Descent in the Museum

1. Bathtub Ejaculation

Nighttime, house, everyone gone to bed, I am the last one up and going to bed as well. House of parents, but on an upper floor and has more rooms, but all is on one floor. The room that is mine is somewhere stacked away in the back, behind the bathroom, which in reality is D's room.
Some people are still awake in the living room but they are not family, two Turkish or Moroccon people.
When I'm in the bedroom I suddenly have to go to the bathroom very quickly and I hold my hands in front of my crotch. I pass by the original bathroom but go to the large one a bit further down the hallway. From the corner of my eye I see the two people awake to my left, the door to the living room is open. They are also making ready to go to sleep.
I enter the bathroom, am in a hurry, there is a large white bathtub across and I loosen and relax. All at once I start to ejaculate heavily and enormously. I can't believe it myself, but it looks like a good inner clean up. The first moment took me unawares and then I immediately aim in the tub with both my hands. But the first shot already is all over the place and sticky and I know it will leave stains, but I don't feel like cleaning it, so if mother says anything about it in the morning then that is that.
Meanwhile the other two are also in the bathroom and at the sink. Greenish atmosphere.
I have filled the whole bottom of the tub with my ejaculation. The weird thing is that it does not coincide with a wet dream. The ejaculation reminds me of the one in one of the scary movie movies, I think. And it was rather fluid.
Then the two behind me sympathize with me, but I don't know what to think of them. They are looking for a knife, one of them at least, he looks like one of those restaurant holders of pita bar. Maybe he is joking, they only have a comb, which is natural in a bathroom. A third one comes in. I don't know to feel embarrassed or threatened. Maybe a bit.

2. Museum Lift and Bedding

There is a dream where I had a date with the girl from the museum and I go to the museum, lots of people, toward evening. I go through the grand portal and enter. Some lecture may be going on, school children, busy. Red atmosphere, a bit dark. Steps up to enter. This portal is in the street where I met her.
Don't really remember how, but then I met her and she took me in the lift. We were on one of the top floors, but now we take the lift down, and this goes really fast, I can barely stand on my feet and am a bit frightened by it, by the speed. We are going down real fast. She has all control, this is where she works. We pass level 24, but go down to zero or even negative.
Then all the way down we go in a horizontal way a little further, this I had not expected, and it goes fast too, a little bit sf like. Still in the same lift. Garages, basement.
Some other things happen that I can't remember.
At last, later, we are back up somewhere and I am supposed to sleep in the hall, the floor is one big bed and these are many beds, all red, next to each other, like a checker board, and there is just one space left on the side where I am and this is where I have to lie down and sleep. I do that. All other spaces are occupied.
She comes lie with me and immediately starts to get on top of me, her legs and waist heavy. But I am not comfortable with so many people around me and they can see how she wants to make love with me, I am a little embarrassed, so I hold out. I don't get a stiff one, can't if it is rushed so and with so many eyes on me. Then after a while something changes and she is on top of me again, but I can't hold back and take her and see my own penis and how the foreskin moves back further and further almost as if my whole penis is skinned after a while, and I am thinking this is the farthest I have ever gone, but this does not seem good for my body so I hold back a bit.

Steep Road Down

1. Keep Control of Vehicle

Last part of a dream, I'm in a car, driving myself, doing something else at the same time, so that I don't really pay attention. Maybe looking at my tablet or mobile phone or something, something that is important to me. Even when I see that another car overtakes mine on the left and I should follow it, I still don't look up and mind the road. Though, then I see I should, because I have to keep control of the vehicle. The road is very dangerous, now there are suddenly many bends and the road goes down steep. It goes to the left at one time and then to the right at another, and it seems fragmented, though the main route is down to the left and I follow and I try to control the vehicle and somehow manage better than I had expected, especially because I am still not paying full attention. Then I have to lay down whatever it is that takes my attention in the car and mind the road, because it takes some control to keep to the road, as if it slides, but I never bump or crash.
Then I am down, this is in a tunnel and more cars are parked here, they all got here, it is like a traffic jam or a queue, we all get out of the cars. I go up to the front, there is a man there who is a bit out of control, he has a gun and points it, don't remember where, maybe to a lady who is next to him. I know her in the dream, not him, he is in a panic or shock situation. The girl talks to him, I know meanwhile that he will not shoot. I know that I might be a target, the target in fact, but fear no damage. I am confident. I come closer. This takes a long time, but he eventually puts the gun away himself. There was a light green colour in the tunnel or basement rooms down there, low ceiling, but light.

2. Hafr

Fragment of a dream in which I saw and went up to Hafr. Maybe she was also someone else.

Parking an Airplane

1. Plane on the Road

End of a dream.
I had been up and down the road between Leuven and Herent already, now from Herent to Leuven, halfway after the Windgat, light, I am alone, whereas before I wasn't. I am driving a plane suddenly, while this is not even mine, but since I'm in it I'm the one responsible, so I move the thing, being in the cockpit. I am in the middle of the street, not in the right lane, and I maneuver a little to the left and should go more to the right, but in the end I am good when I'm in the centre of the street. Then I'm out of the way. And it is difficult to control the airplane, because it is so big, and I'm not entirely comfortable, because it is not mine and the situation is a bit weird. Once I'm more or less okay with the situation I'm expecting a girl, maybe because she announced she would be coming, but the dream does not last long enough for me to see her.

