to stand on and the other on which we can't stand, which is only a fresh tilled piece of earth, but we are not allowed to trod that.
Here people are cleaning up, especially my things. They are already busy with that when I arrive. Against the wall are shelves and a lot of my old notes, papers, syllabuses are stocked there, on the upper shelves, so none can reach, but they take it off and want to throw it away. I try to stop them and at least save what I might need in the future. All the notes I made when I was writing my book, I am now putting together, so that there is some order, and that only one pile remains, but in the meanwhile I am asking myself why I am doing this, because I know I want be using it in the future. Still there is some nostalgic about it and I want to keep it. There are many more maps, some with stories in them, I suppose. People are taking care of this while I am there.
This is about the point when someone from the other room, inside, comes to me and says a certain girl wants to marry me. I have been waiting for this. The girl that announces this to me thinks the thought is ridiculous, and whispers this in my ear, and she also says this girl will unconditionally marry me for only 100. I think she will say euro, which I think is far too much, because no price was arranged and I am not very willing to pay, but then she says frank, and that is cheap enough so I nod and look out for this girl, I will go inside. Still I am afraid that people will see me and discover. I know who she is. I know she is blond, long hair, and very young, and beautiful. And this is all true when I see her, and she smiles at me when I look at her from a distance. She is lovely. Friends are with her. Many look like Li, who is a colleague in the Diestsestraat. And when three people leave the classroomlike room, they all look like Li, and I try to see which one is the real one. The real one apparently has shaven her head, but still recognize her. The other which looks more like her is fat, and then there is a third. They must be some decoy, because the girl I was looking for is still inside.
When I keep hesitating, someone else tells me she is waiting for me and I should go in. There are many people, inside as well as outside. So someone really guides me in, and this is about where the dream ends. I go in and see her.
(morning dream)

Lady and the Horse

1. Scot Bus

Countryside, by day, light, hills like in Scotland. We are on the top of it, lonely road. N and me. A bus stops, we want to enter. Parents and brothers are all here. Everyone gets on the bus, which is already full. This is like a tourist bus, not a regular stop, I think we are just lucky. We want to head home.

We all go sit upstairs, which may be open, or roofed but light, can't remember well.

The driver is a girl, she looks very nice. Both my brother and me do our best to impress her. She remains cold, though she is radiant. And we keep to it. None is bothered by it, we all think it is amusing. No fears or worries.

I seem to remember supermarkets, like Asda or Sainsbury's. I don't recall the rest of the dream.

2. Ghost in the Bed

(LUCID DREAM)

I am sleeping in my bed, maybe I'm even a little awake. I lie on one side, close to the side, and am turned a bit in a diagonal way.

I feel a strong force behind me, while I am lying with my face to the side. The force pushes me a bit, because it is so voluminous that it takes all the other space in the bed. It feels like the presence of a spirit, and at that time I was inclined to say ghost. The presence restrains my movements.

The first thing I do is to keep to the safety of the bed, which means I will not go out of it, no matter what. If I give up, I know, then I'll lose. This is the point where I enter a dreamlike state and the bed is now in the corner of a very big room or hall, still under the roof. Yellows and ocher colours. There may be a door close to the bed.

I start to push back and make the effort to regain control of my own bed. There is a strong resistance, but I am not afraid. That is why the spirit cannot get a hold on me.

Then the dream world starts to translate the spirit force into images and two young girls appear that look a bit like zombies. They are very spirited and have some attraction and I wonder if I want them in my bed and make love to them, because they seem good-looking. I keep them at bay nonetheless. Rationally I know I cannot allow them to enter or I give up my sacred space. That is when I start to call on the gods, and call upon Thor first, and that seems to work. And the second one I attack with calling upon Heimdal, and then the dream makes something out of this that it is like only one particular god can drive away one particular ghost or demon, but I can't remember which is which and I just call on the gods randomly. I call on Odin. Then I call on Freyja, thinking that I'm rather late in thinking of her.

The lovely faces of these two girls, first of one only, because she got to close to me, when I was still in doubt, change into ugly faces that show their true nature, which is vampire like or like zombies. Grey, dull.

After a while, the fighting lasts long, but I never touch them, two young boys come to my side and help me. They bring more light with them in the room, don't enter the bed, but deal with the spirits. I still have to keep up my will-power.

The two girls go away, I have to tell them that, being very formal, and I say to the good spirits, that they can stay, I formally say that.

3. Horse in the Lift

Apartment. I enter, small space, now I'm in the hallway, somewhat dark, colours are of good quality. I stand in the hallway, because I cannot go upstairs. I have no key.

Actually I do have a key, but I start eating it. The key is big and of metal, but I can eat the bits of it, as if this is normal. There is something else I carry with me and I eat this too, like I am eating miso ramen. I set myself a bit to the side, there are stairs in the corner, and a window that looks out to the back of the building. I squat down. And eat.

At a certain moment, a lady with a horse enters and takes the lift, she guides the horse in the lift and goes up, while she was still on the horse, she wore red. This was a very stately sight.

After a while someone comes down. A girl or lady I think to help me, because I can't get up. This means I have to eat again. Again I eat the key, different one this time. The food is good. This person stays with me, because she has no other option.

Then the lady on the horse comes riding down the stairs and other stuff happens, which I don't remember, but I think that last bit helped me release.

4. Soup Cake

Maybe the same dream. This time the apartment is in front of my parents' house. Most of the time we are outside, calm, neighbours there, light, day. Good weather.

I am upstairs and fiddling with the machine, like a sipwell installation for water, I want to take it downstairs. Again, I do this against the advice of other people. Someone laughs at me for trying this, because the water can is empty and should first be refilled, I don't care. Maybe this person is Hids. Downstairs on the lawn in front of the house, there are other people, they all know what this is about.

Can't remember well, it was the last dream however.

In the meanwhile I ordered a soup and it takes a very long time to get it. I eat this inside eventually. And comes served in a bread or cake or chowder, but it looks like a long cake, and it is closed on all sides, so the soup must be inside. I am really looking forward to this. Looks very yummy and I've been waiting for it a long time.

Can't remember the rest.

Cabin down the Slope

1. Just Married

Inside, spacious room, light, white, yellow ochre, yellow colours. Beige. People, room is not really empty, but sober, looks like a big classroom, with desks. Parents and brothers are there. Everything is quite and peaceful, not a lot of movement.

Maybe the wedding.

Waiting. Playground. Hill. Where I am the playground is on a slope. People wait in groups.

At home. Krvh is there but she looks different. More colours, good quality. Especially her hair is different, better, but there is something else I can't pinpoint, maybe the clothes she wears, but I can't identify it so I focus on the hair. She wears a wig, it appears after a while. I ask her about the hair, and tell her it is better, but she says it is the same as usual and she hasn't changed. Must have been in the kitchen.

