Disrespect for my Books

1. Distant Future brought Near

I am returning from somewhere and want to pass by the soup bar, it is the same man, but in a different location. And he doesn't sell soup, but pies and pastries, which is even better. I don't get any, because I had not ordered on time.
When I get home, house of parents, then he is there again, on the side next to the garage. Light. It is winter, the weather is good and a lot of people are about. So I go in the house first, but then remind myself I want something to eat. But when I go to him, I already have something in my hands and it is warm, like a croquette, with meat, nice, in a paper napkin. I use both hands and take a bite from it now and then. I leave the garage by the side door, and opposite is his stall. People are there. I wait till it is my turn, then I ask a pancake. It is 3,67 says he. I have to pay now, but that is a little difficult since I have this other thing in my hands, which also reminds me of a smoutebol, because there is a lot of powdered sugar on top, and I am eating that.
Also a fragment in the house, which looks bigger and much different than in reality. Kitchen, living room. I want to clean up stuff of mine that I shoved beneath a table long ago in wait of when I would return. Now this is an open space in the middle of the house, as if a garden, but on the sides are tables and rooms and so on.
I put piles of books and comic books beneath one particular table, but now I see that much of it is gone, and I feared this would happen, either my mother or my brothers have all binned it. Some of it is still underneath, and some of it they changed place and is at the other side of the garden and there are shelves there, and I see my papers and notes lying there, and there is no order, and I will never be able to sort everything out, so I regard it as lost.
Now I remember that I foresaw this and so I had taken the important books with me, and some other things are hidden in this house, and I see that these are untouched. I don't give away the secret places yet, because I don't need it now.
What's more, a bunch of comic books have been given me, because they think I collect these, and they take up much space. Nothing of this has been taken care of in years. So I have to clean up.
This fragment might have come before the pancake, but the early meeting with the soup man was in the beginning. So chronology of dream record is a bit mixed up.
I am looking for the money to pay the pancake, but the man says he has no more. I rummage a long time in my money bag. There's no notes, and only a few coins. But there is a lot of room in the section for coins, and I see many other things rolling about when I rummage, among which a condom, and then two others. And a girl on my right looks over my shoulder, because she wants to take a look and see if I have enough money, but I don't like that. I don't want that.
When I go back inside I want to start tidying up, but I am not allowed by my mother, because she is scared.
There is also some party going on, so there are a lot of people. It is the kind of table you use for a feast.
There is also a message from the future, and something from the distant future is brought to the near future. And at some point, possibly in the kitchen, I say something and mother did not know this about me, some of my plans, and she gets angry because she wants to know how my career is going but I don't tell her. I don't know what she's talking about, this was not about my career, nothing has changed regarding that. This was about giving a talk.

2. Space Tourism

There is a party going on, lots of people, I keep to myself and don't mix. People in the dream include Bale, Inro. There is light. I am in conflict with my mother.
Something about history, maybe teaching it, or questions about it.
End of the dream was in the house of parents and somewhere else outside at the same time, I am watching a video game, and have the screenplay as a book in my hands too, understand it well and like it much. Then my brother D comes, and I just read a funny part and thought he would like it too, so I show him and point out from where he better starts to read. Online game, very complex. Living room. When I read an earlier part of that book, I saw outside while I am inside sneaking towards us one animal I can't remember, and then the two wolves, Geri and Freki, and then the two ravens too.
The first animal was a sheep, brown, big, small head. In the dream I knew the name.
Before that there is a section where I see a dog carried over the mountains by a bunch of balloons, like in Up, and the balloons can't hold him anymore, and every time I think he will fall from the edge to certain death, but he does not. Then there is another victim of balloons, this is a sheep, but its position is stable, or it even knows how to move about independently. Then the dog comes to some small protruding stone and can only fall of the cliff. Light.
Before that is a fragment where I walk away from the dinner or party, and I go through a hallway first, which might also be outside, like the side of a school, and behind that is some sort of room, but it looks like an exhibition, and is also outside, blue, dark blue, purple. There are chairs, to lie in, like at the sea. I see Tama across sitting in one, but I saw her husband at the beginning of this place, on his own. And there is a lot of distance between them. Garden chairs. After that is the exhibition itself, and this is paired with an activity, everything at this party is organized like this, even if this place is a long way from the centre of the party. All kinds of books and papers are exhibited, in glass cases of different kinds. And when I take a look, because I am interested, it is all my stuff. Sketches from a long time ago, even maths, and books and notes.
I am returning here since a long time.
(And maybe of former dream, books piled by brothers is a mess, they did so because they envy me, or expresses their envy or that of others). I'm not really welcome, I am too special.
Also something about space tourism, I see yuppies with their personal space crafts in space, and friends among themselves in space in a space cafe.
The dream was very busy and a lot happened which I can't remember.