A Day Out Adventures

1. Meandering River

Outside in nature, daylight, bunch of people, heading somewhere, towards a city. Small river crosses our path. The water is very clear. The river and the landscape look very idyllic. Especially the river, with all its small rocks, the grassy sides with flowers. Shallow water, running.

I have no real problem brooking the river. And once I cross once, I am more at ease to do it repeatedly.

We eventually come to a place which is darker, maybe inside, where we are about to gather wisdom or ancient knowledge of some sort. Maybe one of my companions starts to talk about what the place means or meant in the past. Possibly something about this Tareth guy.

2. Eating a Snack Naked

After a long time traveling I enter a café or snack bar, where I go sit with the other people that have arrived, as if I know them. Maybe I do. I want food. They have already eaten.

But I am naked. Or first, I still had my underpants on, but even that is gone now. No towel even, which I may have had earlier. Then, I get up, refusing to get dressed first, and go to the bar to order. When I'm there, I do feel a little uncomfortable. But still I don't dress. I want a crocque monsieur. I see other people at the bar having those. The bar tender is making pizza by the way, and spaghetti. And I think I want a crocque with bolognaise sauce, the customer before me orders the same. So, he beats me to it, and I hope there will still be sauce left.

I suppose I dress later. My clothes are on my chair or under the table, so I've brought them with me in any case. My skin was rather white.

3. Renting a Room

The dream starts in my own apartment, which is dark, I do the laundry. There are more rooms suddenly, and much bigger. And it becomes part of a larger whole and I find rooms that were not there before. Now there is more light. I meet the land lord and land lady, who are still young. They are friendly. I see that when I explore more and more of the rooms that they start joining other rooms and there is a question of privacy, but I don't really mind.

I go out anyway, fresh air. I am in the Alps. On a hillside. Nice view. There is a girl or woman living next door. I see her sometimes. I go out on the balcony. There, there are stairs downward, to the rooms of the owners, too, and to the ground level. This is a nice place.

I explore.

Then I go in the rooms of my woman neighbour, and try to start a conversation. I think the owners come sit with us too. At a table. By now, it is almost nighttime.

+4. Eagle

We were out walking in a landscape, on our right was an eagle hovering. Someone pointed this out. We had to look well, but although it was a bit grey, it was an eagle.

A Day out with my Parents

1. Making French Fries

We are in the veranda. Parents' home. Daylight. Everyone is doing their business, there are dark parts in the house as well. Family members go in and out, this is my brothers and my parents I mean. Apparently, I am in the process of making chips. But I'm doing something else at the same time, and this is why no progress is booked. And I think my youngest brother reminds me of the chips. So I continue. The potatoes are peeled, I did that before. They are ready. Now, they have to be sliced, but I have a machine that does that, so that must be easy.

I feel the presence of my mother again very strongly. The chips is my main work, but I get distracted all the time.

2. Declaring Man

Afterwards we leave the house, my father and mother come along or show me the way. We cross the square, Hooverplein, and come to a crossroads with high buildings, but a little bit renaissance, looks like Paris. We stand there and wait. A lot of people are here and they are waiting for something to happen. And they look across the street.

Then, at a certain moment, I see a man on the first or second floor entering his balcony. Short built, bearded, brown hair. Middle aged. He starts his speech or talk without notice, but his voice resounds as if he speaks through a microphone. The whole neighbourhood can hear it.

3. Hot Stall

Afterwards, we continue. There is a green or a park further down the road and then on our left. There is a stall there which is special and very hot. I don't know what it does exactly. But it is open. Though curtains hang in front. Someone comes, and Indian man. Maybe to worship. He takes the left booth. And I want to be of help, since I am standing there anyway, although I have no idea what it is; though I know something about it, to wit that I shouldn't touch it with my bare hands because the stall or booth is hot to the touch. But I hold a broom (not really, it is the one to mob the floor), and use that to keep the curtain open. I don't really know  if I should do this, if it is right, if people be grateful me doing this. And sometimes I doubt my action, but I hold on anyway. Which is also difficult, because the curtain sometimes slips away from my whatever it is called.

Wet Feet

1. Gathering

Outside and behind buildings, by day. People there I know, but I don't care, though I know them and haven't seen them for long.

