Pink Snake

Monday 12 January 2015

1.
at night, outside, cycling home maybe, Chwe is there, on a cycle too, I take her hand, at first insecure, in fact, the whole time it is on and off.

2.
in a college building, I try to get away. The building is associated with my mother, or it is from her that I run. At long last I climb away, this is outside, a steep hill, and this takes me a real effort, all the way to the top, there are trees, and schoolgirls, I hope to see someone I know.
I want to get back in, the building on top. I enter, and leave and enter again. I am looking for a lift to go to the upper floors, there is a lift, I know, someone is there, I go in the lift, but it is too small, in the wall, and then the person is in my way, and has a snake, very big, and pink. I let it be and stand there. I wait a long time to see what happens, I think all the time that the snake will bite me, but it never does, I suppose the dream ends there thinking that the snake will bite me anyway.

3.
Something about taiji. This dream was connected with the snake dream.

4. In the car, driving to maybe my brother N, at least going to see, and already in the sea country, I can tell by the trees and the wind, lots of both. I like the sensation. Dad is driving, mom is in the passenger seat, I am in the back, where I usually am. This is nice.

5.
Last dream, I am made bishop, this is inside a building and with light. Good feeling, but don't want to make too much of it. Parents are there. Other folk, like in a conference room. I did not expect this would happen but I accept. Then a key is also given, and my dad receives it but immediately gives it to me. I don't want to accept it, because I don't want the attention. I tell him I will take it when we get home.
That is the end of that dream.

Labyrinth of Doors

1. Fear

One dream in the night seemed like a nightmare, after waking I was rather excited because I never have nightmares. I was even afraid to go back to sleep and so on. But I can't remember the dream itself anymore.

2. Series of Doors

Then a sort of big dream, and long.
Light in the dream. Outside, city, but maybe camping, complex building, inside the complex, ordering a sandwich, in doubt, but I take the one with crab anyway, this is the special one, because it has real crab in it, and you don't find that easily. I see how the girl behind the counter smears the crab salad on the bread. Nice.
When I take out my platter, like in a cafetaria, I am looking for a place to sit down. I come into a hall, like a refectory, but all wooden tables and seats, but in an orderly manner and fixed seats and tables I think. No room, all seats are taken. I have no mind to go eat outside, don't want to walk that far. So I look around, don't really know what to do. Turn about a bit to see if there is space somewhere. In doubt again. Then I decide to just sit anywhere. Somewhere in a corner seems fine. A girl and a lady sit there, but on one side, so the side closest to me is free and I sit there. I ask leave first. The girl is really pretty, long blond hair and sharp eyes. And I seem to recognize her from somewhere, maybe seen her in town or in the shop.
Soon enough the older lady is out of my view, and I sit in a different position, head of table, but I am shy and dare not speak to either of them. I keep my eyes strictly to my own platter and think by myself I will address them to small talk after I've eaten, which is an excuse. I just don't feel comfortable so close to a pretty girl like that.
I am also in a different position seated, not seated anymore but rather lying on my back and the food is floating above me, like a paprika piece, two pieces, red. And the other stuff I had with me. Raw paprika. I take it from the air and eat bits of it. This goes on for a while.
I don't know if the girl is interested in me. The scene does not allow me to finish it. It stops when I realize I am in this awkward lying position.

Scene changes, same complex or building, different room or rooms, a little further this time. Some kind of workshop is being announced but has not started yet, I am there, and staying, might as well do this. I go from one room to the other and back because nothing is happening yet. Then I see people assembled in one room, and I'd like to be noticed, having people know that I was here first and ready.
Almost a circle of people, but different rows. Most sit on chairs. One person, a lady, not quite in the centre, sits on a chair and starts giving a talk. All seems very reasonable, but I don't quite pay attention. Something else got my attention, namely the sexual energy present in the room or atmosphere. I don't know what to do with it. All people are quite serious looking.
Then I change my seat and go sit somewhere else. And someone I know is there too. Jadh, and she sat there before me, and saw her being interested in me, but I stay stoic, because I don't want to draw attention. I sit on a chair and she is on my right, and sitting on the floor, but she does not mind, and starts touching me all over the place. I soon enough have my hand touching first her head, which is closest, and then underneath her shirt and so on. I still try to keep a low cover, because this is not the right circumstances, yet I think that the talk is about sexual energy and so on. Want to put in into practice, Jadh does it for me.

Then the scene changes again, a little further in the building, different room, people are queuing up, again, I am the first to find the door. I don't know how I came here though, but in fact I think it is the logical conclusion of the earlier talk, which made people move this way.
First I am maybe the only person there, the door is in the corner and I stay there and wait. Then a man comes and wants to open it, he is very eager, especially because he says he knows the way, but I hold him back because I want to do this myself. Then suddenly the room is full of people and not one of them really knows what to do, but me, so when I go in they will naturally follow.
I open the door and am surprised to find myself in a very small spot or room, only two people can stand here, and the man who has been here before stands next to me, now the room is full. Immediately after entering I see in front of me another door. Again the man wants to open it, he is impatient, in fact he wants to show me that he knows. I don't let him, because I want to test myself and see if I can do this without help. And I can, from start to finish.
I open the door, I open it the other way than this man would have done. The door in my case turns in toward me, I enter and come into just another small room with in front of me another door. Again I open it, which turns toward me. The doors are soft, and the whole room is not only lighted, but soft as if the walls are done with velvet. Beige.
The next few doors open in the other way, away from me, but the rooms are the same. Then the doors become more ethereal, and are like curtains, white and flimsy (glasgordijn). Again I want to do it myself, because again the man is beside me, and I find the right way the first time to open it, that is from corner to corner, upper left to upper right. I here see that different ways are possible and I am prepared to experiment. I know well enough by now that more such doors or curtains will follow and they do.
At some point I open the curtain like I know how it is done and enter, but when I enter I fall down, there is a big space in front of me and no bottom and all is darkness, and I fall, but I have no fear. Maybe I have a little fear, but I am prepared to let it all happen, and disregard my fear. Even if the thought of fear blocks me from falling all the way, I concentrate to let it happen anyway.
At the same time I could sense that the door entered in some kind of big hall, but all is dark, and there is no bottom. I try to make myself fall again, because I want to do this to the very end and see what happens. But it does not well work.

The scene shifts.
Now I am outside again, but I have some inside knowledge somehow.
There is a lady with red hair, middle aged, that I have seen earlier in one of the scenes of this dream, and she seems lost. I now know more about her not because I have information, but because I recognize the energy. 
She goes up stairs and I follow and want to help, she is on her own and it seems she is running from something, maybe she is another dreamer.
At some point I see the pretty girl again, I think this time she turns her back to me, but I am busy with trying to figure out how I can help this lady. Some other woman is in the dream with similar eyes. All three have sharp eyes. I understand that there is a sixth division of which nothing was said, before, and this division holds the spiritual people. I think I am not yet part of that, but I recognize those people, and when I go through the ground floor rooms of the complex again I see one secret room where such people assemble. You can't enter unless you have this kind of sharp energy. There is a girl singing, she may be part of the sixth, but is in the adjacent room, which can have average people, or normal people.
That is about where the dream ends. But there was lots more.