Ja&Ka were there. This is when I look outside.

The place and the waiting makes me nervous. I rather go somewhere else, I feel like I need a good long walk in nature and that will replenish me. But I can't. I am somehow obliged to stay, because it may just be my brother's wedding, but I can't remember well now.

Brother D and wife are there, too. Toha is there too, I think.

Eat something or later?

Later in the same dream. Maybe Sopa. Musicians gathered here. There is a small pub nearby, where we go.

Someone tells the others about something that is there (Can't read notes). And Brdk is there, old school friend.

I go home.

I have a choice. I can make a choice. Sopa holds me here, she wants me to stay, so I stay.

Maybe a discussion with Woli.

A certain girl. This is the end of the dream which is full of light and clear, small wooden cabin. This is at the end of the slope. Different slope, but it is there again. Down side. We finished a weekend and are now waiting to go home (Maybe the first notes referred to this). People I don't know, but some I do know, some only in the dream. There are two girls, they come in with other guests, and I am supposed to know both. I like one, she really radiates, gleams, short, short hair, sparkle in her eyes. Small breasts, I still like her best. But I can't get near her, she has fear of being touched or in a relations, does not want any boy to get near her, and she always backs away so that no one can get her. She makes it very clear.

After a while we go outside, parents too, we finally leave. At the same time a bus arrives at the top of the slope or hill and we sit at a bench outside and watch, for nor reason at all. And we see Scottish people come down the hill. And some have a picture in their hands. Two brides already left the bus and have come down, obviously another marriage. But two girls? I watch these pictures and it seems right.

Ice Field

1. Ice Crop Circle

Stco? We go to the field. There is ice and snow, which looks like corn that is flattened, like a crop circle.
Someone is already here. He is a tourist. We look around. N?
Two fields next to each other, I suspect they were intended as crop circles, but they turned to ice or something. Only when I look at it from a certain height, I see the ice.
Other people. They do other things (Can't read notes and don't remember).
I want to show it to everyone (Don't know what).
At some point I am in the kitchen with a dildo in my hand. I am at N's place and look outside. My dad is on the other side, and other people too. I don't know why I have this thing in my hand, but I touch it and it turns me on. It is really sf, with fancy lights, still in the box, buttons. Bale is here.
Something with the address of a girl, maybe Ev, I want to visit her someday.
Maybe Loli and her husband were there too.
(From notes) All the time mist and haze.

2. Soap Sea

Swimming. This is an earlier dream. Lucid. At first I am at a cliff. There is water beneath me, on my left a beach, not where I have to be. Further ahead on the right it is dark but that is where I want to go. I don't need to think this time, I jump, I end with my feet on the border of the sea and the sand, safe. And I start swimming away from the land. I think other people are ahead of me already. The first part of this lake or sea is dirty, but I don't care anyway and I go through. This is because soap has been used and there are still particles in it. Then I come in the middle and the second part of the sea is much better, clean, so I continue. Other people follow.

3. Broccoli

Last dream. Dark. Eating something, close up type. I only eat the broccoli, though other things are in the pot or on my plate still, but I don't like them, so I don't eat it or avoid it.

4. Winnie the Pooh

Fragment. Winnie the Pooh. There was a story of him that I did not know yet. Comes from the complete works, but I can't imagine that it would not have been published earlier. The drawings are nice, close to the originals, but coloured, and more full in a way, modern. But does not look like the modern ones at all. Looked different than all the ones I've seen in real.

Three Things

1. Origami birds

Dream about the family of Soro and the fact that we, my brother N and I, put the question out of making these origami cranes. There were many colours, blue, green, purple.

2. Perfect Lobster and a Dog

Traveling. A girl closeby. Carl Huybrechts behind a bar. Someone says his name with an S. 

Outside inside effect, bar. Night or maybe evening, dark.

We're at a table and eating chips (According to notes, this is the end of the dream). Brothers are here. I am at the head of the table, no one opposite me, but N on my left, on my right is a woman I don't know.

Of the food, the last two bowls are added together. And this multiplies the food, so that we end up with two bowls again.

At some point, maybe in this dream, my brother N eats lobster. The lobster is cooked, and N has removed the shell perfectly, which means that the lobster is free of shell and entirely intact. Lobster in one piece.

N has a dog. Big, blond dog, is at his side, I get his attention, then I pet him on the nose or front of the face, and he starts liking me and does not go from my side anymore. Once I give attention, he does not stray from me, I play with giving attention and no attention. The dog walks behind me, I'm in the chair, and comes on my right begging for attention. (Also end of the dream, I think).

3. I am in the Picture

In a house. Different rooms. I walk to the other room, across, there are shelves. On them are books, on eye level, on the left, are the ones I'm looking for. That means, these are my own books. They are a dark blue with yellow lettering, flat. Really thing books. 

This is the sort of dream in which I do the action twice, and the second time, things are a little different. The second time this book is The Hobbit, in French.

At the same time, we are doing the dishes. It is being done by others, I mean. Later I join.

Special cases of dishes I leave. I have to help.

Other timing would have resulted in me not finding the book.

My parents are here too. They sit around the kitchen table. 

About doing the dishes. This is in a big white spacious kitchen, the reservoirs are on the left, and maybe in front, there are three. The water is hot.

There is an Asian type boy. He stands there, helps, wants information about something, is here to learn.

In the same dream. Something with the name Veroorshoeven. My mother says this name. And something about old photographs, so old that people wonder I am in them, but I am, I know, I remember. In these pictures, I do three things. That is why people remember. This is how people remember.

+4. Looking Inro in the Eyes

Earlier dream. At a table, more light, on my left sits Inro, I see her and I look her in the eyes, she looks back, and we look at each other rather a long time, this is nice. Her face changes shape while I look longer, more round.

Scheduled for Unprepared Talk

1. Obscene Stone Objects

Unfamiliar city. Group of people, small group. Bale is there. Rigr too possibly. We enter a shop, somewhat esoteric (From notes). 

Big rooms, the place is rather deserted. Space to breathe. We entered straight from the road. Cross the road, etc. Stone buildings. No one there. After the income hall, there was a room, with on the left windows that look out to the patio or schoolyard behind the shop. There is another room behind this one. All in one row. On the right are the private quarters of the shopkeeper who I don't see, but at some point I sense his presence. Light. On the right dark.

This room has all kinds of stone objects, art. Crisscross about the room, untidy. Although there is some system behind it. I have the idea these are not for sale. All's on the floor. Big objects that look like penises. In the middle, after I've seen most of the room, is one that looks like a turtle, I like that. I don't like most of the objects, because they are too obscene. Most are in the form pipes. Some are coloured with red lines, or are ruddy.

