Caged Bear

1. Watering Plants

End of a dream.
Chwe is telling me a story which is some kind of paper she had to prepare, I listen carefully and am caught by it, because it seems to be about the Cathars or at least about some occult group from the Renaissance. After she reads the story, this is inside, in some sort of living room, I don't see any other people but us, but there might be other people around, I feel their presence, I think I am lying comfortably on my belly while she sits up and might be in front of a computer, which is too high for me to see and watch the screen.
So after that she starts explaining the story, maybe because I ask, and she sums up all the elements of the story, and about some she is very proud, I suppose because she thought of them herself. One prominent feature are the Jews in it, they play a large role and are the catalyst for the development of the story. When she says all that I see it as if in a cartoon, I see a picture drawn of two Jews and cart, they are family. Curly hair. She continues to situate the story, it is in the middle 1600s. There is an occult group, of this I can't remember the details. All of this information is real, not fiction, according to the dream. That is why I am interested.
After that I read the text myself, as if to correct, and even the first few paragraphs, I am caught up in it, because they contain so much interesting information, but I know that this is only the introduction to set the story. The story itself is less important to me. There is also the main city in the story which is the centre of the group, and this is called Grande.
I feel inspired to rewrite the text, and another feeling that comes along is that I want to do better than her, while I am not pressed to compete with her, so I struggle with that emotion. I write the text for myself, at that point I am in a different position and behind the computer, maybe on a high stool, and a bit further up in the same room.
To her it was a school task, to me it is a hobby.

Later, also the end, but can't remember what happens between.
There are plants all about me and they are Bale's, I think it is her who is here, or either Chwe. I water them, I have a hose for this.
Maybe the second time I do this from my bed, and the water hose has a very strong pressure, so I try to regulate it, the knob is within reach, Bale is in the glasshouse, which might be what this is, though the first time it was somewhere else which reminds me of the shed in the back yard of parents. There are two knobs or valves to regulate the water pressure. It is already all over the place. I turn the top one knowing it is not the right one, but it lessens all the same, Bale is a bit upset I don't immediately turn the right one, but this one is harder to reach, then I do, and when I do, all is more under control.
My dad is there, and it was raining at some point, possibly the first time.

There is a point in the dream where I am in the kitchen of parents and someone left raw meat there, chunks of beef, I suppose it is Chwe's, and I start making food with it, in particular black bean sauce. Brothers and father are there. The black bean sauce fragment is a decision made with my waking mind. 

2. Bear in a Stone Cage in the Kitchen

I am again in the kitchen. Dark, so late evening. Brothers are there. I am about to prepare food. I have a leftover from yesterday, which is beans with tomato sauce (prinsessenboontjes). I have already something prepared to make the vegetables with black bean sauce. Now I add the tomato sauce with the other. Then I put pots and pan on the fires. I have a little bit of trouble with regulating the fire, but I manage.
All the while my brothers are at the table talking.
Something happens, late at night, so that the cooking or at least the eating is postponed. My brothers are in the living room. When I dedicate myself to my pots and pans again, there is also something with a white creamy sauce, and this was the original I seem to remember, as do my brothers, who at that point are back at the table. But I can't remember what happened between.

Later still in the kitchen, there are friends of mine, that I only know in the dream, and not my brothers, they have gone, and they are talking about comic books, so I keep my ears open. It seems to go about fantasy, and I try to add my bit, but I know too little, and they all know each other better, and the comics they are talking about are in specific about the walking dead, and I am not really interested in that. I suppose all the while I am still cooking.
Then with the same people, the scene changes a little, because at the end of the kitchen is a cage, but it is made of stone, and a bear is trapped in it, we watch it. There is not much background information, and less do I remember. I know there is another party outside in the night, but I can't remember what they are doing or why. We should watch the bear. He sometimes comes to the bars of his cage, this is a small square opening in the stone prison. The top seems to be open, but not completely, and he can't escape at all. I'm not afraid at all. Maybe I feel pity.
The stone cage is at one time further away, and sunk in a deeper level of earth, so that it looks as if the kitchen is open at the side of the veranda and the cage is at the shed in the yard, but the cage is ever connected with the place we are in, but this gives the funny feeling of being in a place that is both inside and outside. The brick stones of the cage are old, and that building must be old. From when this place was something else.
Only at the end the bear escapes. And I am almost thinking this is part of the plan. There was some sort of time schedule that the outside party busied themselves with, maybe with midnight as a reference point. When the time is there the bear escapes. He is outside, the friends are afraid, I am not but understand the situation, and I try to track the bear, from inside the house.
The friends are all gothic electro type, a bit culty. When I go to my room, I hear music, and I suspect it comes from my own room. I go there and hear music, it is electro, but nice, I like it. It has suddenly turned on and this is linked with the bear escape. I know this is important, then I try to turn off the player, but it does not work, and then I see, the radio who had indeed turned itself on is linked with cables to another smaller one on top of a dressing table in the hallway. And this one has orange digital letterings on a display and it shows what is playing, and part of the name of the title is 'code' and part of the band name is 'servants of'. I can turn off this one first, and then my own radio, and that works. It played by itself, which reminds me of witchery.
After that I go to the bathroom and look through the window into the night to see if I see the bear being still around. That is the end of the dream, so nothing conclusive.

There is a fragment of dream where people, maybe the electro friends make a clay life size puppet of Homer Simpson, at that point naked still. This is in the corner of the kitchen, by the fridge.