Watchin Two Ships on the Water

1. Snakes

Maybe a dream about snakes, but I'm not sure.

2. Square Lake

At home, light, toward dinner time, kitchen, brothers are there. We are preparing food. All is on the table, and some things in the oven, which is open. We're busy, the kitchen is full. S is there too, possibly I. On the table is Vol-au-vent, and potatoes are in the oven.
Eventually our parents arrive, they are late. I fear mom will be mad about us using the kitchen, but I stand my ground.
Scene changes. War time, we are outside. The enemy is there. Behind us is a house, this is ours, we are now on this side of the house which is a different world. The other side of the house is the past, not now is a good idea to go there. We meet the enemy, they are three people, among which a young girl with long curly black hair and a guy my age or a bit older. They are the main ones. I meet them face on, they have more fear than me. When the confrontation is over, the girl lies on the floor, on the street. I know I have only one choice and that is to rape her. She expects it. I go toward her and she wears a jeans. I feel between her legs and I feel her pussy which is very wet. Though I have doubts about the wisdom of this, I know I'm left with no choice but entering. In fact, this makes something right, as if we are a couple now.
Then all of us go in the house, which is open as if there are no walls and you can see the other side, there are many people there. Stalls, like a market, selling fabrics and trinkets. Part of it is in the house. Most of it outside. They, the enemy persons, want to go outside, I have no intention to follow and stay in the mid-zone. I realize that the other side is the past.
Scene changes, we are outside, on the right side, we sit as if to watch a film, on a dike, there is a square lake, very big, lots of water. Four dikes around it. We all sit on one side. The girl is with me. We are about to watch a film. I wanted this. This was on my schedule, but no all the others are here with me and they don't have a clue about what is happening or will happen, because they have not seen the other two earlier parts. I briefly try to explain when the film starts. The film is what happens on the water. I fear it will make no sense to the others.
Close to where we sit are two boats, wooden both, one longer than the other, but both very big, and simple. And two people are there, in the water. They try to get in the boat, in one of the boats. One guy tries to get some long planks of wood in the ship, but I don't want that to happen. It never works.
At some point the big ship overturns and they're in the water. Then it takes the shape of a train. And then a train comes from behind us and we have to take care it does not overrun us, because we are almost sitting in that corner. They train passes. Another comes. We go down the slope. Now it is a meadow of grass, not water, and we run uphill. Another train tries to hit us. Then lots of people are on the green and run uphill. There is a giant, I see him aim his fist to hit, but also see he cannot see us or something so we don't have anything to fear. I run this way and that, but the orange giant hits the ground and I never stood in that place. Then again. Now it becomes harder to run uphill and I see another giant. This is about where the dream ends.

Catch a Train and Walk on Water

1. Cycling Uphill

End of a dream in which I am on my bicycle driving uphill trying to beat everyone. I am alone, going up and onward, but it is very hard and I can't almost continue. Others are behind me, I want to be the best. Light, day. Steep, almost at the top. Sand. There is a path, but it is rock and sand. When I become more awake, I add the superficial thought and cheat a bit, going over grass, pushing my cycle.

2. Walking on Water

Composite dream.
Toward the end we catch the train, we are on it. Toha is there, and D. Possible Beha as well. At some point we arrive at a river. The train stops there and someone gets off, this is Beha, because he needs to go home to take care of some things. I fear if I get off the train I will never make it again, but he seems confident. Then someone else, maybe my brother D, says we should do something for the birthdays of H&B, and he gets off as well, I try to tell him not to, but he seems confident too. Toha is still with me, but agrees with the others. I stick with the train, which stopped in front of the water, it can't cross. This is a stop, we are headed somewhere else.
Next part is that we need to cross the river or something, but we can't, can we, because we can't swim, across is a wall on the right, you can't crawl over, I don't really now where we need to get. Some girl is already in the water and waves and tells me to come too, she is confident. After long considerations I understand what I have to do, there is a boat. But there is something on the quay that I have with me, like the train, that I have to use so I can stand on the water. I try it, and I have to balance myself, like Naruto trying to learn how to walk on water, but then I make it and am very happy. Then I have to be careful, because the water is acid or something, but I get a knack of the magic that I use and now shields from the ship or train up on the bank are thrown into the water, I forgot how I make this happen. Round shields, like of vikings. We can use these to walk on, to stand on. Others follow me, are with me.
I think I remember. I have the sugared mandarins with me, and I eat these, I eat two, bite in it.

Badly Tended Horses

1. Horses

I am visiting Kula and Leds, there is light, we are in the country side, fields and meadows.
There is a house and a very big garden, which runs a long way down behind the actual garden.
I walk all the way down and see their problem.
I can't well remember how I got to their place, maybe by bicycle, on my own. I check out the area on my own too, when I go down. I see the neighbours' place, and feel they are a bit wary or even hostile, and that is where I see the problem, because they keep horses, but they don't have the sense to care for the animals in an animal friendly way. The horses in the stable are not treated well. I sense the character of the farmer keeping them, and I seem him about, and I sneak through his domain, between the stables, because this borders on the land of Kula and the border between the two is very slim indeed. But it is a long way from the house of Kula which is all the way on the top.
I walk alongside the stables, I hope no one sees me, that would be trespassing. And then I go back.

2. War Gang Story

There is a story about a gang. The gang is brave in the war and after the long days it changes and the members all care only for themselves individually. This is in the time of Napoleon, but the war gang might be stationed in Germany. And it is the tragic of this change in the character of the gang that is the story, which is really sad.
At some point they are faced with fighting a real army, and that is the end of the dream, but you know they will not be able to cope, because they've wandered on their own with inner strife for the last ten days and are no more suited for fighting real soldiers.

3. Jump for Paper

Upstairs, balcony with a view.
Left side and right side preference.
School benches, maybe a class in economics.
Right side in the class is for those who follow the class easily, but I sit on the left side. Brva and Keva sit on the right.
I keep to myself, sit down, left side is the ones who are disappointed.

Maybe earlier. In the shop. Brva and Keva are conspiring together, which is not nice. I do something something to help their something something, I mean a customer. But I don't do anything, I refuse to help them when there are customers, if they want to play it hard, I will not support them. When I am at the counter, in front, Keva is behind me and I still refuse to tend to the customers because I think they should now do it, he hits me on the back. I was bending over halfway for something at that point, and he hits me hard, it actually hurts, I am angry. Then the rest of the dream I consider whether I should be angry or not and take it out on him or not. I would like to hit him and there is plenty of opportunity, but I can't make myself do it.
There is a customer asking me for De Tijd, which is a newspaper on economics. I go look to check, and at that time the shop is very different than in reality, much bigger, and I take long jumps and I enjoy it to do this and jump across the room from one place to another (reminds me of the aliens in MIB). It is really like superhuman style. Everytime I consciously make the effort to jump like this, because it defies the laws of nature, but every time I succeed, and that is why I keep it up. 
Sovb is there. There is a lady with two copies of De Tijd. I need only one. Next week there will be a recipe to make stew (stoofvlees) in the newspaper. Possibly the customer thought this was this week's edition.
Later List is at the till, and we talk about food I think, she has spinach, and maybe other food.

