1. Mongolian Cathedral
Something about Indonesia. Being there. And then later in the dream again. Bright.
What I remember is still later in the dream, when we were in Mongolia, sightseeing, there were lush hills. We got to the top and the first place we visit is on the right, relatively plain, but seemed to be an enclosed area. There are long stone bars that can be used as benches, like the Swedish ones you use for gymnastics, but bigger, and full stone, so it is very heavy. We arrange them to our liking, no problem in moving them. I assume these are artifacts from some ancient time.
Not much later we visit a second place, which is on the left. I suppose we have our cars parked in between, if there is a road at all. This is the top of the hill, but high in relation to sea level, all is high here. There is a cathedral build here, but I doubt it is still in use. All grass, some other tourists here. We never go in, I don't know if it is possible at all. We sit on the benches, which are in front of the church and lower, we have a nice view, though I never see the panorama, in the dream my vision is always turned toward the church.
When we sit there we see other people coming up behind us, there are two or three locals, they are curious, I think they guided the other tourists here, but they also check on us, without approaching, but I see them looking.
2. Carrying a Washing Machine
There is a long street, seen from faraway. I am walking Dore home. We are about to say goodbye. I want to hug her, because that is what we did last time, but she makes no response this time, and there is no kiss either, not even on the cheek. So things seem a bit distant here.
She is carrying a washing machine, but it is light enough. I can't remember where she got it from, but I suppose she is taking this one with her because she is moving house.
3. Military Funeral in the Andes
"The thunderline of the Andes is the biggest thunder line of the world."
The man means that the aircrafts or the gunners should not make too much noise because if they do it will echo and resonate throughout the whole mountain range, not just locally. In the Andes, he means, sound is carried through the mountains over the whole line of the continent. That is big.
I am watching, and there are military people everywhere, and this one person is a captain of sorts and stands on a dais or height, with his platoon, and they all have guns or rifles, and he demonstrates how to fire shots in the air and corrects some people, one in particular, who does not look like a novice, but all the same. They do this because there is a funeral and then they have to shoot in the air. This is a military base in the mountains. I also see the aircrafts. Ships and planes will need to be 'gummed' to make them silent, if I remember correctly.
4. Egg Fight
I remember a fragment of dream inside, in the kitchen, table looks big, there is me and a girl who is Bale. We both look at the floor, there are two eggs, one normal size and one very big, but not as big as an ostrich egg. Both are cooked, they lie in the corner. The normal size one is hers, the other is mine. And I have the idea that they can compete or that the eggs need to do something. So I nudge my egg, and it goes over to hers and they touch each other and then I see hers has already been damaged, some of the shell is, and then they seem to fight, though not much happens except that they roll against each other and I watch. And the shell gets broken, and you see the cooked egg beneath it, both eggs, but hers is more damaged. I don't know what good it is.
5. Lap Session
Possibly the same dream. The cats are still upstairs, these are Bale's cats, and so Bale wants to go upstairs again.
There is a fragment of dream in which the space is small in a living room upstairs, light, where Bale and I have contact or at least there is some sexual connection even without touching. And we both know and recognize this. And Bale comes sit on my lap which is exactly what I want. But she does no more that that while I would like more, but she is not yet ready. Something about her not wanting to dirty her hands because she still has to touch cat V for doing something.
6. Unearthing the Chrysanthemum
Outside, there is a small church, grass on the left side, and the lawn is full of chrysanthemums that we probably brought ourselves, though some plants are young and they are all in the full ground. After the funeral, because that is why we have assembled here, we have to take or we take the flowers with us, this is what needs to be done. Together everyone shovels a plant out and gives it to the next person and so passes it on and we carry it to the car. I mostly watch. And we will give them a new patch.
Across the street is a patch near a brook and thus a little lower than street level, and walls of concrete, and someone is down there and planting the flowers. Some time the dream switches between both spaces.
I wonder whether the young plants also need to be unearthed, but the others keep going at it. But the other person also keeps on replanting them, this is because I get more conscious, and the action on both sides gains rational strength.
At some point another family has arrived before the church doors, we are not yet done, but almost. They are the next to attend a funeral. We are also one family, that means, both my brothers and my parents are here, and other members of family unidentified.
7. Coven Get Together
Hypnagogic dreams.
Can't read my notes, then changing places, and I join at table.
There is mead on the table. This is in the living room of parents, but they are not here. Notes were these: Arco group is there, and we just had a session, now they sit together to have food I think, though earlier in the dream we did other things, can't remember. Changing places means changing rooms, first we gather in one then in the dining room of parents (not living room).
I see Tivd, and also Br, although he sits behind someone else, I think that is a nice coincidence to see them both together. Vead must be there, of Arco group.
There are three girls somewhere, from somewhere, and Tivd. Something about calendars, three different ones, more even, they are on the table and people look into them. I avoid giving attention to the centre one which is about sex, but people see it anyway.
At some point in a dream there was also Th.
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Friday, 13 December 2013
Thursday, 12 December 2013
Leaf Katapult
1. Leaf Sling
Outside, like a garden, but much wider, only grass, and on a slope, light and spacious. Maybe a big garden. Sloping different ways.
There is a group of people, boys and girls, the mix is important, they are all young and excited.
At some point I have to elastic bands in my hands, in my left hand, and I work them quickly in a way that I can shoot one of them with the other, so one elastic band is stretched between my fingers, and the other around this one. After that I'm holding something else as well, but I forgot what.
There is a particular blond girl (the one from the Hut, who played guitar). She starts to give explanations or instructions about something. Walks a bit alone. There are two books, possibly related to what she says, one is about electricity, two others are cookbooks.
At some point this is what the elastic bands change into, they become autumn leaves, long enough to wind about the fingers and use as a sling somehow too. To do that you have to make a hole in the leave with a flap, without tearing up the leaf. I do a few of these. After a while it does not work anymore, possibly because I start to become too conscious then, and I can't find the right relation between the bigness of the hole and not tearing the leaf. But they are elastic.
I think that 1000 is a little bit too much. Something about a teacher. Can't read my notes.
2. Clearing the Space to Move House
Cat V is in the dream, quite a lot, and prominently present, light, she runs to and fro and is very active. At some point she falls from the sky, right onto the floor. Don't know where she came from. Later still she is being stroked by something. I give her a lot of attention.
There is some cleaning up to do, because we are moving house, this is still in the same house, which might not even be mine. It is time to go, and everything has to be outside before 12 o'clock. A lot still has to be packed.
My dad is there, and brothers both.
Frge is there, he goes something something (I can't read my notes), student something, actually still has to something something.
There is a part where we commute with the train, from the one place to the other and back, it is not a long distance. I am in fact on time, but because of that I think I still have time to do something else, so I linger somewhere in between first, in a private room, and then I am too late. And whatever it was I took with me I keep dragging it with me, though I should leave it somewhere.
Later there is something about kamishibai, these are story plates for children, the ones I have are very big, they look like the big floppy maps of Deltas. A mother and her son had ordered these, and they come and pick it up now. So this is the first place in fact, and very big, and the shop, or where I am which is the counter, is actually a table, and there is no one else they can ask something. I go to the shelves by the wall and find the bag with the flaps in it, but it is rather clumsy, but they are happy. There is a hallway that leads away from here, through a door across of the table. Red coloured flaps.
At some point in the dream, but I can't remember when or where, I start to pack stones and crystals. This is in a room behind the shop room. There are still people there, long tables next to each other, and I see stones that other people left, or of a girl that is there still and see that the stones have become longer or more different because mine were put among them. I can identify every stone and I do. Twice. Now I can't remember what the black ones were, but possibly of volcanic nature, the others were pyrite, lots of them, and I take these with me, two of them merged, and I ask the lady if I can take these with me, and she nods her head. So most of those stones were not mine at all, two sisters, and Loli.
I have contact with a fourteen year old girl with blond hair, later but in the same room, though different place in the room, we sit on the table, she on my lap, she looks for contact, I don't really know what to do with her. I see her hair, which is blond, but something is wrong with it and I see its history as if she has had cancer many times, and every time she's saved her scalp and put them together on top of each other. So I am careful.
In the meanwhile I write a text, there is printed text on it, all this in the same room and because of the moving, there is pencil writing, and I write between the lines in pen. Others keep moving around me. At some point we are in the garden, which looks like that of parents, and we eat. Everyone something something, sweet, something something tastes good.
Outside, like a garden, but much wider, only grass, and on a slope, light and spacious. Maybe a big garden. Sloping different ways.
There is a group of people, boys and girls, the mix is important, they are all young and excited.
At some point I have to elastic bands in my hands, in my left hand, and I work them quickly in a way that I can shoot one of them with the other, so one elastic band is stretched between my fingers, and the other around this one. After that I'm holding something else as well, but I forgot what.
There is a particular blond girl (the one from the Hut, who played guitar). She starts to give explanations or instructions about something. Walks a bit alone. There are two books, possibly related to what she says, one is about electricity, two others are cookbooks.
At some point this is what the elastic bands change into, they become autumn leaves, long enough to wind about the fingers and use as a sling somehow too. To do that you have to make a hole in the leave with a flap, without tearing up the leaf. I do a few of these. After a while it does not work anymore, possibly because I start to become too conscious then, and I can't find the right relation between the bigness of the hole and not tearing the leaf. But they are elastic.
I think that 1000 is a little bit too much. Something about a teacher. Can't read my notes.
2. Clearing the Space to Move House
Cat V is in the dream, quite a lot, and prominently present, light, she runs to and fro and is very active. At some point she falls from the sky, right onto the floor. Don't know where she came from. Later still she is being stroked by something. I give her a lot of attention.
There is some cleaning up to do, because we are moving house, this is still in the same house, which might not even be mine. It is time to go, and everything has to be outside before 12 o'clock. A lot still has to be packed.
My dad is there, and brothers both.
Frge is there, he goes something something (I can't read my notes), student something, actually still has to something something.
There is a part where we commute with the train, from the one place to the other and back, it is not a long distance. I am in fact on time, but because of that I think I still have time to do something else, so I linger somewhere in between first, in a private room, and then I am too late. And whatever it was I took with me I keep dragging it with me, though I should leave it somewhere.
Later there is something about kamishibai, these are story plates for children, the ones I have are very big, they look like the big floppy maps of Deltas. A mother and her son had ordered these, and they come and pick it up now. So this is the first place in fact, and very big, and the shop, or where I am which is the counter, is actually a table, and there is no one else they can ask something. I go to the shelves by the wall and find the bag with the flaps in it, but it is rather clumsy, but they are happy. There is a hallway that leads away from here, through a door across of the table. Red coloured flaps.
At some point in the dream, but I can't remember when or where, I start to pack stones and crystals. This is in a room behind the shop room. There are still people there, long tables next to each other, and I see stones that other people left, or of a girl that is there still and see that the stones have become longer or more different because mine were put among them. I can identify every stone and I do. Twice. Now I can't remember what the black ones were, but possibly of volcanic nature, the others were pyrite, lots of them, and I take these with me, two of them merged, and I ask the lady if I can take these with me, and she nods her head. So most of those stones were not mine at all, two sisters, and Loli.