We go on. Behind the shop is a space for giving talks and outside of the building is a stone quarry.

The place for the talks is on the upper floor and outside, this is really the back of the shop and when we are here it is like we are in a different world. The world we see is deep below us and we overlook this stone quarry with deep pits and big stone constructions. Whole castles of stone, instead of sand, are built in the quarry. Obviously, a whole population lives here, though we don't see them at first. At first, all is empty. Later they come out. This people live by quarrying.

Large statues hewn from stone.

We stay up, there is a balcony like place, with tables like in a beer garden beside the street. Balustrade. We sit down. My mother sits across of me. Bale and Rigr on my side. There are a lot of people, or a lot of people enter, so it gets crowdy. Almost no room to sit, so many people. All on one side. There is a lane in the middle, and then across more tables with more people, among which the speakers of tonight.

At some point my mother starts saying something about school, one particular aspect, I forgot what, but I disagree, I think the idea is that she wants that the higher education will envelop all fields of study. I tell her this is impossible, but she starts to argue. Only at the end I say, it would take about twelve years if you would. First I say, three years, or nine years. She wants to revise the school system. I understand what she wants but it is unfeasible.

Then a person in a grey suit, a fat guy, announces the start of the talks. He will be the first speaker. He sits in the neighbourhood. We had not expected these series of talks, did not know in advance. All kinds of famous people will talk, among which Dirk de Wachter, which is a name mentioned, so he must have been among the crowd. Maybe Rito too.

Later we also have the booklet with the program in our hands, each one of us one. And there are indeed a lot of speakers, impressive. 

This first speaker talks French. When he finishes he says that he knows there is a specialist on the runes sitting in the room. That can only be me, so I look at him and he looks at me, pointing at me, suggesting I should give a talk. I do that, talking about the principles.

He wants to ask me something, wants to ask the specialist. And he has a microphone. I answer in English. I don't understand his French, he asks me something very specific, almost personal, but I don't understand the word, and I suppose it is Celtic. And then I think he may mean the Celts. And then I also hear him say that I suppose that is what he means. And I have to explain a little that I am not an expert on Celtic stuff. What I can do is speak about the parallels between Celtic and Runic alphabets.

After that I go sit back on my chair. Metal, tables too, like in a cafe. When I look at the booklet now, I see I am really on the program.

Most of the people on our side are people from the edge of society. Bale goes sit a little more to the side. I stay put where I am. I have a girl, maybe reminds of Rigr, but younger than me. She also reminds me of Math and a little of Inro. She has been with me the whole time.

2. Multiple Stimulation

(WET DREAM)

Can't remember the circumstances. Dark, inside. Greens and purples. End of the dream. I could not hold back, because the impulses kept coming, one after the other.

+3. Hair

Earlier dream. Pieces of my hair about, I have to clean. There is my hair in the bin too, but it needs to be cleaned. I gather these.

Newspaper Book

1. School Toilets

I'm at a school, dark, upper floor. Big halls. I am or I feel out of place. The long or big hall is the refectory. Windows on two sides.

At some point I am looking for the toilets. It is a difficult quest, and I wander through many different places. In the morning no one is here, in the evening, the place is full with school kids, girls.

At some point I see a particular girl that I don't know, she is small and wears lipstick. I follow her.

Before that at the lift, there were three or two girls waiting, blond, all of them. One in particular looked very nice, and this one I patted on the bottom when I passed. 

It is clear that the small girl wants me to follow her. I feel rather embarrassed and I wait a long time before I follow, namely when I think that everybody's attention is no longer directed at me. This means I have to go fast to catch her.

I find her still, I see her walking a long distance away from me in parts of the school that look like underground garages. When I finally stand before her, we both stand still and I don't know what to say. This is the moment we have both been waiting for and now I don't know what to do or how. So I ask her whether she is looking for the bathroom, and whether I might go with her.

When we stand there, still, she kisses me, her mouth open, it feels a little clumsy, but I help her and it is okay. I am thinking that she had red or purple hair. I notice I taste her lipstick, but I don't let it get to me.

Then we roam about the place together, mostly among the teachers, because we are now in a part of the school that is not for the students, just so that we would not be seen. We don't want to be seen.

Then I start to guide her. We go outside for a while and enter the building somewhere else, as if I know where we are going. Maybe Wa of Leca is here. Maybe a place that looks like the alma, student restaurant.

I am looking for a place where we can make out safely, but I can't find any, and I drag her along, gently.

Finally we come into a big hangar which is also a garage like place. A film will be shown here and there is a lone bench in the middle of the space, more on the right and I sit down, and she sits down, on my right, but not close, there is a lot of space between us. We sit down and are very good.

There are other couples here and especially a lot of female teachers. They are all very good looking.

2. Lightning in the Shop

I am in the shop. At some point there is lightning, it looks like it is not real but drawn, as in a cartoon. But very big and impressive. Don't know the connection with the rest of the dream anymore.

Someone buys something (From notes), I am at the computer when I arrive. Brva and someone else are here.

For some reason, everyone, all the colleagues are at the computer, this is because she has difficulties. This is the situation when I arrive, and I am thinking, who is going to help the customer.

So this one customer buys something and I tend to him. He comes with a pile of newspapers which are his to start with probably. There is also a book, but the next time I look, there are even more newspapers on top of it, so the book itself is hidden away in between. And I am thinking, will this person be able to carry it all?

There is also a part in the dream which comes first, in a part of the shop that does not really exist, which is small and long and we stock stuff here that we usually don't use. All grey. Brva is here. Maybe Digr at some point, but only briefly.

There are these metal plates that we put on the wall to present books. They are much larger and a lot more, all stocked. And there are on the walls and on other places spaces to slide these in. I do that or try, because it is necessary. This is a way to detract the lightning when it strikes, so it must be done. I am the one doing this. Apparently it does not work.

Disconnected Ship

1. Party Boat

I'm on a boat that looks like the Ark, the hall we were for the wedding on Saturday. Everyone is there, gathered.

It looks like a real boat, big, but a little square of shape, alongside the quay. It is light, day. I can't remember what happened.

But behind us is another ship. I somehow go to this ship, because they are connected, and maybe I have some business here. Beha is with me, he knows this ship, he has a room here, because he lives or used to live on this ship. So he comes along.

We leave the noise and laughter behind us. Once we cross, we go in the ship itself. Beha wants to show his place. There is the kitchen. There is the toilet. Maybe it is the toilet I was looking for.

When we are in these rooms, they are tidy, I feel the waves, the boat moves up and down quite a lot. This was not the case with the other ship, which remained motionless. This one obviously is on the water. I hope I don't get sick, but I think not. It is just a little surprising at first.