Stones and Wood Bed

1. Back Seat Discussion

I arrive in the middle of the night, but I want to go to my brother N, because there is something I have to discuss with him, in regards to myself.
I arrive somewhere and go to the corner of the street. Men are working there. They are all wearing a headset, but only for one ear, very slim, and futuristic. They seem like employees of the city, and are digging up the street, if I remember correctly, all look alike, same age.
They're all doing the same kind of work, too, but independently. They are cluttered together, but work individually, different places in the same piece of street or pavement, but work for themselves, own projects, weird to see.
Beha is there, and D, who lives not far from here, incidentally, which is also very close to where I live. This is all incidental, but practical in a way.
D takes me with him, car, drives around with me, because he wants to show me something. At a certain point we the street slopes downward, and we have to brake, but that is a little difficult, because we are both on the back seat chatting, me on the left side, he on the right side. That means, the wheel is on my side. He's not moving at all, not inclined to brake, is not aware of any danger.
After a while I start to panic slightly, this should not happen, but the way is long, I know however that the end is a T-crossing. Night. So one moment I start to lean over and try to reach the dashboard. The only thing I can grab on to is a sort of choke, only much bigger and it is so long that I can reach this. Since it is the only thing within reach, it must be the brake, and I pull it and try other stuff, it does not move much, but slight movements seem to do something, however I effect not much, so I ask my brother for instructions and look back at him while I lean over. Eventually, I bring the vehicle to a stop.
D has stalled me so long that there is no more time now to visit N, which I think is a pity.

2. A Lesson in Crystal Magic

My bedroom, stones around the bed, all looks very different than in reality, also the upper room beneath the roof, all in wood, bed in the left corner, but touching no wall, stairs on the right, but other room between, and in front is also a room, like some cottage, or Swiss house.
Suddenly Vebt is there, at the foot end of the bed, I am in the bed, and she starts explaining things, but I also ask questions. She says of a particular stone, the one on the right foot, that it is not awake yet. But she does not explain how to awaken a stone, so I ask her later.
In the meanwhile, she is working hard at the foot end. She has brought in, as if by magic, a large piece of wood, three men could fit in the log, like the roots of an old oak tree, just the stump, and on its side, pointed to me, massive wood. And then she has to prepare it especially for me, so she cuts the wood in two places but not all through, so it stays one piece, and the upper pieces she points more to me. The wood is really impressive to look at. My question when she does that is: how important is it to point crystals.
She has also brought lapis lazuli and malachite, though the stones are not hers, but someone else's, a man's, so she can't leave the stones here indefinitely. She tells me that.
Those stones lie on the bed, she put them there, but she already forgot she brought them with her, and when I point out this she says that they are not hers. The two stones are a bit lost in the sheets, at the right foot. She says the whole thing about those two stones as a rather weird story. And the lapis, she says, negates the working of the malachite.
She gives a lot of explanations about that piece of wood, what it is supposed to mean or do. And something about a bench at a church. This happens when she talks, this is at the Saint Peter's Church in Leuven, calm, maybe early morning, we come there from the side of the Diestsestraat. At some point she says there is a ghost at the church that always walks passed, it was here in the past, when we met here the first time, and it is still here. It never occurred to me, but now that she tells me, I know it is true. Walks past the bench up and down.
In the bedroom again, she changes some of the stones that I was using, and one of those of mine was sleeping, so my question is: how do you activate it? This sleeping stone belongs with the others, that lie on the floor, so I put it back there.
At that point, three of her students, and I recognize them, but Elbe is not there, are here in my room to listen to her as if this is a class and I a case study, they stand on my left behind me, and I see them well, but they seem to ignore me. All three close next to each other, obedient.
In fact I was getting ready to get up from bed when Vebt came in and appeared, and now her lesson comes to a close I get up from under the covers, but she puts me back in saying that I can stay in bed, but I want to see my brother N. Even when she leaves she tells me to stay in bed, and I stay in bed, and she kisses me on the forehead farewell, and that is the end of the dream.

(I took notes, but I also removed the stones after this dream).

3. Mad Temper

Going to a party, wedding, I am late. Earlier bedroom, D and someone else, man and two women.
The man is Becr who thinks that he something something, but I get angry with his arrogance many times. And in the dream I really am angry that I can't control it, it is out of me before I know it every time. As if I have not learned anything. He is being stubborn.
There is a gig, music, the bride's sisters are here, Ka, a taiji student of Joja, is here, by that time I am really bad tempered.
Meditation. I had promised one of those girls to do a meditation, I want to do this for her. My brother D follows me. Can't read my notes. And then, for me it is too late anyway.
After that going to a wedding party, N, being guided by a friend, party hall, seen it, something.
Svdb is the one leading me or guiding me, I'm late for the wedding, we start in one hall, but the ceremony and the people are somewhere else entirely. I follow him, at the corner where we should turn left, there is a platter left, with lobster, red, big and nice. Svdb has had this already, this was the wedding dinner. I should have had some too, but I'm too late, so I let it go.
Being at the wedding itself was not in the dream, but later I cannot find my room. Can't read my notes.
Bale does not want to see me, but says that I could have given a talk on Saturday, which is stupid, because that day would not have worked for me at all anyway.

