In one dream there was lots of light and I was going to a swimming pool. Some friends were with me, among which a lady. When we arrived, we sat down near the pool at one side. There were tables there like in a café. We sat down and I see Asgr come and also recognize her mother and her son. I welcome them.
They sit down with us. I see that Asgr has her hair cut, it is real short now, and not well done, and maybe some of it is coloured, maybe green. I introduce friends.
The original intention was to go swimming, but I can't remember entering the water. The water is very clear.
Tuesday, 18 November 2014
Thursday, 30 October 2014
Alien Invasion No Escape
Long dream that started with me entering a building and going to the highest level, daylight. I am one of the first, some event or exam is scheduled, maybe I am not even invited, but since I'm early, I can enter. The room is to the left, which is the inside of the building. Tables arranged like in the transmission meditation room, there is Guds, boss of my boss, and I go sit next to him, he sits at the back end. I wonder if he is the one teaching or talking today. I have a book with me, which is a veggie cookbook, green of colour.
Slowly but surely, people enter, maybe Rigr, women more than men. I suppose also Digr must come, but I don't think I see him. I leave. When I'm outside the room I realize I forgot my stuff. Now I have the idea that I forgot it on purpose, to show I'm vegetarian or want other people to become that, but feel a little bit embarrassed about it nonetheless, so I go back in. When I reenter, Guds gives me everything, which includes the vegetables, broccoli among other things (which is what I bought yesterday with Chwe).
Out of the room is the corridor with windows to the outside, to the right that is, and people standing here, presumably waiting. I am a little conscious here, and later wander through the stairwell and rooms, go to a place that is even higher, but nothing or noone is there.
Later the dream shifts to the outside and we are in danger. So we are in a group, and on the wide plains we run. Something from above is cast down, by alien people. This must be an invasion. Large contraptions are dropped and they have to do with electricity, and they would imprison us. They have just started so we try to run and escape. But there is not much chance this time.
The things that fall down have to do with telecommunication. But they are really large.
Later we turn back but go farther than where we come from and now I see where they cramped all the cables, this is really gigantic.
We have to run.
Later I am in a town, large buildings, lots of people, guided or goaded like herds, by the enemy, they have surely taken over. I am in one of the buildings, on my own, conference hall, all the aliens gather here, they are humanoid. I try to stay outside, I have business here, and walk up and down the stairs and use the alleyways on the outside of the building that the others don't use. I literally stay in the shadows, outside the sun shines. Now I realize that things are really bad, and less and less space is available for the native people of this planet.
I leave the place, but outside, I am surrounded by all kinds of alien people, of different races, and some race has flat noses. They all look very different that us. I try to stay cool but I know I don't belong here and try to find my own people.
A little further starts the wood, I should hide there and find my way. I run through the trees. I know that in the meantime, native people are hunted and chased and closed in and less and less space is available, not even enough to live on. The aliens are closing in.
Then, when I am in the woods and find water, maybe a pond or lakes, I hear my own people from far ahead, they try one last attempt to break free, and it is an interesting one, for suddenly a very large herd of swine or boars stampedes through the forest and overruns the aliens, though they don't do much damage, but it is like a diversion. This makes it possible for me to escape and find my people.
But that is where everything ends. They are at the last patch of native ground, and helicopters of the aliens are hovering about, while metal fences close about the people and the place becomes smaller and smaller. Now I know there is no escape.
I suppose the dream ends there.
At some point in the night I dream of cleaning my kitchen floor. Maybe this is linked with the veggie cookbook.
Slowly but surely, people enter, maybe Rigr, women more than men. I suppose also Digr must come, but I don't think I see him. I leave. When I'm outside the room I realize I forgot my stuff. Now I have the idea that I forgot it on purpose, to show I'm vegetarian or want other people to become that, but feel a little bit embarrassed about it nonetheless, so I go back in. When I reenter, Guds gives me everything, which includes the vegetables, broccoli among other things (which is what I bought yesterday with Chwe).
Out of the room is the corridor with windows to the outside, to the right that is, and people standing here, presumably waiting. I am a little conscious here, and later wander through the stairwell and rooms, go to a place that is even higher, but nothing or noone is there.
Later the dream shifts to the outside and we are in danger. So we are in a group, and on the wide plains we run. Something from above is cast down, by alien people. This must be an invasion. Large contraptions are dropped and they have to do with electricity, and they would imprison us. They have just started so we try to run and escape. But there is not much chance this time.