I have contact with a fourteen year old girl with blond hair, later but in the same room, though different place in the room, we sit on the table, she on my lap, she looks for contact, I don't really know what to do with her. I see her hair, which is blond, but something is wrong with it and I see its history as if she has had cancer many times, and every time she's saved her scalp and put them together on top of each other. So I am careful.
In the meanwhile I write a text, there is printed text on it, all this in the same room and because of the moving, there is pencil writing, and I write between the lines in pen. Others keep moving around me. At some point we are in the garden, which looks like that of parents, and we eat. Everyone something something, sweet, something something tastes good.
Wednesday, 4 December 2013
Jade Rings
1. Areas of Water
Something about Dore, maybe she was there.
Different people present, I am the leader, because no one else wants to take the lead.
Then we arrive at the water, dark, outside, like a lake, this body of water has different areas, with different waters, and they have different qualities. (Reminded me of Life of Pi film).
When I am in the water I choose carefully which water I want to be in, strategically. I choose the brightest spots, with clear deep blue water, like the ocean. The water is like the ocean, and I want the clearest. In the dream I know that this is because of a certain kind of fish in that area, they keep the water blue, slim, small, school.
For me it has been a long time since I've been in the water, and that is why I want to something something. But my friends advise me not to go to the dangerous areas. Regardless of what they say I go to whichever area I like and make these decisions myself, but they happen to be the harmless ones. I go to the bright spots, and I avoid the dark ones. Shades and colours of water.
Later we are inside, and upstairs, and there is also water, maybe a swimming pool and we go swim there.
In the house I bump into Mr Vdng. Something about a message I sent. Maybe something about taiji.
We go from room to room. Someone is happy because I have informed her. I can't remember about what.
Something about soup.
2. Monolith Stay Out
Outside, gravel, back of a house, looks like a ruin, not many people are here, we are here to investigate, or I am here because other people I am with are here. Day. There is a rock or tall standing stone in the back yard, but all is stone. It looks like a monolith, but not smooth, and this may be a quarry in fact. Yellowish colour.
Back is the house we came from, and in front is another house. This place is owned by other people, and we are visiting, and maybe we have to be careful. I am vigilant at all times.
At some point inside, on an upper floor, something something.
Later, inside, dark, people come together and I already see what this is about, but the man, one of those who live here, is explaining what we are about to do. I don't trust him at all. They were busy when I entered, but I join anyway, because I was supposed to and because I know what to do before this person gives explanations. He feels like an alien.
Everyone has rings on their fingers, most are men, most rings are jade. The person speaking has many on his fingers, different sizes. I take off one ring that I know and show it and put it in my mouth, and slowly I feel how it melts, after some time there is not much left of the ring, but it is still in my mouth and the rest will not melt away, because I don't want it.
There is a second ring, and this one I keep for myself (or maybe the first ring I put on my fingers and the other one I eat). The other ring is being auctioned.
This one person who is like a boss sees me stealing one of those rings.
Later after a while I take out the leftovers of the ring from my mouth.
At some point outside, day, there are two teachers from where I went to school, this place looks like the park in Herent, and they walk hand in hand, many people are in the park, it is not really the park but reminds me of it, I am there in the corner, but in the park nonetheless, when I see them coming, they approach and try not to be bothered. One of them is a sports teacher, and when they are too close they let go of each other, because he does not want people to know they are gay. They keep going and go wherever they need to be.
Earlier in the dream, something about sleeping, staying over somewhere. Something with the curtains. This is in a big house, and on the upper floor, we take one side of the house, and the windows are big. And I know on the other side of the house on this same floor are private quarters but we are not allowed there and I don't want to go there anyway. But the people who are with me don't know and think that this one room is all there is, but it is big enough, like a ballroom, but more like a living room with furniture and so on. There is a small electric fire somewhere which is burning and I think that it is no use for such a big room, and there should be a normal radiator too.
Only later I hear people on the other side and know there is a midnight party going on on the other side of the door. I can almost see the people.
I was not alone in the room, other people stayed here with me, and there must also have been a person from the house showing us around.
At some point in I don't know which dream we are outside again and it is time to make food, and I think we are supposed to make it ourselves, and there is a kitchen, across the gravel yard, so this is still in the same area. I am eager to start cooking, even if I would rather have that other people made food for me. I see all kinds of things in the kitchen. The kitchen is one room you enter, some steps up and then a small cooking area. There is an Asian lady working already, she is making food for us. There are chicken legs, and curries. And there is yoghurt and lamb, and all kinds of oil, and I watch the lady work, and I ask her also what oil she is using, while I already see what it is, or I guess it, it is peanut oil.
3. Hair Bands
Fragments. At some point in a dream I am wearing hair bands, black and many, on my left wrist, and this was possibly in dream 2 in the fragment with the jade rings.
There is a fragment of dream where I touch my dick and also have a towel and I suppose I sit down and I don't really want to come, but there is much ejaculation coming out.
4. Food Checks
Last dream. I sit across Licu, table, too big for us, inside but public area, greys, like this is some kind of basement. I still owe her money, we talk and then try to settle the debts and I give her my checks (maaltijdcheques). In order to get things right and balanced she reasons she has to give me hers, and she has many and I believe she wants to give me as many to me as I give to her in relation to the amount she has, and I have. And she keeps giving, and I think it is too much, hers are 36 euro per check, and she gives too many but I cannot but accept.
Something about Dore, maybe she was there.
Different people present, I am the leader, because no one else wants to take the lead.
Then we arrive at the water, dark, outside, like a lake, this body of water has different areas, with different waters, and they have different qualities. (Reminded me of Life of Pi film).
When I am in the water I choose carefully which water I want to be in, strategically. I choose the brightest spots, with clear deep blue water, like the ocean. The water is like the ocean, and I want the clearest. In the dream I know that this is because of a certain kind of fish in that area, they keep the water blue, slim, small, school.
For me it has been a long time since I've been in the water, and that is why I want to something something. But my friends advise me not to go to the dangerous areas. Regardless of what they say I go to whichever area I like and make these decisions myself, but they happen to be the harmless ones. I go to the bright spots, and I avoid the dark ones. Shades and colours of water.
Later we are inside, and upstairs, and there is also water, maybe a swimming pool and we go swim there.
In the house I bump into Mr Vdng. Something about a message I sent. Maybe something about taiji.
We go from room to room. Someone is happy because I have informed her. I can't remember about what.
Something about soup.
2. Monolith Stay Out
Outside, gravel, back of a house, looks like a ruin, not many people are here, we are here to investigate, or I am here because other people I am with are here. Day. There is a rock or tall standing stone in the back yard, but all is stone. It looks like a monolith, but not smooth, and this may be a quarry in fact. Yellowish colour.
Back is the house we came from, and in front is another house. This place is owned by other people, and we are visiting, and maybe we have to be careful. I am vigilant at all times.
At some point inside, on an upper floor, something something.
Later, inside, dark, people come together and I already see what this is about, but the man, one of those who live here, is explaining what we are about to do. I don't trust him at all. They were busy when I entered, but I join anyway, because I was supposed to and because I know what to do before this person gives explanations. He feels like an alien.
Everyone has rings on their fingers, most are men, most rings are jade. The person speaking has many on his fingers, different sizes. I take off one ring that I know and show it and put it in my mouth, and slowly I feel how it melts, after some time there is not much left of the ring, but it is still in my mouth and the rest will not melt away, because I don't want it.
There is a second ring, and this one I keep for myself (or maybe the first ring I put on my fingers and the other one I eat). The other ring is being auctioned.
This one person who is like a boss sees me stealing one of those rings.
Later after a while I take out the leftovers of the ring from my mouth.
At some point outside, day, there are two teachers from where I went to school, this place looks like the park in Herent, and they walk hand in hand, many people are in the park, it is not really the park but reminds me of it, I am there in the corner, but in the park nonetheless, when I see them coming, they approach and try not to be bothered. One of them is a sports teacher, and when they are too close they let go of each other, because he does not want people to know they are gay. They keep going and go wherever they need to be.
Earlier in the dream, something about sleeping, staying over somewhere. Something with the curtains. This is in a big house, and on the upper floor, we take one side of the house, and the windows are big. And I know on the other side of the house on this same floor are private quarters but we are not allowed there and I don't want to go there anyway. But the people who are with me don't know and think that this one room is all there is, but it is big enough, like a ballroom, but more like a living room with furniture and so on. There is a small electric fire somewhere which is burning and I think that it is no use for such a big room, and there should be a normal radiator too.
Only later I hear people on the other side and know there is a midnight party going on on the other side of the door. I can almost see the people.
I was not alone in the room, other people stayed here with me, and there must also have been a person from the house showing us around.
At some point in I don't know which dream we are outside again and it is time to make food, and I think we are supposed to make it ourselves, and there is a kitchen, across the gravel yard, so this is still in the same area. I am eager to start cooking, even if I would rather have that other people made food for me. I see all kinds of things in the kitchen. The kitchen is one room you enter, some steps up and then a small cooking area. There is an Asian lady working already, she is making food for us. There are chicken legs, and curries. And there is yoghurt and lamb, and all kinds of oil, and I watch the lady work, and I ask her also what oil she is using, while I already see what it is, or I guess it, it is peanut oil.
3. Hair Bands
Fragments. At some point in a dream I am wearing hair bands, black and many, on my left wrist, and this was possibly in dream 2 in the fragment with the jade rings.
There is a fragment of dream where I touch my dick and also have a towel and I suppose I sit down and I don't really want to come, but there is much ejaculation coming out.
4. Food Checks
Last dream. I sit across Licu, table, too big for us, inside but public area, greys, like this is some kind of basement. I still owe her money, we talk and then try to settle the debts and I give her my checks (maaltijdcheques). In order to get things right and balanced she reasons she has to give me hers, and she has many and I believe she wants to give me as many to me as I give to her in relation to the amount she has, and I have. And she keeps giving, and I think it is too much, hers are 36 euro per check, and she gives too many but I cannot but accept.
Tuesday, 26 November 2013
Mountain House
1. Rock Grid
Dream about Chwe and I, mostly alone, and near each other but never close. Mostly inside, but sometimes outside, long stretched building. Something that needed finishing. Something about a text, line per line. Tedious work.
One time outside big square maybe. Maybe something about Woli.
Sometimes other people were involved somehow.
Maybe the same dream. My crystal grid at home, though in the dream an unfamiliar place though my own, larger place, is incomplete, but that means that stones are taken to be used for certain work. I have one big stone, recently acquired, a yellow rock bigger than a fist, and I walk around with this and contemplate what I should do. When I am at the crystals I consider where I will put it, and in the end I place it somewhere, turning it in a position that seems to fit exactly, and no other position will do.