The Hermit Landlady

1. Cycling Danger

Dream starts in a university hall, the rector is there, a group, we are being guided by a tourist guide. The elder ones follow behind. Something with a man horse, centaur?
When we leave this place, we are still a group, we go behind another place and not the ordinary route so people don't spy on us, and I intend to leave and go a certain way. The others follow me. After the building behind which we walk, we go left, and cycle, all of us, and a little bit further we turn right and enter a field, there is a field path, but it is covered with grass, a little steep slope up, but once in the field it is still difficult to cycle, because of the grass, there is no real road, but tracks seem to exist, and I have been here before. It is deep, this path, but that does not make it more functional.
Feels like the Diestsesteenweg. Only it is in the country side.
After a while, I'm behind and two others, and the rest is ahead, they go a little faster and I let them, because there is only one way. Then suddenly from the country side we enter the high road and cars and trucks drive by fast, we are there from one moment to the other and it is a little surprising and suddenly we have to be cautious, but I will not slow down or stop or go to the side, we can use this road and it will go a lot faster. More dangerous, too.
There is a tunnel ahead, that will be even more difficult, because there will naturally be less room.
When we enter the highway, I am with these two other guys, and we get in between trucks, three in front of us, in a row, and one behind us. We go fast now. I try to keep up, we have to go at least as fast as the trucks and keep moving. One of those guys has a girl on his shoulders, that was the only way to have her travel, he carries her.
Then in the tunnel two others get an accident, we arrive later, but I can't remember what happened, I don't think I enter the tunnel at all, dream stops with that.
 
2. Double Mind
 
Possibly the same dream
In the dream, because of my actions (?), people think I'm crazy (in the sense of being overcourageous). At some point I talk to Svdb, him I can trust. At some point, Svdb says I have to read the book of the grey shrimp.
Later, I lay down on top of a table, this is my final destination, something with a puppet, or like a puppet (which reminds me of Rachel of Terry Goodkind's books).
There is a doctor in the neighbourhood and I explain to him that my mind is not my own. There is something going on that feels like possession. The things I do are someone else in me, but I am aware of what happens, though no control. Someone else's mind has been put into mine. And this mind has no other body or no other place to go.
I have a book at hand in which I had been reading on my own here. While I'm on the table, like a doctor's table, only in the middle of a normal room, I sit up and see notes on the floor and elsewhere near me, five euro notes, two of them, by the leg of the table, on my right. And some on the bed as well.
I don't want the doctor to see those fivers, and I want to pick it up.

3. Fencing

Fencing?
Car making u-turn?
Norwegian Wood, of Murakami? Or at least something that reminds me of this book and story.