The things that fall down have to do with telecommunication. But they are really large.
Later we turn back but go farther than where we come from and now I see where they cramped all the cables, this is really gigantic.
We have to run.
Later I am in a town, large buildings, lots of people, guided or goaded like herds, by the enemy, they have surely taken over. I am in one of the buildings, on my own, conference hall, all the aliens gather here, they are humanoid. I try to stay outside, I have business here, and walk up and down the stairs and use the alleyways on the outside of the building that the others don't use. I literally stay in the shadows, outside the sun shines. Now I realize that things are really bad, and less and less space is available for the native people of this planet.
I leave the place, but outside, I am surrounded by all kinds of alien people, of different races, and some race has flat noses. They all look very different that us. I try to stay cool but I know I don't belong here and try to find my own people.
A little further starts the wood, I should hide there and find my way. I run through the trees. I know that in the meantime, native people are hunted and chased and closed in and less and less space is available, not even enough to live on. The aliens are closing in.
Then, when I am in the woods and find water, maybe a pond or lakes, I hear my own people from far ahead, they try one last attempt to break free, and it is an interesting one, for suddenly a very large herd of swine or boars stampedes through the forest and overruns the aliens, though they don't do much damage, but it is like a diversion. This makes it possible for me to escape and find my people.
But that is where everything ends. They are at the last patch of native ground, and helicopters of the aliens are hovering about, while metal fences close about the people and the place becomes smaller and smaller. Now I know there is no escape.
I suppose the dream ends there.
At some point in the night I dream of cleaning my kitchen floor. Maybe this is linked with the veggie cookbook.
Friday, 24 October 2014
House on a Hill
I had a dream about Elbr, met her two or three times. The first time was short, the second time unexpected, the third time has not happened yet, but best of all is that the first time we arranged a date to see each other, and it was scheduled for 7 of November.
Much light, and green outside, also houses, where she lives. First time much time alone with her and long time, and this was an accidental meeting, as was the second time. House on a hill. She had no time at that point, which is why we scheduled.
Second time was when I went into the leisure park at the beach, though I never saw the beach nor even knew it was there but when I left. I walked there, but I had not planned it but it was also my first time there. This was a very exclusive place, shut off from the main world. High buildings there as well for conferences, but I took care that no one in the suits saw me. Trees.
It was when I was back and found myself in the vestibule or the rooms that link this world with the normal world that I met with the group of K and L of Greencraft. Surely the place was not meant for me, but I managed. At this time I had no time to really speak to Elbr, especially because she was not alone, she frequents the place, maybe with her sister, or with family, but her business does not involve me, though I would like to now how it will be in the future.
Much light, and green outside, also houses, where she lives. First time much time alone with her and long time, and this was an accidental meeting, as was the second time. House on a hill. She had no time at that point, which is why we scheduled.
Second time was when I went into the leisure park at the beach, though I never saw the beach nor even knew it was there but when I left. I walked there, but I had not planned it but it was also my first time there. This was a very exclusive place, shut off from the main world. High buildings there as well for conferences, but I took care that no one in the suits saw me. Trees.
It was when I was back and found myself in the vestibule or the rooms that link this world with the normal world that I met with the group of K and L of Greencraft. Surely the place was not meant for me, but I managed. At this time I had no time to really speak to Elbr, especially because she was not alone, she frequents the place, maybe with her sister, or with family, but her business does not involve me, though I would like to now how it will be in the future.
Monday, 15 September 2014
Look at Hands
First dreams.
I realize I'm going in and out of dreams at the start of the night.
When I dream again, I am still in the same environment. Now in a small room, clean, wood, upper floor, in a complex, and with people my age, all standing about, but not very aware. I am. I now I'm dreaming, lucid, and take the opportunity to look at my hands. This I do, easy enough.
Then I see Brle on my left and tell him to do this too, for he wants to learn, I remember. I want to say this to Chwe as well, since she was with him (in real life) when he asked about lucid dreaming. Now she is not here, but I call her name and try to almost invoke her. It somehow works, though I can't see her. Her energy for lucid dreaming is very low.
Later I experiment in other dreams very much.
For one, I switch on a boiler for heating, which is on an upper floor, I realize I should rather switch on one in the basement, and I go look for it, while I switch on all the radiators that I meet.