There was another dream, I briefly noted a word, but I can't read it anymore.

Young Hippopotamus on the Loose

1. Coded Number

At some point in a dream I asked Chwe whether she knew what the numbers from my dream yesterday meant, and when she took a look she said it is a phone number, mobile phone number, and she could even tell whose number it was, someone I know as well, and I checked it and it was correct.

2. Runaway Spirit Hippo

I don't remember the first part of the dream.
Then next I walk down the street of my parents, from the beginning of the street to where my parents live. Bale walks on my left.
About halfway, or more like in the beginning, I see a hippopotamus walking free in the fields to the right, but near the ditch that separates the street from the fields. The animal is small, and a little pink, and a little grey, and something purple, and half of her body is coloured darker than the other half. I know instantly that it is a female and a young one by the size of it, and also that it is a runaway animal from a toy from someone in the street, as if I know the phenomenon, though I had not expected it. 
Bale looks when I point it out and sees it too. And I tell her what it is, and what we should do. The animal must be caught and brought back. So we venture toward it. The animal runs over the street then and Bale catches it, we walk with a a short while and I explain what has to be done. Then Bale holds the animal still, and I tell her to stroke the animal under its tail three times, and then she will open her mouth and a paper will come out of it, that is the main part, because there was a little more in between but I forgot.
Bale does this, and then we look in the front, the animal opens her mouth, and we see her tongue, and then something comes out first, and then a piece of paper too, and that is what we need, because it contains the details of the girl whose puppet this is. And I want to read the name, because I think such things are important but we just continue and indeed there is no problem of dealing with it without actually knowing the name. However, I had a quick glance and it said Kelly Kellermans, and she is 10 years old. She has blond hair.
Then we see the girl, almost by the house of my parents, but the hippo goes toward her and stands in front of her so we can't protect her, and then the hippo does something and we see a part of the girl's soul in dark purple colours go up and away, and I know it is bad. Not all of the girl has left, but she starts to faint. The hippo is not harmless yet. The girl becomes weak after this and falls. That is when we take action and shoot the hippo, either with a rifle or with a bow and arrows, but the hippo still lives.
Then we are at the home of my parents, and there are three men who are hunters, they have rifles, and I tell them and try to convince them to shoot.
After a while the dead girl appears again, to the left of the road, and in black, and a bit looking possessed, but she can still be saved, I shoot her different times, many times, but I cannot hit her. At that point I have a shotgun from one of the hunters, and when the girl runs she crosses the street and into the fields to the right and all the way back, and I follow her with my gun, aiming, seeing even the marks on top of the rifle once to aim precisely, and I am just to slow to hit her, though I try several times. But I should have hit her the second time I shot her because this was right on it.
Afterward we check the gun, and Bale as she feared says that the second bullet was a dummy, and more than two bullets I could not have had anyhow, so the other times I shot were useless. Maybe Bale becomes Chwe at that moment more or less.
We still keep chasing the girl, but the next moment we are inside, possibly in the house though it looks different, and we now know we can only trick the girl. She has no longer human wit, and tricking her into a trap is now the only way to get her. If I remember correctly we caught her in the end, but I can't remember how, though the strategy would have been worth to remember.
I can't remember that last part of the dream well, and possibly some more fragments followed.

3. Unpacking Bundles

Possibly the last part of the previous dream. In the shop. I'm behind the till as usual, dark, Christmas atmosphere, I'm back here since some time and things have changed, I seem to be behind in knowledge, especially towards Brva and Keva, but I don't mind and do my work, which is one of the things I am new to. The situation is that so many things are piled up on top of the counter that there is no room to work. There is some order to it, but it must be cleared and ordered. Evidently, all this stuff is not mine but of my colleagues that dropped it here because I was away. Now I am back I am faced with it and it is official work. Again, I don't seem to mind but do my part.
I start to reorder by removing elastic bands from one bundle, which looks like papers or straws or twigs bundled together. I know a better system, if they let me, then I reorder everything. I do one thing at the time.
I don't know what happens then. I know my colleagues are present, but none seems to come and annoy me.

4. Dancing like an Indian

I forgot the first part of the dream but it was light and in a downstairs big room which was a party, then we retreated, some of us, to upstairs, which is more private and there we make our own party. For what purpose I don't know, but since I'm there and now in a more private environment I can let myself go. However, I think this is where we stopped while I was wanting to go home. Maybe my two brothers are here, but certainly Elbe and Ande are here.
To my back, or my left, there is a hearth, but just as decoration, because not working. We're all standing. Elbe and Ande are making music and it is really entrancing, and I start dancing, I don't play any instrument and this is a handicap, but I can make music with my voice, and I dance to their tune, although I am thinking that they are tricking me into it. And make sounds with my voice while tapping my mouth with the fingers of my right hand, each finger apart, and very quick, so fast I did not know I could move, and sounds rather cool. The other hand I put in the air, and I feel a bit like a Native American. After a while I start to become more awake and the technique does not work very well anymore and I stop.

5. Naruto Badminton

After dream. I've been awake and fell back asleep a little.
I'm in the corner of the sports hall where I do badminton. Two members are there, we are early, half an hour or a quarter of an hour, and agree to start playing. No courts are set up yet, but in that corner we are able to play. I serve, they serve, it is one one, and I have to serve again, and now the situation is like this that their part of the court is receded in the building, which looks like a garage, so beyond where normally the wall ends, and the wall is still there, so there is only a man's length or so that is open. I know that when I serve I'll be serving too high, I do it anyway, and hit the wall. Then we stop. I played one against both.
That is when we start discussing whether we should set up the courts and play further afield, on a real court with a net and so on. We come together and turn about a bit, others are coming in. I am retreating, and pass a big machine or box, red and black and it says naruto, I can read that and know it refers to the series, but there are no pictures so I let it go. Then I pass this thing, this is beside the courts, and at the other side of it I see a picture of Naruto, then I see the character himself and shake his hand. Others don't know the guy. That is about where the dream ends.

Through the Hole in the Wall

1. Secret Meeting

Place like a tribune, I'm on the upper side, not much people about, this is our working place, at work. Night.
There is a meeting behind closed doors going on, I just happen to be there.
People from the inspection are visiting at the same time, a man and a woman. Either of them yells.
Cavs who worked with us in the past is there, and something about a customer, girl, I go after her.

