Meerkat Invasion

1. Taiji

Practicing taiji in a group, inside, in a training hall, half dark, colours strong, not bright, but quality, pushing hands, all people close together as if there is no room, interior wood.

2. Tansy by a Stormy Night

Maybe the same dream.
At home, outside, in the garden. End of the world scenario. The weather is dark. My brothers and me are in the garden, at the side of the terrace, right side, maybe even at the neighbours. There is no longer a clear border between the two. Light and lucid.
We are in a hurry, parents are not home yet, but we try to save as much as we can. The situation is like that of an invasion, but what creatures invaded is uncertain, because it seems to be of animal kinds. And it is the animal kingdom that suffers most, we try to save animals, though only the small ones, all the big ones have been wiped out.
I can't remember exactly what happened, but we had to run for cover ourselves because we stayed to long outside, and all life outside and on the surface of the planet has already been exterminated. So my brothers and me are going towards the garage, which is open. We drag a big reed basket with us, which looks like a barrel. Cylinder shape. Open on top, although there is a lid. It is full of things we try to save, most of it dead, just the shells, and here and there very small creatures still alive, not really insects, can't describe it, maybe it is alien life. N carries it with him, he wants to protect this. We guard it with our lives. Their future depends on us.
Then, when we cross the grass, the garden, to the steps to get to the garage, suddenly a small, long, fox like animal crawls out of the ground, blond, long tail, and looks around and wants to attack. I know that if there is one then there are more, because they never come alone and they live in big groups, and they are all hiding underground. At this point they have to, because the surface is hostile. I think these creatures were the cause of the devastation.
I have my sword with me, taiji sword, but it is still packed in white linen. I feel for the right side of it, so that I don't grab it blindly by the blade, but by the handle, yet I'm not sure and wield it anyway, a little clumsy, like a club, and smash it bluntly on the creature, which moves quickly. The animal measures maybe 35 centimeters in length, the closest I know to it is a fox. Maybe the prairie kind, because of the colours, but shorter legs, crawls over the ground. The animal also reminds me of the meerkat. I keep smashing it, but it goes back underground. I fear more will come, and we hurry.
We get up the steps on the terrace and go to the garage, just in time, because it starts to rain and a strong wind starts to blow.
When we are inside, we place the box first at the opening of the garage and then further in, N carries it, to the door that leads inside. Meanwhile parents come home and drive the car in the garage. We see in the reed basket animal life, small creatures, not bigger than the upper part of my thumb, maybe like very big flees, jump out of the box, about a dozen. It gives me a sense of reassurance.
Then I don't know the chronology exactly anymore, but at some point my brothers go out again and to the front of the house. I follow. The wind blows hard, it gets darker because of the clouds, and it gets a little stormy.
We're on the street in front of the house and watch the spectacle. Something catches my eye immediately, there is a row of certain plants in the field, they have never been here before. And some place in the row is missing, as if someone walked through it or removed it, the row is long and covers the length of the street, but this missing part is only a few meters. I recognize the plant by its yellow flowers, it is tansy.
(More happened or more people were present but I can't remember, a girl present I think).
Now I look at the field proper and I see more rows of tansy planted in it, I don't know why this is and I think it is strange and probably linked with the events of extinction.
I remember a fragment, but it was inside, sitting at a table, other people around, some across of me, maybe this was in the kitchen, he stands up and asks me something, but I tell him I don't have an acre, I mean a field. I repeat that several times.
The wind is very strong.
Once inside, I roam about on my own, because the rest is still in the garage taking care of things I have no knowledge of. I go to the bathroom. Don't remember what happened there. But then I go to the veranda, I see it rain and see the window is open a little. I would like to go out and feel the rain on my skin. I don't know if that is a good idea and think about it a while. But it can't hurt and I go out in the rain. No one sees me, so no one can tell me off. I clearly see the terrace, it is the old one. So maybe it is a memory of very long ago, because the neighbour's house was not there either.
That is about where the dream ends.

3. Hunters

Pesl and Vidc. Can't remember context.