4. Door to a New Floor

We are on our way to somewhere, we stop to rest a little, sit at a table.
A while nothing happens, the room reminds me of the kitchen of my parents. Nothing special happens, although we meet with the people who run this place, complex building, weird atmosphere.
Everyone goes to the bathroom, I have to go too, but I wait till everyone's gone, so that I can go in all peace.
So I go as last. I think in the meanwhile we also try to eat or drink, but I'm not sure anymore.
The bathroom is to the left, public toilets, big room, for boys. Other people are still here. One person was not back and is still there. But two women who work here are chatting and idling in the room.
The place does not look like a bathroom, although there are a bunch of separate rooms next to each other, I check one of those, the one all the way on the left, but I don't find the toilet. It seems to be a shower, mandir maybe. And I feel like I don't understand while everyone else apparently does.
I say nothing and I go to the other side. Opposite is a balustrade. Like a balcony, that is, you look one or two floors down. And I take a pee here. Beneath me I can see yellow water, so I must be right. Of course, this is a place where everyone in the room can see you, there is no extra door or wall or whatever, but I pee down, and it goes in the big basin that looks like an old swimming pool, length of the room.
Closer to the side of the balustrade is another long, but narrow pool of water that I think is an aquarium, and I even see fishes. The aquarium is so full that the water goes over the edge. Yellow as well, and at that point I think it is a bit filthy, because the fish have to live in that. But when my pee slows down it naturally comes down in that one, and I don't give a damn.
Then I feel like I have to take a shit as well and realize that will be a little more difficult here, knowing that peeing is already difficult. I turn around because I want to check the bathroom. People are still there, they don't make a move. People keep looking for the toilet, where it actually is, and I'm the same. (This is the earlier fragment, should come here).
I enter one of those places, and I don't find a toilet, and the little room looks really old, old-fashioned. It looks more like a room for changing clothes, when you go for a swim. I think, this must have been a pool ages ago.
At this moment, two young people keep this place open, as far as I can tell, and we trust them, although they are only students and live here and rent a room here, so they are not really in charge, but the lady who is, does not want to show herself, she keeps to herself. These two are Spanish students. They are a boy and a girl.
When I'm back at the table, we get something to eat, I am at the left corner. I put salt in my dish, whatever it was, but the salt itself has a taste too, and comes in portions in plastic bags that you have like for boemboe. So it is herbs too. I'm sitting a bit to the side or at the edge, so I'm not all the way with my feet under the table.
I'm late with eating, everyone else is finished, but there are still a lot of plastic bags on the table. Small, square, wood. The students are on the right, behind me, somewhere. There is a door that leads in front, and one behind us through which we entered this place.
I cut open a bag and put it on my food, everyone at the table corrects me. I took the wrong bag, but I can't tell the difference. These things are transparent anyway. There is a whole assortment of it.
Three packs of salt I already had, now I take the fourth portion, but again I make a mistake and open it wrongly. That is when things become hysteric, or people panic, because I should of all things not have touched that one bag. It's too late for that know. I did not know, everyone else did, they were informed, while I was away.
Now I see what is in it. The table was divided in two, there was something in the middle, because one part was higher or something, or it was originally two tables put together. This bag was in the centre, but on my side of the table. In it was a necklace, pearls, very beautiful. I realize why I should not have touched it. And I'm thinking, yes, I'm not going to buy this, because I'm not a woman. If I would then this situation would turn out okay, but now it is hopeless, they can't sell it again.
My brother D is there and he says: but that is not your kind of thing, and you will not buy it anyway. Is what he says. And the two students really cannot laugh with the situation, this is bad. They say they have to go and get the landlady, she must know. 
I still don't know what I did wrong. In the meanwhile I'm thinking of a solution. We could open the other bag, and transfer both contents. And then I see some of the bags have a different closing mechanism and we can use that, like tape, to close the original one, and it will look like nothing has happened. But it will not do.
During this whole thing, the boy student says he has not seen the land lady since 2009. Everyone is a little shocked to hear that. She must really be a special case. So those two students take the door behind us and a stairway down. They will look for her. Also during this whole thing, because we are not serious about it, because it feels like we've stepped in a different world, the necklace has fallen onto the floor. I'm not urged to go and take it.
After a while I decide I should take my responsibility and go after them and share the punishment when they meet the landlady. So I get up and take the stairs to the cellar (it reminds me of the cellar of my parents). While I do this I know it is the right thing to do.
When I am below, there is a whole different floor, big and complex, I am in a t-shirt only, I am wearing no pants, naked there. This is because my pants got wet or dirty, when I tried to go to the toilet. Or it is still wet because it has just been washed, I put it in the wash.
I go nonetheless, decided.
And I actually find this woman. She has grey hair. Can't remember what happened. She sees me, she is a distance away from me, again, where she stands feels like the kitchen, and I come in, but the room is big. She is Spanish too. I can't tell her age. I think she got grey hair because she's always alone in the dark.
Anyway, I go with the landlady back upstairs. In the meanwhile, I know this house has even more levels. And this is what happens, because when we should arrive back where I came from, she opens a different door and she says: is the house something something. She means to say: is this the house you came from and where she originally came from but she can't remember, because it's been too long for her. Is this the house? I answer: no, because my floor is still higher up.
But, we go in anyway, and on this floor everything is new. Something something flushed with water? Means maybe living room under water, can't remember.
Anyway, the conclusion is that everything has been healed when I enter the different door, the one she opened.
That is where the dream ends, and I feel a little different.

Girl Drowns in Ice Cold Pool

1. Swamp

Swamp, water.

2. Walking with Mith

In the dream I see in advance what will happen. Everything is full of light, but also very busy, and it seems, many things at the same time, and mostly, I wait, and see that things actually happen. Many thoughts went out to Mith, and many seemed to come in from Tivd.
One fragment is like this. There is Mith, outside, but not alone, with some friends of her, and she is going somewhere because she needs to do something, possibly taiji.
I follow her. At some point there is a long escalator downwards, and when I'm on it, it goes fast really suddenly, (from notes: the same as in a movie theater, the stairs downward, I mean kinepolis in Leuven, when you go back after seeing the film, everyone has to take the same stairs, and it is somewhere small in the back, concrete walls).
This is inside, but when we are down, that is outside again, and the whole thing looks like you go down the Donkerstraat (I used to do this with my bicycle, and went very fast), this was in my head, but I don't think the street was really there, but it might have been the same place anyway, at the bottom (because I have had many dreams about that place long time ago).
Then there is some sort of signal, or I am the signal, or a tone, I can't remember really. Anyway, now it seems that Mith was about to go swimming, and when two of my own group see this, they go after her, because they cannot restrain themselves. Maybe the pool was in the dream. I remember a special place, this was also down the bottom of a hill, and it was circular like a pond, for one person.
But the water was cold, and she was in it and she almost drowned because it is no normal pool. And maybe one of the guys was Bana. And Mith was walking before with her two dogs. They were in the dream.
At that point the vision that I had in the beginning comes true. But I must have seen it a few times. As if different stories are experienced at the same time.
Now it is my responsibility, I find, that I have to stop those two men coming after her, police (?). I will try and prevent them from groping her, that will give Mith the time to escape, she is in enough trouble there in the pool as it is. This turns in a sword fight (?).
And she goes under in the ice cold water. Which is okay because it is hot, but it must not be very pleasant for her.