2. Storm

I woke in the night and opened some windows, when I went back to sleep, I immediately had a dream about the wind that whirls about the house which was really powerful and stormy. 

3. Cl

There was also a dream which I related to Cl, but don't remember the contents.

4. The Inside Sea

Someone takes me in a special world and I follow, because I know the man. This may be Elri. It is behind a building and in a building and quiet but there are other people, who know this place.

It is a beach. When the water of the sea, which appears to be very clear, flows, it comes to my feet, but I still have my shoes, socks and trousers on, so I jump away, but he stays and enjoys the water. And I see, he is barefooted. He coaxes me into the water, so I hurry to take off my shoes and follow and let the water roll over my feet. He also says that the salt water of the sea is especially good. He may also say something about the stars, because I think it is night already.

At the other end of the room, which would be where the sea begins, we sit down. There are seats there. I sit in one and position myself so that I can watch the telly. He leaves his own seat and comes sit with me. Then he leans into me and lies against me. I let him do. It is rather peaceful.

Afterward, the scene changes a bit, and we are inside an apartment, which is on a high floor. Dark inside. Table and chairs. Books are brought in or looked at with interest. But I'm not very interested, because it is about my own country's history or something like that. Something I know already. They're a bunch of people I met going out to a museum maybe or a day trip of some kind. Person talking to me now is an older man. Big book in his hand. 

5. Three gangs and I

I meet Alth and his gang of friends on the way. We go to a café. There I also find Vide and Dofo and their friends. Dofo is suddenly said to be gay, which I didn't know. Is that why his wife added me on Facebook? The pub is crowded. I see friends I haven't seen for a long time. Three groups in particular. The group behind me must be people I've seen much earlier in the dreams tonight. Very cosy pub. And looks a bit private. Wood, but quite squary.

There is a dog too, but he is skinny. I scratch his neck anyway, but it feels flee-begotten, so, I leave it.

The man ahead throws a bag of crisps in the air, but the man in the back is the only one who gets something, even though the bag is open and everything can fly out.

First I talk to Vide, because he is closest. I sit in the middle, not connected to any of the groups, though I know them all. I tell him it is nice to see them all. Then Vide and a guy from the other group kiss each other, cheek, but quite intimate. And the other says to the other, now you have to kiss back, and of course Vide takes on the challenge.

The first part where I meet strange friends is longer and outside, but I don't recall. Maybe something about stars. Maybe about flying, or about Holland or a combination of that.

6. Toys Learn to Fly

Scene that looks a bit like Cars or Toy Story. Toys that fall out of a building, some of them try to rescue one another. Not first attempt. I suppose they try to learn how to fly. Someone plays a joke on them and puts the garbage out together with a big toy like a bike or a balloon. But the lorry that picks up the trash is also parked there and you can see there are other attempts to play the joke already on the pick-up. And there are many balloons. Not blown up yet. One flies away, this one was hidden in another one, just as the clown yesterday in the shop did, balloon in balloon.

/// 4.35-5.10 write dreams /// sleep, back away 7.37

7. Cut Toe and Three Girls

I come back home to a place where I'm not welcome and where I don't want to be. Where people are jealous, yet they are my parents and brothers. Outside first, wooden cabin, on poles, stairs up, in the woods. Water beneath. I take in the upper floor. And can see everyone from there. They sneer at me. I set myself ready to go to bed.

There's a lot in my room to clean up. I have also my suitcase with me and start to unpack. I try to sort things, but get stuck in the end with all the bits and pieces that belong nowhere but I want to keep anyway. Later on I move to a room to my left, which is even more empty and even more secluded. People really criticize the fact that I own so much garbage. So I sort this too and try to hide it.

In the meantime I am in my bed, look for my pajama, which is in the suitcase. I wiggle my toes at some point, I have one too many on my right, next to the thumb, and I can see where it has been cut, some time ago. I should have gone to the doctor's to have him look at it, but did not. No, the place where it is cut has shrunk and so on, but it has not festered. It just does not look nice, is all.