Also, I feel that when I loose consciousness in the dream I would walk a certain direction, so I take control again and walk the other way, this is in a hallway in the air, connecting buildings, same complex still, and so I turn and go the other direction, the door closes, the room is very small and has a toilet. Not much of interest, but I decide to reach down the toilet and see what I can find. I slightly considered going down the toilet with my whole body. I wake up when I reach with my hand in the clear water, and feel that my hand is actually moving and touches the frame of my bed (in real life).
I realize I'm going in and out of dreams at the start of the night.
When I dream again, I am still in the same environment. Now in a small room, clean, wood, upper floor, in a complex, and with people my age, all standing about, but not very aware. I am. I now I'm dreaming, lucid, and take the opportunity to look at my hands. This I do, easy enough.
Then I see Brle on my left and tell him to do this too, for he wants to learn, I remember. I want to say this to Chwe as well, since she was with him (in real life) when he asked about lucid dreaming. Now she is not here, but I call her name and try to almost invoke her. It somehow works, though I can't see her. Her energy for lucid dreaming is very low.
Later I experiment in other dreams very much.
For one, I switch on a boiler for heating, which is on an upper floor, I realize I should rather switch on one in the basement, and I go look for it, while I switch on all the radiators that I meet.
Also, I feel that when I loose consciousness in the dream I would walk a certain direction, so I take control again and walk the other way, this is in a hallway in the air, connecting buildings, same complex still, and so I turn and go the other direction, the door closes, the room is very small and has a toilet. Not much of interest, but I decide to reach down the toilet and see what I can find. I slightly considered going down the toilet with my whole body. I wake up when I reach with my hand in the clear water, and feel that my hand is actually moving and touches the frame of my bed (in real life).
Friday, 5 September 2014
Teeth and Shed
Wednesday 3 September
1.
At the place of H&B. Garden. At some point my teeth start to fall out. Those in the left lower corner. First only three. My first reaction is: Here we have it again. Then I go with the flow, and spit out even more teeth, that way, at least my mouth is clear. The teeth are big, almost like bullets. I spit the out on the grass. This happens toward the end of the dream.
Thursday 4 September
1.
I'm at the place where I teach taiji, and the adjacent shop. The place is very different, and I made a detour about the town to get there. I remember this route from long ago (in other dreams). The place is now long and small.
When I enter there are already people. The first part where I pass is like a shed or garage, empty, the floor is earthen. All is deserted and not cared for.
Then the garden, and then people. The place is for sale. I don't even know what I'm doing here.
When I go back, I go back with the people present, but I am still ahead. When I pass the shed again, this used to be the shop I think, then the lady with long hair and big glasses from the supermarket across where I work passes me, first two girls passed who also work there, but this lady tells me I should not bother those two girls, since they have three children and they are not free. I'm not ready to follow her advice, since I am thinking that if they ask me to contact them, then surely they are prepared to hear from me.
Later someone says the whole thing is for sale, costs a hundred euros, and the person almost expects me to buy it, but I don't take the bait immediately. I need to think over it. Is this what I want.
1.
At the place of H&B. Garden. At some point my teeth start to fall out. Those in the left lower corner. First only three. My first reaction is: Here we have it again. Then I go with the flow, and spit out even more teeth, that way, at least my mouth is clear. The teeth are big, almost like bullets. I spit the out on the grass. This happens toward the end of the dream.
Thursday 4 September
1.
I'm at the place where I teach taiji, and the adjacent shop. The place is very different, and I made a detour about the town to get there. I remember this route from long ago (in other dreams). The place is now long and small.
When I enter there are already people. The first part where I pass is like a shed or garage, empty, the floor is earthen. All is deserted and not cared for.
Then the garden, and then people. The place is for sale. I don't even know what I'm doing here.
When I go back, I go back with the people present, but I am still ahead. When I pass the shed again, this used to be the shop I think, then the lady with long hair and big glasses from the supermarket across where I work passes me, first two girls passed who also work there, but this lady tells me I should not bother those two girls, since they have three children and they are not free. I'm not ready to follow her advice, since I am thinking that if they ask me to contact them, then surely they are prepared to hear from me.
Later someone says the whole thing is for sale, costs a hundred euros, and the person almost expects me to buy it, but I don't take the bait immediately. I need to think over it. Is this what I want.