3. Pizza Bar and Couple

Everyone is on excursion.
Jommeke comic books. People dressed like them, on the cover, or they disguised. Can't remember context.
There was also a puzzle or drawing, shiny, and I had to put a tile in the right spot, which was in the far left corner.

I am somewhere upstairs in the shop, light, on my own, relaxed, and using Keva's real pen. I am at a desk at the wall, other people are surely waiting for me but I want to do this first. The paper in front of me, I write, only fragments, words, here and there, no coherence. And the ink makes blots, because I'm not used to write with a real pen. I can't write with this.
Then Keva comes and takes a look and he has his pipe with him (?).
There is a girl on my left, this may be in a different location, same house, she looks exotic, reminds me of the Australian one, she is still very young. I put my arm around her and she kisses me, she cannot hold her back, and her kisses are really wet. And she keeps doing this.
Then I enter a place somewhere to eat pizza, this is the last part of the dream, maybe another dream, but still the same dream cycle, and there is a table in the middle, behind that on the left is the counter where you can order food. There is a couple at the table, and they take a lot of space, though they sit at the left side, and there are many seats around the table. The woman on this side, the man on the other side. And I see it, and the table is full of folders and papers, the girl is studying, for sure. And I think, there is room, but better sit somewhere else and not disturb them, and then I think, I might just as well sit here, and this I do.
After a while I'm a lot closer to that girl, and even if that man is in front of me, I somehow touch her on the leg or somewhere, and after that I become bolder and put my hand under her bottom, and am shocked myself, and fear that she will be angry, so I back away, but she does not really go mad. Maybe she wants it too, though it is not clear in the dream, and maybe at that time, the man was gone to the toilet. But this is also where I wake up.

Snow Horizon

1. Ice Track

We're out in the open, cycling, maybe an excursion, my brothers and me, a few others maybe, and only a handful of tourists aside spread across the thing where we are, but not many people, vast area, we come from the left. The area across on the other side is snowed under. We are cycling on a sort of dyke but there is no water, big square, grass on the sides, high up, we follow this to one corner, or so we intend, and then to the left to round the square. What is on our left I don't know. But there is also a path that cuts across diagonally, and one of us, a woman, still young, I mean impatient and immature, she wants to go that way because she want to get to the other side and meet up with someone. Something is there that she wants to see, or she just wants to be in that place, it happens to be snowy there, not always it is like that, and she goes the diagonal path because she can't wait, and I want to hold her back, but she's gone already, no one follows because we ought to go the right way. My brother N thinks the same as me. I'm in front, he's behind. But we let her go anyway. We will catch up with her anyway. I can't remember what's there at the horizon, but it must be special.

2. Racing Teams

At home, parents, there are different groups there. N says we have to wait, but I am finished already a long time to leave and get going. There is another group, they are gone already. I understand that he wants to give each group time, so that they won't disturb each other once they're underway, but how can we end first, if we give them a head start like that?

3. Move Parked Car

Possibly the same dream.
Hill, street, up. We are on the up side, halfway up. I see other people struggling to get up. There is a car on the side, parked, with the four yellow lights pinking because it is on the street, albeit on the side, right, but still. N is already ahead. I think the car is in the way and want to move it. It is a big car and I don't know if this is a good idea, because it is not only heavy, but the wheels are blocked. I get in and try to move the car, but of course it does not drive the way it should, because the wheels are locked, so it jumps and turns on its axis, to the left, and again, bumps, and goes a little forward. I think I might be worse off now, but it is okay. The brakes are on. I move in anyway. After that it is okay.

4. Bedroom

Still the same dream, or dream cycle.
There is a girl on the bed, maybe H or B, light. This is in the room of D, at parents house, other people in the room. I try to lean in on the girl, touch. But she is there with me, which means she is inclined towards me, so to speak. Bed is in the middle of the room. The other people are not on the bed, we look at them, conversation.

Galahad Card

1. No Control Car

Cat. Kaco martial book selling, like in the military (this from notes).

In the middle of the night, in the garden. My brother D's wife's family there. Especially M.

There is a passage where I arrive by car. There is not much space and I drive slowly. The driver has stepped out of the car, it is night. There is a house behind and a kerb opposite, and the street ends here. Someone else is outside, who lives here. End of the world kind of place. Left of the house and street end there is nothing. High place.

I still sit in the car, and possibly my brother N too. I am in a back seat, right. But the car moves. Forward first, and then back. This is dangerous and I don't know how to handle it. Shall I reach over and turn the wheel? Or try the brakes? I don't seem to be in the right position. The car never hits something, but it is always close.

Saving cats. Twice? Getting away in the night, but in a friendly way, not bad guys. A boy has seen I don't know what, dogs. Something about Thea Beckman, the writer.

