The Name of the Rainbow

1. Someone from Heaven

People have assembled. Place that is outside, but enclosed, so it feels inside, long access road, as wide as the place itself, then the place itself, which has the looks of a big hall, on top of hill or mountain, and at the other end of it is an room, which is separate and there is a door to it. The first hall is for waiting and preparing, the second is for actually doing stuff, what we all came here for. The first hall may also have a little market, like you would at a psychic fair.
No one I know. I go in at a certain point. I see Kaco there, on the side, on the right, and being very timid, but I don't make contact, and I don't when I go back either. I ignore her.
I can't remember what happened inside, but when I go back outside, then I go back to my own stall, which is on the left, a woman has a stall next to me, she is definitely experienced in these kind of things, I think that she even does not go in anymore. I start to pack my stuff. I had laid out on a piece of cloth my crystals, and now I take them one by one, the precious ones first, which are the diamonds. But I realize when I do this that it was indeed a good idea not to bring the diamonds out, and lay them on the cloth, because they get dirty and lost in the folds of the cloth. And so I put either those or the rock crytals away. I have a small plastic box that reminds me of my seal ring, and put it in, but I have difficulties in closing the box, because the soft stuff that is there to protect the stone is coming out over the edges and even after a few times I can't close it.
Then I leave.

After that, the scene changes, I am no longer alone, and I am not on the mountain but at the sea now. Family is with me. We are driving a bus, I am driving, no one is on it. It is easy to drive in the water and back out of it, I try a few times. It is easy because there are mats on which cars and trucks can drive into the water, there is no difference in level, and that feels a little unnatural, there is no real beach either. The mats are plastic and have to colour of grass. Plastic or rubber.
Next we are on the water and we travel a long way, and the sky is a deep pink or rosy, eternal dusk kind of thing, everlasting evening. We float on the water like a boat, but it still a bus. We travel for at least five weeks, which might be a number that I rationalized in the dream, because if I hadn't then I would still be on it, so I had to cut it short (lucid?).
At that point I have lost all bearing, and I don't know what's fore or aft and there is sea everywhere and it all looks the same. Yet I have no fear. The colours are still strange. The horizon looks the same in all directions. This condition lasts for some time.
Only because I decide it is five weeks does it become finite again, and we find land. A very different continent than where we came from, which was innocent and joyous and free. Now we come out of the water, and the change from sea to land is the same as before and trucks are driving from the sea to land, so I know it is the right thing to do and we can do it too.
The whole place looks military, and I am shocked by the level of civilization that we meet. The all speak proper and everything is organized. I find it disturbing and I become a little homesick to the child's play of before. This place is too stern.
Scene changes again, and we are inland in an urban area, walked there for a bit and then come behind a certain building. Native population is here, too. Suddenly at the back of the building we look up and in the sky we see some sort of rainbow, but it is only one colour, gold, golden light, and it arcs across the sky and I see where it touches the land, though it is faraway and behind trees like usual.
Apparently, the local people know about this phenomenon but they don't know what to make of it and there is a little bit of fear, ignorance, uncertainty. I see the alien descend in a straight line from the top to where we are. He is completely humanoid, but dressed in a dark space suit. Where he came from in the arc, there is a gap, and now it is as if two separate streams or currents make up the rainbow. But a line of line also marks the way this person comes down or goes up.
When I see all this I immediately understand it, I know what it is and I know fear is unnecessary. I don't say anything though but the alien does not do anything either, just stands there, he is on my right.
I do take action. And I can do this because I now what I'm dealing with, and I look up, and send a strong line of light up (?) and I open the gate to heaven in that way, and no one had thought it was possible, but the fact that the man from heaven came down created the opportunity. To do this I make use of my bow (?) of light, possibly bow and arrow.
And to materialize it I name the places where the rainbow touches the earth, first on my right side and then on my left side. I can do this because I know the name of the Rainbow. I can't remember the name I used for the right side, and I also can't remember what that place looked like, but the technique was to split the name of the rainbow in twain and use those as anchor points relating them to earthly positions. So the second position or the left arc I name Tesa-Wood, because there is a wood far on the left, and because the second part of the name of the Rainbow is Tesa.