Monday, 25 August 2014
Labyrinth of Doors
1. Fear
One dream in the night seemed like a nightmare, after waking I was rather excited because I never have nightmares. I was even afraid to go back to sleep and so on. But I can't remember the dream itself anymore.
2. Series of Doors
Then a sort of big dream, and long.
Light in the dream. Outside, city, but maybe camping, complex building, inside the complex, ordering a sandwich, in doubt, but I take the one with crab anyway, this is the special one, because it has real crab in it, and you don't find that easily. I see how the girl behind the counter smears the crab salad on the bread. Nice.
When I take out my platter, like in a cafetaria, I am looking for a place to sit down. I come into a hall, like a refectory, but all wooden tables and seats, but in an orderly manner and fixed seats and tables I think. No room, all seats are taken. I have no mind to go eat outside, don't want to walk that far. So I look around, don't really know what to do. Turn about a bit to see if there is space somewhere. In doubt again. Then I decide to just sit anywhere. Somewhere in a corner seems fine. A girl and a lady sit there, but on one side, so the side closest to me is free and I sit there. I ask leave first. The girl is really pretty, long blond hair and sharp eyes. And I seem to recognize her from somewhere, maybe seen her in town or in the shop.
Soon enough the older lady is out of my view, and I sit in a different position, head of table, but I am shy and dare not speak to either of them. I keep my eyes strictly to my own platter and think by myself I will address them to small talk after I've eaten, which is an excuse. I just don't feel comfortable so close to a pretty girl like that.
I am also in a different position seated, not seated anymore but rather lying on my back and the food is floating above me, like a paprika piece, two pieces, red. And the other stuff I had with me. Raw paprika. I take it from the air and eat bits of it. This goes on for a while.
I don't know if the girl is interested in me. The scene does not allow me to finish it. It stops when I realize I am in this awkward lying position.
Scene changes, same complex or building, different room or rooms, a little further this time. Some kind of workshop is being announced but has not started yet, I am there, and staying, might as well do this. I go from one room to the other and back because nothing is happening yet. Then I see people assembled in one room, and I'd like to be noticed, having people know that I was here first and ready.
Almost a circle of people, but different rows. Most sit on chairs. One person, a lady, not quite in the centre, sits on a chair and starts giving a talk. All seems very reasonable, but I don't quite pay attention. Something else got my attention, namely the sexual energy present in the room or atmosphere. I don't know what to do with it. All people are quite serious looking.
Then I change my seat and go sit somewhere else. And someone I know is there too. Jadh, and she sat there before me, and saw her being interested in me, but I stay stoic, because I don't want to draw attention. I sit on a chair and she is on my right, and sitting on the floor, but she does not mind, and starts touching me all over the place. I soon enough have my hand touching first her head, which is closest, and then underneath her shirt and so on. I still try to keep a low cover, because this is not the right circumstances, yet I think that the talk is about sexual energy and so on. Want to put in into practice, Jadh does it for me.
Then the scene changes again, a little further in the building, different room, people are queuing up, again, I am the first to find the door. I don't know how I came here though, but in fact I think it is the logical conclusion of the earlier talk, which made people move this way.
First I am maybe the only person there, the door is in the corner and I stay there and wait. Then a man comes and wants to open it, he is very eager, especially because he says he knows the way, but I hold him back because I want to do this myself. Then suddenly the room is full of people and not one of them really knows what to do, but me, so when I go in they will naturally follow.
I open the door and am surprised to find myself in a very small spot or room, only two people can stand here, and the man who has been here before stands next to me, now the room is full. Immediately after entering I see in front of me another door. Again the man wants to open it, he is impatient, in fact he wants to show me that he knows. I don't let him, because I want to test myself and see if I can do this without help. And I can, from start to finish.
I open the door, I open it the other way than this man would have done. The door in my case turns in toward me, I enter and come into just another small room with in front of me another door. Again I open it, which turns toward me. The doors are soft, and the whole room is not only lighted, but soft as if the walls are done with velvet. Beige.
The next few doors open in the other way, away from me, but the rooms are the same. Then the doors become more ethereal, and are like curtains, white and flimsy (glasgordijn). Again I want to do it myself, because again the man is beside me, and I find the right way the first time to open it, that is from corner to corner, upper left to upper right. I here see that different ways are possible and I am prepared to experiment. I know well enough by now that more such doors or curtains will follow and they do.
