Late for Talk

1. Leuven Workshop, Eating Books, Phone Conversation

Alth is here, Chwe is here, Keva is here and chooses colours for ribbon that the police will use to seal a crime scene. He picks to colours of orange, and I think that is stupid and want to add my idea to it which would be at least a white one, so that the orange is broken a bit. I think it is stupid to have two kinds of orange, please choose one.
In another fragment I have the chance to see Elbr. She has her something something.

In Leuven, afternoon in the weekend, me and my friends take a break, then continue, but I continue first.
There is a place that looks like the Ladeuze square, which has been fenced off all the way. We come from Hoover square, where we took our break. It is day, and light. I lead and the others follow, and I want to cross the square but we can't, so I am looking if we can somehow trespass, for I have already seen that some places in the fence are open. There is no one on the square, but it looks like a place where they are working.
Then I see people and I go through an opening anyway, so I enter the working site. Lots of people are seated in front of a podium, down, and are waiting, we pass between them and the podium, because there is a specific place we have to go to, at least I am. At the other side is some kind of kiosk. We go in, you can order food here, there is some taiji something going on here, and then this is a chips tent, and we sit down at a table on the right to have chips.
Then there is another restaurant like this beside it. In the one we are a Chinese person is behind the bar to tend to us, he waits. Maybe Chwe and Woli are here. I want to eat something first, but in the dream I have in fact just eaten a hamburger.
I pity the Chinese cook, his food is burning, he is making lasagne, I don't know if you can order this, too.
Then my mother who is also there starts to talk about all the recent deaths and becomes rather emotional. I don't want to be part of this. My brothers are here. I don't know about my dad.
I was going to give the workshop here or at least at that day in the afternoon.

The end of the dream is when I am having a telephone conversation with a girl, I only hear her voice and my own voice. The conversation is rather long. She speaks me about a long lake in Copenhagen in which you can swim up, and I visualize the lake when I think of it but am not sure if it is reality. The lake slopes up and is long like a loch. She says in the end that when I am at the top then I can swim down again on the 'baanrug' which translates as the Road Back. She asks me: will you try? And I say: yes. That is where it ends and I realize I was dreaming, and I wake up.

2. Heading Home in Leuven

Something like a Skill Quest, Leuven. Night, dark, alone over the Grote Markt. And I put something at the police station, and something something.
Something about the price label of a book, I have to think about Kaco a long while in the dream, but don't plan making contact with her, I am aware of my thinking. (Can't read my notes).
I am going back to where I parked my bicycle. While I go I have to avoid the buses hitting me, at least two. Keva is there, and tells someone something, about Kessel-lo, and something (I can't read my notes).
First together going somewhere with other people, but then I am alone.
This might have been an earlier dream than the upper one.

3. Party Time at Night

Traversing a square, to go somewhere, dream maybe connected to dream 2. I see a lady who is half naked, dressed in bikini, and some kind of light jacket. She is with boys, but lots of people are outside in the night, this is at the Grote Markt, and they are surely waiting to go to some party or do something like that. Lots of people have gathered there. I see this when I pass them and then I see more girls with the same outfit, though they don't know each other. Just before, Joja passed me, but he does not see me and I don't go after him, I press on.
When I pass this mass of people I come to another area, but this second area is a dancing too, and many people are there partying. To my left is a door downstairs which leads to a discotheque. When I passed all those girls I thought I might take advantage of the situation, but I don't feel like it at all, so I don't. Then when I want to follow people down, I see across of me my niece R, and go to her and she welcomes me heartily, which surprises me, but I feel good by it, and not a long time later she is joined by her brothers, among which D. R asks me what I would like to drink, and I am thinking I can't just ask for water so I order a coke. Beyond them is another party going on. They obviously plan on dancing all night, but I don't want to do that. I don't know why I'm here, and I want to be gone quick enough, but I go with them for a while to the back.
To my surprise there is a lot of sunshine there, and while we wait which I find bothersome I choose to stand in the sunshine, because it is warm and light.
Cousin D asks me something, and I don't know whether I am tired and want to go to bed or not. I can't decide. But the dream ends there.

4. Esoteric House

This is the continuation of dream 1, which means that is the last dream of the night, but I have confused the notes.

At the chips shop, I am eating books, I am carrying five books with me, two of which I have devoured already, then I start with the third one but don't want to eat it, because I still want to read it. But the other two I don't want to eat either, because I value these two even more. 