2. Broad Lift

There is a lift that continually goes up and down. It is a very broad lift, a car would fit in it. On the side of a building. I never enter but watch it. I am not alone, the others see it too. Something about asking questions. This is an unfamiliar building, stands alone, and off of the other buildings, not really in a city. And on top of a small height.

3. Woli's Party and Mefa

Windgat Bicycle type of dream, towards Leuven.

I am underway to Leuven, it is in the evening, getting dark already. I am almost to the height of the ringroad, after that the road will go down. I am on my way to Woli. Possibly I met other cyclists on the way.

Woli is throwing a party, I try to make it, I cycle alone, but when I take the Donkerstraat, which descends, I see people sitting or standing at the side of the street, and I also see houses on the side, one in particular has the lights on and I look in the house to see if I see anyone I know. I see the living room and two guys are there, but no one I know.

Among the people standing outside I recognize Mefa, so I stop, this after long consideration, because most people here I don't know and it is not Woli's party here, but one of a girl. Two girls I don't know are the main characters. Not knowing them is reason enough for me not to stop here. I want to be on time too, at Woli's. One of the girls stands on the steps toward the house next to the one with light, and she looks over the people. She has long red curly hair and she is the birthday girl.

I greet everyone. But I also say I have to go. Then I see Woli standing back from the crowd and a bit down. So he is here anyway. I am confused and try to reconsider my decisions.

There is a scene where I sit, light, inside. Mefa sits on my left, in a one person chair, comfortable. And he gets a present from someone, I see what it is. It is something to do with Sir Galahad, and I spontaneously start to explain, because I know the hidden meaning. I say the word is a code for "gallant" (galant), like in gallantry. And I tell him he had this before, now it is a Tarot card. And everyone including Mefa is amazed that I know such things.

4. Book on Drumming

Last dream.
Shop, lower level, ground floor is sectioned in different levels connected to each other. I am in a corner, but it is light, no windows. Another colleague is here too. And then Sopa comes in and I ask her what book she is looking for and she says she needs a book on drumming and I ask her why because she can do that already, but she is looking for something advanced. I don't think we have that, but she knows her way around much better and I am surprised we have books on this at all. She swings her arms and makes lots of movements, like dancing or drumming. Lids is also here.
After this I also go to another section, which is a little higher, can't remember the rest. There are many rooms, no particular order, like a puzzle or maze.

Have You the Goddess in You?

1. Women Stall

My own apartment. I am there. Brothers jump in. I don't want them to be here but they come anyway. They want inside and I can't say no because something needs to be arranges. Especially my father, he is here to do something. Possibly my brothers were already in the house. N for sure.

Luckily for me, my mother does not want to stay. And she goes and after a while my father goes too.

My brother N and I go home too, we take a very particular route. It has to be that one and no other. Naturally we meet our parents on the way.

I thought the place would have been somewhere else, but I recognize the mother of Hafr, who stands in a stall, like one of the KVLV, in front of the Unic. The street must have been set off for this. This means that my brother and I come from the centre of town, Herent, and go from there to our parents. The place we intend to go is to H&B probably, but now their mother is here and we stop here. The front of their shop faces the Unic.

They sell all kinds of things, but mostly clothes, and everything is for girls. My brother is certainly not interested. I on the other hand am polite. Oddly enough they are the only stall here. 

The mother of Hafr starts to say things to me, like if I like the clothes here and whether I would like to buy anything. The ladies laugh. They're teasing me.

I got there with my bicycle. My brother followed me with his car. But now that we've stopped, he is on his cycle too.

I had trouble with my bicycle when we entered this street. And I had no control, or not enough. That is, I wanted to go straight, but I went left, and I had trouble evading a wall or a post and so on. Also, my left brake was broken. N drove slowly behind me. I don't hurt myself in the end, so all is alright.

We drive up a hill too, or this street has a slope (which is not there in reality). At a certain point there are cars coming from in front of us and I have to evade them, that is a little difficult. But it all works.

And then Kr, the mother of Hafr, asks me, or both of us, but especially me: do you have a goddess in you? And of course I have to answer positively, so that is when the ladies start to laugh and giggle. Of course she means if I have a feminine side. I say that is well possible, and in my defense, I add, mostly subconscious. Of course this does not help and they keep teasing me.

A part of their stall has food too. My father is there, at a small, improvised table, and eats a bruschetta with garlic. Everyone had already eaten. But I want some too.

At a certain point someone says: it smelled like patrick and samurai, half garlic. The first is a kind of sauce in the dream, the second and third are one and the same thing. I would like something with garlic.

At the end of the dream, there is an urgency call for Ba of the badminton. Apparently, he also does emergencies, for hospital or whatever, and he is called. It takes a really long time, but I think my father says not to worry. This was the last scene.

2. Saving the Pink Pig

I'm in an unfamiliar house, spacious, one level, maze, everything is connected and open, as if this building has no roof, and only small walls, so that you always have an overview of the place. Much light, yellows in the walls. 

By the end of the dream I am in a different house, without a roof too, came in in the front, can only stay here a short while. Brother N and a girl are here too, she led me in. I have to be quick. Back of the house is a yard. You can see everything. 