After this episode I am back on my original continent with my family and I am very happy, as a child and cycling on my bicycle the way home that we we came in the first place. And this place is natural and light and on a height and looks like the surroundings of a video game.
My brother D is reading a book and lags behind for that reason. And some girls are there too. And I see what happens. Where he stops by the road side there is a little hill, but bunnies live in it. And first a white one comes out and then a black one, and they go back inside, and this happens a few times, but clearly there are many bunnies and half of them are white and the other half is black. But the black ones come out more often. It is a very picturesque and peaceful scene.
Then it changes a little. I am where my brother is, or who catches up with us, though the memory of the black bunnies is still strong. And I lie in a cradle of some kind, but this must be inside in a house of sorts, and someone is lying beside me on my left, a woman, but no interaction because she is asleep, and my intention is to sleep too, only D is still up and about and there is still space on my right for this is a cradle for three persons and someone should lie down there and then we can all sleep. Sometimes I have my eyes closed and sometimes open. And next time I open them I see how he put the cat V in the cradle, on my right. Some space between. And he tries to feed the cat. I think that is nice. D has difficulties to feed the cat and tries all kinds of things.
I look at V and try to establish some contact, am curious if she still remembers me. Here I am not sure of chronology anymore, but this happens. She come closer, and comes close with her head to my cheek and blows on it. And I think this happens on two occasions. The first time, D comments that she is about to throw up, though I interpreted as affection. But that breaks the contact. I think after that I look at V very intently, and she turns her cat head to me and looks at me, and this is a lucid moment and though the eyes and face are of a cat and furry, I look into her eyes, sharply, and only once and a little bit, at the end, does she move her brows, as if she wants to tell me something, but I know that looking is fine with cats, no more is necessary.
Then the second time she blows in my face, she is close to my face and it is linked with a text that I was reading, in Old Norse, something about Blaesinn. And what the cat does is like magic, the act is a magical act, though the feeling is not so strong. But I think it is special that a cat can do this.

The dream ends, but I am still in REM phase and a new dream follows in an entirely different place, with entirely different people and an entirely different atmosphere. However, there might be a link with the sleeping.
Square room, dark or black, maybe someone beside me, like a woman, but in the background. I am looking in front of me, but maybe from a bed, and there is a window on that side, and light. And there in the corner I see a young blond man playing a song. And I listen carefully, and this must be a new song by Nirvana, the lyrics and the melody are typical, but I don't know the song, it seems to be a medley of different older songs. I don't see K.C. himself though. But I hear the music very clearly and listen attentively.
The reason why I know it is a new song, even if I know it is impossible, is because K.C. sings about iphones and smartphones. Then a second famous man appears, and this is Samuel Jackson.

2. The Long Way Around

Beginning of dream that I remember is in a house, I have a day off from work, and am in my apartment, the stairs is on the left side, the space is one big living room, rather old fashioned, a kitchen and balcony at the backside. A big wooden table in the centre, carpet, bookshelves on the left. Rather dark.
I am spending my time there when Evwe comes in, because she and Keva live here in the house too, we share the house. But both of them are supposed to work today, but Evwe it seems has to go home and back for something particular. Keva is at work.
She is at the table. When I realize we are alone, I decide this is my best chance to approach her and see what she does. So I am on her right first but go behind her back to her left, but come much closer and when I am close enough behind her I touch and hold her for a moment, and she does not look back in anger, but does nothing, I keep it on for a while, but she gives no answer.
I'm not sure what happened then, maybe Keva came in to get her, and the three of us are off to work.
If I remember well, Keva and Evwe went ahead of me, but Keva came in to check on his food, which is a dark place that I did not know about on the left, and now I see when he left that a big pot of peanut butter is on the rack and he said that everyone could use everything, I have a pot of peanut butter as well, but in my personal cupboard and it is almost finished, so I am looking forward to using his. I also see he has two pots of spaghetti sauce, and they are actually mine, and they have been here for a while and I think that now I see them I should open one and use it. I was thinking of a certain recipe and I can use that, though I don't eat meat.

