1. Quiet Day
House of Phpa, day, me alone, maybe Phpa there too, morning maybe. Front yard. Not much happening, all the time. Quiet dream.
After this dream I had another dream, but I cannot remember it now.
2. Good Position
Sex. Inside, light, few people. A girl in front of me, sits on the floor, so me too. We get ourselves into a good position, but we never really have sex, this is as if we prepare ourselves and try to get in the best of conditions. So I have an erection and sit in such a way that I am in a good position.
3. Pagan Taiji Class
Maybe in Phpa his house as well. Back of the house, training taiji, this is in a garden somewhere, away from the city in fact. There is a gate in front, then the lawn and we train in the upper half of it, no one behind us, then the end of the park there is also something like a gate and a parking lot beyond that and then the access to the terrain.
So we are on our own, which is good for practice, one person in front leads, and a handful of us follow class, this is some kind of improvised class, and I am one of the more experienced people. Maybe we do Needle in the Ocean, but we also do the kicks in section three of the long form. To my right is a lady with a lot less experience and she asks my help, which I give. She has got short blond curly hair and is older than me.
Later I see a plan of the park or I visualize it or I have the plan in my hands and I see the lay out of the terrain. The gate in front of us is a goal for playing football, and the lines are marked in white. I think I show it to the lady and some others near me. By that time it is clear I can lead and help them all.
Later still we are inside, this is in the back of the house, having a break from the strenuous training. There are about a dozen people, the small place is packed, all chairs around the table are taken, and people sit on the window sills and so on. The whole atmosphere and talk among the people is as if I have just given a very good workshop and I am in the centre of attention. I am at the table, by the inside door, not far from it. I recognize a lot of people, and although this feels like a pagan gathering, I see faces from taiji as well, from the European school, maybe Resc.
All of a sudden Lica is also there, and I had not expected her, we are in the same taiji group. All of us have a drink. There is discussion. I cannot remember the rest.
Saturday, 7 December 2013
Take the Food Exam
1. Late and Taking Exam
Something about dinosaurs.
Something about hospitality.
Something about taking exams, Anvl is there, sits there and waits for me.
There is a long table, food, and not much time, I was late again to get here.
I have lettuce on my plate, and chips, and maybe vol-au-vent. This is the exam, though I do not remember the details or the connection. The lettuce is crisp, like iceberg one.
Case study of something, give a talk about something something. D is there.
Real (?) hurry, us, something music, leads to nothing.
Something about dinosaurs.
Something about hospitality.
Something about taking exams, Anvl is there, sits there and waits for me.
There is a long table, food, and not much time, I was late again to get here.
I have lettuce on my plate, and chips, and maybe vol-au-vent. This is the exam, though I do not remember the details or the connection. The lettuce is crisp, like iceberg one.
Case study of something, give a talk about something something. D is there.
Real (?) hurry, us, something music, leads to nothing.
Thursday, 5 December 2013
Old Wound
1. Conference in Leuven
A talk in Leuven.
I am visiting Alth and Mith2. Elbe is there too.
Then in Leuven, I am queuing up for attending a talk. Something about heathenry (?). The place is one of the small connecting streets between the Naamse and the Schapenstraat.
Someone has to go to customers. From Leuven to the park. I know something something and point the way. But in the dream I can't remember the name of the place.
We are near the beguinage. According to notes something about lunch, and a conference is on at the moment. There is chocolate spread, ham, cheese and salami, and I am thinking there is nothing very healthy there. All this on dishes. The sandwiches that go with them you have to prepare yourself, the bread is there, slices of it, but unusually big. White bread. All is too tidy for me. I don't want any of it, but I will take it because there is nothing else.
At some point there is no longer bread. Light, this all inside. More rooms further op. I am late.
I'm sure the sandwiches were prepared for people to have lunch who attend the lectures. The location of this place reminds me of the restaurant where I have lunch, and the halls for the talks is more down the street.