2. Out Pooling with Woli

Woli and I, we meet on the Hooverplein. Late in the night, something with a bicycle, maybe he borrowed mine.
Woli runs away after we meet, in a certain direction and it is clear he wants to go pooling, while I think it is already late. But I ask him: where are you going. He wants to play pool, and the way he is going there is only one place, and this place is called The Tomato.
Another boy on a bicycle comes behind and joins us. We find the alley where the place is, this is a back alley, and I don't like it, though I know the place, according to the dream, I've been here before.
In the wall, brick, on the right, there is a whole, maybe more or less on eye height, and a stairs underneath, such a metal one that is used for fire escapes from apartments, but of course not so high. Woli enters, climbing the stairs somehow and going through the hole.
I follow, but am not very sure, and when I am in front of the whole I can already see it is too narrow I don't fit. Yet there is no other way, and I have to go in, so somehow I find myself at the other side, though this takes long, because I have reservations.
Inside, D is there, so we are four.
There is a free table, and already I am faced with the fact that I don't know what to order for a drink, though we are not that far yet even, but I'll just have a still water. And I can't remember the arrangement of the tables well, but there must have been another table with girls, and I actually see there are many student girls about, so I may well have luck tonight. There is also a disco here. This place will later turn into a disco, maybe. And there is a table on the far side across, which is at where a window would be, and the bar itself is at the left by a wall. But this one table is more or less in the way, since there is also a free pool table, and this one we want to use. But that is where the dream ends, so no resolution.

3. Soup Bar

Diestsestraat. I enter the soup bar, and the guy is there. They are exceptionally open, but all the tables are full.
Some kind of soup (I wrote V. but I don't remember what it stands for). Soup with something something. A man says that he now also has a bar, but that he has yet to wake up.
I order whiskey, and I get this in a glass that looks like a mustard bottle, but I drink from it, and every time I put back the lid.
Ah, the soup had alcohol in it.
At some point what I get served just by ordering this soup and whiskey, I end up with three things that have alcohol in it, as if I can't escape it. But I eat a lot of bread, almost a slice everytime I take a sip from the whisky or the soup. Bread with something something.
Something about the dish of the neighbour, and start to eat without something something.
New employees, something about Italy something something.

Lost in Deep Space

1. Bound
(Vision)

Last part of a dream, new scene.
I am walking home at night, from centre of town, through Ravenstraat. I pass my street on the right without realizing it. It rains slightly. I have my eyes turned down a bit, but then suddenly I see another person coming from the other side, walking this street. And in an instant I recognize her. It is Kaco, and I assume she is going home as well, since she now works nearby. She wears dark blue, and I recognize her haircut. She sees me too in that instance.
I don't want to be a bother, so I immediately turn my head to the right, and look down, and stay where I am, but I can tell that she stopped moving as well, as she had not expected to run into me. So both of us look away.
When I want to look back at her I can't, as if I am bound, and I can't even get up. I am crouched, though still on my two feet, and this seems to be something I do to myself, but not being able to look back at her reminds me of those times in the past in dreams where I am not able to open my eyes because the light is too blinding. It seems that she has such a hard time, or I do, with facing each other, that I can't look at her and start to collapse onto myself, and there is nothing I can do, and I even hear myself groan when I wake up. I moan in reality, that is the end of the dream, or vision, because all looked as if it might have been real.

2. Two German Girls

Light, Leuven, Hooverplein. At the balloon statue, I pass a girl that I know. A little later I meet another, and both are somehow linked. And somewhat later when I pass the same spot they are both together, as if dealing out leaflets to people, a little distance away from each other. One is dressed in red, the other I can't remember, but more like dark blue I think. And I know their names, because one is called Christine, and the other is called Anne-Lise. And at those different timing I go up to them and ask them questions, but I can't remember regarding what, only that I thought they might be able to help me. One of them reminds me of the girl from Germany, Berlin, who visited my uncle and aunt B&D two weeks ago. She is my age. In the dream, both might be from Germany.

3. Black Ship, Red Nebula, Paper Water Bird Planet

Maybe the same dream.
I'm on a ship, on land, because it is pulled on dry land and refurbished as a ship. I don't think I have been here before, but the location is where Stuk is, and this place is very posh. It has three stories, the outside of the ship is black with white, but mostly black. The inside is like a large rectangle. Very large, the whole complex is some distance above ground, so you can see the parts of the ship that would normally be under the surface of the water. There are metal stairs to go up and down.
I think I am in the middle section, and in the corner at my back to the right is a kitchen, professional. And this is a restaurant.
Later the three sections are pulled together and form one big ship. D is there.
At some point in this or another dream, Dore is there.
Then things change, but still the same dream, next thing I remember is the city, and then I am in space on a spacecraft with someone else. The two of us cruise through deep space, nowhere near a place I am familiar with and all is dark, but the spots where we just passed, and in fact we look at the rear of the ship, because there seems to be some sublimation, crystallization, like airplanes leave in the air. And it is mostly red and nebulous, and I think it is a wonderful sight, and it tells us something about the composition of space.
We are actually lost with our spacecraft, the two of us.
While we watch this fuel vapour or whatever it is, the other person asks me if we have a certain atom on board, because he would like to fire that across the nebula behind the ship, and it will work like an indicator, and we will know even more about the composition, and we will also be able to tell if this is real space we are identifying or the gases from the ship, but it is the first. The atom is called Fiero.
I don't know what he means, but I look closer to see if what he means.
The nebula has waves in it in red hues, and you can see the curvings of space or gravity, and that means that this sight unveils planets and so on, in space, that we pass somehow.
It is like a big soft red cloud that stretches behind us, and it is a signature, of the location in space.
Planets and star systems become apparent and clearly recognizable.
So then we look more intent, and even without the atom we start to see individual planets and systems. Some have texts in space on them, in English, and this is weird to encounter, and a few ones later, there is even a planet with a long text inscribed on top of it and a voice is repeating the text, and this is a weird sensation. I wonder how it is possible. Colours also have changed to these different objects, mostly white.
At some point we land, more by accident or pressure than by will, and when we descend through the clouds we enter a city, and to our left we see a white crane hovering reading the newspaper, but the bird is made of paper, white. And when we land, we see more of the same creatures. And somewhat later we learn that these paper birds live in or under the water, in ponds.
The reason why we landed is because we are without fuel. So once on the planet I start thinking about solutions. We don't find fuel.
Then, at some point we are told by someone living here that we should hurry and go to a certain office, booth, and formally register as being aliens, or coming from outer space, because if we don't do this before three o'clock, we will be regarded as people of this planet, and we will not be able to leave the planet.
I was already thinking of going there. And while we go there, round a house first, then cross the square, it has started to rain, or hail, and the white stones are a chemical substance but not water, ammonia is among it and some other substance I can't remember.

4. Catching a Train

There might have been a dream in which I was in a train station, with other people. But I can't remember well.

5. Maffia

There was some last dream which was chaotic, in a house, different rooms, but mostly at the road side, and lots of people, and competing with another group. I do my own thing. Can't remember the rest, though the end was that I was too awake to call it a dream anymore, there was a car abducting my brother D, I went after them, came back, had homework to do, made eggs in the frying pan, added another one, while people were still crowding, one girl was of the bad guys team, near me, I hug her from behind, she is pregnant I feel.