At some point, I am eating, three girls sit next to me, on my left. Two of them are of a darker skin, but still light and European. One of them seems to like me, she touches me I think, now and then. Then they get up and are leaving. That is when I start to talk to that one girl. She says no of course. Although sometimes I feel she wants to stay too. Her friends are not sure. I think I try to seduce her with perfumes, talking about it.

Among the stuff in my room is an old piece of peanut biscuit, which I don't want to throw away. Now it is clay and I decide to bin it, though I have no bag to put it in. So I'll have to look for that first. But I don't right now. There was more to the dream, maybe it got light, and people came up to the room, which I didn't like.

8. 20 Frank

Scene in the shop. But the shop is just one big room, big space inside. There is a table. People crowd around it. I have to manage everything. I don't know who is first and so on. I pick one girl first, who has blond hair and a boyfriend. People trust me with money. That is why they called me over. Because my colleague could not manage. Maybe Brva. Not sure. Anyway. This girls is at the other end of the table, and hands me the money. I take it and it is like 2.10 euro. But the 2 euro coin is false. I take a good look because people expect, but I see this one is an old coin from Belgium, I tell her. She didn't realize, I look at it again, unsure. Close up. Someone on my left agrees. So she asks her boyfriend why this is so. He is on my right, with people between us, but behind their backs we take care of this.

For sure, Liha is there to guide things.

Only about this table there is a lot of people, not the rest of the room, which is empty. And where maybe the boss waits at ease. Also, the table is at an angle to the wall. Quite light.

An Old Lady and a Vortex

1. Train Station Vortex

Train station. Return from Holland probably. I am alone. By day. Lot of folk. Then back home.

At home, I meet my brothers, and their partners. We leave for some place. But there is a meeting first in our parental home, in the kitchen, where we always used to gather, the three of us. My youngest brother turns out to be gay, and his partner is a male. I am not surprised, but I only am surprised why I only realize this now.
D asks me something about spirits and I answer truthfully. Then he says he has experienced something similar and yet laughs away what I suggest, that the spirits are real.

Anyway, we all have to catch a train again. Down the stairs. Maybe this is Brussels Central, a platform where we need to access the main corridor. We go down. But before, an old lady blocks the way. Down the stairs somehow, that's where we are now, I hesitate, should I rush, or should I help. And I help. And support her. Of course there are people supporting her. Their is a lady helping, she is with her. And they are with a bunch of people. But I help anyway, and now of course, I can't leave, so I stay as long as I feel I have to and support the old lady.

The lady suffers from apathy, she drags along the floor like a dead weight. No strength whatsoever. She has given up.

Further down the road, or hallway, we turn left and left again, through a door, down a level, and there is a small room there. And that is where it all happens. There are benches there. And lots of people waiting. Something is in the middle too, but not apparent yet. On the opposite side are lifts, three of them. I expect we all wait for them. But once the middle one opens, something happens. As if magic. And a vortex appears in the middle of the room, but this is the lift at the same time. And it does have the properties to transport, probably through time and space, but I have yet to find out. The vortex is like a stationary whirlwind but with a magical quality. It feels spirit charged.

2. Flat Tire

At some point, earlier in the dream, I also ride a bicycle, and I follow someone or something, but then I have a flat tire, and I can't come along.

3. I want to watch Telly

This one also: I am in my apartment, which looks different. I sit in the sofa. Lots of stuff on the table. I want to watch telly. Can't remember the rest.

Counting Ducks

1. Ducks on a Screen

One lucid moment I remember. I am inside a building, which is a classroom, my mother is there and working hard, and I am assigned a certain task I don't know the purpose of, but I do it. I get no help, am alone. On different computer screens I have to count the ducklings that pass. Black background. Ducks are of course yellow, but they are like chicks, or even toys, the one you get on a fair. In the beginning all is easy, because these ducklings pass one by one, or in groups of twos or threes. I keep track. Then later, everything speeds up, but I manage to still keep count. Then, at a certain moment, my mother comes to stand next to me and asks me how many I count. And I say, they come in strings of between fifty and a hundred. Which is right and she is satisfied. I could still keep count, mind you. But the screen was flooded with ducks as it were.

More was about this dream that was out of doors, but I remember too little.