2. Bicycle Parking
Same dream. Later darker, outside, I park my bicycle, this is when I am leaving. I don't lock my bicycle, but I go back to check on it, because I am a little worried, but then I decide to go without locking it anyway. There are different buildings, tours are being given the whole afternoon. I don't know where to begin, this is because I am late and alone, though people I know were coming, my age, and professors too. Down towards Schapenstraat are halls and lectures, but up also, this one is some way away, and possibly a church, which reminds me of the Saint Michael's church.
But it is below where I find everybody, small alley, light. There is Vidc, and possibly his comrades. I stay here a long time.
Later, this is when I leave and when it is dark, I go to the place where bicycles are parked, and it is a difficult place, because you have to crouch, it is a place between the street and the houses, and halfway underground, and roofed with concrete though not completely, but it means you cannot stand upright.
Something about Suske and Wiske. Something something.
3. Empty Leg
Same dream still.
Later, towards the end of the dream I go back below, and find Toha and I believe all the talks are over but people just hang around here, they sit all alongside the wall, to my right. I join them.
Then someone points out an old wound of mine on my leg. You can see both my legs, naked, though I was wearing pants. I know I have this wound, but I had not cared about it anymore, because it has been a week since and it has not bothered me anymore, and I thought it was healed.
Now, when this person points me to it, I see that the wound is green, the flesh is gone, the wound is rotten through and through. And when I look better I see that even the flesh on the inside of my leg is gone, my leg is empty, and I am in a slight panic. Not really, but I do recognize I should do something about it. Also I realize I cannot stand on this leg anymore, so I want someone to bring me to the hospital. I look about me pleading, but no one sees it or responds, I call 'help' to Toha, and maybe to the other person too, and hope they will hearken to my call, because I don't want to do it myself, that's it. But that is where the dream ends, because I called out for help, even if it was only a very shy call.
A talk in Leuven.
I am visiting Alth and Mith2. Elbe is there too.
Then in Leuven, I am queuing up for attending a talk. Something about heathenry (?). The place is one of the small connecting streets between the Naamse and the Schapenstraat.
Someone has to go to customers. From Leuven to the park. I know something something and point the way. But in the dream I can't remember the name of the place.
We are near the beguinage. According to notes something about lunch, and a conference is on at the moment. There is chocolate spread, ham, cheese and salami, and I am thinking there is nothing very healthy there. All this on dishes. The sandwiches that go with them you have to prepare yourself, the bread is there, slices of it, but unusually big. White bread. All is too tidy for me. I don't want any of it, but I will take it because there is nothing else.
At some point there is no longer bread. Light, this all inside. More rooms further op. I am late.
I'm sure the sandwiches were prepared for people to have lunch who attend the lectures. The location of this place reminds me of the restaurant where I have lunch, and the halls for the talks is more down the street.
2. Bicycle Parking
Same dream. Later darker, outside, I park my bicycle, this is when I am leaving. I don't lock my bicycle, but I go back to check on it, because I am a little worried, but then I decide to go without locking it anyway. There are different buildings, tours are being given the whole afternoon. I don't know where to begin, this is because I am late and alone, though people I know were coming, my age, and professors too. Down towards Schapenstraat are halls and lectures, but up also, this one is some way away, and possibly a church, which reminds me of the Saint Michael's church.
But it is below where I find everybody, small alley, light. There is Vidc, and possibly his comrades. I stay here a long time.
Later, this is when I leave and when it is dark, I go to the place where bicycles are parked, and it is a difficult place, because you have to crouch, it is a place between the street and the houses, and halfway underground, and roofed with concrete though not completely, but it means you cannot stand upright.
Something about Suske and Wiske. Something something.
3. Empty Leg
Same dream still.
Later, towards the end of the dream I go back below, and find Toha and I believe all the talks are over but people just hang around here, they sit all alongside the wall, to my right. I join them.
Then someone points out an old wound of mine on my leg. You can see both my legs, naked, though I was wearing pants. I know I have this wound, but I had not cared about it anymore, because it has been a week since and it has not bothered me anymore, and I thought it was healed.