+6. Chestful of Tomatoes

I remember a fragment where I grab tomatoes, all small ones like cherry tomatoes and a little bigger than that, but different colours, red and yellow, these were all different kinds of tomato in fact, and I tried to grab many in my hand as I could, but I could not hold on to more than fitted in my hand, naturally, this shows my greed, or the desire to be fast. The wooden basket in which they lay was turned away from me. Inside, other people around but not much.

New York Cruise

1. Hurdle Race and Naked Rune Session
(wet dream)

In the garden of parents. Lots of people, young people. D&S are there, and their friends.
I arrive, they are doing some sort of sports or competition, in this case running a race on the field. This is improvisation, but they take it serious. There are long wooden poles, more like dark grey wooden planks, weathered, three of them, stick up in the lawn and mark the stations that need to be passed. Dark. These planks upright in the lawn are in random places.

There is one boy who starts running and has some trouble advancing, maybe to the point that he needs to crawl, but he goes forward. He presses on, makes an effort. But because of this he can only go forward, which is a problem when he needs to turn back. This is a friend of D. From the last hurdle, the boy runs backward.
There is another person who goes with the feet first, and thinks he'll be faster this way.
I am encouraged by all to also run, but I don't want to, then I do it anyway, family is also there, like aunt M and possibly aunt D and uncle B, and they watch me. I don't like that.
Only afterward I am given advice by all of them.
Then the second round or the next round starts, and all of these challenges are improvised. And they want to do a series of such sports, but I only arrived with this hurdle race. Now the next thing will be inside. Veranda. Tables, some kind of free game, I had already forgotten but I knew how it was played.
Then it is my turn, I don't know very well what to do or how, but I have something in my hands, which are things you need to play chess or checkers with. And then I change my mind to my original idea, which is to use the runes, because I know that best, and it is allowed. So I choose Uruz. People from Jeka, long ago, are here also and watch. My original plan is to go through each of the runes and couple a rune to each of the people, but I can't, because one rune is enough, otherwise it will take too much time. So I stick to Uruz.
Later I draw Pertho, too, with an Uruz rune in it, in the side branches.

And later, also, I sit across Elbe, and she is naked, and I am naked, light, sit on chairs or in the sofa, in front of each other, and some third person is nearby, but I can't care about that. And he is also naked. And my cock is stiff. And Elbe says: it lives, it is alive. And I answer: well, that is healthy. And we sit so close that my dick is actually resting on her left thigh, and at first I leave it, but when I become conscious of it, it is hard to not get sexually roused, and the dream ends wet. But in this rare case, I was able to withhold it (?).

2. Touch Naked Knee
(wet dream)

We're on a ship, and sailing, this is a big ship. Three (?) young girls, one on my lap, or better I sit on her lap, so she is behind me, but her knees are bare, and they are of course in front of me, so I touch them and see an opening there. She more or less cups my body, and I hold her knees.
She leans back and forth, I withhold. Arve and Loli are there, and other familiar faces.
Later inside. In the kitchen, this is the kitchen of parents, Elbe has cooked, and Rume is there also, and I am there, and what is served are scampi and mashed potato. 
At some point I look at Elbe and she looks back, and there is some tension in the air of not being sure how to behave toward each other, because in the other dream we were so close and touched each other's body. And now it feels like we have a past, and that makes things rather uncomfortable, especially because Rume is there, who is her partner.
Also, looking for a book, and I am at the till. Something about house keeping. Can't read notes well.

3. New York Cruise

First. On the Bondgenotenlaan, I leave something and start going home, maybe leaving a party, lots of people in the streets, I walk toward the station, though that is not even where my house is, though near enough. And light like as by day. In the crowd, a girl my age addresses me. I don't recognize her immediately. She says she saw me the other day, and she keeps talking. She is going toward the station and I am going the same way. At the station it is really crowded with people. She sticks around so much that I almost feel obliged to ask her out, at least ask her name. This I do, but even to this she hesitates to answer, as if it is too much, and she can't do it, because it is not proper. But I expect she will so wait and she cannot but say her name, which is Ine. After that I leave her and she goes to the station, and I go home, the right way, which is indeed a bit back down the road of the Bondgenotenlaan.
At home strange things happen and house and apartment look different than in reality, more dreamlike. Different floors, more open, but arranged very different, much light, colours.

Then something with books.

Then, end of the dream, making ready for taking a cruise. This I organized and my friends and family will come along. We get on the boat, we are early, and yet already lots of people have gathered, all of them in groups, we stay in the hall, but some people go on to the next room, and others to the right where you can go outside, but we feel more safe in this middle room, which is the first you enter, we don't venture further. And I realize I am in my pajamas. But I don't really care and continue my business. I hope everyone I invited will come and things will turn out fine, because I organized this. Stco arrives. My brothers are here with me. There are lots of people I know, even in the other groups.
This boat will cruise to New York, but we will take the short route, which means that we will go back after we reach Britain, maybe London. The ship will do many stops, but most of them will be in the beginning, and we will take one of these stops.
The ship is very posh, everything utterly chic. We wait here as other people keep streaming in and in the meanwhile night sets, and some groups are already served food. And I am waiting for this too, while waiting for still more friends. I am considering going to one of the other rooms, just to see some progress and get some food, too, the apero and champagne which should be served.

I see others getting things. And most of these go outside or back outside, where there is the terrace on the ship, and that must be very romantic. This is what I am thinking.
Food will be served, and we sit in the corner. I'm not sure what to do, want to go outside. There are many possibilities, and they feel like opportunities.