2. Two Fingers Signal
Outside. Light, pass the house, then to the meadow behind where all the people gather, and passed the house to its left side, some kind of happening. Parents and brothers are already there. We don't venture far out, but stay on the grass which is closest to the kerbside of the terrace, which is a little higher. They sit down and make ready to have picknick, all prepared. I sit with them, being the last person to arrive.
There is a tall blond girl who I've seen before, in passing, possibly in an earlier dream or earlier in the same dream, and possibly in real life too, that would be in the shop then. I watch her when she comes, because I know her and I know she wants my attention. When she is close by she walks passed, but I do what she wants and look at her and I see her put out two fingers, like a peace sign, but she holds the fingers almost horizontal and slanting down. But the signal is clear, and what I make of it is this that she wants me to follow her after two minutes, which is what I shall do. Though when I am clear about her intention, and she gives me leave in fact, I can't wait. Anyway, when she has passed by and goes to the terrace and then behind us to the house where the activities are, and a cafe, I rein in myself and tell myself to wait as she bade me.
At the same time parents and brothers are also waiting, but on one of there own party, and if I am correct they are waiting for the new girl friend of my brother N, but I don't care about this and want to follow this lady sooner. Anyway, the girl friend would have been here a long time, but she does not come at all, while they keep waiting, and I feel that I am the one causing her delay by wanting to follow the blond girl. And I am thinking that the girl friend might be Chwe, but even then.
I want to follow immediately, but I wait a little, but not very long and certainly not two minutes. So I go after her early. When I rise she is no longer there but there is only one place where she can go and that is the house with the cafe, so I go there and enter, alone.
When I am up and walking I realize I am not wearing pants, I do have underwear and a shirt, but no trousers. This was okay when I sat with my family, but it is a little awkward now, though I don't mind and go on anyway. People must accept me how I am.
When I enter the building she is not there, but I immediately notice that in the back there is a little room where they are giving a taiji class, and I remember suddenly in the dream that this was in the program and that I possibly promised to go and support them, so I will do that now. I seem to remember that I promised this girl I would be taking this class, so now the promise is fulfilled. According to the dream she would have told me about this taiji class.
So I go there, red atmosphere, and there is a Chinese woman teaching, and a handful other people, this place looks like the back of a cafe where they have parties, so not very welcoming. It does not matter. Maybe three other people following the woman's teaching. I join, I can follow what she does and try to link it with my own taiji, recognizing stances, but what she does is vastly different from what I know. And it is certainly not better. Very different than I am used to. There is not a lot of place. I seem to recognize 'lady works at shuttles' and 'repulsing monkey'.
Then the tall blond girl comes back, she has particular facial features and I am sure I have seen her in real life. She was at the toilet and now she is back, and in the same room is a table, two wooden tables, and she sits herself down at one, and is alone and clearly she is waiting till I'm done and will come to her. All is so clear, and I will carry out the plan flawlessly, except that suddenly Bale enters and sees me as if it is a long time ago and she wants to talk to me or she makes conversation. Her presence makes it difficult for me to go to the girl and talk to her, because now I am no longer alone.
Then the dream gets confused by the end and through our talk we are led to visions of America and trains, and I think that even the blond girl joins the discussion about trains in America from a long time ago, here and here, pointing at a map and I see the landscape and the rails, and the trains at the end of these rails, out of order and left behind since many many years. One such train is red.
The last scene is when we are in a city, I look at the weather, and see the shadow of the buildings, there is a great square, and we cross it on one side, up. And this is Italy, big modern city. Can't remember what happened in particular. At the end of the square something happened but not of major consequence, then we are back on trail and look for pizza, is it me who wants pizza badly. Do I follow my brother N? There is a lady with us, too. We end up in some private house of an Italian who also makes pizzas, but we pass the back of his house and his car is there, and it looks like he is working on it. That is about where the dream ends, we never go in.
3. The Mountain Road
Last dream.
In the mountains. I decide to pass somewhere (can't read notes).
Earlier in the dream a shop like environment.
There is a house which is build on a cliff, but a road passes to. So we are high up on a mountain and from the window you can see well the wide horizon. Friends are here.
At some point I am downstairs, the hall is big and I sit on the floor leaning against the front wall, this is where the front door is, and this door is really big and of wood, but not in perfect condition. I can't remember who else was there, but I felt comfortable. The other person or persons were across the room. We were utterly chilling.
Then suddenly Anta comes down from the stairs on the right, and it has been a very long time since I have seen her and am happy to see her. So we start to talk. She looks good.
She is very direct and tells me, while she is standing and I am sitting still, that she is free and that if I want to have sex with her this can be done. Of course she knows I want to because in the old days I let her know that. Now she is free and tells me. I'd rather first reacquaint .
We sit across each other at a table to the right, wooden table, but I'm sure that earlier I have already touched her body. I touched her breasts. (Can't read notes).
She explains to me that she still has her kid, because I know she is a mother, but that she will not have her child for much longer, so I should not worry. She really wants to hurry, which is not necessary for me at all. There is white in her clothing.
Then she starts to undress me and herself. She wants it all rightaway. I let her do.
Then N. (Can't read my notes here). Hall of a big house, big int itself, Anta does not continue, can't remember what happened. Someone entered.
Then I see Kivo, and then other colleagues too, they were her colleagues long ago too. When they enter and walk about, which I had never expected, Anta excuses herself and says that she should have prepared herself, like bringing a condom, but more especially to secure me so that we would not be disturbed by colleagues. That is, she should have planned it all better and taken me upstairs to her room in the first place.
I sit on the floor next to the door, and look outside and think that the view here is much better than at home.
The dream ends when we are urged into a 4X4 vehicle, with my brother N organizing this and this is a big car or jeep, but still we are many people in just one car. N is not driving but he is giving instructions. We wind down the mountain path which is always the side of the mountain. When we are more down we come to a more settled place, but it has rained in the passed few days though the weather is good now, but once we get to a certain point where people live though there are no houses but only some people, then the road is part of the lawn itself and you can see mud bubbles or mud bubbling up from underneath. It is almost impossible to see the road, but these mud bubbles are always on the path. I think it is a bad idea to drive over that, because we will surely sink, but we just continue and I trust it. Or we stop. Or we have to get back. Anyway at that place the dream ends.
Dream about Chwe and I, mostly alone, and near each other but never close. Mostly inside, but sometimes outside, long stretched building. Something that needed finishing. Something about a text, line per line. Tedious work.
One time outside big square maybe. Maybe something about Woli.
Sometimes other people were involved somehow.
Maybe the same dream. My crystal grid at home, though in the dream an unfamiliar place though my own, larger place, is incomplete, but that means that stones are taken to be used for certain work. I have one big stone, recently acquired, a yellow rock bigger than a fist, and I walk around with this and contemplate what I should do. When I am at the crystals I consider where I will put it, and in the end I place it somewhere, turning it in a position that seems to fit exactly, and no other position will do.
2. Two Fingers Signal
Outside. Light, pass the house, then to the meadow behind where all the people gather, and passed the house to its left side, some kind of happening. Parents and brothers are already there. We don't venture far out, but stay on the grass which is closest to the kerbside of the terrace, which is a little higher. They sit down and make ready to have picknick, all prepared. I sit with them, being the last person to arrive.
There is a tall blond girl who I've seen before, in passing, possibly in an earlier dream or earlier in the same dream, and possibly in real life too, that would be in the shop then. I watch her when she comes, because I know her and I know she wants my attention. When she is close by she walks passed, but I do what she wants and look at her and I see her put out two fingers, like a peace sign, but she holds the fingers almost horizontal and slanting down. But the signal is clear, and what I make of it is this that she wants me to follow her after two minutes, which is what I shall do. Though when I am clear about her intention, and she gives me leave in fact, I can't wait. Anyway, when she has passed by and goes to the terrace and then behind us to the house where the activities are, and a cafe, I rein in myself and tell myself to wait as she bade me.
At the same time parents and brothers are also waiting, but on one of there own party, and if I am correct they are waiting for the new girl friend of my brother N, but I don't care about this and want to follow this lady sooner. Anyway, the girl friend would have been here a long time, but she does not come at all, while they keep waiting, and I feel that I am the one causing her delay by wanting to follow the blond girl. And I am thinking that the girl friend might be Chwe, but even then.
I want to follow immediately, but I wait a little, but not very long and certainly not two minutes. So I go after her early. When I rise she is no longer there but there is only one place where she can go and that is the house with the cafe, so I go there and enter, alone.
When I am up and walking I realize I am not wearing pants, I do have underwear and a shirt, but no trousers. This was okay when I sat with my family, but it is a little awkward now, though I don't mind and go on anyway. People must accept me how I am.
When I enter the building she is not there, but I immediately notice that in the back there is a little room where they are giving a taiji class, and I remember suddenly in the dream that this was in the program and that I possibly promised to go and support them, so I will do that now. I seem to remember that I promised this girl I would be taking this class, so now the promise is fulfilled. According to the dream she would have told me about this taiji class.
So I go there, red atmosphere, and there is a Chinese woman teaching, and a handful other people, this place looks like the back of a cafe where they have parties, so not very welcoming. It does not matter. Maybe three other people following the woman's teaching. I join, I can follow what she does and try to link it with my own taiji, recognizing stances, but what she does is vastly different from what I know. And it is certainly not better. Very different than I am used to. There is not a lot of place. I seem to recognize 'lady works at shuttles' and 'repulsing monkey'.
Then the tall blond girl comes back, she has particular facial features and I am sure I have seen her in real life. She was at the toilet and now she is back, and in the same room is a table, two wooden tables, and she sits herself down at one, and is alone and clearly she is waiting till I'm done and will come to her. All is so clear, and I will carry out the plan flawlessly, except that suddenly Bale enters and sees me as if it is a long time ago and she wants to talk to me or she makes conversation. Her presence makes it difficult for me to go to the girl and talk to her, because now I am no longer alone.
Then the dream gets confused by the end and through our talk we are led to visions of America and trains, and I think that even the blond girl joins the discussion about trains in America from a long time ago, here and here, pointing at a map and I see the landscape and the rails, and the trains at the end of these rails, out of order and left behind since many many years. One such train is red.
The last scene is when we are in a city, I look at the weather, and see the shadow of the buildings, there is a great square, and we cross it on one side, up. And this is Italy, big modern city. Can't remember what happened in particular. At the end of the square something happened but not of major consequence, then we are back on trail and look for pizza, is it me who wants pizza badly. Do I follow my brother N? There is a lady with us, too. We end up in some private house of an Italian who also makes pizzas, but we pass the back of his house and his car is there, and it looks like he is working on it. That is about where the dream ends, we never go in.
3. The Mountain Road
Last dream.
In the mountains. I decide to pass somewhere (can't read notes).
Earlier in the dream a shop like environment.
There is a house which is build on a cliff, but a road passes to. So we are high up on a mountain and from the window you can see well the wide horizon. Friends are here.
At some point I am downstairs, the hall is big and I sit on the floor leaning against the front wall, this is where the front door is, and this door is really big and of wood, but not in perfect condition. I can't remember who else was there, but I felt comfortable. The other person or persons were across the room. We were utterly chilling.
