Queen City River

1. Two Lemonades

There is lemonade with bubbles and also something with bubbles like champagne or cava to drink. I think there were two lemonades.

2. Chick Peas Stew

There is a small kitchen. We are cooking. There are two main dishes. One is with chick peas. I have these in a kind of wok and add liquid, water, now and then to let them simmer and make it a stew. This is on the back fire, on the front fire, both to the right, is another pan, but I can't remember what. Though the food in the front pan is working much better. The chick peas don't seem to cook. When I finally take the chick peas off the fire, I put them in a glass bottle vessel to hold them. This is all in my apartment kitchen.
On the working tablet next to the fire are different glass bottles. One is empty and closest to me and this one I want to use for the chick peas, but there is another one that looks more or less the same and has honey in it. Because I don't pay attention well, I put the chick peas in the honey pot, and when I realize I curse myself, and the chick peas slowly sink to the bottom through the honey. The chick peas are still warm. I find I am clumsy, but then I leave things as they are because I can't change it now. And after that I am thinking that it might actually be nice to have chick peas with honey, might not be bad at all.
All the way through the dream I feel uneasy because I expect someone, also the person or being I expect is a force opposing me. He never comes, but I feel the pressure of his near presence on my actions, and I am aware all the time. When this being comes I know I won't be ready. That is why I am a bit uncomfortable.

3. Mother and Child

Something about a mother and child and food. This was a dream before the other two.

4. Twin Pool and Istanbul

We're at a swimming pool. It is a double one because where we enter is one, but this one is not used, and there is another one to the right, a door leads there, and this one is used. We are the only group present, and it takes an awfully long time before anyone takes a jump to swim. I stay at the left pool, but Stco is here and he is happy to go swimming and he goes to the right one and is in his swimming suit and cares not what the others think.
I don't feel like swimming at all.
The pool complex is underground. There is a young lady who is a teacher and she organized this, got us all here. I know most people. Everyone does as he or she likes. The lady has blond hair and is a bit too strict, so the others don't really allow her to mix with them, but I keep my distance at everything that happens too. They are all friends.
All those who don't swim stay to the left, standing, nothing happens, this is really boring.
There is something about seven books, when this is mentioned, my interest peeks and things get a bit more interesting, but it is not why we are here. Anyway, the change of topic makes me alive again. (I can't read my notes here). Something about right pool something something, also there is more light than at the left pool, and something about wanting to see her something something. And she comes to get me (but I can't remember the context).
The lady teacher is rather bright and active. I suppose she comes and get me, but I can't remember the context.
Then she makes her move and quickly leaves the pool, I see it happen. I know she will leave all of us behind. I know she will try to close the door and go off on her own. I don't let her. That is, I follow immediately when I see her take off, and I see the shutter behind the door go down already but I am quick enough behind her so that I am out of the pools with her. The rest of them stay behind. The ones at the left pool are confused, the ones to the right don't know anything yet.
Then the lady teacher goes to the cabin or head quarters adjacent to the left pool, this is an office, and there is a large window that looks out to the pool, in fact, to the right too is a large window so you see the hallway. I know she wants to close off everything, but things happen very slowly. She wants to shut herself in in this office. But I am still behind her and am in the office as well. This is the control room. She should have closed the door in the hallway, but did not. The door of the office is shut and locked.
The next moment I hold her and things turn into sex.

Then the scene changes and I am outside in a city and running away, as if fleeing from somewhere, I am alone. I want to get away from where I am. I know the streets. I am in Istanbul.
I go over the something something (can't read). Streets. At some point I have my bicycle with me, there is a wide road made of different lanes, this is quite complex, this is too my left. Large buildings on the sides, and to the back of it there is a high wall. I see Turks sit on the sides. I take this road, and this might have been a change of thought, because I was heading straight through.
At the end of the lanes is the wall, but many Turks sit here and they smoke water pipe and have the kind of clothes you expect. There are stairs to the right that go up, and I think that is my best option, because the road does not continue here, it starts here and goes to where I come from, more or less, so I go up the stairs, which leads me through a series of small buildings and archways and maybe small shops, and I quickly get lost. I don't really know where I am.

Finally I go through a gate, and when I do that I am suddenly outside in the old part of the city, as if I have crossed a border. The border is more real than I thought, and now I can't return to the core of the city. I am excluded. Once you cross that border you can't reenter. I am shut out. I find that troublesome, but I am left with no other option than to follow the border to my left, which is in the form of a small wall. It is more light here, and you really are outside, though before it was like in the night and perhaps covered. The pavement is alongside a modern road, this place is much higher up than where I come from. You have a good view and see the city, but the feeling of being excluded of it is not nice. I try to do my best to find a way to reenter. As long as you are in you have the choice of being in the two worlds. I don't have that choice now.
I follow the street and the wall, and a bit further I see houses and the first house I somehow recognize, and I know who lives there, though I have never actually met the person or been here at all.
To my left you see the deep, and there is a big river, water swelling, full. The river is really really wide, and goes in cataracts down and seems to enter into the centre of the city. I don't see well from here how that works though. The water is churning and moving, and goes downstream, flows. Mighty river. I know the name of the river is Tesaract, not Cataract, and she is a queen. This is an amazing sight. I know the river is a living being. And intelligent. It flows towards the city.
I keep walking and find the house, which is white and has a strange construction, funny building, larger on top than below, and looks out over the water and I know an Englishman lives here and he used to be a writer and he had a lot of contact with the inner world once, but since many years he has been banned or excluded from it and lives here ever hoping to return, but I know he might just be my only solution to get in again. I know what he looks like before I see him, and he has a bushy curly hair cut, rather long, he is not yet fifty I think.
I go to the front, I see a door and windows, and stairs, all in white. Not a clean white though.
I see him come down the stairs inside, through the window, and I know he will come and open the door for me, even if I have not announced my self or rang the bell. When he opens the door we exchange a few words of greeting, but he is not interested. Then I tell him I know who he is: are you the writer Rob Robin (I don't remember the name exactly, but it was something like that). The name was on the door bell, but I had expected another surname. He is surprised when I tell him I know he is a writer, and he keeps from shutting the door and lets me in and says we should talk. 
Inside he explains that the sultan, who governs the city has some kind of rule about banishment. Something about six years, I can't remember now. Something about having inherited enough, maybe this is about me. Something about father and son. I think there is a woman living here as well, and the son is his, maybe eight years old, can't really say. Something about in the future. Something about the water, too.
At some point I see the water as it is and more like a lake that churns and moves all the time.
I know I will have to go in the stream. I don't know if this is a real part of the dream, because it might have ended in the house of the English writer, but I remember thinking about the entities living in the water, and I am in the water too, quite deep, too, and that I should be prepared and be able to know who is who in the water, because they will test me. There is not just the queen, but her three daughters as well, and I know their names in the dream, especially of the eldest, something with a's, but I can't remember now. And lower in the hierarchy is a bunch of water beings called Mercuries, and I am sure I will meet them all, or they might even come and help me.

+5. Vampirism

Hypnagogic dream or whatever.
Table, reminds me of Loving Hut restaurant. Bale on my right, I am on the left. Re is across of me, other people there, possibly Elbe and Rume. At some point I want to get up and get something or do something else, leave the table, and just at that moment I hear Re speak about his troubles with Bale, and they sound very similar as what I went through with her. So I don't leave, but out of politeness I stay, though I say nothing, but I am a bit worried that this happens to Re as well. He explains in detail, long time.