Into the Painted World

1. Cracked Horn

A man is filming himself. House I am not familiar with. All the time I am holding a small drinking horn, which is filled with some kind of cream, and the horn has cracked and is split. So I have to hold it all the time, otherwise I would spill the content. It is not explained to me why I have to do this, but I know I can't let go. I walk around with his, avoiding the other persons. The house is built in such a way that it feels like a place in between worlds. And some rooms feel different than others. I avoid the rooms that are too close to the normal world, which is on the left, I stay on the right. Brick walls, grey, dark slate.
In some rooms the cream which looks like butter and is therefore solid, sinks, and in others it rises. So I have to regulate this constantly, because when I walk from room to room, I have to adjust the level of the cream again. I don't know how to describe this cream, maybe it also looks like ice cream, but it is room temperature.

2. Claw of Fire

Maybe the same dream.
Then there is something with words, and they are used as codes. Such a code is Claw of Fire, which is in fact Glorifier. There were many puns like that. I can't remember what this is about, but it was mysterious.

3. Haunted by Monsters and Painted World

Maybe the same dream still.
I arrive home from work, I have traveled long and no one is home. I am at the home of my parents. It is night so I make ready to sleep. The house feels empty and deserted, as if all the family has gone away for some reason. Yet, when I go to my bedroom, I see behind the window, standing outside on the porch where the front door is, a large puffin. It is so large that I almost mistake it for a penguin. This is a spirit. I know it immediately, but the bird is hiding, because it wears a white towel all over its body. And I have to turn back to my room and look again to see what it actually is. I was on my way to the bathroom. I also see there is snow on the porch.
Inside, when I go back to the living room area, I suddenly see a black cat with bright yellow eyes running swiftly, and rather big, in the dark. And I immediately recognize that one as a spirit too. And then things become a little creepy, because I sense and see many ghosts in the house, and I am all alone and by myself. This sensation is the kind that makes you want to wake up and once you wake up not be able to sleep again, but it was so soft and gently and I was determined enough that I had no trouble with the presences.
At some point, my brother D comes to me and teases me. This is very creepy, because he does it as a ghost, in the veranda and in the kitchen. In the dream I cannot catch my sleep, though I know I should have gone to bed a long time already, and in the kitchen I see the time, it is about 1.25 in the morning. And that is when I decide to go to bed. N is also there and something about a beetle.
Now the house is filled with weird beings and monsters, they look very weird. Some just stand their and watch. (I did not take notes of how they looked, though in the dream it was very clear). At that point my parents also come home, one monster is following me everywhere. Something about a Rhino, or the word Rhino. (Maybe this is related to dream 2).
Later something about a film or making a film.
Later we walk the length of the street of our parents, B-street, to the beginning and something about a deserted house (I suppose this is where dream 1&2 come in). The spirits follow me, (can't read notes). Want me? Something something. This house has always been there, but now it is deserted, empty, grey. We go in anyway. Something about other people.
Inside is more light, a witch is in the house, I can't remember when or where we met her. She is in the corner of a large room. I am not scared of her at all, but she creates a painting on the floor which is 3D. Many colours, bright colours, wonderful sight.
Then I go into this painted world, and it is like a parallel world, only you keep contact with the room at all times. The world goes over me like waves, especially green. This is like a sea, but very different. N is with me and goes in as well. I want to test the reality of this world, and have a knife in my hand and intend to cut the leg of my brother, because he wears his swimming suit his leg is naked. My theory in the dream is that he should not bleed because according to the laws of this world no colour can be added and there is no red, only blue and green. So I go behind N and cut his thigh which must hurt, though I can't know whether he will feel pain or not, but the cut becomes red, so he bleeds anyway. The colours are real.

4.Special Children

I am home alone. 
Then my mother is there and she tells me she plans to go to China for a year. With this she means I have to watch the house. This results in me being alone in the house, and I am not looking forward to it.
Obviously my father will go with her. My brothers are also present. But there are also children. First they are adolescents, I have to take care of them along with the house, about three guys, and I look forward doing things with them. Then one of them, the only one I give attention, appears to be only twelve years old. The man looks like a customer that was in the shop recently. When I look around me now I see that the others have become younger as well. I think it is still okay, because twelve year olds are still easy to deal with.
Then I go to the kitchen, but the children have become really young now, like seven or eight, and I don't like that, because I don't want to take of small children at this point.
All of these children are gifted or talented in a special way. I can sense and see it, but none of them performs, maybe because they never learned. Anyway, I recognize they are special children, and I feel my responsibility increases with that, but it also makes me proud that someone thought that I am the right person to educate these children.
From note: I explain the rule.

5. Nail Clipping

Same dream.
In the middle of the night I wake up and I go to the dining room, sit down on a chair and start clipping my toe nails, of my left foot only. I am very careful, because it seems one of the nails is become loose and might fall off, I don't want that, so I ignore it and clip it carefully, but it happens two or three times, always the same nail, but I can't remember which one, maybe thumb, or either the one next to that. There is another nail which is wrong in a way, because the nail is fragmented, splintered, and it is difficult to clip.

Jusm is there and me, somewhere, and we watch a film. There is a character with a name that sounds like the combination of Magdala and Nanna (can't read notes). A girl is about, but although I touch her a few times to see if she likes me, because she is beautiful, she goes to Jusm all the time. This happens twice. Jusm and me are on an edge, there is some party going on, but we just stand there, because we don't know what to do. This girl, dressed in some purple, long brown hair, healthy, in a pony tail, passes and talks to us, she directs her attention to Jusm, I try to get her attention too, she is sensual in a way. Jusm does not see any of this.
Two times are different, and I know I am still in the same dream.
Later, in a different place in the house, a man is playing with matchbox cars, we join, a woman is there. Lots of cars. I don't see the meaning of it.

6. Wrapping Herbs

Last dream.
I am helping at the till, unfamiliar surroundings, half outside. Women at the counter, I happen to be there and decide to help. Two tills.
The second customer is difficult. She has lots of things, all tiny, about seven or nine. At the same time another customer is there and has only two things, somewhat bigger. I work on the right till, the woman who was there already on the left. I just finished my first customer and now I can take on the next, which is the one with many thing, but the woman is also ready so there is some confusion among the three of us who will do the customer, but I take it and the woman on my left is relieved, because she knew it would be trouble, but I can take it. All customers are also women.
I ask the customer whether these things need to be wrapped with gift wrap, and she says yes, and I ask if all must be wrapped separately and she explains how things should be wrapped, so I start with that. And I sort the things. The things look like trinkets. Two are bigger, but still small, like a fourth of the palm of my hand, and the others are smaller, like one section of a finger.
When I start wrapping the first, I take one of the big trinkets and something else, but the something else changes into a herb, like parsley, and it becomes very difficult to wrap. I have very ordinary paper, and I try but I have difficulties. I have also trouble with the tape and taping it, so I leave it aside, when I am finished, but it is not well done. Then I turn to the next, but by now all trinkets have changed into herbs, and it is very difficult to pack. I take a bunch which was next. Postelein, she explains. Rose Moss. I try to be very gentle, but I can't get it wrapped and it becomes complicated. Maybe Rue. I try to finish that second package, but it does not work, and now the first one comes loose. I don't know what to do.