Now, when this person points me to it, I see that the wound is green, the flesh is gone, the wound is rotten through and through. And when I look better I see that even the flesh on the inside of my leg is gone, my leg is empty, and I am in a slight panic. Not really, but I do recognize I should do something about it. Also I realize I cannot stand on this leg anymore, so I want someone to bring me to the hospital. I look about me pleading, but no one sees it or responds, I call 'help' to Toha, and maybe to the other person too, and hope they will hearken to my call, because I don't want to do it myself, that's it. But that is where the dream ends, because I called out for help, even if it was only a very shy call.
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, 3 December 2013
Red Lots
1. Drawing Lots
D is in the dream. Mother in the dream at some point.
There is a lady my age, something about drawing or pulling rectangular slips of red wood. Dark. Slip as long as a finger, and almost a thumb wide. We pull these to come to a decision. There are two possibilities. And in the end, as we had already realized all along, we decide that both options are possible at the same time. It took a time to realize this, because of course it is not possible, but we can make it happen if we think it so.
Then on our way to home (can't read notes), maybe Ardennen, something about prunes (?), there is a piece of the road missing, outside, dark still, (can't read notes) and this is open, so we can go through there. We go back and find indigenous people there.
Then to move something something with dice, maybe prunes. N is cheating.
Something something part, dancing, red disks, small, maybe also of wood, again a divination method but different than before. Dark.
D is in the dream. Mother in the dream at some point.
There is a lady my age, something about drawing or pulling rectangular slips of red wood. Dark. Slip as long as a finger, and almost a thumb wide. We pull these to come to a decision. There are two possibilities. And in the end, as we had already realized all along, we decide that both options are possible at the same time. It took a time to realize this, because of course it is not possible, but we can make it happen if we think it so.
Then on our way to home (can't read notes), maybe Ardennen, something about prunes (?), there is a piece of the road missing, outside, dark still, (can't read notes) and this is open, so we can go through there. We go back and find indigenous people there.
Then to move something something with dice, maybe prunes. N is cheating.
Something something part, dancing, red disks, small, maybe also of wood, again a divination method but different than before. Dark.
Monday, 2 December 2013
Caught in the Water Alleys of an Alien Slave Complex
1. Cash Machine
I am somewhere, Brwa is also there and we talk about the rite we did.
Dore was in the dream.
Later a fragment in which I am outside in the city at night, I think, at a cash machine to withdraw money. There are three or four machines next to each other, at the utter right side of a square, which reminds me of the Grote Markt. There is someone after me, and I take the right machine, N is with me and maybe some other person.
I'm a bit wary of the machines. They have a turquoise glow. I'm not sure when I put my card into the slot, because I fear I might never get it back. This must have been in the night.
Later we leave with two cars. And we are divided among the cars and I am amazed that we all fit into it. Loli is there. We certainly talk about Woli, though I don't remember who 'we' is in this case. Thde and Mi are also there and in one of the cars, they are Woli's friends. I stay outside, not sure what my place is or which car.
D is there.
When we are on our way there is a place where we walk also. N sees someone he knows from long ago and hasn't seen him in a while and goes after him. I something something with a tray of coke.
(Can't read notes). Then, something about taking blood, maybe of N. (Can't read notes).
More at the beginning of the dream, something about big classrooms.
Other fragment, don't know if it fits another dream than this one. There is tartar sauce. One of the something something is Chwe's, she's not here. Would know it. Continue to eat it (can't remember precisely).
Then something about Indonesia. This is inside, wide place, ground floor. At a counter, two girls (?) behind the counter discuss something, I overhear, something about a song. Maybe Dore. They don't know the name anymore, but what they know of it reminds me of the name Sukarno, but I say Sukarna. And when I say this, they say, ah, yes, that was it.
There is a fragment in the dream where I see drawings of animals, many of elephants and I wonder at the elegance of the colours grey, because if everything is grey how can you discern one thing from another, but there are different shades. One drawing has the back of two elephants and another exotic animal, but I can't remember which. There were more drawings which I saw in detail.