Then suddenly Anta comes down from the stairs on the right, and it has been a very long time since I have seen her and am happy to see her. So we start to talk. She looks good.
She is very direct and tells me, while she is standing and I am sitting still, that she is free and that if I want to have sex with her this can be done. Of course she knows I want to because in the old days I let her know that. Now she is free and tells me. I'd rather first reacquaint .
We sit across each other at a table to the right, wooden table, but I'm sure that earlier I have already touched her body. I touched her breasts. (Can't read notes).
She explains to me that she still has her kid, because I know she is a mother, but that she will not have her child for much longer, so I should not worry. She really wants to hurry, which is not necessary for me at all. There is white in her clothing.
Then she starts to undress me and herself. She wants it all rightaway. I let her do.
Then N. (Can't read my notes here). Hall of a big house, big int itself, Anta does not continue, can't remember what happened. Someone entered.
Then I see Kivo, and then other colleagues too, they were her colleagues long ago too. When they enter and walk about, which I had never expected, Anta excuses herself and says that she should have prepared herself, like bringing a condom, but more especially to secure me so that we would not be disturbed by colleagues. That is, she should have planned it all better and taken me upstairs to her room in the first place.
I sit on the floor next to the door, and look outside and think that the view here is much better than at home.
The dream ends when we are urged into a 4X4 vehicle, with my brother N organizing this and this is a big car or jeep, but still we are many people in just one car. N is not driving but he is giving instructions. We wind down the mountain path which is always the side of the mountain. When we are more down we come to a more settled place, but it has rained in the passed few days though the weather is good now, but once we get to a certain point where people live though there are no houses but only some people, then the road is part of the lawn itself and you can see mud bubbles or mud bubbling up from underneath. It is almost impossible to see the road, but these mud bubbles are always on the path. I think it is a bad idea to drive over that, because we will surely sink, but we just continue and I trust it. Or we stop. Or we have to get back. Anyway at that place the dream ends.
Saturday, 23 November 2013
Bring Fate to its Destination
1. Game of Tag
I am being chased and am carrying a certain fate which I can't escape and I have to do something with it, whatever the circumstances. Dark, outside. I try to get to a certain place for this, where I can leave this fate as if it is a package.
At some point the location becomes focused as a playground, two adjacent ones with possibly a building in the middle, like at my old school, only this one is freestanding and less high or less building anyway, and the playgrounds have patches of grass and slope a bit up from the second to the first, which is the bigger one.
From where I am it is all the way at the other side where I have to get, so I go from the smaller square to the bigger one. I try not to be seen by anyone. At that place I have to drop something of myself. This is my responsibility, no one else can do it and I have a duty to do it.
But I remember seeing this place in my mind's eye and it was on the ground, rough stone, but in the centre of it something glistened as if crystal of a kind, and this seemed linked to something deep within the earth, still I was puzzled about what the place really was. My fate however was very clear in the dream, though now I can't describe it.
I'm here for the first time since a long time, at that place, and this place looks like the back yard of the parents, the back of the garden itself, near the shed, though I don't see it, and I touch the spot, and it is as if when I leave my fate here I am planting a seed in a tree trunk stump. The trunk is fossilized and really only a stump is left.
All the time someone wants to stop me, several people actually. Other people move around too, but they are ignorant and are therefore harmless. So I am alone working this thing, though maybe one or two persons support me, though I can't remember. But a handful is working their will against me, and all the rest are ignorant souls.
At some point in the process I try to run fast, but it does not help me. I try at least twice to reach the spot, but always people are scattered across the field, as if players defending a goals while I try to score. The second time I see very clearly a possible path between all those people, there are less than before and a bit less wary. But once I start running they see me anyway and I have to zigzag my way and almost but never really get to my destination. But there was a straight line of sight when I started off. They catch me anyway. All this seems like a serious game of tag, but after that there is peace and time to rest.
2. Magic Healing
There is a wolf wounded at one of its front legs. This has to be taken care of. There are two other victims, of what I can't remember. But now the only thing that can help them is the use of magic.
Other fragment. Something about getting help. Can't read my notes. Something something very strong.
3. Protecting my Teacher
I am at Fras's place, the house is on a slope and right next to another, both are build rather askew. I must have come here cycling, because I parked my bicycle outside in a row of cycles in front of the two houses where the border between the two is. My bicycle is the last in line. The front yards of those houses, it seem twin houses, are made for cars to reach the garage.
I have come here to study magic, as simple as that. I am also here to protect her, something something (can't read notes), but she herself is not home at the moment, I stay behind. The family of Dr are here also by car and are leaving also, can't remember the context.
The back side of the house resembles the house of parents. Of the family Dr there are G and B. They drive a car when they leave, but they cannot but pass on the back, because they can't turn otherwise, so they circle clockwise around it and then at the back drive over the terrace and I am amazed that there is just enough room for all that, and am happy they don't drive over the lawn, and from there they drive back to the front.
I too have to leave, I should not stay too long, but come back (?), outside, line of bicycles. And the magic something something and does not work, maybe orochimaru. There are two helpers, from Poland or somewhere else in Eastern Europe, something about the car and the garage, I enter anyway. (This from notes).
4. Iron Garden Plot
I'm in Scotland with Bale. Highlands.
Everyone is waiting, ready (?), talks will be given, I am one of the speakers, but no one knows that.
The talks will be given downstairs, but upstairs is where we live, so we go back upstairs.
Downstairs they are doing a theatre. At first the place downstairs looks like the living room of parents, and I am waiting for my parents, while everything is being made ready.
Then the talks will follow. Me and Bale are alone and walk in the opposite direction of everyone else.
When we go downstairs, then everyone of upstairs is something something (clothed?). Then the talks start, I thought that they were something something, so I let them to as they please.
I want to start making a vegetable garden (upstairs?). But Bale has more energy than me, and I am reluctant to start working. There is no help, while I would have thought that everyone would work together in this.
Outside where we plan to make this, there are two small plots of land in the garden in the back, and to my left there is some substance in the earth which is a mineral and that is very special because you don't come across that often, and I am thinking that it will improve growing vegetables. Then on my right side I want to lay down iron slabs and before anyone else I already start moving those, because they are heavy, already three I put down there, this is necessary to grow the things I want, though I can't remember why or what. Possibly Elbe and Bale start to help, but it does not last long, since other things need to be discussed first.
At that point this plot of land is up on top of a hill, while before we were all the way down, and there is a patch of lawn in between, but we climbed this bit leaving all the others behind and found the free air up. And a road runs past, and once in a while cars drive by from left to right.
I start gesturing for a lift, but what I really want is help. No one something something, except an African mother that suddenly is there among us and starts to help or talk (can't read notes here).
Earlier at one of the talks, downstairs, I sit at the left behind, with friends around me. Someone else I know who is a teacher from school I know is in the centre, but sees me. At some point something is said about Greek gods. Classroom full of students. I put in my own opinion and start about Egyptian gods, and that is when the teacher in the class reacts to me and some sort of heated conversation goes on between those three points: the people in front who are giving class, the teacher to the right, and me and my table.
5. Young Elephant Pet
There is some last dream, which I don't quite remember, but there is someone with a small elephant as pet, and I lean back over the sofa and want to scratch him or rub his or her belly. And then a discussion starts about why the belly must be rubbed, and people have different opinions about this. And meanwhile sometimes the elephant changes into a young boy, but still lying on his back on the floor. At some other point he was next to his master or mistress, who sits on a seat, some sort of bench, which is behind me, and other people sit there too, and the elephant is on the side, which is out of reach for me. I can't remember the rest, but I know I was glad to have a dream with some intimacy and physical contact. I'm almost sure in the end I also hugged someone.
I am being chased and am carrying a certain fate which I can't escape and I have to do something with it, whatever the circumstances. Dark, outside. I try to get to a certain place for this, where I can leave this fate as if it is a package.
At some point the location becomes focused as a playground, two adjacent ones with possibly a building in the middle, like at my old school, only this one is freestanding and less high or less building anyway, and the playgrounds have patches of grass and slope a bit up from the second to the first, which is the bigger one.
From where I am it is all the way at the other side where I have to get, so I go from the smaller square to the bigger one. I try not to be seen by anyone. At that place I have to drop something of myself. This is my responsibility, no one else can do it and I have a duty to do it.
But I remember seeing this place in my mind's eye and it was on the ground, rough stone, but in the centre of it something glistened as if crystal of a kind, and this seemed linked to something deep within the earth, still I was puzzled about what the place really was. My fate however was very clear in the dream, though now I can't describe it.
I'm here for the first time since a long time, at that place, and this place looks like the back yard of the parents, the back of the garden itself, near the shed, though I don't see it, and I touch the spot, and it is as if when I leave my fate here I am planting a seed in a tree trunk stump. The trunk is fossilized and really only a stump is left.
All the time someone wants to stop me, several people actually. Other people move around too, but they are ignorant and are therefore harmless. So I am alone working this thing, though maybe one or two persons support me, though I can't remember. But a handful is working their will against me, and all the rest are ignorant souls.
At some point in the process I try to run fast, but it does not help me. I try at least twice to reach the spot, but always people are scattered across the field, as if players defending a goals while I try to score. The second time I see very clearly a possible path between all those people, there are less than before and a bit less wary. But once I start running they see me anyway and I have to zigzag my way and almost but never really get to my destination. But there was a straight line of sight when I started off. They catch me anyway. All this seems like a serious game of tag, but after that there is peace and time to rest.
2. Magic Healing
There is a wolf wounded at one of its front legs. This has to be taken care of. There are two other victims, of what I can't remember. But now the only thing that can help them is the use of magic.
Other fragment. Something about getting help. Can't read my notes. Something something very strong.
3. Protecting my Teacher
I am at Fras's place, the house is on a slope and right next to another, both are build rather askew. I must have come here cycling, because I parked my bicycle outside in a row of cycles in front of the two houses where the border between the two is. My bicycle is the last in line. The front yards of those houses, it seem twin houses, are made for cars to reach the garage.
I have come here to study magic, as simple as that. I am also here to protect her, something something (can't read notes), but she herself is not home at the moment, I stay behind. The family of Dr are here also by car and are leaving also, can't remember the context.
The back side of the house resembles the house of parents. Of the family Dr there are G and B. They drive a car when they leave, but they cannot but pass on the back, because they can't turn otherwise, so they circle clockwise around it and then at the back drive over the terrace and I am amazed that there is just enough room for all that, and am happy they don't drive over the lawn, and from there they drive back to the front.
I too have to leave, I should not stay too long, but come back (?), outside, line of bicycles. And the magic something something and does not work, maybe orochimaru. There are two helpers, from Poland or somewhere else in Eastern Europe, something about the car and the garage, I enter anyway. (This from notes).
4. Iron Garden Plot
I'm in Scotland with Bale. Highlands.
Everyone is waiting, ready (?), talks will be given, I am one of the speakers, but no one knows that.
The talks will be given downstairs, but upstairs is where we live, so we go back upstairs.