I realize that it is Sunday or Monday afternoon and I am about to give a talk to my friends.
Then I realize I actually have to be in London and not in Leuven, and I wonder why I am in Leuven at all, maybe someone said it could not be done in London, but I feel cheated and tricked into it and still want to make it for London, if I go now I might still arrive in London, not in time, but late, but I will be there nonetheless, today. Because I promised.
The whole time at the square everything was said and done like this that I thought I was right in doing the talk right there in Leuven.
Now I get to London far too late, but I know they will be waiting, which is a bad feeling.
So first I leave Leuven, there is a place called Werk&Werk, or Work and Work, that I pass, I am by car and stop halfway on the road at this house which I know is an esoteric centre. And I knock, or in fact just enter. And the dining room I see is furnished so that it looks like something esoteric, yet at the same time this seems like a private house, but I go in anyway. Oddly enough, no one greets me. When I go in I see in another room further away two women chatting, an older lady to a younger lady, they have dark skin and live here. I hail, I suppose they work here, but I'm not sure this is a shop at all anymore.
They seem startled. I say hello, but they don't understand why I am here. So I was mistaken after all. I don't know what to say, because I am now confused.
Some time later I go outside to the left, and there is light and another woman, and she takes care of the situation, and leads me on, and there are other people too, and she takes all of us to another room to our left and there is a table set for a talk, and she will be giving it and I may join. No one is seated yet.

In a next scene I am no longer there but I enter a small room in a building in London, some upper story, and there everyone is waiting, two tables full, seventeen people, mostly men, and three known to me, Momo is there, and someone else who introduces me once I am there, in the dream I know him, but I can't say who he is. They were waiting. I am amazed by seeing so many people waiting for me, but I am ready to give my talk. The first thing I say is that I am sorry that I have already given my speech today, but in the wrong location. I say this because it is funny, but it does not sound like that when I utter it, but my English accent is impeccable.

Blooming Hawthorn

1. Alphabets in Herent

Simple dream with seemingly no images, so all was dark and I had thoughts about an alphabet, not just one, but many, but the many were public, and other people were doing things with these alphabets, though I did not see these people, nor knew who they were, but somehow they were present in the same mindscape as me. All the while, I wanted to protect this one alphabet, which I regarded as special, and I did not want to have anyone else know about it because that would defile it.
Later in the dream, things shifted to the desire to write, or this was all about a writing project, and this was in Herent. My home town was firmly in my mind as a location.
Only later did the dream take normal colourings, and I was in Herent, at the Wilselsesteenweg, near Den Elst, in one of the gardens of the houses there, light, sunny, outside, by day, some people outside, many of which I know, and Mael was there, though sometimes I could not decide and he was Joja2. I can't remember it all, but at some point he says he wants to go to Croatia, in fact he must, this is an escape, he feels he can't stay here. He will be away for work there and this for nine months. I don't know what to say, he is much to himself, and I don't know if he wants help, maybe I needed him or wanted him to do something for me first. This is towards the end of the dream.

2. Sol

Maybe the same dream, the first part. Something about the word Sol and the name Stefan. Can't remember what.

3. Private Party

I am invited to Pi's house, and I go there, on my way I meet someone else who is also going there but I don't know him, but it is nice to go with him. It is a sunny day, clear, atmosphere same as in dream 1. I meet him along the road and we follow the street. No houses, but I know the road, though this is a place I rarely come.
I can't remember the transition, but at some point not much later Pi is there too, by accident, and he of course guides us the whole way, we turn right, but then we turn this way and that, all the way following him, he goes quick, because he knows his way well, and when we arrive at his house, I am sure I would not have found it on my own. But I am also glad that I arrive there with him, and the house is a cottage, rather big, one floor, front garden, and a meandering path from the right to the front door in the middle of the house. The door is open and clearly things are at the ready to receive many guests.
Pi guides the way, and the other man follows right behind him and I after them. They follow the path exactly, and I marvel at the blooming Hawthorn on the side. The tuck in their heads when they go underneath its branches. I think its white blossoms are beautiful and wonder when was the last time I saw something as beautiful as this.
I was going under it, the tree to the right, other trees in line, but then I decide to go to the left, and avoid having to bend or bow, so I pass the tree.
We come to the front of the house. Already a table is set outside with food on it, and Pi seems to be in a good mood, jovial. I feel awkward going into his house, but I am invited and here now, so I go.
Already outside there were guests, but when I go inside, the hallway, and then the room to the right, in the living room I see many people, all of the guests, enjoying themselves, and I don't know anybody of them, and I am a bit uncomfortable, and think that maybe I should not have come, but this is only my unease.
There is lots of food, I look forward eating. Maybe Jeve is there, she would be the only familiar person. And the lady of the house, but I don't know her, they have a back garden, the hallway is small, and the kitchens too, behind are the private quarters.
I turn back to go back outside, only to find more strangers, that is where the dream ends.

4. Taiji Stance

Inside, I'm in front of a man and I explain something taiji to him and take his hands, the fingertips of it, when I stand in front of him, and ask him to push me. His hands were on shoulder height.