Very beginning of this dream, there was Stco, this was at house of parents.
2. Escaping by Boat
I don't know how I got there, but we are all ushered into a big building knowing we will never escape it, even if we can keep a low profile, we will still be part of the system and cannot leave the building. This is a big complex, high, and only remember the inside of it. There was a long alley where all the people were transported, and already many people were here from before. This must be some hostile civilization that I link with alien life that has come to cage us all. The long alley is where the beginners are led to, but it also serves as a connecting corridor, so there is a lot of traffic. I'm on the side. Everyone must keep walking and moving. Some of those people don't seem human at all, but may be alien life, or more like man-fish.
One of my friends goes into the main corridor and after some consideration makes the decision that only a few here make, which is to breathe underwater. All the others swim, because the corridor is filled with water or some other substance that looks watery, but it might as well be wine or drink. At some point it is champagne. But most people here have oxygen with them, or snorkel. They way they carry these things on their back and connect it to their mouth looks like they are veiled, as if they have a long white cloth that covers their mouth and a part of their back.
Once you drown yourself and remain under water you will be able to breathe underwater, this change is not so hard, but if you want to breathe air again the change is much more painful and difficult. Of course, once you are caught in this complex you don't expect to go anywhere.
From the moment I arrive there I start planning to get out. After a few days I am still there but in a different area, as if I have settled here. It is further up the right, and the hallway is wider. I'm all the way to the right of that where there is a small room in the corner, where I can more or less hide. We all have to work for whoever this complex is made. We are like slaves.
Still I try to see my advantage and at some point I am helping with something, but now I only remember removing the labeling of bottles, maybe of wine. These bottles are stacked in sturdy bags. They're on the floor.
At some point I have a batch such as that and have done two bottles already, when it dawns to me that someone mentioned these bottles were for serving, and I would like to sit at that table, and prepare, and choose a bottle of red wine that I like and prepare it and even open it and smell it, to have it with dinner. But of course when the time is there it is not meant for me at all, though I thought I could. I close the bottle again, not cork but a screw top, and leave it.
That is when I seriously start to consider leaving, and there are a handful of others, friends of mine in that situation, that back me up and think the same way. I can't read my notes here, but the situation looks like Regal is coercing us to be here.
We never find the right moment to escape. But at some point there is a total deportation. Everyone has to move. A long queue of people starts to move, we are outside. Not all goes as smooth as they want, and half of them is out already and the other half lags behind, and I am between the two queues. Grass.
Inside I saw the children moving first for the evacuation, most have balloons with them or things that look like balloons but are entirely something else that I can't even describe, and these are pieces of art they made themselves, because this was part of their task here in the underworld. Some look like lamps, most are hip high, bulky, in odd colours, such as copper green or gold yellow. Almost all of them have something like that. And these children are guided by adults who must be working for the keepers of this citadel. After this comes the fragment outside.
Then later I am more in the front of the row of people, some of us might be able to escape yet.
At the end of the landscape, which is one long stretch of road, as if 2D, we halt and stay there, meek as ever. But we are left to ourselves, not real freedom, because we have nowhere to go, we can't go anywhere, yet there is no supervision.
Three boys on my left are trying to make fire with a firebow, each of them separately, the one more succesful than the other. Blank wood. I'm doing my own thing, and on my right I have friends and they also do something, though I don't remember what, but they are the end of the line.
A bit later we are a long way further to the right, as if escaping, someone has found a way and I just followed. There are a man and a woman, who remind me of Verity and Kettricken. Verity has raven black hair. The landscape they are in is dark, green, and at a rivulet and at the start of a lake, there is a boat, or at least Verity brought this with him and they will cross the water with it. Not many other people are with them, maybe one or two, and I come behind them, not even sure I am allowed to witness this.
Verity pushes the boat in the water, and Kettricken enters and the boat, which is a small row boat of wood, starts to make water, she panics, but Verity says that she should not and explains when she gets out of the boat that the bottom of the boat can be changed as the turning of the page of a book, and I see that many sheets of bottom are on top of each other like the pages of a book, white with black lettering. That is about where the dream ends.