Downstairs they are doing a theatre. At first the place downstairs looks like the living room of parents, and I am waiting for my parents, while everything is being made ready.
Then the talks will follow. Me and Bale are alone and walk in the opposite direction of everyone else.
When we go downstairs, then everyone of upstairs is something something (clothed?). Then the talks start, I thought that they were something something, so I let them to as they please.
I want to start making a vegetable garden (upstairs?). But Bale has more energy than me, and I am reluctant to start working. There is no help, while I would have thought that everyone would work together in this.
Outside where we plan to make this, there are two small plots of land in the garden in the back, and to my left there is some substance in the earth which is a mineral and that is very special because you don't come across that often, and I am thinking that it will improve growing vegetables. Then on my right side I want to lay down iron slabs and before anyone else I already start moving those, because they are heavy, already three I put down there, this is necessary to grow the things I want, though I can't remember why or what. Possibly Elbe and Bale start to help, but it does not last long, since other things need to be discussed first.
At that point this plot of land is up on top of a hill, while before we were all the way down, and there is a patch of lawn in between, but we climbed this bit leaving all the others behind and found the free air up. And a road runs past, and once in a while cars drive by from left to right.
I start gesturing for a lift, but what I really want is help. No one something something, except an African mother that suddenly is there among us and starts to help or talk (can't read notes here).
Earlier at one of the talks, downstairs, I sit at the left behind, with friends around me. Someone else I know who is a teacher from school I know is in the centre, but sees me. At some point something is said about Greek gods. Classroom full of students. I put in my own opinion and start about Egyptian gods, and that is when the teacher in the class reacts to me and some sort of heated conversation goes on between those three points: the people in front who are giving class, the teacher to the right, and me and my table.
5. Young Elephant Pet
There is some last dream, which I don't quite remember, but there is someone with a small elephant as pet, and I lean back over the sofa and want to scratch him or rub his or her belly. And then a discussion starts about why the belly must be rubbed, and people have different opinions about this. And meanwhile sometimes the elephant changes into a young boy, but still lying on his back on the floor. At some other point he was next to his master or mistress, who sits on a seat, some sort of bench, which is behind me, and other people sit there too, and the elephant is on the side, which is out of reach for me. I can't remember the rest, but I know I was glad to have a dream with some intimacy and physical contact. I'm almost sure in the end I also hugged someone.
Saturday, 19 October 2013
Cat with Stick
1. Emerald Token
Towards the end of a dream. I clearly remember the cat V in the living room, light, and I go towards her, and she on a stool, and I stroke her, and the cat likes it and we play with a stick too, which is a bit strange. This is a white stick, like a straw, but longer, but not a cane, and I think it gets stuck in her mouth, but I can mover her through moving the stick then. So I hold the stick in my hand and move her about because it sticks in her mouth. At the same time I pet her. And she also turns around, showing her belly, and I continue. This was a long time. And I went away from where I was with friends. At a high table, plenty of room in this living room, so on the right is where I was first, and to the left to the front is even more space.
What happened before I really can't remember though flashes of memory came back through the day. Inside, dark, but colours of quality.
The cat V, it is her who herself bites the stick and will not let go of it. I pet her on the head, behind the ears and so on.
Last part of the same dream is the stage in which I am awakening and remembering the dream fragments of before.
At table, there is a conversation, lots of people. There is a girl who is talking rather openly about why she just left a second ago and now returned to stay among the friends. She went away to put a necklace with a crystal around her neck, but I went with her and I come back with an emerald about my neck, rather large, so I win more than her. But this whole procedure I do to ask out somebody, a certain person called Isabelle. That is why it is intriguing why the girl talks openly about it, going away with a boy while you are in public company is not something you do, but you might just get laid.
This fragment reflected the situation which happened in the first part of the dream, which I can't remember. Especially the group of friends together, but also the stones, personal stone for everyone, I think.
2. Comic Rain
Maybe in the same dream, though I can't say. Rain, in a comic book story, but rains a lot and is so impressive that you experience for real in the dream. And Wabr is there.
Dogs, bows and arrows, maybe osso bucco.
Towards the end of a dream. I clearly remember the cat V in the living room, light, and I go towards her, and she on a stool, and I stroke her, and the cat likes it and we play with a stick too, which is a bit strange. This is a white stick, like a straw, but longer, but not a cane, and I think it gets stuck in her mouth, but I can mover her through moving the stick then. So I hold the stick in my hand and move her about because it sticks in her mouth. At the same time I pet her. And she also turns around, showing her belly, and I continue. This was a long time. And I went away from where I was with friends. At a high table, plenty of room in this living room, so on the right is where I was first, and to the left to the front is even more space.
What happened before I really can't remember though flashes of memory came back through the day. Inside, dark, but colours of quality.
The cat V, it is her who herself bites the stick and will not let go of it. I pet her on the head, behind the ears and so on.
Last part of the same dream is the stage in which I am awakening and remembering the dream fragments of before.
At table, there is a conversation, lots of people. There is a girl who is talking rather openly about why she just left a second ago and now returned to stay among the friends. She went away to put a necklace with a crystal around her neck, but I went with her and I come back with an emerald about my neck, rather large, so I win more than her. But this whole procedure I do to ask out somebody, a certain person called Isabelle. That is why it is intriguing why the girl talks openly about it, going away with a boy while you are in public company is not something you do, but you might just get laid.
This fragment reflected the situation which happened in the first part of the dream, which I can't remember. Especially the group of friends together, but also the stones, personal stone for everyone, I think.
2. Comic Rain
Maybe in the same dream, though I can't say. Rain, in a comic book story, but rains a lot and is so impressive that you experience for real in the dream. And Wabr is there.
Dogs, bows and arrows, maybe osso bucco.
Thursday, 10 October 2013
Three Books
1. Lettuce with Goat Cheese
Market, half inside, such as Borough Market in London, but one long stretch. I am part of the crew, yet not of any stall in particular, and am on the customer side. I see a transaction between a woman seller and a young man coming to buy something. The woman recommends her wares, in this case fresh lettuce with goat's cheese on top, and I think it looks really good and fresh, and am already thinking I should have this myself when I wake up. He is not easily persuaded, but she serves nothing else to him, so he accepts eventually, smiling all the way. They are both very kind to each other and the transaction is amiable, I like that. He makes some comment as to the truth of her words when she packs the lettuce with goat cheese on it here and there.
There were also all kinds of carrots, and the woman intended to prepare them for a salad, I am now at her side and am of a mind to help her. My own thoughts go to adding radishes, but she does not have them, though thinking about them creates them. She has a purple kind of carrot in particular which she wants to add, and I am curious because I know it is delicious, and at the same time I don't know the root, and want to see her prepare it, but I never see it. Other ingredients were there, all on the wooden tables where her wares are.
2. Skunk Anansi
In the shop, Tama is working and I join her, at the till, there is a long queue, and we are the only two present in the shop, so it comes down to us. At first I was not at the till but in the back, now I walk to the counter, and pass through all the folk crowded, and the shop is long and small, and people are packed. And I think one or two people came to get me out and walk me to the till, so I go with them, but when I see on my right halfway through the shop Skunk Anansi playing I stop a little and wave. I knew she would be playing, but still the sight of her surprised be, and I thought it good that she entertained people, this is a success, to have someone like that in the shop. But for now I have to go to the till and help out Tama.
There are only three titles and soon enough all the copies are gone, though they were here in great quantities, but the books are popular and everyone wants one.
At some point I am having trouble with the change in the till, because we ran out of notes of five and maybe other things, and after a while I announce to Tama that I should go and fetch some change from the float. I know she will find it difficult, and I have to leave her alone for a while, since there is no one else, but I have to do this, so I go, and in the back, which looks like the Oxfam shop where I worked once, from the safe I take some change, and I even say the word 'float' when someone asks from behind the purple curtain that separates this dark chamber from the shop, but this is someone I can trust, I know her.
3. The Giant
Other fragment. Again a long space, dark now. I am on the left. We all sit. I am not all the way on the left, and other people are with me, but my brother D is on the right, which is another group. And I have work to do with DVD's, and the people with me join me. And there is one dvd, which is called The Giant, with a black cover, that I know is a bit special, but after I've handled it I put it aside, which is all the way to the left, as if abandoned, and this I do without leaving my chair somehow.
But D knows about this dvd, and warns me, and at that point already I had seen the black stuff coming from the corner where I put the dvd. The stuff reminded me of the Shrike, a character from an sf novel, so the stuff is some technology and something alive as well, it is like an arm, maybe a sort of metal, I can't describe it well, maybe if you make a long stick from lego bricks that would come near it. But there are many such arms, tendrils, but not flexible, but strong, like robotic, and composite all of them, and black, and one of these is longer than the others and comes toward me and I fear it, but it never reaches me exactly, but D warns me and says I should be careful, and I know I should go away, but I don't want to, but the thing never touches me. There must have been some intelligence or will in it.
4. Celery and Ruby
Open space inside, selling going on, haggling also. This is like a fair, and again I am part of the crew, but not an active one, not selling myself, but helping out and I know about the goods. The first thing sold I can't remember, but there was another family waiting at the same time, who had already chosen what they wanted to buy, and I see it lying on the floor. They want celery, but it is as large and big as branches from a big tree, longer than a man, really gigantic. They can't carry it because it is so big, which is why it is on the floor.
Finally the seller has time to attend to them, and he goes into detail, and they are happy, especially the wife. And he goes so far as to say he can tell the future or fortune by these celery sticks. And he counts the years by tens that she will have to live, but I see that the count will not work out when I follow his tallying, and it is so, because at the end he starts to say seventy, eighty, ninety, and the last part of this celery is more like leek in fact, but I see how he counts it, no secret for me. And I also realize that when he would have counted right, he would end by an age of seventy. But now he himself is confused. He does not care and continues and says he can see how many children they will have, namely four, because of the knots where the celery forks, and I nod when I see it. But if I remember well, they had two kids already, yet they are happy with the prospect.
Then or maybe before, the seller asks my help again with other customers, again a family, the wife comes to collect something she ordered, has questions, out of curiosity, and the seller helps her well, and orders me around for this or that, but I know what it is about so it is okay.
I am wearing my ruby on a string here, and this family is the family Robijns, which means ruby, and the woman comes for a ruby, she has one herself, which had to be repaired or something, but the seller shows him other goods, and she is choosing. The seller says about the ruby she is wearing that she should have it cut. I see all those stones, there are others beside ruby. She bends over it to have a good look. We are behind the table, and behind me is another table, with my stuff on it. But this too is in the middle of this great hall, which is like a fair.
Bale might be somewhere in this dream.
5. Present from a Girl
Last dream and after having been awake first, so maybe hypnagogic.
Brva and Digr are very busy with books and preparing for a great sale. This is in a great hall with long tables set like in an auditorium for students, and I am sure the sale is for student books. I help them out, at one table in particular. I sit in the middle of it, and books are stacked on top of it. Again tree titles. And they are sure they will sell all of it. I'm sure it is counted.