Then suddenly, the ship disconnects from the other one and we start to move, as if the captain just decided to depart. Now I am a little in panic, because I should be on the other vessel. So I look for a way how to get back, but there is already a lot of water between us. Beha and me climb the outside of the ship and are looking for a way. He knows the ship well, and guides me, but I take the initiative to look for a solution. I try many silly things. Among them the last one is to climb on the outside, which is made of red brick with holes in, like pipes or chimneys, and I use that to climb up and for some reason I am looking for a way in as if this would help me to get out.

That was more or less the end of the dream.

2. My Dearest

There was a dream with Inro in it, she came to me and was with me the whole time as if she clung to me. It was a long time since I've seen her and she came to visit me.

Here she has long dark brown hair. Her hair reaches to her waist, which is really long. Some parts of the dream are outside, and some inside. Complex building, maybe like a school. Her hair is loose. She is beautiful. She is alone and gives me much attention. We go in some place, and at some point her friends, ladies, all come after her. Now I am a bit uncertain, because with so much company, how can I be openly friendly to Inro?

All the other girls are looking for her as if she is the boss, or runs something, and they all work for her. Something with shopping, obviously. Or working together in a project, but they all need her. She leads. I am a bit jealous on the one hand but don't understand her that she wants that responsibility on the other.

Kajo, her colleague, is also here. Maybe Inro changes into Grdr at some point, and even in Anle too.

I let her do everything she wants.

3. From Code to Customer

Maybe on a ship again, at least in a room. Classroom, with a flipchart of blackboard. There are pictures on it, like slides, I can follow them and understand what they mean, I can read them. They all refer to things of retail, and this is about Carrefour or Delhaize, I can't remember. It shows the evolution of an purchasable item from scan code to customer. The interesting thing is that the bar code for scanning is the first slide, and not the object, which means that there is an idea for selling first, and then the object that fits the idea will be looked for. The code exists first.

The whole paper with the different slides arranged under and next to each other hangs up high and it is a room with a high ceiling. We all sit in front and a bit on the right, as is the chart. Some of the slides in between I don't know the meaning of, but the others in the room can't read any of the slides, so I am still the smartest. They still have to learn.

One Toe

1. The Wedding

Maybe the end of a dream. In the middle of a room, which reminded me of the hall of the wedding. The two sisters of Soro were there and we passed each other in the middle of the room, among the high tables. Can't remember what happened, possibly N was there too. The light was reddish pink.

2. The One-Toed Girl

Maybe the same dream. I go to the end of the hall, which might be another room altogether. At the end is a difference in level, like a dais. But I don't go up, people are there, even higher there is a balustrade. A girl is a the end, which I wanted to see, she has long black hair, is a bit sturdy. I see her feet, and I notice that she has only one toe. I see her left foot, both feet are bare. This is nothing special, and I've never wondered. I've known this girl like this all my life, but this time I really wonder if this is only one toe, or maybe a different kind of foot than most. And I touch it and follow the curve of the body. And I notice there are other toes, tiny ones, but you can't see them.

Somewhat later I go back a little to a table, and something else happens, but I can't remember what.

The Moons of Mongolia

1. Finished Calendar

Home parents. Scene in the bathroom. Motherr is there, maybe bathing, while I go to the toilet. N is there too. At some point there is a discussion about the Druivelaar, which is the calendar, and should be in the bathroom. It says the 4th, but we are not that day. The calendar is broken. It does not work anymore and I argue with my mother, and then the calendar is finished to the last day and we have no other.
D is also here. Lids is also somewhere in the dream, she works in the other shop.
There is something about a paper with Japanese words that I am studying. 
Something about gathering at 8pm. Everyone is on time. Except (I can't read).

2. Half Moon over Mongolia

We are hiking in the mountains, I am going along and don't know where we are, it is the other two people who had a very clear idea of where they wanted to go. We are walking. We are on the top or ridge of a mountain, and the sky looks a dark purple, wonderful. When I look at my left I immediately see where I am. This is Mongolia, and a half moon hovers in the sky. There are no plains, but very rough mountains in the valley, everywhere. A ravine or canyon separates us from that area, but it looks impressive. As far as they eye can see there are only mountains, and mountain peaks, they all look yellow grey, like sand or sandstone. They obiously look old, but their peaks are sharp. 
We slowly walk down and will cross the canyon to Mongolia. I am thinking, somewhere up there should be Shamballa and I should be able to see it, but the mountains hide everything. At some piont I think I see a tower far away, on a flat piece of land, but when I look better, this is a radio tower or something like that, and after that I see cities too, buildings, but no castles, no shamballa. I had hoped it was at least Samarkand, I would like to visit that place sometime, and now I'm here I could go. I follow the other people.
When we are down and walk between the mountain walls, we turned left, then the skies are really dark and I see the moon, but I see the moon a second time, both on my right, and I try to focus, and then I see a third. And then I see a sky full of moons, reflected, a sky like a fly's eye, clouded.

3. The Public Voucher

Home parents, late, everyone is there, brothers, D is outside, N is upstairs, me too. Parents sit in the living room and don't know what the children are doing, though they would both like to tell us what to do, they're watching telly. N and me are preparing for D's present. I stick the paper with the outline of the voucher on the right chair of the dining table in the dining room. Lots of tape I use, it hangs there as if for a puzzle.
I remember something about waiting for Elbr.
I've forgotten quite a lot, but N and me are upstairs, not the first floor but the second, and then suddenly I realize that this piece of paper is still hanging there, which is not good, because suppose D will reenter and come in the house, then he will see it. So I hurry down, run down the stairs, reallly fast, but there are much more than I remember, maybe five stories, so we were working in the attic. When I come down, I see D sitting with the parents in the living room, in the sofa. I am sure he saw the paper, that would spoil everything, but I quickly take the paper away. A lot of the tape still stick to the chair, but I don't care about that.
Before all this there was a lot more in the dream, with other people involved, maybe food.
After this, I also went outside, it must have been night, but it is bright outside. I go to the side of the house. The neighbours are outside and see me going, uncle L is with the neighbours, I think that is because his wife visits them often. He sits very comfortably in a chair. I am a little embarrassed, because I am not wearing pants, not even underwear. So I pull my t-shirt down. I go to the street.
Somewhere in the dream, there was also Stco.

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Broccoli and Playing Cards

1. Jaagpad

It is early in them morning and I want to catch my train. Elbe and Rume are also here.

There is a small boy that has been there the whole night.

Then there are many people, we have a discussion. Someone talks about the Munt, this would be the English word for the Dutch Jaagpad, so we deduce. The deducing takes some time and discussion but we all agree. It was a woman who first suggested this, although I knew it too from the beginning.