I am somewhere, Brwa is also there and we talk about the rite we did.
Dore was in the dream.
Later a fragment in which I am outside in the city at night, I think, at a cash machine to withdraw money. There are three or four machines next to each other, at the utter right side of a square, which reminds me of the Grote Markt. There is someone after me, and I take the right machine, N is with me and maybe some other person.
I'm a bit wary of the machines. They have a turquoise glow. I'm not sure when I put my card into the slot, because I fear I might never get it back. This must have been in the night.
Later we leave with two cars. And we are divided among the cars and I am amazed that we all fit into it. Loli is there. We certainly talk about Woli, though I don't remember who 'we' is in this case. Thde and Mi are also there and in one of the cars, they are Woli's friends. I stay outside, not sure what my place is or which car.
D is there.
When we are on our way there is a place where we walk also. N sees someone he knows from long ago and hasn't seen him in a while and goes after him. I something something with a tray of coke.
(Can't read notes). Then, something about taking blood, maybe of N. (Can't read notes).
More at the beginning of the dream, something about big classrooms.
Other fragment, don't know if it fits another dream than this one. There is tartar sauce. One of the something something is Chwe's, she's not here. Would know it. Continue to eat it (can't remember precisely).
Then something about Indonesia. This is inside, wide place, ground floor. At a counter, two girls (?) behind the counter discuss something, I overhear, something about a song. Maybe Dore. They don't know the name anymore, but what they know of it reminds me of the name Sukarno, but I say Sukarna. And when I say this, they say, ah, yes, that was it.
There is a fragment in the dream where I see drawings of animals, many of elephants and I wonder at the elegance of the colours grey, because if everything is grey how can you discern one thing from another, but there are different shades. One drawing has the back of two elephants and another exotic animal, but I can't remember which. There were more drawings which I saw in detail.
Very beginning of this dream, there was Stco, this was at house of parents.
2. Escaping by Boat
I don't know how I got there, but we are all ushered into a big building knowing we will never escape it, even if we can keep a low profile, we will still be part of the system and cannot leave the building. This is a big complex, high, and only remember the inside of it. There was a long alley where all the people were transported, and already many people were here from before. This must be some hostile civilization that I link with alien life that has come to cage us all. The long alley is where the beginners are led to, but it also serves as a connecting corridor, so there is a lot of traffic. I'm on the side. Everyone must keep walking and moving. Some of those people don't seem human at all, but may be alien life, or more like man-fish.
One of my friends goes into the main corridor and after some consideration makes the decision that only a few here make, which is to breathe underwater. All the others swim, because the corridor is filled with water or some other substance that looks watery, but it might as well be wine or drink. At some point it is champagne. But most people here have oxygen with them, or snorkel. They way they carry these things on their back and connect it to their mouth looks like they are veiled, as if they have a long white cloth that covers their mouth and a part of their back.
Once you drown yourself and remain under water you will be able to breathe underwater, this change is not so hard, but if you want to breathe air again the change is much more painful and difficult. Of course, once you are caught in this complex you don't expect to go anywhere.
From the moment I arrive there I start planning to get out. After a few days I am still there but in a different area, as if I have settled here. It is further up the right, and the hallway is wider. I'm all the way to the right of that where there is a small room in the corner, where I can more or less hide. We all have to work for whoever this complex is made. We are like slaves.
Still I try to see my advantage and at some point I am helping with something, but now I only remember removing the labeling of bottles, maybe of wine. These bottles are stacked in sturdy bags. They're on the floor.
At some point I have a batch such as that and have done two bottles already, when it dawns to me that someone mentioned these bottles were for serving, and I would like to sit at that table, and prepare, and choose a bottle of red wine that I like and prepare it and even open it and smell it, to have it with dinner. But of course when the time is there it is not meant for me at all, though I thought I could. I close the bottle again, not cork but a screw top, and leave it.