Anyway, I am going to work as well and once we are outside we are in the city of London. Light.
I remember that we descend some stairs in a public place going to the lift to get us down, but many other people are here too, and I don't know how things work so I am slow. When the lift arrives, many people come in, and many go in. I let it go. Keva and Evwe are gone with them. I stay behind but I have to get down somehow too. 
This is a kitchen too, and people who have just arrived or who are about to leave are having breakfast here, and most of it is cooked and hot, and they are all packed in the corner, with suits, and I think it is a funny side, and I consider for a moment to join, but there is no room and I don't like the atmosphere. So I go back to the lift, which is behind of me, and look how it works. I see the display which says up and down, and it appears there are a lot more levels to this building than I expected. I thought there was only first floor and ground floor, but if you go down you automatically arrive in the garage, which is too low and I don't have to be there at all. The lift also works in one of two ways and it is a combination of floors, but none of the combinations suits my wish.
When I push the button to call the lift, I see that many other levels above ours exist and that the lift might go up all the way first before it comes down, and it will take so much time, I realize I let my chance slip by the first time.
Anyway at some point I am outside, light again. London. I am wearing nothing but a t-shirt. I can't remember all of it. There was a woman with us too, who had to go the same way as us, and she was very understanding of my situation, but I can't remember who she is.
At some point we are relaxing, but in fact we are waiting to cross the street, but I lean back against a fence or hedge. The two ladies are on my left, that is the woman and Evwe. I try to stay in the background because I am only wearing this t-shirt. This must be for some time now. I have no underpants since some time, so much is clear. But I am also only wearing one sock, on my left foot.
When the lights turn green for us to cross the road, it takes a moment for me to realize that we have to keep going, and I need some time too, because the other sock is on the pavement but I want to put it on. I take it from the floor and it is dirty, grey of soot, and I think that must be the cars' combustion. Even in such a short time my sock became dirty, but I put it on anyway. Then I take up a tile which I had already with me. It is a stone tile from a pedestrian area pavement, but not from here, I was carrying it with me for some time already. And I keep it in front of me as if to hide my private parts.
People look a bit funny, but I pretend as if I am carrying a tile and just happen to be naked and cross the road.
Then we come to some other difficulty. Maybe I am alone again there for a moment. And the problem is that I seem to be in a wrong side of London and I also don't remember anymore what the right direction is or what the name of the street is where I work, though in my mind it is in the west. The others must have found their way.
How did I get into this situation, I was following someone's guidance and suddenly left the underground, which I should not have done. I have no ticket with me anyway. Besides, I leave the underground all the way on the left side, where there is something for wheelchairs that is open, so I can pass. I follow some guy's example in this. But now I can't travel underground anymore and I clearly got out in the wrong place.
Big street. I try to look for sign posts but can't read them. Even if the others who are or were with me can and seem to point me in the right direction (am not sure of chronology here). So I cross the street after a while and ask the man who is guarding an other entrance to the underground station, and he says I have to take the bus or the boat. The walk through things that he guards as entrance are red. I go back a little, because between that and the signposts were machines and they were both for tickets and for making phone calls. So I will now phone my work to ask them the address.
Before that I discussed with the guardian what the address might be, because I had no clue anymore. But we decided on High Street. The I am at the phone booth. There are some in a row, maybe three or four. And other people now use them as well, and on the backside there are more. Or on the backside they are ticket booths, self service.
I look at the machine. I am on the left one, I look to my right and everyone seems to be able to operate this, but I can't find the right keyboard. On the left is something to put your paying card in, but there are a few more keypads on the machine and I don't find the one which could dial a phone number. This is a problem. Fragment ends there but continues somewhere else again.
Now my friends are with me again, I don't remember how we got where we are, but they know the way and we hurry, and come to a big complex building, which looks like a castle, palace, or some Oxford college. Now my friends are guiding me, they take me along inside, in the income hall which is still public, then it becomes difficult again, because we are not allowed to go any further. I don't know how they found this building, but I now that if we walk it to the very end of it then we will arrive in the place where we need to be. This surely is the long way.
Some people are coming out of the wooden double doors, a stairs behind those. Three students, one tall guy is carrying a two handed sword for some fancy ceremony I suppose, the sword is really big, and I like that and think I must be in the right place. They go outside, my friends make clear that this is the moment to sneak in, which we do, and no one stops us.
Then we are inside, but it is still difficult because we don't have access throughout the building, we need keys, someone on the central room knows us, dressed in white and pink and sits down as if watching a game of tennis, and has keys, a woman, and she might lend us. I think that is what the ladies are discussing. I follow their steps. Where I need to be is all the way in front, because we came in through the back door. And a man, maybe my teacher, is waiting for me there.