The person using the Munt word is already going the direction he pointed in, maybe it is the young boy. He wants to show us the way. He's across the space where we are, maybe a room, hall, like in a station maybe.

The idea is that we follow.

Later we find ourselves in some kind of wood, ancient. We arrive at a clearing, and this is very wide. There are bushes and shrub along the perimeter. We cross the clearing. I am one of the last of the group. We run. When we run forward, I know someone is still behind. There is a small monkey, maybe the boy of earlier, who is lagging behind, I lost sight of him. I don't want to turn around, but I do want to see behind me, so while I run I bend over and look through my legs behind me. I don't see the closing party, but I know they are there.

2. Old Time Phone Booth

Same dream.

Still later I am in London, it is dark, and there are two or three friends there. We are under a bridge, this is not a nice atmosphere. We are looking for an old phone booth. Behind the corner there are three. We go in one, the woman with me wants to make a phone call. All this relates back to many years ago, like the eighties or even older, like the fifties. Everything is old fashioned, and we are between two worlds. The woman and her world are from the old times but they live now. I am in between and somehow know both worlds.

A reservation was made on the booth, so everything was taken care of. Inside we are in an old fashioned suite or apartment. One big room, and on the wall a large poster with the place we are calling too. Very exotic. She calls her sweetheart and he is in a place in Hawaii, I forgot the actual name, something with Kaou.

They talk about music. When they do that, they are really back in old times.

3. Broccoli in Exchange for Cards

I am on my way home, but the group I am with, or was, is still there and are waiting for the boss to appear, so I stay. This is outside, on the steps. City.

We are waiting. We start playing the game, which is a kind of quiz. I am on the left side of the party. It looks like a large table, but it is not quite that, we rather sit on the floor. But people sit like they would on a table. I have no connection at all with the people on the right, though they were here for the same workshop.

We are waiting for Pake, who is inside the building. The people on my right, that whole section, trusts that he will come, but we all start playing to fill time. I don't care, and the four or five people around me don't care either and I have a good friendly and joyful connection with them.

Early in the quiz, things go wrong. The wrong questions come up, they have no relation with taiji or with the subject of the workshop, but change to topics that are frivolous and entertaining, but nobody has a clue. This goes on for two or three questions, and that is when people start to get nervous, because it is not right, we are wandering off the beaten track. We deviate from the path.

The people on the right only see this later.

But we on the left, we rebel against it and resist it and we stand up and want to change it. So we decide to go in and go get the boss himself and ask him why it takes him so long. People on my side stand up, me too, and we go in. I am still in doubt whether this concerns me at all, but I go along to support.

We go straight through the hallway, till we come to a T, then turn left. At the crossing, opinions are divided, because we know the power of Pake, and maybe he does not want to be disturbed. He is in his study, working, not minding our business and the door is closed. After a little fidgeting, we go to him at last. We tell him we don't want questions about ballet and that sort of stuff.

I can't remember exactly who he reacted, but I think he said he would come and we should wait a little. So we go back, but this time, the place we are in is inside, still across the road with the steps we were in first, and there are two tables and people sit at them like for a quiz, and people are joyful and expectant, because he will come. So we all make preparations. Some people are really serious about this.

Now we got so far, we still have to wait a considerable time. I care not.

There is a big guy sitting across of me, and he wants to be in the best of states when Pake comes, so he shows me his cards and says I have to pick my share in exchange for the broccoli I have. I don't know what to do, because I don't know the purpose of the game, I don't know the cards, and I think he is cheating, so I am a bit wary. But card by card, I give him pieces of my broccoli, the worst parts first, but he takes it all. And I look into his cards, which I think is strange, you normally don't show your cards in a game. He has really a lot. They are orange and brown. Some have text, some have nothing. I read some and there are some really good cards, I don't understand why he wants to give these to me. I take some of the cards and give parts of my broccoli.

That must be about when Pake comes in, but that is also more or less the end of the dream.

 

Some other stuff happened in that room but I can't remember. Something with the people sitting behind me. They were the other half of the party.

+ Possibly people recognizing someone, everyone does, me too, I see Dide.

The Changing Bookstore

1. Untidy Shop

In the shop.

Digr is at the till. Brva and Keva are also working, but they are kind of doing their own thing and don't seem very interested in tending to customers, if there were any.

I arrive at work, since I start later, at noon, according to the dream. Or maybe I start even later, in the evening.

When I arrive at the counter, I immediately see that Digr is in need of help. None of the other colleagues are about. What needs to be done is cleaning up. I see lots of cardboard boxes everywhere. Some already torn to smaller pieces, but still lying about rather untidy.

There are also the white plastic bands to bind boxes with lying about. There are a lot, but they should be binned. So I start with that rightaway. Obviously he has no time to do all at the same time. As a matter of fact I am planned to do something else at the moment, but I make it my priority.

This is because at that moment Digr needs to help out on the first floor. It looks like he's on his own, while that is not true. The others are just not helping. When he sees I'm helping, then he is okay with me altering the planning.

Later in the shop, everything looks very different, as if a very different place. Bigger, darker, but cosy, more wood. Closed. Long and narrow. More levels, but overlapping.

A customer comes to me and asks me about a book. At that moment, both Keva and Brva are here. The customer asks about a book called Canon (Kanon) and it is a children's book. I know it. The other two colleagues crowd about, but look silly, I quickly say I know it and go with the customer to the right section. Someone else has asked the same question, I remember, last week or so. (The book does not exist in real life, but reminds me of a book about cars). 

The customer has also been to our other shop, but they did not have it and sent him here.

I show him the book, but it is not the right one, he wants big one, and he starts to explain what it looks like. I don't know if we have it but I take a look and wander through the section. Then I see it. Big, white. The title is a MA book. The small edition is white (like the car book).

Maybe I have other books for him, or the one he is looking for in particular, because maybe it wasn't the right one. So we go upstairs, where the other MA books are. So we go back, but this time we and in another section of the shop. A dead end, and I see the next floor above me, there is no stairs, no ladder, nothing. Only shelves actually, no room for standing and no way to get there. Weird corner.

So I take a chairlike object and stand on it, you can't reach this part of the shop at all. But I get there.

In the shop here and there there are also tables with drinks. Someone even serves the people. She comes around with a plate.

She comes from an end of the shop that I haven't seen before. There is more light there, big windows that look out to a playground of a school probably. This is the back end of the shop. There is a room on the right where the kitchen is, I've never been there.

Two people take drinks about. They put everything on their plate, which is getting rather full, to take the orders to the customers.

Later in the dream I also see my radishes and cucumber lying on the window sill, inside, on the heater actually. This is by the window. One of the girls has put it there. And when I give a remark about it and want to take it away, because I don't think that is the right place, then she starts to get angry, because she thinks that is the right place and she thinks I'll put them somewhere they don't belong, but that is not true, because she guesses wrong. The person reminds me of Miwi.