That is when I seriously start to consider leaving, and there are a handful of others, friends of mine in that situation, that back me up and think the same way. I can't read my notes here, but the situation looks like Regal is coercing us to be here.
We never find the right moment to escape. But at some point there is a total deportation. Everyone has to move. A long queue of people starts to move, we are outside. Not all goes as smooth as they want, and half of them is out already and the other half lags behind, and I am between the two queues. Grass.
Inside I saw the children moving first for the evacuation, most have balloons with them or things that look like balloons but are entirely something else that I can't even describe, and these are pieces of art they made themselves, because this was part of their task here in the underworld. Some look like lamps, most are hip high, bulky, in odd colours, such as copper green or gold yellow. Almost all of them have something like that. And these children are guided by adults who must be working for the keepers of this citadel. After this comes the fragment outside.
Then later I am more in the front of the row of people, some of us might be able to escape yet.
At the end of the landscape, which is one long stretch of road, as if 2D, we halt and stay there, meek as ever. But we are left to ourselves, not real freedom, because we have nowhere to go, we can't go anywhere, yet there is no supervision.
Three boys on my left are trying to make fire with a firebow, each of them separately, the one more succesful than the other. Blank wood. I'm doing my own thing, and on my right I have friends and they also do something, though I don't remember what, but they are the end of the line.
A bit later we are a long way further to the right, as if escaping, someone has found a way and I just followed. There are a man and a woman, who remind me of Verity and Kettricken. Verity has raven black hair. The landscape they are in is dark, green, and at a rivulet and at the start of a lake, there is a boat, or at least Verity brought this with him and they will cross the water with it. Not many other people are with them, maybe one or two, and I come behind them, not even sure I am allowed to witness this.
Verity pushes the boat in the water, and Kettricken enters and the boat, which is a small row boat of wood, starts to make water, she panics, but Verity says that she should not and explains when she gets out of the boat that the bottom of the boat can be changed as the turning of the page of a book, and I see that many sheets of bottom are on top of each other like the pages of a book, white with black lettering. That is about where the dream ends.
Sunday, 1 December 2013
Hide and Seek in the Front Garden
1. Hide and Seek
There is a game and we are in the front yard of parents, D and N are there. I have a mission to accomplish, this is part of the game. What I am trying to do is to be on the lawn unseen. From the first moment I know that this is what is expected from me, it is my part in the game, so I have to do my best, possibly to win, I jump out on the grass and lie down. N is on the lawn, and I must avoid being spotted by him. I think even the old tree is there. Light and by day. D is watching from the side and maybe a few other people our age.
The place where I hide is on the side of the street and all the way on the side of the lawn, there is a low hedge between the gravel that is between the lawn and the street and the grass itself, and I lie alongside this hedge. It is dark in that place as if by shadows. I am not seen. So far so good.
In fact this is good enough. I also don't understand why N does not see me.
I am so quick in doing this that I am actually lying there before the game begins. I am there just before the game starts. N has to find me, D gives the signal to start and will be the arbiter. N does not see me, he is by the tree, stands up right, and also seems to be in the shade.
Then I make it difficult for myself and I crawl to the other side of the hedge, but this is off the lawn and onto the gravel. I don't think this is according to the rules.
Anyway, N is looking for me and looks among the plants and low shrub that is by the side of the house. I think I can make things even more interesting and I follow alongside the lawn, onto the driveway, where D is, and then go to where the plant section begins in front of the house. I am sure I can defeat him even here. I go fast enough, so that he does not see me. Then I hide first off the lawn by the plants, and then my plan is to approach him so that I am next to him without him seeing me. I make a good chance, but while I walk among the shrub that cover me I suddenly make a noise, I can't remember what kind of noise, maybe I make it myself or I snap a twig, I can't recall. N hears me even if he does not see me yet, and I continue but I know that when I arrive he will know I'm there. At that point parents are also there and maybe Brfr and also Beha.
Still outside. This may still be the same dream.