Kettricken

1. Wedding for Married Couples
(Wet Dream)

Location of a party, and afterward I run through the town streets on my own in a hurry, because there is just a lot to do. Light, and these are the back streets, though it may be night, streets mostly deserted, but not all the time, reminds me of Oudstrijdersstraat. I think some young kids follow me sometimes.
Now I am a guest in Herent somewhere, N is there, and there is a wedding and I am invited.
Ludr is there, she is a neighbour of parents. I come to this place because I am invited, but feel a stranger among the many people about, even if I know them, because some were neighbours once, and my own family is here, parents and brothers. Where I enter is behind the facade of a large building, like that of a school, then where I am now is like a playground, there is to the right (in the dream the front) a terrace with people waiting. To my left there are steps down to another playground with the shade of trees, and this is the actual entrance to the party and I am near it. N is still at the first level, but he can move freely and has been here long. I am not late, but many people are already here.
I do what I think I should which is entering, but before I am halted by Ludr, who stands near me and was approaching the gate, because there is a queue to go inside to the nether playground. And she addresses me asking me casually if my situation has changed: are you married? She means if I have married since last time I saw her, which would be possible, since it has been a very long time that I saw her, but no I am here alone, and she knows well enough that I am single. She explains or implies that only married people can go in. I'm confused. I am actually angry, upset with her. And I go on anyway, because I have a right. Hafr is also here.
I continue and mix with the people, I have to look out for my brother N, because he is chasing me, and I don't want that. Maybe the early part of the dream was much like that, and it only continues here. I run away from him.
Among other things I have to do the press (?), and there are four tasks I have to fulfill and I have to fulfill them everytime. That is what I am so busy with. 
This party may be the wedding of Stco, who was also a neighbour once.
My mother is there, and she is angry at me, and I walk away from her. Can't remember well why she is angry. Because I run away I come in the hall where the children are left behind while the grown-ups do this party. This is to the right (front) of the second playground. Still light and sunny.
All the children look up, surprised, and remain distant. They even look scared, when they see me.
I know I can't stay here, so I go back and away, back up to the first playground, and try to remember my way how I came here, and I make a real effort to visualize the town and the streets, things are blue and vague as if I imagine things, but in the meanwhile I am outside, and I make a real effort to go along the streets up and to the left, but it takes me so much effort that I have to crawl, not really over ground, but rather hovering. I really want to get away, and do my best to follow a path I know leads somewhere.
At some point the dream becomes normal again, and I find a place to enter in a back alley, or a larger street, but the place is small, and cramped when I look in it, because people are there waiting. And it looks like a wellness centre, but I know the place. 
I enter this place, because I see naked ladies, but I am not allowed, surely because this place has separate quarters for men and women. They are all waiting to be treated. I squirm my way in anyway, and because I don't want to entice the anger of those girls and women, I try to leave the place as soon as I can. I see a door to the left. All is white, they are browned, they have white towels, you enter this small cabin immediately through the front door, but I see to the left another door that leads inside and it stands a little ajar, and this is my only way to get away from the ladies and be polite, so I go there.
Now I enter the room where the men are treated. Nothing but naked men. This place is much bigger, and something is funny. Two people oversee this, and they are at the other wall, behind a counter, a man and a woman, she is the only woman here. I think I see a door far away in the left opposite corner which might be the regular entry for this room. All the men have towels too, but some are stark naked. All are treated, and there is a lot of water, like this is one big complex shower. Some are halfway in a bath, one sits in a shower like he is drunk. There is something slightly off here, and I suspect the woman who is in charge is the cause, as if to keep the men under her thumb. And so on. All of them seem to have lost will. This is not a good place for me to stay. The water is clear and flows abundantly, that is the only thing I like. But I continue to the right, behind where the ladies room was, to see if I can go on. They look very vulnerable.
When I continue to see what is behind, I see only more men and shake my head, I have to go back. Again effort, and this is a rather lucid decision that I make. And I look for the room with the ladies again, venture forth, find them, and cannot go further than the first girl I see, naked, back to me, towel around her waist. Yet I stand behind her and take her from behind and feel it coming but I can't hold it back, and let it got. This is a wet dream.

2. Future Article

Fragment in which I see or find the new edition of the Viking magazine that I write for, with the blue cover. Possibly in my home. Since this is the new one and I have not written an article yet, I am curious whether there would be an article by me in it. I want to look at it.

3. Loyalty Card

First part of the dream lost to me.
Then in the shop. Busy. Light. I know I have a sweater or fleece lying about, and the weather is cold, so I go and wear it. It lies behind me, but it is a different one than I remember, but I put it on, this one is a bit stiff and too warm in fact. It reminds me of my winter coat, but more lean. Yet then I also open a window, the shop does not have such a one in reality, but it is the same window as I have in my apartment. When I do that, this is on my right, I see also that one of the doors is open and I think that is a good idea. The door must have been open the whole time, this is the right door. And that might have been why I was cold, but the window I open for fresh air.
I'm back at the till, a few customers are there but I don't feel the pressure. A young woman first and I help her. An older woman after her, but she smiles, and I think I know her as a customer who is friendly and understands patience. Someone else behind them. The young woman hands me a book she wants to buy, she wants an invoice and the book made as a present, no problem. She goes to where she can pay with the card. Then she says something, about how it must be wrapped, or what must be entered as an accompanying phrase on the invoice or in the computer at least to register the present, somehow. The other customer is listening. I can't remember exactly, but she says something about God. And I am thinking, this I can't do, she must mean 'gods', but I realize that most people around will only be familiar with the one God, so I think hard. At first I shake my head and discuss things in a friendly way and joking about it, while I try typing things in the box on my screen where it should go, and then I find a better expression, and I ask her what she thinks about it: God offers this present. Something like that. Formulated like that it is less distant than what she said. And she agrees, but changes it again, but I can't remember. And I tell her in passing, that I'm sure God would not eat meat. Maybe the book is a cookbook, with meat recipes, I'm not sure, maybe it was just the way she expressed herself at first that associated god with eating meat in my mind, which cannot be correct. I change it again and it becomes a long phrase when I enter it. The other lady nods all the while, she understands and thinks I'm doing a good job, but I can't rightaway tell them that I can't associate with their concept of God anymore.

When they are gone, another customer comes. Before that, or in between then, I was working on my own, at the till, and had spread all the necessary papers in front of me on the counter, I can't remember what it all was, but I have to make some room when the customer comes, he has a pile of books. And has a wife with him. And then there is also Liha who comes up from the basement and brings me a book, though it is not clear what I should do with it. But I take it and try to check it out via the till, but it does not work, then I understand. This is something only I can solve. The book misses the cover, or is bound wrongly from back to cover. The title is very clear: Kettricken. The whole book is about her. I take a look, interested and intruigued, but wonder what can be in it that won't be in the other books. When I try to scan it, it does not work, the price is wrong. When I type in the ean code, it does not work, it says on the computer the book is sold out, like this: U U. And the ean code is also split in sections of numbers, too old to be still updated. So I will have to use another method and will look for it. That is when the customer comes, and I put the book and thought aside. And take their books.
I ask him whether he wants a loyalty card. And he says yes, and I understand he is from Holland. Tall man, slightly bearded, brown hair. I had scanned the card, and then the books, but before he pays, lots of things are on the counter, among which his own leather purse (etui), he hands me another card, and I scan it but then I realize something and recognize this is a 10 percent card, I can't give him that. And I try to void the transaction, but then the computer does something weird, as if the programs are updated and I am not informed yet, a new window pops up and suggests what I can do with the transaction and the discount given, and I try to follow its directions, but it complicates things, and I have to void the whole thing anyway. I tell the man sorry, and take the books out of the plastic bag again and tell him I have to scan things again, he is okay. I do it, but the computer remembered the discount given and things go wrong again. This all takes a lot of time and now the customer is a bit unnerved. I stay very calm and tell him I will have to do it a third time. Now I will do it my way, properly and clean.
In the meanwhile, another colleague comes when I was busy with the books and doing something with them, so it appeared that the till was free and this colleague comes and stands at my till and I tell her to go to the other one, because I'd like to finish things here, though it could as well have been at the other till. But she listens and moves. She brought a customer with me, which tells me she had just helped this customer and now will settle the bill with her. The funny thing is that I don't know this colleague, and I realize this in the dream. She is middle age, woman, a little shorter than me, blond hair, short, smiling, friendly, easy with the computer. She reminds me of different people.
When I check the books of the Dutch customer a third time that is when the dream ends.