Later in the dream I also go outside, where the playground is and now I see the full scope of the shop. This is not a school but one big shop. Now that it is so big it looks distant and cold, but it is big, different shops and sections. Different floors. The whole building is one secret bookstore. Too big for me, I don't like it.

Public Kisses from my Dear

1. Kissing the Badminton Gal

I am in an unknown house, with friends and people I know. At a table, we will eat here. There is food ready. I go down a step to this dining room. I sit in the middle. White cloth.

On my right sits So, a girl at badminton. In the dream her last name is De Laat. Light. My mother at least is also here, don't remember the other people.

At some early point in the dream I touch So slightly on her hand, also hoping that no one will see it, but she answers my gesture. She touches me more firmly, and as a matter of fact, she keeps looking for my hand, and for my body. A whole long time. I somewhat like it but wanted to get close in private.

In the meanwhile the food is on the table and there is really a lot. Big bowls with a variety of stuff. I dig in, I don't wait for the others to start or whatever. I am the first, and for a long time the only one starting, can't remember why. I take one particular bowl, because the other has shrimp and I have just had that earlier. No when I look better at the other bowl, and move in the food, salad like, then I see it has a base of pink shrimp as well. I don't mind really because I like it, so I eat.

In the meanwhile, So on my right gets closer to me and now also looks for my mouth, she actually tries to kiss me, while I am focused to my front where the food is. And I really would like to kiss her, but not here and now. As a matter of fact I've been waiting long for this moment. I did not know she was free, either, because I thought she had a boyfriend, she has one in real life. Nevertheless, I kiss her back every time, even if only with a corner of my mouth.

I am uncomfortable with the other people watching.

+ At some point I am eating with chopsticks, and a long time too, and show off with them. These are my personal sticks and I show how I put them in my hand.

2. Witch Fight

Same dream, later.

In a house. Big unfamiliar house, all one floor. Front door is on the side. Lots of rooms, like in a castle, but not that big. Some of the rooms are ours, but other people live here at the same time, friends, with their own rooms. Dark.

(From notes). Sleeping together, so this is the morning after.

Also. Cat V is here, she is not alone, other two cats are here too, light in the house. Cat V has her tail cut, I notice immediately. I think this is for the better. (Can't read why). 

When I'm alone in the house, I go to the first floor, where there is a friend of Al, who is the boyfriend of So. He calls me in and I enter this particular room upstairs. I'm not afraid at all, although I know he wants to confront me with what happened. 

At this point, the house is a castle and has three towers, and the room he takes me in is in the second tower, which is sound proof, because the room has doubled glassed windows, even on the inside. So he thinks he can do with me what he likes in here.

Earlier things happened at the front door of the house, my friends were there, among who possibly So.

Now the three cats come into play. 

I ignore all the threats from this guy. But instead I start playing with the cats, this is still inside, and light atmosphere, colourful. I don't mind facing the facts.

We go downstairs, lots of people there.

Later we are outside in the same situation. The street may be in the house itself, though. Someone wants to enter the house. The bad people are on my right, but the cats are behind me, one of them is very big almost like a dog. And these cats, this big one in particular, says to me: we want to help you, we will help you. And that is exactly what they do, I can't hold them back, they run past me and run to the other people who threaten me, and attack I suppose, though I don't see that.

What I thought was interesting, is that I could understand the speech of the animals.

Then maybe later inside the house again. The same happens but with magic involved. This group of people against us, and we are me and So and our friends, have hired a witch who lives here too, and now they use magic to get to us. But luckily, my girl is as mighty.

There was a certain tension in the air.

Something or someone has gathered a group of girls, they are all ignorant of the witch's true nature. I can see the personal details of the witch. The email address has @vera. in it. In the dream I could read the whole thing.

So our group will face them, who are at this point hiding out in the income hall, which is their right, because they also live here. We face them, fight. This is about the end of the dream, can't remember the ending.

3. Giving Away the Name

Dark room, people in a circle standing, they discuss something. At the back end is Rito, an famous person who lives in Leuven and teaches. I see him.
People are discussing something while I am observing. At some point they come to a conclusion, and doing that they point to every and say no or something, and at last they say: then it can only be Rito, but none of them realizes that he is there with them in the room, but I see it.
And he definitely understands. Maybe I make it clear to those people, or Rito comes closer and involves himself in the talking, but is not recognized immediately.

Balancing on the Garden

1. Big Day Tomorrow

I am sleeping in my bedroom in the house of my parents. I go to bed, but my parents are still up and I hear them making noise, as they used to. Brother N is certainly in the house and sleeping.

Dark. I'm not really ready for bed, tomorrow is a big day. Parents are preparing, I need to catch sleep. I suppose the tomorrow event is the wedding of D.

I can't sleep. I stay in my room. I am even still dressed. I don't want to show me this late, if my parents see me I have to explain, I want to avoid that. Maybe a little fear, or rather shame. In my room I eat an orange.

The fact that I wear clothes makes it necessary to undress, even a jacket I was wearing.

At some point I face my parents, don't know what happens next, because I can't remember.

2. Coffee Tasting

(Fragment). I drink or at least sample coffee. There are different kinds, they are all in china coffee cups. Dark. One has white specks.

3. Stairway for Growing Plants

Bale and me are going on a weekend. We arrive at the place. There is a gathering of many people, they all look adventurous. They are all waiting. We are of the last ones to arrive. But everyone is still waiting for the camp leaders, who would be two people.

We sit in a room, in a circle. This is already the country side. Wooden building, one big hall.

We don't stay there. I can't remember what makes us move, either Bale and me, or the leaders who arrive, or something else. In any case, not the other members.

Then we are outside on the terrain. We take a train to get to a certain place. White and black one.

We arrive at a playground, it is getting dark, evening, late. People have brought their stuff with them, though I left mine in the hall, because I thought we were only going to explore. Now the idea is aired that we might as well sleep here instead of where we just came from. I look around. This is outside, nature. And on the playground is a wooden thing like you find on children's playgrounds. This is on a narrow lane, earthen, and the land continues down. I'm thinking that if it gets decided we sleep here, then we have to go back and get our sleeping bags back from the income hall. That is trouble, because in that case, the best places to sleep will be taken, so I decide to take the initiative and go to the best spot to sleep, Bale follows. This is underneath a wooden construction. Trapezium space. Two benches opposite each other, wood. One is larger, the other smaller. Bale goes lie down on the larger one, this fits perfectly. I lay down on the small one, but it is too small, so I try the floor, which is also wood, and still sort of inside something, I mean underneath the construction, like a camp. That works.