Underground Hunt for Food

1. The Magic Four

We gather together. I am first. Then Hids. Then the other two who come along, but they are there: Mefa and Dape. We're outside. First walk alongside a long white wall, chalk. Then go in. Maybe this is a cemetery, or an abandoned city. Looks like a place where you would do grimoire magic. It is light outside, but possible in the evening.

2. Twenty Four Currencies

Dream about money? Different currencies. Notes only.

3. Running over Underground Train Tracks

I'm underground, subways. I see Lebe (daughter farmacy, school) who runs fast ahead of me and wonder what she's doing. She hurrying for work. She jumps onto the tracks. I'm afraid she'll be run over by a train, but doesn't happen. She seems to know her way. I let her. She runs back over the tracks, takes a certain turn. I can see that she will just be too late to get on the platform as the train arrives. I wonder if she does this every day when she is late. It is really dangerous.

I go along to the main station underground, cross a certain track over a bridge, and come to a part outside where there is water also.

4. Dry Evening River

I walk around, not knowing where to go, should head home, am still in the underground complex, although, now, I'm surely outside, half half. For there is a river, and fish in the river. On the bridge.

It is evening, people are preparing to take dinner, which is a bit special, because it is scarce. I follow. The water in the river starts to ebb, I hear a fish flap helplessly on a sandbank. I think, that's an easy catch.

On the other side of the river, I enter the restaurant, it is Japanese. I'm uncertain of the habits. A lone madam already sits at a table, but this is a table where there was a plate with food before, which I took. But  I keep walking. The restaurant is long, tables behind each other. Other people come in and sit down. But not many. I'm there with my foot, but have my table taken, looks like. So I start to leave, not knowing if it is polite with the food in my hands. But the lady of the restaurant comes and says it is okay. I say gomenosai, to apologize. But it is okay. Halfheartedly I go outside, somewhat happy I have at least something to eat.

5. Two Wolves

We take shelter somewhere at some point, in the evening. Many people there. But the daughter of the hosts has sighted a wolf. I am jealous, and can think only of having seen a fox, but as much a real one. Then the lady of the house brings out the wolf, and everyone gawks in awe. A white wolf. And there is a second wolf. They are both white, but darker around the eyes.

Outside the house is snow, desolated. Although on one side, right side, there might be tracks, then this might be a station.

Wooden cabin. Terrace where the platform is, stairs to entrance alongside the wall. Backside for family only, is private. Woods behind that?

6. Clan War over Food

I'm in a hurry, brothers are here too, we have to gather and leave, are underworld, or underground. take the food with us, everyone comes with us. Different foods in a pack. People squabble about it, who gets what. And I start to share from where I stand. This is in the middle of the road.

Food is like in an aluminum tray for microwave, and some of it is macaroni. I separate it as much as I can. This portion is for a certain clan. They keep arguing.

7. Facebook Advertising

I have to leave for home at some point. I hear people advertising facebook, as if that is a way out. Orange. There was another brand advertised too, can't remember.

8. Flexible Doll

(Hypnopompic Dream)

I am in the shop, returning from my lunch break, things are upset about the till, stuff fallen off and so on. Two young girls or boys,  they change gender throughout the dream, talk to me and ask me question, stand next to me or sometimes on the right side of the counter for customers. I try to answer them, look up what they ask, can't find it. It's a graphic novel they're looking for, no, cartoons, stuff like Andy Riley's. But we don't have it.

When I want to type, I see that my keyboard has been misplaced, it is at the side of the customers. I immediately think Brva did this, but do not speak up. More stuff is at the wrong side, but I try to plug it in right again. Another boy or girl comes, they're with three. At some point I have a doll in my hands, from them. I also am naked below the waist, but no-one notices, because I have a towel over my legs. However, I feel some lust, which I feel uncomfortable about.

I see Brva taking that third girl with her about the place and explaining. That's when it dawns I have been set up and tested. They're here for the shop. I say, I'm used to it, and take these things in consideration when I work. At the end, Liha also comes up and stands next to me on my left, the blond haired girls are on my right. I sit down behind the till and play with the doll.

A bus passes outside. I can see it very clearly.