It is afternoon, but no customers come, and we wait. When my work is done, I am waiting too, and a long time I don't do anything. Brva and Digr are always busy, but now they too realize they will have to wait. They even have news for me, because they tell me that students will only come from 4pm onwards.
Can't remember what happens next, but by the end of the dream I am at another table, the first one when you enter, and many young people sit at it, and more and more, and at last someone says that they, which is we of the shop, have counted well, since there are exactly so many chairs, and I am thinking I don't belong here, and I don't know how to go away without anyone noticing, but I should go back to my own table, which is my station, where I was asked to be, but before everyone entered it did not matter. Now everyone is here and still arriving, I should go back to my post.
Later, possibly the same dream, I am in another house, in the back, standing, with a few others, at a table, they sit, me standing at a high table. We discuss something. At some point someone who delivers packages comes in and gives me a package, he says it is from a certain person named Falter something, and I know this girl, and by the comment the delivery boy gives, the others also know it is a girl, and that she might have some interest in me, though I believe she is just being attentive, but they all smile and giggle. I let it go, happy enough to get post from someone. I feel good about it. Three books I think, at least books. But the attentive thing is that she knew I asked about these in particular, and I think it might have something to do with the work I was doing earlier, that is why I don't see too much in it.
Market, half inside, such as Borough Market in London, but one long stretch. I am part of the crew, yet not of any stall in particular, and am on the customer side. I see a transaction between a woman seller and a young man coming to buy something. The woman recommends her wares, in this case fresh lettuce with goat's cheese on top, and I think it looks really good and fresh, and am already thinking I should have this myself when I wake up. He is not easily persuaded, but she serves nothing else to him, so he accepts eventually, smiling all the way. They are both very kind to each other and the transaction is amiable, I like that. He makes some comment as to the truth of her words when she packs the lettuce with goat cheese on it here and there.
There were also all kinds of carrots, and the woman intended to prepare them for a salad, I am now at her side and am of a mind to help her. My own thoughts go to adding radishes, but she does not have them, though thinking about them creates them. She has a purple kind of carrot in particular which she wants to add, and I am curious because I know it is delicious, and at the same time I don't know the root, and want to see her prepare it, but I never see it. Other ingredients were there, all on the wooden tables where her wares are.
2. Skunk Anansi
In the shop, Tama is working and I join her, at the till, there is a long queue, and we are the only two present in the shop, so it comes down to us. At first I was not at the till but in the back, now I walk to the counter, and pass through all the folk crowded, and the shop is long and small, and people are packed. And I think one or two people came to get me out and walk me to the till, so I go with them, but when I see on my right halfway through the shop Skunk Anansi playing I stop a little and wave. I knew she would be playing, but still the sight of her surprised be, and I thought it good that she entertained people, this is a success, to have someone like that in the shop. But for now I have to go to the till and help out Tama.
There are only three titles and soon enough all the copies are gone, though they were here in great quantities, but the books are popular and everyone wants one.
At some point I am having trouble with the change in the till, because we ran out of notes of five and maybe other things, and after a while I announce to Tama that I should go and fetch some change from the float. I know she will find it difficult, and I have to leave her alone for a while, since there is no one else, but I have to do this, so I go, and in the back, which looks like the Oxfam shop where I worked once, from the safe I take some change, and I even say the word 'float' when someone asks from behind the purple curtain that separates this dark chamber from the shop, but this is someone I can trust, I know her.
3. The Giant
Other fragment. Again a long space, dark now. I am on the left. We all sit. I am not all the way on the left, and other people are with me, but my brother D is on the right, which is another group. And I have work to do with DVD's, and the people with me join me. And there is one dvd, which is called The Giant, with a black cover, that I know is a bit special, but after I've handled it I put it aside, which is all the way to the left, as if abandoned, and this I do without leaving my chair somehow.
But D knows about this dvd, and warns me, and at that point already I had seen the black stuff coming from the corner where I put the dvd. The stuff reminded me of the Shrike, a character from an sf novel, so the stuff is some technology and something alive as well, it is like an arm, maybe a sort of metal, I can't describe it well, maybe if you make a long stick from lego bricks that would come near it. But there are many such arms, tendrils, but not flexible, but strong, like robotic, and composite all of them, and black, and one of these is longer than the others and comes toward me and I fear it, but it never reaches me exactly, but D warns me and says I should be careful, and I know I should go away, but I don't want to, but the thing never touches me. There must have been some intelligence or will in it.
4. Celery and Ruby
Open space inside, selling going on, haggling also. This is like a fair, and again I am part of the crew, but not an active one, not selling myself, but helping out and I know about the goods. The first thing sold I can't remember, but there was another family waiting at the same time, who had already chosen what they wanted to buy, and I see it lying on the floor. They want celery, but it is as large and big as branches from a big tree, longer than a man, really gigantic. They can't carry it because it is so big, which is why it is on the floor.
Finally the seller has time to attend to them, and he goes into detail, and they are happy, especially the wife. And he goes so far as to say he can tell the future or fortune by these celery sticks. And he counts the years by tens that she will have to live, but I see that the count will not work out when I follow his tallying, and it is so, because at the end he starts to say seventy, eighty, ninety, and the last part of this celery is more like leek in fact, but I see how he counts it, no secret for me. And I also realize that when he would have counted right, he would end by an age of seventy. But now he himself is confused. He does not care and continues and says he can see how many children they will have, namely four, because of the knots where the celery forks, and I nod when I see it. But if I remember well, they had two kids already, yet they are happy with the prospect.
Then or maybe before, the seller asks my help again with other customers, again a family, the wife comes to collect something she ordered, has questions, out of curiosity, and the seller helps her well, and orders me around for this or that, but I know what it is about so it is okay.
I am wearing my ruby on a string here, and this family is the family Robijns, which means ruby, and the woman comes for a ruby, she has one herself, which had to be repaired or something, but the seller shows him other goods, and she is choosing. The seller says about the ruby she is wearing that she should have it cut. I see all those stones, there are others beside ruby. She bends over it to have a good look. We are behind the table, and behind me is another table, with my stuff on it. But this too is in the middle of this great hall, which is like a fair.
Bale might be somewhere in this dream.
5. Present from a Girl
Last dream and after having been awake first, so maybe hypnagogic.
Brva and Digr are very busy with books and preparing for a great sale. This is in a great hall with long tables set like in an auditorium for students, and I am sure the sale is for student books. I help them out, at one table in particular. I sit in the middle of it, and books are stacked on top of it. Again tree titles. And they are sure they will sell all of it. I'm sure it is counted.
It is afternoon, but no customers come, and we wait. When my work is done, I am waiting too, and a long time I don't do anything. Brva and Digr are always busy, but now they too realize they will have to wait. They even have news for me, because they tell me that students will only come from 4pm onwards.
Can't remember what happens next, but by the end of the dream I am at another table, the first one when you enter, and many young people sit at it, and more and more, and at last someone says that they, which is we of the shop, have counted well, since there are exactly so many chairs, and I am thinking I don't belong here, and I don't know how to go away without anyone noticing, but I should go back to my own table, which is my station, where I was asked to be, but before everyone entered it did not matter. Now everyone is here and still arriving, I should go back to my post.
Later, possibly the same dream, I am in another house, in the back, standing, with a few others, at a table, they sit, me standing at a high table. We discuss something. At some point someone who delivers packages comes in and gives me a package, he says it is from a certain person named Falter something, and I know this girl, and by the comment the delivery boy gives, the others also know it is a girl, and that she might have some interest in me, though I believe she is just being attentive, but they all smile and giggle. I let it go, happy enough to get post from someone. I feel good about it. Three books I think, at least books. But the attentive thing is that she knew I asked about these in particular, and I think it might have something to do with the work I was doing earlier, that is why I don't see too much in it.
Monday, 30 September 2013
Remember My Dreams
1. Torn Key
Street of parents, nightfall, still light, quality colours. We were all at the end of the street, maybe at Stco's. Now, my brother N and I go back home, but parents are still there. So my brother and me come home and the house is closed. I have a key or there is a key on the door and I open it, this one I turn is so soft that it starts to tear, so I stop. And the lock itself was tearing as well. So it is broken anyway.
There were other keys and locks I opened, other doors.
2. Sex Session
Inside a house with many people who more or less know each other. Not very light. The ground floor is divided in different section, each on a different level, like terraces. Up on the right is a kitchen area but I don't go there. The living room is the middle in front and the lower one on the left. And behind is something like a separation and other areas are behind that that I can't remember being there, but more people are there. This is some kind of get together.
At some point towards the end of maybe the weekend I lie down on the floor of the middle living room, to the left side, and with somebody, a woman I recognize as Rigr. Other people have sex or had sex already, and people are pairing up, especially the girls are active this time. And there is some meaning or purpose in this, and I go with the flow, which is why I am on the floor, without understanding all of it, while the girls around me know the whole context. I think even one or two or watching us and giving remarks.
It is very slow and I don't know what I should do, but we undress ourselves lying there, and still I'm not sure about the whole thing, also neither of us is really excited. She is not very wet, and my member not all the way ready. I touch her pussy to feel if she is ready, and there is some wetness, but not in the right places. I put my finger in her, and she likes that and she actually thinks that I enter her, but I did not even know I was allowed, but I know it now. This is when there is more interference from the onlookers, and some have sex of their own. She says that she did not expect it to be hard, but of course it was not, and her remark made sense since all the earlier sessions with other girls and boys were the same and the idea is like this that it never works like that if you do a quick one on the spot with a stranger, it will never work.
After that I realize I am lying with someone else. And after that with another still, but this third time for sure is a man, also someone I know, but can't remember who. But we were already finishing and he gets up and goes away to the right.
That is the end of the dream as far as I can remember, but before there might have been a fragment with a bathroom., too.
3. Dream Memory Substitute
I come home or it is time to work, but I am in the kitchen of my parents which is part of the shop, so more open and spacious. I sit down at my regular place and there is a computer there on the table. And Keva is in the neighbourhood, and he is exactly the person I was looking for, because I have been away for the night or the night and the day, and had asked him to watch my dreams, and now he is there and I ask him. And he says, yes yes I remember your dreams, and I see the piece of paper empty, which means that he did not take any notes and I am angry with him and I tell him. This is a red piece of paper, maybe a quarter of a normal sheet.
He stands to my right, but remains cheerful and says something, like he had a dream about two windows and it was very bright, and I recognize the dream as my own, because it is exactly what I dreamed, and I tell him, and he continues, saying something like 'do you remember you swung your sword' and I do because I had just dreamed it and it is totally weird that he remembers my dreams. This was an experiment, but apparently it works. The sword was a katana, an in my own dream it got longer when I swung it once, towards the window, this in an upstairs apartment room with not much space. So I found a slight difference, but I am still amazed. Everything he said he remembered was just the same as I dreamed myself.
And he says he would like to see my report, but I don't want to do that because there is some personal stuff in it too, that he does not know, such as the sex in the earlier dream, which I also remembered, but he must have remembered it in a slightly different way. And I am still mad at him.