Other people see this, and so everyone starts looking for a place to sleep. I realize that I can only get my sleeping bag if everyone has found a place. Bale is comfortable. Two other guys join us. One goes for the bench, although it is small. The other one is bigger, fat, and lies down beside me. I'm not comfortable with that, but it can be done.

Later in the dream it is light, and people are up and about. We continue down the broad sand lane. Some of us have left earlier and are a long way ahead, among them Bale and a friend that she made. I found a friend too, and together we are much slower.

At some point we come to a construction that looks dangerous. There is a difference in level. The lane continues more than two metres lower. Where we are standing now looks like a roof. Square. Underneath is nothing. And it is shabby now that we want to get down. My friend is first, but he has not got the guts to jump, so it takes a while.

Right below us is a hole, dark, and a metal grill, but the openings are so big you can just fall through, so my friend does not dare to do anything. What happens is that the roof now also begins to balance and shake, so we have to keep our footing. In the meanwhile I inspect the whole situation. The girls are downstairs and looking at us. They've been there already a long time, no problem for them.

Then I think I see how they did it. On the left (on the right from the perspective in which I see the dream) is a stair like construction, made of boxes for plants, and tin cans or flat bowls, orange, for water. There is a whole series of these, on the right, and stair like. It is not really balanced, because they have no real support; And if I look well, I see that things are growing in the containers with earth.

But I don't care. I found a way, so I run to that side, which is the other side from where I'm standing, and descend this in one go. I get down easily. It is a little shaky, and you don't want to realize what you're doing while you're doing it, but afterwards it is okay. That is about where the dream ends, I think.

avocado= there were avocado's among the plants too. black ones, sometimes half.

Leap of Faith

1. Shattered Window Panes

In the dream I work full time, it is summer holiday, but I only have vacation at the end of it, somewhere in august. Then I will be two weeks at home, but it is still a long way from now and other people already enjoy their vacation. Bright atmosphere.

Children.

Later I am at my parents' place, on the terrace, lots of other people there. Something about school, that is primary school, maybe the classrooms, that is where I was first, a place that reminded me of De Kraal.

At some point in that location I was drinking from a public fountain, the water was in an earthenlike bowl on top of a pedestal maybe. The bowl was ochre or orange coloured. Clay. I drink from it. This is in the hallway, not the classrooms itself. In a corner. Rinse or cleanse?

At some point somewhere in the dream there was a discussion or conversation about ghosts or spirits and where you can see them. After a while it is clear that everybody in the room is familiar with seeing spirits, I had not expected that, none of them has ever talked about it.

There is a second discussion afterwards, about a mathematical formula. When I see it written, probably on the blackboard, I speak it out loud, because the symbols speak for themselves. All the others can't read it, that is why they hurriedly take notes. The last part of the formula is difficult, but it is in the English standard, and there is a T with a 6 and I know it stands for 10 power of 6, or something. Yellow or orange writing.

Then the part at my parents' place. My father especially. Children. Good weather. Playing outside. Brother N asks me something about the futon that is in the veranda, he wants to use it. He asks me where the DNA of a futon is located. I think about the creases where sand gathers in these things, but apart from that I can't imagine these things having DNA at all.

End of the dream is when we are carrying glass and it breaks. Glass window panes, I go get them, together with my father. They fall, or slip from the hands and shatter. And again. Now we are more in the neighbourhood of the garage. I try to help clean the glass shards from the floor. I have a special glass duster for that which is really mini, and thin as the edge of a blade, but it somehow works, if I am careful. There were several panes. Many of them ended up sticking vertical in the ground, or terrace, up, with a shattered edge.

2. Three Undead And Milking African Mothers

 Place that looks like a playground. High buildings fence off. Something about films, someone says something about Jurassic Parc, I say I haven't seen the film yet. This is when we say goodbye. I give a goodbye kiss, but the first one I give a kiss is a guy, it comes natural.

Bale is here.

Something about a small space.

Then a big square, and on the right, where I am not, there is a plaque on a big door that says may email name, which refers to dreaming. Someone put it there as slander, but I don't care, because I don't give it attention, and because I never go in that direction. Square reminds me of St Jacobs in Leuven. So we are on the other side. Other people advise me to take it off, this plaque. The threat that seems is meaningless.

According to the dream, a whole text was associated with this nameplate, big like A4, but it is not there, so no threat at all. Before, I also put this out, but in a place that was appropriate. So somebody seems to wish me ill. This is also discovered when someone tells me someone has secretly deposited 20 euros on my account, which means I will have to take it off, so I am not touched by this person. But there is an inherent threat that the person will deposit 20 euros every day, till the situation is solved. What the situation is I don't know. People keep warning me and are concerned. I care not. They say I should not stick out. (I suppose this is about facebook, interpretation).

Something else, about exams?

Later still, inside a house, dark, one room, ground level, I am there with Bale, and three other people I have seen earlier in the dream and I know I can trust. Now they reveal their true nature, they are all zombies or vampires. Three men, very strong, supernatural strength. They want to help me. There is one who is more intelligent, and he leads the pack. They are all three different creatures in fact. I am okay with it, but once we are alone in the room, they come closer, and become dangerous.

They feel like the presence of spirits, but only vaguely.

In the centre of the room is a table. After a short while they attack Bale. I am never the target. One of them attacks Bale, and the boss is there immediately after to defend Bale, protect her. So the three of them fall against the wall in the corner. The attacker had a piece of broken glass in his hand, but in the commotion, suddenly, it now has slit his own throat. So Bale is safe, and the offender has been stabbed, wounded. Bale tries to hurt the offender more, and tries to cut deeper, but this does not work, and then it dawns to her, but I am still ignorant.

Now Bale accuses me of not having protected her, to have put her in danger, that is she has turned into a zombie herself. The fact is that when she tried to kill off the offender, this person did not want to die, and she realizes he is already dead. And that is what she shouts at me: he is dead. They are undead.

Immediately, Bale accuses the boss too, saying that they set it up, and now she has become a crossbread of two kinds of undead creatures, and I see her shapeshift and change. And when that happens, I back away. They two or three go to the kitchen next door, so she is still conscious, and wishes me no harm. She becomes very big, blown up, her face changes, as if blown up like a balloon, her skin colour is brown now. I put her in this danger.

I don't like to see her like this.

A bit later the dream continues after a time lapse, I have become a small African girl, who has just been bitten to become a zombie too, this was ultimately my fate. And I am destined to serve the lords of this house. This is when I leave the original two rooms, via the second room which I called the kitchen, I come into a bigger hall, where I see more of the same, African ladies, under a spell, they are all slaves and servants, and they all wear scarifications. I go through the room and go outside, and outside is the woods, and the whole thing looks like a scene from New Orleans.