There is a scene with eating. A lot more happened in the first house too though, can't remember.

Now I have to collect in this empty feeling house what I hid here before, I know exactly where it is. It is in a corner, the smallest room, obviously the toilet. I open the door, and there it is on the floor. There are other things waiting here too. I take three things with me. First the thing I came for, which I've now forgotten what it was. Then I take the small pink plouche pig that I put here and belongs to the first thing too. And then a third thing, but I can't remember what. The third thing was a red pen. The whole pen was red and I put it on where I usually do, so at that point in the dream I am wearing my badge. And it feels like I'm working. I put the pen on my badge.

I have to take these things with me, now I am ready to run.

People are looking for this, so now I have to run away with it. Not to my house. But to friends, or this is my friend's house. I want to help, even if this is not my personal mission.

At some point Pebr is here. He is at the front door and enters. Sometimes Scout's like scenes. He follows us through the house. He is contaminated with something, so we don't want to be in his neighbourhood. Something about Cthulhu.

3. Difficult Customers

In the shop, which looks rather different and very unfamiliar to me. I feel like stranger here and when I arrive, which is the start of the dream, I am rather uncertain of how to work here. The space is open, one floor, different levels, corners. In the middle is a tv, projecting on a screen on the wall. You can sit on a cube that serves as a bench, white. In the dream I never see the whole shop, only the part I come. I feel sure in the upper part and try to keep to that piece.

At first it seems I am the only person working here, while there are a lot of folks. Then after a while, when I'm already helping customers and having difficulties, I realize there are colleagues, Digr and Brva for sure, possibly Keva.

What I would like to do most is not work but enjoy my time and watch telly. But I can't, I have to work.

A customer comes to me and asks me a question. Something with something she ordered (reservatiebewijsje). Apparently something has gone wrong, and I listen, but I can't fix the problem. I don't know what to do.

Lots of other stuff is happening at the same time. All this happens around me, but I'm not a part of it.

This upper room, there is a table in the middle and I sit myself on the left side. Customers gather on the right side. I can't even tell who was first. I am helping someone and the others have to wait. I can't take the pressure. And I know I can't help this one customer, so I have to look for a different solution. At some point I can't take it anymore and I get angry and I shout at the people, to one lady in particular, but she could not help it, even if she was pushy. And immediately afterwards I apologize.

I still want to help. I also want to run away. At this point I know there are colleagues, and I want to send the customers to the others. I run away for a little, to the central room with the tv, but I don't allow myself to watch tv or relax. Digr sees I'm having difficulties, and that is it. So I get back and try to help anyway.

I don't think I really helped any of them.

Then the scene changes, and there is a way out, the place outside is even higher and I see some people there and looks really good and I want to be a part of that. And I follow and I see that many people do, and that I seem to make the right choice by going outside. More people follow. Still, my boss and my colleagues are dumbstruck and don't understand that I am going out. They stay in. But out is where it is happening.

Some sort of circle is formed with the people outside. This is clearly an alternative kind of thing, but I might enjoy it. I'm the only employee here. I don't take hands, but some do in the circle. I'm more on the side, this is also because I would like to observe first. They're singing of course, and I like that and join. Some other people that come in later stand by me and don't hold hands and don't really join the circle, but they're still out.

Then they start to dance, which I had expected. We with our little group with whom things take a little longer stay, but after a while someone takes my hand and a small row is formed and dance too, on our own, which is as good. And we go this way and that way, I am a little surprised when we change direction. First a person on my right leads but in the end there is a person on the left leading. Girl wearing white dress, lace. I'm having fun. This is about where the dream ends.

Fighting the Orc Gang

1. Projector Quest and Kiss

Unfamiliar city, by day, light, group or team of people, all people I know from real life, but can't remember who. We are on a quest. We drive around. I think we carry the big projector with us and try not to drop it. Especially when my brother N is carrying it. We drive through the streets.

At some point we come to a square where we have our station or base camp and stuff happens there. I'm a moment alone. I go into a building and talk to a girl that I like and have seen before, and possibly know from real life. Young. Long light brown hair, reminds me of the one who is going to Japan. She is behind the bar and works here. This is a small corner, but part of a bigger complex. To enter, you have to go up a step, and then to the left, where she is. I order chips. Dark inside.

I go outside again for some reason and when I come back the second time, there are two other people too, a guy and a girl. They chat. I keep trying to talk with the first girl, though this is less easy. She says to the others that I ordered something.

In the same building or neighbourhood, I am forced by other people to go up. Chdm is here too. I first see only her back, and her long hair, she is beautiful.

At some point in the dream I go to her and turn her to me, grab her and don't let go of her, though I already feel she is not sure about what is happening. Still I give her a kiss on the mouth. She would have kissed me on the cheek to greet, but I go for the mouth, she is a bit surprised, and is reluctant, but does not say anything about then or afterwards. Afterwards we talk like friends. She is my back up in this whole situation.

I am already inside on the lower level, then I go up, because people take me away, even if against my will. But these are the bad guys, a gang. And they have power and control all the rest. I don't resist.