I have the red paper in my hands and want to begin typing.
Later we are really in the shop, but Keva is no longer here and I have to take over his work. I am in one particular place in the shop, right side, but very small, long. Shelves on the right. Stuff is on the shelves that should not be there, so Keva left me with a lot of work, for which I am not thankful.
First on the left side of the shelves, then in the middle. Can't remember the details but I did a lot of things. Other people were in the neighbourhood, which made it more difficult, because there really was not much room.
4. Window
Dream starts when I wake up and sit up on a large table which before was my bed and I have breakfast and I look out to the street which is the Naamsestraat, the left side if you come from the centre.
The window is open, but in this case that means the whole wall on the street side is open, because the window stretches from one side to the other, and the view is amazing, though just the street. I am high enough and not ground level. Then I see people's heads, which means that my apartment or room is not very high above ground level, but maybe only something between one or two meters. And from across the street I see three Chinese people, a woman, a girl, and someone else, leave a shop which reminds me of the music shop near Stuk. And the young girl sees me, crosses the street, wears something light green, and comes towards to verify if she can really see inside the house. Much light. I am not sure what to think of it, I was not prepared for it but I'm not going to close the windows just because of that. So I let her look, but there is no interaction, when she is at the house she can barely see over the top, which is my floor.
But after that there is more openness, and other people look inside. There is one family in particular that I guess are Dutchmen. A family, man, woman, boy, girl. The boy is the youngest and still small, but can walk and has a toy in his hand, he is very curious and climbs over the wall to that he comes in on my floor, because my windows are also the whole length from floor to ceiling. And he comes in some way.
The father is not very happy about it and comes nearer, he is tall, and apologizes to me, and I say it is okay, but he wants to get his son back and therefore comes in too. Then the whole family follows and I am still at breakfast, not dressed at all. In the meantime the boy is behind me.
What the people in the street look at in fact is the painting I have hanging behind me, and I know that. This is the wide piece of cloth I have hanging in my apartment, with the two dragons, the red and the yellow. The son gives some comments about it, did that before.
I want to get up and get the boy, but the father stops me. Just as well, because I am stark naked, which I realize then. The family once entered will go out the back, which is of course the normal way. I watch them go through the door. And maybe I walk a little with them. Of course the family is quick to leave, but the boy stays behind, playful, and rather comfortable being here. And in the hall, which is still my apartment, because this is right behind my room, and on the right is the door and the stairs, he starts to dance. And he does that very well, which I did not expect from such a small boy.
Not long after the dream ends, but I can't remember well how. This was the very last dream, possibly already 9am.
+ 5. Black Tourmaline
Stones, black tourmalin, and others, arranged throughout the otherwise empty house, different rooms and grey light, only ground floor, hosted by a man. Arranged in three to five stones, window sill, tables, floor. Other crystals too, maybe just rock crystal. I am amazed to see so many stones at once in a house. But the host keeps the stones here.
Street of parents, nightfall, still light, quality colours. We were all at the end of the street, maybe at Stco's. Now, my brother N and I go back home, but parents are still there. So my brother and me come home and the house is closed. I have a key or there is a key on the door and I open it, this one I turn is so soft that it starts to tear, so I stop. And the lock itself was tearing as well. So it is broken anyway.
There were other keys and locks I opened, other doors.
2. Sex Session
Inside a house with many people who more or less know each other. Not very light. The ground floor is divided in different section, each on a different level, like terraces. Up on the right is a kitchen area but I don't go there. The living room is the middle in front and the lower one on the left. And behind is something like a separation and other areas are behind that that I can't remember being there, but more people are there. This is some kind of get together.
At some point towards the end of maybe the weekend I lie down on the floor of the middle living room, to the left side, and with somebody, a woman I recognize as Rigr. Other people have sex or had sex already, and people are pairing up, especially the girls are active this time. And there is some meaning or purpose in this, and I go with the flow, which is why I am on the floor, without understanding all of it, while the girls around me know the whole context. I think even one or two or watching us and giving remarks.
It is very slow and I don't know what I should do, but we undress ourselves lying there, and still I'm not sure about the whole thing, also neither of us is really excited. She is not very wet, and my member not all the way ready. I touch her pussy to feel if she is ready, and there is some wetness, but not in the right places. I put my finger in her, and she likes that and she actually thinks that I enter her, but I did not even know I was allowed, but I know it now. This is when there is more interference from the onlookers, and some have sex of their own. She says that she did not expect it to be hard, but of course it was not, and her remark made sense since all the earlier sessions with other girls and boys were the same and the idea is like this that it never works like that if you do a quick one on the spot with a stranger, it will never work.
After that I realize I am lying with someone else. And after that with another still, but this third time for sure is a man, also someone I know, but can't remember who. But we were already finishing and he gets up and goes away to the right.
That is the end of the dream as far as I can remember, but before there might have been a fragment with a bathroom., too.
3. Dream Memory Substitute
I come home or it is time to work, but I am in the kitchen of my parents which is part of the shop, so more open and spacious. I sit down at my regular place and there is a computer there on the table. And Keva is in the neighbourhood, and he is exactly the person I was looking for, because I have been away for the night or the night and the day, and had asked him to watch my dreams, and now he is there and I ask him. And he says, yes yes I remember your dreams, and I see the piece of paper empty, which means that he did not take any notes and I am angry with him and I tell him. This is a red piece of paper, maybe a quarter of a normal sheet.
He stands to my right, but remains cheerful and says something, like he had a dream about two windows and it was very bright, and I recognize the dream as my own, because it is exactly what I dreamed, and I tell him, and he continues, saying something like 'do you remember you swung your sword' and I do because I had just dreamed it and it is totally weird that he remembers my dreams. This was an experiment, but apparently it works. The sword was a katana, an in my own dream it got longer when I swung it once, towards the window, this in an upstairs apartment room with not much space. So I found a slight difference, but I am still amazed. Everything he said he remembered was just the same as I dreamed myself.
And he says he would like to see my report, but I don't want to do that because there is some personal stuff in it too, that he does not know, such as the sex in the earlier dream, which I also remembered, but he must have remembered it in a slightly different way. And I am still mad at him.
I have the red paper in my hands and want to begin typing.
Later we are really in the shop, but Keva is no longer here and I have to take over his work. I am in one particular place in the shop, right side, but very small, long. Shelves on the right. Stuff is on the shelves that should not be there, so Keva left me with a lot of work, for which I am not thankful.
First on the left side of the shelves, then in the middle. Can't remember the details but I did a lot of things. Other people were in the neighbourhood, which made it more difficult, because there really was not much room.
4. Window
Dream starts when I wake up and sit up on a large table which before was my bed and I have breakfast and I look out to the street which is the Naamsestraat, the left side if you come from the centre.
The window is open, but in this case that means the whole wall on the street side is open, because the window stretches from one side to the other, and the view is amazing, though just the street. I am high enough and not ground level. Then I see people's heads, which means that my apartment or room is not very high above ground level, but maybe only something between one or two meters. And from across the street I see three Chinese people, a woman, a girl, and someone else, leave a shop which reminds me of the music shop near Stuk. And the young girl sees me, crosses the street, wears something light green, and comes towards to verify if she can really see inside the house. Much light. I am not sure what to think of it, I was not prepared for it but I'm not going to close the windows just because of that. So I let her look, but there is no interaction, when she is at the house she can barely see over the top, which is my floor.
But after that there is more openness, and other people look inside. There is one family in particular that I guess are Dutchmen. A family, man, woman, boy, girl. The boy is the youngest and still small, but can walk and has a toy in his hand, he is very curious and climbs over the wall to that he comes in on my floor, because my windows are also the whole length from floor to ceiling. And he comes in some way.
The father is not very happy about it and comes nearer, he is tall, and apologizes to me, and I say it is okay, but he wants to get his son back and therefore comes in too. Then the whole family follows and I am still at breakfast, not dressed at all. In the meantime the boy is behind me.
What the people in the street look at in fact is the painting I have hanging behind me, and I know that. This is the wide piece of cloth I have hanging in my apartment, with the two dragons, the red and the yellow. The son gives some comments about it, did that before.
I want to get up and get the boy, but the father stops me. Just as well, because I am stark naked, which I realize then. The family once entered will go out the back, which is of course the normal way. I watch them go through the door. And maybe I walk a little with them. Of course the family is quick to leave, but the boy stays behind, playful, and rather comfortable being here. And in the hall, which is still my apartment, because this is right behind my room, and on the right is the door and the stairs, he starts to dance. And he does that very well, which I did not expect from such a small boy.
Not long after the dream ends, but I can't remember well how. This was the very last dream, possibly already 9am.
+ 5. Black Tourmaline
Stones, black tourmalin, and others, arranged throughout the otherwise empty house, different rooms and grey light, only ground floor, hosted by a man. Arranged in three to five stones, window sill, tables, floor. Other crystals too, maybe just rock crystal. I am amazed to see so many stones at once in a house. But the host keeps the stones here.
Thursday, 26 September 2013
Returning from France
1. Touched by Fire
(Wet dream).
Very thrilling dream about fire. At some point, maybe in the kitchen of parents, I am there with a lady, possibly Chwe, and I am cautioned by someone, maybe N, not too touch her with fire yet, but I do it anyway, far too early, but she reacts, and this causes the dream to be wet. When I touch her with the fire in my fingers, all is set aflame. No, it was Digr telling me. He says that I can do it, so he incites me, but I know it myself too. This time, I did not need any guiding.
People in the dream are organized in two groups, and I think the dream had some end of the world feel to it.
N and D are here.
At the end of the dream I sit down at a table, normal length, but narrow, I suppose the others will sit down too in a minute.
2. Number 33
Something about the number 33. People are watching something something stuffed toy animals. People look on. Full moon. Helping (I do?) one 'rosol' (?) (can't read it properly).
3. A Hostel in France
Fragment of being in a shop. There is a boy there, he has to go to Herent, so I give him directions. I something something who is awake.
Maybe related to the fragment, I walk the streets in the neighbourhood of where we are staying, and I see Rale, the younger brother of Bale, and I see him from behind and I think it is better to leave him. Then he meets a woman. He never looks in my direction, the streets are empty, it is night.
We are somewhere outside, going somewhere. We stop because we want to take a break. I am underway with my colleagues, in particular Digr and List I remember. We are traveling in France. I see both colleagues more definitely a second time when they come from somewhere, but still the same scene.
We are on our way home, I something something (can't read notes), home something. I enter, Digr says or asks whether there isn't something I want to eat first? But I want nothing to do with him, yet I go with him. This is outside in some village we stopped for the night. There is a small square of the road with benches which is quite and leads to the hostel, but I remain outside, while my colleagues go in and take care of their rooms. I don't want to. I sit on a bench. But then when I went with them a little because Digr asked, and I return I see that new people have arrived and sit on the bench that I occupied, because it is the first one, and I can't sit there anymore, but that is okay because I see other benches and I take another closer to me now.