In the front garden. I eventually go to the front door, and there are computers here. I suppose the game is over by then and we start to do other things. I am on the internet and find a course on stones. The course is given by Be, the shaman. I am looking for particular information, and I also want or intend to improve it.
Ilfr is there and helps me, and in the dream she is Be's student, but Be himself is not here.
I have paper sheets in my hands.
Later he asks whether I will check the esoteric side of his course for him. I suppose he thinks I am the right person for this.
Later in the dream we are all inside and it is almost 2.30pm, to be exact we are waiting and at some point it is 2.22pm, and that is when we start to stir, because at half past something is supposed to happen, but all the while we are waiting and waiting and things could have been done already within that time. More people are here. What will start is a talk at ArcCo. Only a handful of people. We are gathered about the dining table.
2. Breakfast with Croissant and Ham
Breakfast, there are croissants, two different kinds, but just the way I like them because they have salty things in them, like ham and cheese. Of ham I am sure, because I spot this and want to eat it later when I am allowed to eat. There are many croissants and all nicely piled up at a table at the wall. But it is not for now yet. This is in the living room.
There is a game and we are in the front yard of parents, D and N are there. I have a mission to accomplish, this is part of the game. What I am trying to do is to be on the lawn unseen. From the first moment I know that this is what is expected from me, it is my part in the game, so I have to do my best, possibly to win, I jump out on the grass and lie down. N is on the lawn, and I must avoid being spotted by him. I think even the old tree is there. Light and by day. D is watching from the side and maybe a few other people our age.
The place where I hide is on the side of the street and all the way on the side of the lawn, there is a low hedge between the gravel that is between the lawn and the street and the grass itself, and I lie alongside this hedge. It is dark in that place as if by shadows. I am not seen. So far so good.
In fact this is good enough. I also don't understand why N does not see me.
I am so quick in doing this that I am actually lying there before the game begins. I am there just before the game starts. N has to find me, D gives the signal to start and will be the arbiter. N does not see me, he is by the tree, stands up right, and also seems to be in the shade.
Then I make it difficult for myself and I crawl to the other side of the hedge, but this is off the lawn and onto the gravel. I don't think this is according to the rules.
Anyway, N is looking for me and looks among the plants and low shrub that is by the side of the house. I think I can make things even more interesting and I follow alongside the lawn, onto the driveway, where D is, and then go to where the plant section begins in front of the house. I am sure I can defeat him even here. I go fast enough, so that he does not see me. Then I hide first off the lawn by the plants, and then my plan is to approach him so that I am next to him without him seeing me. I make a good chance, but while I walk among the shrub that cover me I suddenly make a noise, I can't remember what kind of noise, maybe I make it myself or I snap a twig, I can't recall. N hears me even if he does not see me yet, and I continue but I know that when I arrive he will know I'm there. At that point parents are also there and maybe Brfr and also Beha.
Still outside. This may still be the same dream.
In the front garden. I eventually go to the front door, and there are computers here. I suppose the game is over by then and we start to do other things. I am on the internet and find a course on stones. The course is given by Be, the shaman. I am looking for particular information, and I also want or intend to improve it.
Ilfr is there and helps me, and in the dream she is Be's student, but Be himself is not here.
I have paper sheets in my hands.
Later he asks whether I will check the esoteric side of his course for him. I suppose he thinks I am the right person for this.
Later in the dream we are all inside and it is almost 2.30pm, to be exact we are waiting and at some point it is 2.22pm, and that is when we start to stir, because at half past something is supposed to happen, but all the while we are waiting and waiting and things could have been done already within that time. More people are here. What will start is a talk at ArcCo. Only a handful of people. We are gathered about the dining table.
2. Breakfast with Croissant and Ham
Breakfast, there are croissants, two different kinds, but just the way I like them because they have salty things in them, like ham and cheese. Of ham I am sure, because I spot this and want to eat it later when I am allowed to eat. There are many croissants and all nicely piled up at a table at the wall. But it is not for now yet. This is in the living room.
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