Wrapping Paper with a Zip

1. Exam and Zipped Wrapping Paper

Late, already nighttime, I want to help somebody with making a package. This is one of the tasks that we were set, to wrap something up. There is a girl who has trouble with it, so I help.
The scene itself changes a little from time to time. Big classroom to take examinations or living room of parents. And the examinations room changes appearance too. First light, later dark.
Tables, other people working. We all got two plastic bags as our exam. I have mine and sit down at a table. One person per table. The girl is in the background and doing something else, because something else is happening at the same time, which I now can't remember. But now all these people in front of me are also taking the exam. It is puzzling, and I see everyone bent idle over their bags.
They are plastic shopping bags, maybe of the shop where I work. I have a sheet of paper too. The purpose is to make a list of everything that is in the bag, but in a certain order, but I can't remember the details.
When you first look at the bags you see that they are filled with other plastic bags, and that is why everyone thinks there is nothing in it. The sheet of paper is coloured, or has some design on it to help us make the list.
Zealous I take the plastic out of the bag and then I see there is something in it, hidden. I take it out, there are lots of small things. Now the others see this, the one closest to me sees it and takes stuff out of his bag out too. I can't remember what's in it, but I want to write it down, and then remember to do it very accurately, and then I first sort all the things and start to make the list in my head, but so long as I don't know what should be first item I can't write it down.
Later I wrap up presents, this is in a different area, though it must be the same room. Now people are standing. D is there, and maybe N. And things are going on that I don't know about or I forgot. But I can concentrate on this wrapping paper which must also be done, and I can do it. I wrap up one thing and then I see that the wrapping paper is in fact made of cloth and there is a zip too, so I zip it.
Stuff happens that I can't remember. Then later I also make the present of this girl, wrap it up, and once it is wrapped I see there is a zip again, so I zip it, and I see that the t-shirt or whatever it is, has not been wrapped well around the book or whatever, but that is okay. I turn it around, and two more zips are there. The girl had no time for this, that was the reason. So the paper turns into cloth once it wraps something. This was at the dining table at home of parents, last scene of the dream.

2. Mission to Crossroads Aborted

Street of parents. I follow it. I want to go to the t-crossing, at this strange hour. It is New Year's Eve, and night. By the time I get to the house of Stco's parents, I see other people going the same way and I'm annoyed, because I wanted solitude. What's more, they are all slow, because there is a tractor in front. Now we are at the beginning of the field track itself. I can't imagine what the tractor is doing here, but it goes very slow. I could pass on the left and go to the t-crossing, but I don't because I would not be able to get back, certainly not at a time of my own choosing, and also, I would still be bothered by it when I am there, because it must pass there. That was the end of a dream.
The tractor was low and yellow. And a car was waiting too, and someone else.

3. Lion Cat

Inside, a little dark, don't know where. Bale is there, and her cat V too. And I see the cat and she is much bigger and has the manes of a lion, almost, but it is still cat like, though I say something about it to Bale. V is very playful which I did not expect and seems very happy. She goes this way and that. And then goes back to her boss, Bale, who sits on a chair.

4. Bad Guys of Maya

Brdk is telling some story. Long table, door on my left, I'm in the middle of the table, people come to my right, they are Spanish, and are exploring Dutch culture, and are looking up something about Maya the Bee, and some other things, such as the Smurfs. And there are three images on the screen, but they can't read the names, so I come closer to inspect, but they are right, you can only read the middle one. I take the images out and they are then figurines. These three are in particular the bad guys of the series. Black. And I try to read the names that are written above them. The one on the left is Silfrpartitem, and at that moment I'm not sure at all if this is right, because there seemed to be so many consonants in the name that I was rather unable to pronounce it. The other on the right was easier, it was Grade, although at first it was something else, which I don't remember.
Joha sits on this table, all the way on the left in the corner, opposite of me.

5. Stones at Sea

Fragment of dream, dark, we are out at the beach, the old friend club, Ande is already near the water, to the right, I am next, the rest stays behind, which should be Bale and Elbe and their partners. I go to the sea. There is first an area with rocks or pebbles. The stones are as big as a fist, all the same size, and almost round or oval, white, or a light colour. I find that curious, which is why I go near and inspect. Not a word is said. I also don't interact with the others.

6. Cold Bath

Maybe hypnagogic. When I wake up I am in bath, but I entered the bath when I woke up first, which was an hour ago, so the water is called. I'm in a room next to the street, and all is open, so not really a room, no roof. I have a television set hung up in the right corner and I watch it. I remind myself to get up and note my dreams. It takes me a real effort to leave the tub.
Once I go out, I am at the foot end of the tub, the room is as small as the bath tub. My white socks are there, but before I put them on I use those to pen down key words to remember the dreams. Then tourists pass by, and they have to pass where I am sitting. I must be naked, but they just pass, and I try to ignore them.
I can't remember what happened next, but it won't be much.

Crystal Workshop

1. Entering Dusk

I am on a secret mission to outsmart the enemy. I'm not alone but with three or four others, in a car, outside.
When we pack, I pack my badminton racket, this we do inside. One of the younger fellows follows my example and packs his racket, but the seniors don't and when I am thinking more rationally, I can't see anymore why I want to take the racket. I want to take many other things. At first my paper shopping bag, as if for clothes, is empty, but one thing after another I put in it, not so many, because it still looks empty when I put the racket in it, I leave it in it.
I am the leader of this gang.
Later inside, home is house of parents, mother is there, there are books everywhere, like a library, with many floors, the upstairs floor, though I don't come there I can see it, it is full of bookshelves, light. I am looking for a particular book. But no one can know I am reading it, since it is forbidden. Some book, too, about the planet Earth. And in fact, the beginning of the dream was SF, though I can't remember it.
Downstairs with mother, it is time for her evening nap and I am about to go outside, I better, so I don't bother her. But all the time before I leave I need to check on something with her and ask her this or that, and she must answer so that I involuntarily prevent that she can go and take a nap, this is either in the kitchen or in the dining room. So I interrupt her every time.
Now I leave, and in the kitchen already I see the outside skies, which have turned from day to a soft rosy colour, and now when I am going outside it becomes dusk. And in the dream the whole while with my mother I see these colours change so I know that time is passing. It is almost dark when I go out, but not yet completely.
Now I go outside peace comes over me, and I know my dad will soon arrive from work.
When I am in the garage, which I have to pass to go outside, there are others there and I decide to play with them, they must be playing games. I stay close to the kitchen door, and by the drawer in the neighbourhood I kneel and I have a paper with example colours, rather artisty, and I need those colours to label things, though I can't remember what. Moreover, when I focus on this job, I am not aware of any other people anymore. And I start with cutting out the top colour, which is a patch of orange no bigger than my the top section of my pinky. I can choose my favourite colours myself. This is the end of that fragment.