African mothers who have become zombies gather in the hall, I watch. They gather and undo their shirts, their tits become visible and I see what they are up to, they will have to collect their milk for this or that ceremony I have get to see. I wonder how they will milk themselves, but they just press and pinch and little bits of milk come out. I think this is completely wrong and though on the edges of my consciousness I know what it will be used for or for whom, I never get to know in the dream. This was the end of the dream.

3. Lost in the Diestsestraat

(Lucid Dream)

I arrive at the public library of Leuven from the Diestsestraat. Either morning or evening, not many people about, but inside is a sort of buzz. Already in the first hall when I enter, two or three people are busy. I recognize them. They work in other libraries and buy their books in our store. That already surprises me. Then I see them take books out of the library and piling them on top of a table which is in the middle of the hallway right at the entrance where I came in. There is something curious about the books. That is the second thing that surprises me. These are books from the store.

At the same time they are drinking champagne or cava.

At some point one of them opens the drawer underneath the table and a whole stack of books is revealed. Every book has a label sticking out that marks it as one of our books from the store. I realize that they want to return these. That would be a lot. I don't say anything, because I'm not sure what is happening.

I can see them coming from the direction of the actual library, with bags full of books, and the person of this library is also present. So, what they're doing is certainly arranged. I don't know what to make of it.

When I leave the place, I take the Diestsestraat, because that way is the shortest to my home. I think I must have said goodbye. I believe there must have been some interaction between us. I must have been there for a reason, and when it was done, I could go. And I hurry home.

Still, not many people about. The road, which is a pedestrian area, takes a strange bent, and I follow, but the place does not look familiar to me. I feel a bit lost and keep walking, reasoning that if I go this way, I must surely end up at the right place, which would be either the Bondgenotenlaan, or if I am really that lost, the station, but neither appears. I see dead ends but never take them, so I keep going, hoping I will eventually reach the station. But even that does not work, because the street turns a sharp right and goes up. This confuses me, because it is not there in real life.

The whole way was light and lucid and I wondered about the many open space, the peacefulness of neighbourhoods, the greens and the trees that I could see, not the middle of a city anymore.

I think that when I take the turn right, I will come to the Bondgenotenlaan, so I have hope. I walk up. A little more than halfway up I see two cars blocking the way. I consider squeezing through. These are big cars, meant to drive in the field, all terrain. With big wheels, high seats, very robust, almost military.

From here I can already see that the street will end, but I want to check anyway. Can I squeeze through, there seems to be an opening, but they are parked so that their front wheels overlap or touch, and I can only climb over them. I do this. There is nothing else I can do. The street is muddy and dried sand is underneath the wheels of these cars to show that they are used for driving in the wild.

When I get to the other side, I see the end of the street. There are big apartment blocks and people at leisure, I think it is morning. Maybe a Sunday. And I go a little further. There is a canal or a river running through this part. And I don't go near it, but I can see the water clearly, and it looks like the glacier waters in the Swiss mountains, very wild, very pure, running fast, broad river, rocks protruding. I like it, but it is not within my mission now to investigate this. It runs in such a direction that I don't have to pass it, I will not. But when I turn to go back, I see these kinds of rivers turning up next to me and a little way ahead, everywhere. I ignore these as best as I can, and think them away. This kind of works, and I am not touched by it.

+ When I walk the street, about halfway after crossing another street, I see a shop on my left that I have been meaning to visit, because I want to verify if I know the shopkeeper. And this seems to be a good moment to do that, because the shop has put some stalls and stuff outside on the pavement. It looks much bigger than I remember, I've never entered the store before.

There are big red umbrellas, more like parasols. At first I pass the place, then I think I should have entered, and I go back a few paces, but I can't find the shop. People walk by, this place is more crowded. I look around me but I can't find the shop, at least not a way to get in, because I still see things that refer to the shop.

Because I can't find it, I don't enter and continue. This is when the street takes on a new dimension and I become lost.

(LUCID DREAM)

Later in the dream I am driving a car, maybe with other people in it, and we drive in the direction opposite of where I was earlier in the dream. Now I am in the country, maybe even abroad, nature. There is a mountain, we take the mountain pass. This goes steeply up, on my right is the mountain wall, on my left the ravine or abyss. The car is red, and small, and has round features. It goes well driving up. At some point I think I am getting the hang of it and I hear the engine. I consider changing gear, but decide against it because the way it is now will be able to carry more force. Then I hear the engine make louder and louder noise and I think I should have changed, but it is too late, I have to go through with it in this gear, so I do. And I go up, still go up. It is possible I was following another car. There are also houses on the left, more up on the mountain, left of the road.

Then I suddenly see a gap in front of me. Part of the road is gone. And the hole is big and deep. Even if you would jump you would never make the other side, and you would fall rather deep and crash. The gap is triangular and looks hewn out of the rock of the mountain.

Now I am really sorry of not changing to a higher gear, but I take a moment to decide and keep putting my foot down and speeding, the engine roars. And I take the leap of faith, because I know I'm dreaming. (Lucid Dream). And I reach halfway of the gap, but I don't really fall and nothing bad happens. The dream just changes scene. This is amazing.

Next I find myself on the other side, the car is standing still. There are other people about, possibly those that were driving in front of me, people I know in the dream. I can't remember well what happened there, people trying to help, healing was needed. I don't know.

+ This is what happened, on that side of the gap I find myself with a baby in my hands. I don't know where it comes from, but I am okay with it after a while. I'm sure it's not mine.

Again the dream shifts, now to a completely unrelated scene. I am in the house of Bale. Friends are there. I'm in the sofa, sitting, in front of me is a low table with a red cloth. And red cushions. Cat V is there and when I put my feet on the table to rest, the cat goes lying on it. And I change position or move a bit around from time to time, but the cat just lies relaxed on top of it. Light, bright.

4. Computer Crash

(Hypnagogic Dream)

I'm in the shop, light, customer comes, troubles with the computer, slow, or crashed. I try another time but it does not work.

A colleague, maybe Tama, is working at the other till, but it has the same fault. Someone is at the desk too.

The shop is busy.

When it takes too long, the customer says he will buy it somewhere else, and I say nonono, I can do it. But the customer has no patience. Then other people start coming, two IT persons help me, but mostly just stare at the screen and are no help.

And then Brva is also there, and we all see there is a problem.

And then even Inro is there and sits among another bunch of people, headed by Kr who is sitting at another computer on my left. They have taken out chairs and sit comfortably, while they watch and listen. The girls behind Kr are a bit giggly and want to show Inro something, so she touches the hind neck of Kr and she says it is true what they say, but I don't know what it is that she was feeling for. However, she takes rather a long time touching Kr and I am a little jealous.