This other group stays outside too. They are three women with blond hair, and their children. One (child or woman?) wants to do something with me, maybe share food, and (can't read notes), so we sit together at one table. I stay behind with them when Digr and List go on an expedition.
Rains. Inside, restaurant. This is later. First outside, on a field of grass. There are zombies too, and this place is related to the little cosy square of before. Now it is night and dark. Pesl is here, but on the side of the zombies. There are many and people take up their weapons. I ask someone for a sword, but they have no more, so he gives me a club with spikes, but it is a toy one like we have at home. Better than nothing I think and I accept.
The zombies try to get the dead body to their camp, so someone must have fallen or died recently that people know of (I can't remember). Sword fighting. Naturally, these zombies don't die. We hit them often. I count, like we did at Live Acting Role Play, but when I reach ten I start to think that there is no end to it. Then I reach 20 and still they stand. And I only count my own hits, of course, after 10 hits I switch to another zombie, because it becomes too dangerous to stay with one, though we surround one with three. But I am thinking that they don't go down because I keep switching between them, but even when I reach 20 they still stand.
4. Orange Crystal Room
Inside, a shop, dark. At first this is a Delhaize, one I know, I am still traveling and just arrived here, but people are closing up, and I wanted to buy stuff. I had a whole list in my head, but the more I look around the less there is and the more I see the employees cover things up. And I ask them whether I can still buy something, because obviously, they want to go and I have no time left, but they say yes, go ahead, but then they also explain I can use the till myself when they are gone. I'm not sure about this, but am happy enough to be able to buy things, yet by that time I have forgotten what I needed. Maybe Anpi is there or she comes later.
All the employees are women and after a short while they leave the shop. When they are closed I am still here, and then other people arrive, and I explain. But when someone wants to buy something, then I go to the till and touch the screen, because it is with a touch screen, and the screen is horizontal, but it does not make sense to me and I always am wrong, so it does not work. After that I look for a manual, because there is bound to be one, but the dream gives me no time or opportunity.
Then this place because the secret place to gather for a conference of occult talks. Fras is here, and maybe Dapa, and some Jews too. There will certainly be a talk about necromancy. Speakers are already preparing in the adjacent rooms.
When all is ready people are guided to their speakers, and I realize the program is so full that you have to choose between three speakers. Everyone else is prepared, I see the program on a sheet of paper. I follow Fras, or go my own way but end up in the same room as her. I go through the first room, which is big, much bigger than the shop, then go to the second and stay there. As big. The whole room is darkened, but soft light is spread by the crystals, orange to red, placed about the room, this is wonderful. So many stones together I had not seen yet. Stones are arranged in different places, but always in groups, and one group contains many stones. And they all shine. The man who is going to do something is at the other end, and I see Fras there, but I stay where I am, the man is assisted by a woman.
5. Try to Watch a DVD
One of the last dreams. I'm home, though it looks very different and feels very different than reality. White, light, small. I just watched a film, cartoon, and when I finished I see that loads of dvd's are packed behind me. All the same ones, packages, but they contain part two and three of what I just watched, something with a penguin on the cover. These dvd's are from work, which is why they are here. But when I look carefully, I see that some packages are open, and I might take the dvd and watch it, which is what I plan to do.
When I want to do that, the scene changes and we are in a different living room, with my brothers and the children of the street, neighbours, and about to watch a dvd. My brothers are in charge.
There is a computer and I want to access it, not waiting for my brothers, because I want to do something too. But there is a code, and it seems this is the account of Beha and I don't know his password, although the first letter is given, which is 'a', and I remember what it should be, so I enter it, but another screen with password is given then. This is more difficult because it refers to characters from children's series, but they are written in the way children pronounce them, not the right spelling, and I can't read it, but behind me I hear the others read each of the names out loud together. At that point I am at another computer in the same room but a little further on the left.
6. Back Problems
There was also someone with a back problem who sat in a chair. Maybe Joja cared for him, I sat opposite them at the table, and more people were at the table, light. The helper explained, that his lower vertebrae were rusted, and that when he sat in a couch, he would look very strange, because he can't sit upwards. Now, only on a hard chair he can sit, because of the very straight position.
7. Veranda Get Together with Neighbours
Last dream. Home of parents, day, light, I go to the veranda, there are many of us gathered already, all the neighbours, of our age. They sit at a table, round one, in the middle of the veranda. I go there from the living room and sit on one side. Later Stco arrives too, and he has a young child with him, holding him against his chest. Now I can't remember what happened, but Stco was laughed at for some reason and I did not laugh, and Stco stayed serious.
(Wet dream).
Very thrilling dream about fire. At some point, maybe in the kitchen of parents, I am there with a lady, possibly Chwe, and I am cautioned by someone, maybe N, not too touch her with fire yet, but I do it anyway, far too early, but she reacts, and this causes the dream to be wet. When I touch her with the fire in my fingers, all is set aflame. No, it was Digr telling me. He says that I can do it, so he incites me, but I know it myself too. This time, I did not need any guiding.
People in the dream are organized in two groups, and I think the dream had some end of the world feel to it.
N and D are here.
At the end of the dream I sit down at a table, normal length, but narrow, I suppose the others will sit down too in a minute.
2. Number 33
Something about the number 33. People are watching something something stuffed toy animals. People look on. Full moon. Helping (I do?) one 'rosol' (?) (can't read it properly).
3. A Hostel in France
Fragment of being in a shop. There is a boy there, he has to go to Herent, so I give him directions. I something something who is awake.
Maybe related to the fragment, I walk the streets in the neighbourhood of where we are staying, and I see Rale, the younger brother of Bale, and I see him from behind and I think it is better to leave him. Then he meets a woman. He never looks in my direction, the streets are empty, it is night.
We are somewhere outside, going somewhere. We stop because we want to take a break. I am underway with my colleagues, in particular Digr and List I remember. We are traveling in France. I see both colleagues more definitely a second time when they come from somewhere, but still the same scene.
We are on our way home, I something something (can't read notes), home something. I enter, Digr says or asks whether there isn't something I want to eat first? But I want nothing to do with him, yet I go with him. This is outside in some village we stopped for the night. There is a small square of the road with benches which is quite and leads to the hostel, but I remain outside, while my colleagues go in and take care of their rooms. I don't want to. I sit on a bench. But then when I went with them a little because Digr asked, and I return I see that new people have arrived and sit on the bench that I occupied, because it is the first one, and I can't sit there anymore, but that is okay because I see other benches and I take another closer to me now.
This other group stays outside too. They are three women with blond hair, and their children. One (child or woman?) wants to do something with me, maybe share food, and (can't read notes), so we sit together at one table. I stay behind with them when Digr and List go on an expedition.
Rains. Inside, restaurant. This is later. First outside, on a field of grass. There are zombies too, and this place is related to the little cosy square of before. Now it is night and dark. Pesl is here, but on the side of the zombies. There are many and people take up their weapons. I ask someone for a sword, but they have no more, so he gives me a club with spikes, but it is a toy one like we have at home. Better than nothing I think and I accept.
The zombies try to get the dead body to their camp, so someone must have fallen or died recently that people know of (I can't remember). Sword fighting. Naturally, these zombies don't die. We hit them often. I count, like we did at Live Acting Role Play, but when I reach ten I start to think that there is no end to it. Then I reach 20 and still they stand. And I only count my own hits, of course, after 10 hits I switch to another zombie, because it becomes too dangerous to stay with one, though we surround one with three. But I am thinking that they don't go down because I keep switching between them, but even when I reach 20 they still stand.
4. Orange Crystal Room
Inside, a shop, dark. At first this is a Delhaize, one I know, I am still traveling and just arrived here, but people are closing up, and I wanted to buy stuff. I had a whole list in my head, but the more I look around the less there is and the more I see the employees cover things up. And I ask them whether I can still buy something, because obviously, they want to go and I have no time left, but they say yes, go ahead, but then they also explain I can use the till myself when they are gone. I'm not sure about this, but am happy enough to be able to buy things, yet by that time I have forgotten what I needed. Maybe Anpi is there or she comes later.
All the employees are women and after a short while they leave the shop. When they are closed I am still here, and then other people arrive, and I explain. But when someone wants to buy something, then I go to the till and touch the screen, because it is with a touch screen, and the screen is horizontal, but it does not make sense to me and I always am wrong, so it does not work. After that I look for a manual, because there is bound to be one, but the dream gives me no time or opportunity.
Then this place because the secret place to gather for a conference of occult talks. Fras is here, and maybe Dapa, and some Jews too. There will certainly be a talk about necromancy. Speakers are already preparing in the adjacent rooms.
When all is ready people are guided to their speakers, and I realize the program is so full that you have to choose between three speakers. Everyone else is prepared, I see the program on a sheet of paper. I follow Fras, or go my own way but end up in the same room as her. I go through the first room, which is big, much bigger than the shop, then go to the second and stay there. As big. The whole room is darkened, but soft light is spread by the crystals, orange to red, placed about the room, this is wonderful. So many stones together I had not seen yet. Stones are arranged in different places, but always in groups, and one group contains many stones. And they all shine. The man who is going to do something is at the other end, and I see Fras there, but I stay where I am, the man is assisted by a woman.
5. Try to Watch a DVD
One of the last dreams. I'm home, though it looks very different and feels very different than reality. White, light, small. I just watched a film, cartoon, and when I finished I see that loads of dvd's are packed behind me. All the same ones, packages, but they contain part two and three of what I just watched, something with a penguin on the cover. These dvd's are from work, which is why they are here. But when I look carefully, I see that some packages are open, and I might take the dvd and watch it, which is what I plan to do.
When I want to do that, the scene changes and we are in a different living room, with my brothers and the children of the street, neighbours, and about to watch a dvd. My brothers are in charge.
There is a computer and I want to access it, not waiting for my brothers, because I want to do something too. But there is a code, and it seems this is the account of Beha and I don't know his password, although the first letter is given, which is 'a', and I remember what it should be, so I enter it, but another screen with password is given then. This is more difficult because it refers to characters from children's series, but they are written in the way children pronounce them, not the right spelling, and I can't read it, but behind me I hear the others read each of the names out loud together. At that point I am at another computer in the same room but a little further on the left.
6. Back Problems
There was also someone with a back problem who sat in a chair. Maybe Joja cared for him, I sat opposite them at the table, and more people were at the table, light. The helper explained, that his lower vertebrae were rusted, and that when he sat in a couch, he would look very strange, because he can't sit upwards. Now, only on a hard chair he can sit, because of the very straight position.
7. Veranda Get Together with Neighbours
Last dream. Home of parents, day, light, I go to the veranda, there are many of us gathered already, all the neighbours, of our age. They sit at a table, round one, in the middle of the veranda. I go there from the living room and sit on one side. Later Stco arrives too, and he has a young child with him, holding him against his chest. Now I can't remember what happened, but Stco was laughed at for some reason and I did not laugh, and Stco stayed serious.
Monday, 23 September 2013
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.
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.
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