But I think the dream continues.
I'm suddenly involved in some Japanese ritual, with three others, I only participate a little, and not fully focused, I am not supposed to be here. Because I am not something something (can't read).
Three people, among which me stand in three of the four corners, I think the west is missing (but might be north), I am in the east (south), and one person is in the centre turning to each of us and doing the actual rite, and I think she is happy I join, even if I don't actively participate, because it would be more difficult still with one person less to represent the quarters. And she is a mature woman, with long brown hair, I seem to know her from somewhere. At the end of it, she turns to everyone and gives each a kiss, then she comes to me and I know what is coming because I know the ritual, though I'm not sure whether it is appropriate for me to kiss her on the lips, but she does it for me, and I say a formula: luwatuwa (which is my rational mind waking up), because I heard the other people say something like a closing formula, but different, I pick this formula because it is personal and because it expresses my bond to the Northern tradition, even if this is a Japanese ritual. The other two are not happy I am participating and not happy that I say those words, but I don't think they understand the meaning. All the time rather dark, dusk.
After that I go back inside.

2. Apples, Steel Hammer and Rails

Something I can't read.
Then SF film, recommended by my brother N. I want to watch it. I want the others to watch it with me, so it takes a while.
In the dream, Bale is the wife of D, but there is a fragment of dream, where the situation is this that I will stay overnight with them, but I cannot but stay with them in the same bed, and she and I somewhat look forward to be naked next to each other and have some sex maybe, but later in the dream I think that if D will be there in the same bed, that will be rather awkward and I should not do it.
The bed is on the upper floor and the room is a small cabin within a larger room.
There is something that I am investigating.
At some point in the dream I am in a place that looks like the kitchen of my parents, and I have a bunch of fruit with me, maybe it was on the floor, but it was this that I came for, and there not only apples, but also tomatoes, which I think is normal. I get unsuspected help from my dad, who comes behind me and carries some fruit, or picks up what fell on the floor. Oranges too.
Something about poison, and notes I can't read.
Some later fragment somewhere else, ground floor, back side of building, open on one side like a hangar, but smaller, and an open gate to another room which is more private and has more things strewn about the floor, which is all mine. But the people entering are hostile and it is their place too, or maybe they claim this. (Can't read all of my notes).
When a confrontation happens, I tell them to hold on, step back into the back chamber with the metal treasures, and bring forth some sort of weird hammer, but it is completely made of iron and possibly used for smithing. I show them this, and it should put fear in them, because they are all armed and ready to fight.
And I take something else and from the chamber, though they stand in the big grey concrete hall, I demonstrate the power of the club and bring the hammer down on the anvil maybe, and smash it. It is a battle hammer.
And they want to occupy this place. (Can't read notes). There's a woman among them, and either she is the leader, or she has ears for me.
(Then fragment of apples maybe?).
Later in the same dream, I go to class on my bicycle, and this is in Herent, but a very different side than usual, by the Vaart, canal. There is a shorter way, but one of the women here does not believe me. The place we are in is lush, nature, we are on a height, the whole path is, but soon enough I realize that tracks run on this, of a train, and on the other side too. Country side on the left, and on the right are buildings and one street after the other leading into the centre, and we must take one of those, and I know a shortcut, and am trying to discern the right street, but this woman does not believe me and wants to go the conventional way, which is further up. Green grass.
Anyway it is difficult to get to the civilized part, because there are ditches. Other people are with us, and they leave it open whether there is a shortcut or not. I want to prove it and jump to the streets, but first I have to climb the tracks, and I don't even get over the first set of rails, which is a problem, because just when I decide to do that I see a train, locomotive only, come from my right, blue, and rather fluffy, but I think I will have plenty of time, and I also see the locomotive slow down. I'm crawling on my belly to get across it, and there will be a second track to cross and then a ditch to jump, but I can't do the first one at all, so after a while I give up and go back. There was nothing I could do about that. And I think everyone is relieved.
Later we all take the same route, normal route. Light.

3. Another Workshop on Crystals

Elbe is driving and I am in the car, she is taking me to the crystal workshop with Vebt. Highway, lucid. Or we happen to pass by the centre where Vebt gave her workshop and decide to stop. We don't go in in the front door but go by the windows to see whether anyone is there. And yes, we can see Vebt, and of course she can see us through the windows.
Then we enter on the right, via the windows and stay there in the corner. She is preparing for a workshop. We have a lot of papers or she hands out some to us, and we read it, then we are interested, and I have already decided to stay, even if it is on the background in the corner where I hope no one will see me, but Elbe would continue her own way, but after a while she decides to stay anyway, which surprises me, and she walks up to one of the chairs, black or dark, and sits down, she has a place among these people, and I do not, so I stay in the corner. A few others are here and I recognize all their faces from the workshop. And there are more men this time, and a lot more chairs than last time, but not all of them are occupied yet because it is still very early.
After a short while I decide to join and claim a chair, and I see a good seat but the people around it change, and so I end up next to Elbe, which she might not want, since she might want to be there in her own right. Vebt started, but then leaves the room and it takes a very long time before she returns, and I don't think I see her return in the rest of the dream.
Krvh is also there, and I am surprised to see her, and thought I could have gone with her or I think maybe she is thinking that I should have asked her to get me here.
I sit myself in another chair, on the right. But she's given me ten euro, I don't know why, and I suppose I will be needing it, and later I think that this will be subtracted from the total price which I can now only imagine I will pay with a transfer.
Also someone who assists Vebt, now that she left, deals out boxes, we get two, those who are present, one big and one small, long. And they are open and I see metal bars and so on in it and I suspect this is something from Ikea, but I don't understand why. The girl dealing these out says that you can put the small box in the large one and that will be easier to carry, and although I don't need or want her help, she demonstrates with my boxes and I leave it at that.
I am now relaxed and view the room, behind me is the table and I see it is made ready to eat, with knives and forks and spoons, but they are only drawn on the table. And I also see people draw these, and the lines around the actual cutlery are so wide that the end result does not look very good, but you can still recognize the utensils in the line drawing.
When I turned, there was also a cat, young one, blue, and she wants my attention, at first it is not clear, though I understand immediately. But I have something in my hands, maybe reading something, so I can't give the cat attention, and I think I will do it later, because now I can't do both at the same time, and I cannot put aside my reading, because it is as if glued on my hands, but I don't care.
When the little cat starts to push my feet more with its head, the others see it, and I say something about it, but I am reading.
The radio is too loud at this point, and the text I am now reading, at the end, is about dreams, all blogs, and this is another sheet that Vebt let deal out, and I am not among it, which disappoints me, but on the other hand I couldn't reveal it anyway because it is too personal, not just for me but also for the people involved. 
Something else about the cat, because there is some sort of computer behind me and I type in Heliotrope Cat, and press enter one too many times and a bunch of them appears on the screen, which happened involuntarily, and an Egyptian sign that looks like Laguz, but is more round that ends it. But this is when I am already waking up. End of dream.