The doll, too, is a joke, but I take it seriously still. Pull it's neck and inspect the pins that serve as hairs. The doll is quite ingenious work. There's octagons all over the body. And the body is stretchy. The neck gets very long. Liha looks surprised when I pull it. Because the neck becomes really long, I fold the first part and then stretch the next, and so on. My intention is to do this with the whole body. That's how I see that every hair is within an octagon. And going over the baby's back I feel its body is really stretchy and flexible.

Mead of Inspiration

1. Horn of Mead

I'm in the shop, behind the till, working on a normal day. Light. Shop looks normal. I sit at the desk, maybe my colleague Tama is there, or more colleagues. Someone comes at the till, I stand up and attend. I recognize the person, say so. It is Stha. I'm not really sure about his first name, because I don't really know him, but I want to school with his sister long time ago. We talk and he hands me a horn all of a sudden. One which is very big, bigger than mine, which happens to lie at the till as well, which he sees. And I take it and I look at it. First I look at the point, which is open, as if to blow at it, but there is drink in it as well, so I am careful. And I keep the horn horizontal so that I don't spill from either side. The horn is rather straight, I like this horn. It feels quite rough. Stha asks if there is still a lot of mead in it. And I weigh the horn and my first impression is yes. And then I drink and then I look at the front of the horn and I can see the golden mead. There is still a lot in there, and I tell him. I take another sip. But the horn I keep in my hands. Apparently, it is not his horn, but a friend's.

Then it gets very busy in the shop. Maybe I see Dofo among the people, too. There is a real crowd. Like what we would have next weekend, when we are extra open and have many events. Now, there are no events going on, but there is a lot of folk anyway. Then, the friend of Stha comes and stands next to him and he introduces him to me.

2. Badminton Difficulties

I arrive at the place where we play badminton. Everyone is already there, and the hall is crowded too. The nets are put up in a different way now across the room. But when I enter and make ready to play, I still have my jacket on, things change and we can't play. Rume is there. Stco is there too, which surprises me a little. But the nets are not for badminton, some other group is playing some other sports here. So we have to wait, but after a while, a place is made free for us, but it is completely at the end, or in a corner even. Big matrases are stacked against the wall, and the basket ball rings are still jutting out, so we don't really have room to play, one side is really at a disadvantage. What's more is that the light is only on at one half of the court. Which makes it more difficult.

The chief says I have to help, but he goes with me, he says, yes, the green entrance, that is where the stuff is kept. So, I go there with him and take the poles with me and help set up the net.

We start to play. I and Stco, girl as third player at Stco's side. So, I alone, or the other way around, can't tell. Anyway, I have the wrong side, the difficult side. Then So comes, who I was looking out for, and she joins, so we are four. And I change court, so that it is boy girl at each side. That is what it comes down to.

Now, a while later, we don't play at all anymore. Also, before, I put my sack against the wall. My racket is still there. I leave my jacket there.

Now we sit at the floor, but I think everyone pauses. There's a lot of folk, and we seem to enjoy ourselves talking or chatting. I want the attention of So, but there's some trouble with her, she has pain. But the other girl, which I didn't give any notice earlier, is closer to me, and I close in to her. She is small, short hair, blond or even red hair. Scarcely dressed at all actually. I can see her underpants. I come so close to sit next to her that I touch her. I put my hand around her waist and pull her a little more towards me. She doesn't really resist.

Meanwhile, So has trouble with her tooth, she stands there, at the window sills, her back to us, and is in pain. Something is wrong. When she leaves urgently, I stand up and go look and see one of her teeth lying there, among other stuff, probably plates of food. The tooth is really big and doesn't really look like a tooth either.

3. Way Home

I'm at my way home. Night. Tivd and Anle say to me it is not difficult, so I am on my bicycle leaving Rotselaar or Wezemaal, in a place I don't know. They say just go there and then to your right. I forgot if it is the first right or not. I don't take the first right because it doesn't seem right, so I continue and come to a big crossroads, which is desolated. I go to the centre where there is a tunnel for cyclists. But when I go to the entrance I see it is blocked, so I can't go through. I do wonder what it goes under, either a highway, or a river. I think I see a river in the hills.

I turn back, someone else is there.