Upstairs all the gang members are present, whole group, one boss. I can't recall exactly why or what, but it can be solved by me playing their game, and it is a real game. We can challenge each other on the board of the board game.

I have to pick a character. I know the game and have played it before, I usually take an average character, but this time my eye goes to the magician. This is a big fellow, has a lot of power. The figurines are all on the boars. Not painted. We play on the floor. Some people are standing, some sit down, around it. The boss is behind us, bored.

I think quite a while, then go for the magician anyway, though I don't know how the magic works, because I've never played this person before. But there are many advantages and extra's with this character, so I have a good chance of winning.

Once we get started, the boss has already left the room. And I get my turn and on every turn I can start with two free attacks with six dice, which is really a lot, but that is the privilege of the magician. Then the bad guys also have respect for me, and in the game see I am having the advantage, because somehow I get the sword Curse of the Orc, which is from heroquest, and does extra damage to orcs, which they all are. The sword has another name, something with Van Peel.

The sword is a point of light in the dream, the room is dark.

The dream ends with me rolling the six dice on the next turn. I'm going to win easily.

2. Balancing the Car

Re, two cars, one topples.
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The dream starts in the night, evening, dark atmosphere, but colours are full, green and blue. I leave the street and start walking up the long path that leads to the house of my uncle A and aunt M, who live in Antwerp. The path goes a little up, but not much, it turns to my left, but in the dream I see myself coming from the far end and so see myself turn to the right. From this perspective, I can see both my aunt and uncle too, while they both get in their respective cars and start their cars and make ready to leave.
Their house is big, standing alone, on a height, sort of hill.
Maybe it is morning, they both need to pick someone up, or evening. Apart from them there is no one else.
When I arrive, I take care that they see me, and don't drive over me, because they don't expect me. I don't know if it makes sense if I still go up even if they are leaving. Aunt M takes off.
But uncle A has a lot more problems. And he is wild in his frustration, the car starts parked on the grass and goes down a little but then topples on the side, he tries to regain control, and the car goes all directions, but not forward, in the end he can put the cars on its four wheels again, but it takes him some effort, and it looks dangerous. I hope he did not hurt himself. He obviously lost control.

Wild Race

1. Peeling Shrimp

I am peeling cooked shrimp, or scampi, really big ones, and eat them. They're good. At the moment I am the only one eating them, though I'm not alone. Close up type of dream.

2. No Control Bicycle Race

We are in a coastal city, beach nearby, but I never see it. Leave the building, enter the promenade. Driving on a special bicycle, it is really a small wheelchair. Wheels are small. I continue in this. I am the only one with this. Maybe that is the reason why I get caught up in a competition of cyclists. Most have normal bikes.

This is a straight street. From the moment I am caught in the race, I can't pull back. But quickly enough I take over everyone and I am in front. I don't really like it, because it goes too fast and I can't control it. I look for my brakes now and then, and only now and then I find them. But then I think, I might not use them at all. Then there is a sharp bent to the left and the road goes down steeply, which means, I'll be going even faster. I'm thinking, I'll just have to steer better. At that point my brother comes after me, he has joined the race and takes me over. The rest is behind. I descend the bent. And I don't know whether I am supposed to keep left or right or in the centre. The lanes are coloured and somehow show the most efficient path to take. Green and blue.

And then there are competitors of another race who are speeding upward. Now not only I have to not smash into the walls left and right, or fall, but also evade those coming up. The others behind me are so slow.

3. A Bed in the Centre

Medieval complex, building in that style (reminds me of the building in the dream about the phoenix). Can't remember what happens.

Then, when we are going back, we come into a room that reminds me of the veranda of my parents. It is a room at the side. Big, rectangular, a bit dark. Lots of people, not much in the room itself. Windows. Especially on the left. You can see people pass by, the same as in the taichi training hall of Joja. There is a big bed in the middle of the room. I am in that bed. And there is a girl that I know in the dream in it too. We are not supposed to be together, but we are. What's more, we are naked, or at least almost. At first, we are decent, but then she wants me so bad (she reminds me of De) that we start to get naked and start to get excited. And that is when I say to her, softly, are you coming to my room (wil je mee naar mijn kamertje?). Everyone can see us, but at this point I can't care anymore. I let it all happen because we have been postponing this for so long. So long that I possibly had given up on it. She says yes, but we are already naked then, and the sheets are tossed.

My brother N is in the neighbourhood.

4. Sampling Mead

(Hypnagogic Dream)

I'm in the restaurant where I usually have lunch. I'm at the bar, rather intimate, this is the private place, not the public space of the restaurant itself. I am there and I serve them mead, which I made myself. I have three cups to sample. The first one is the new one, which I think is not so good, because it is too sweet. And I think the other two are better because they are of the first batch, and that was better. Yet, both are still different. And the second actually comes from a bottle of beer, dark beer, Grimbergen. And it is dark when I serve it, and Pi finds it suspicious. He doesn't like it anyway, I am a little disappointed. 

5. Recording Dreams

All through the night I tried to remember my dreams (not the ones recorded here) so hard that the taking of notes came through in the dreams.