At some point I open the curtain like I know how it is done and enter, but when I enter I fall down, there is a big space in front of me and no bottom and all is darkness, and I fall, but I have no fear. Maybe I have a little fear, but I am prepared to let it all happen, and disregard my fear. Even if the thought of fear blocks me from falling all the way, I concentrate to let it happen anyway.
At the same time I could sense that the door entered in some kind of big hall, but all is dark, and there is no bottom. I try to make myself fall again, because I want to do this to the very end and see what happens. But it does not well work.
The scene shifts.
Now I am outside again, but I have some inside knowledge somehow.
There is a lady with red hair, middle aged, that I have seen earlier in one of the scenes of this dream, and she seems lost. I now know more about her not because I have information, but because I recognize the energy.
She goes up stairs and I follow and want to help, she is on her own and it seems she is running from something, maybe she is another dreamer.
At some point I see the pretty girl again, I think this time she turns her back to me, but I am busy with trying to figure out how I can help this lady. Some other woman is in the dream with similar eyes. All three have sharp eyes. I understand that there is a sixth division of which nothing was said, before, and this division holds the spiritual people. I think I am not yet part of that, but I recognize those people, and when I go through the ground floor rooms of the complex again I see one secret room where such people assemble. You can't enter unless you have this kind of sharp energy. There is a girl singing, she may be part of the sixth, but is in the adjacent room, which can have average people, or normal people.
That is about where the dream ends. But there was lots more.
One dream in the night seemed like a nightmare, after waking I was rather excited because I never have nightmares. I was even afraid to go back to sleep and so on. But I can't remember the dream itself anymore.
2. Series of Doors
Then a sort of big dream, and long.
Light in the dream. Outside, city, but maybe camping, complex building, inside the complex, ordering a sandwich, in doubt, but I take the one with crab anyway, this is the special one, because it has real crab in it, and you don't find that easily. I see how the girl behind the counter smears the crab salad on the bread. Nice.
When I take out my platter, like in a cafetaria, I am looking for a place to sit down. I come into a hall, like a refectory, but all wooden tables and seats, but in an orderly manner and fixed seats and tables I think. No room, all seats are taken. I have no mind to go eat outside, don't want to walk that far. So I look around, don't really know what to do. Turn about a bit to see if there is space somewhere. In doubt again. Then I decide to just sit anywhere. Somewhere in a corner seems fine. A girl and a lady sit there, but on one side, so the side closest to me is free and I sit there. I ask leave first. The girl is really pretty, long blond hair and sharp eyes. And I seem to recognize her from somewhere, maybe seen her in town or in the shop.
Soon enough the older lady is out of my view, and I sit in a different position, head of table, but I am shy and dare not speak to either of them. I keep my eyes strictly to my own platter and think by myself I will address them to small talk after I've eaten, which is an excuse. I just don't feel comfortable so close to a pretty girl like that.
I am also in a different position seated, not seated anymore but rather lying on my back and the food is floating above me, like a paprika piece, two pieces, red. And the other stuff I had with me. Raw paprika. I take it from the air and eat bits of it. This goes on for a while.
I don't know if the girl is interested in me. The scene does not allow me to finish it. It stops when I realize I am in this awkward lying position.
Scene changes, same complex or building, different room or rooms, a little further this time. Some kind of workshop is being announced but has not started yet, I am there, and staying, might as well do this. I go from one room to the other and back because nothing is happening yet. Then I see people assembled in one room, and I'd like to be noticed, having people know that I was here first and ready.
Almost a circle of people, but different rows. Most sit on chairs. One person, a lady, not quite in the centre, sits on a chair and starts giving a talk. All seems very reasonable, but I don't quite pay attention. Something else got my attention, namely the sexual energy present in the room or atmosphere. I don't know what to do with it. All people are quite serious looking.
Then I change my seat and go sit somewhere else. And someone I know is there too. Jadh, and she sat there before me, and saw her being interested in me, but I stay stoic, because I don't want to draw attention. I sit on a chair and she is on my right, and sitting on the floor, but she does not mind, and starts touching me all over the place. I soon enough have my hand touching first her head, which is closest, and then underneath her shirt and so on. I still try to keep a low cover, because this is not the right circumstances, yet I think that the talk is about sexual energy and so on. Want to put in into practice, Jadh does it for me.
Then the scene changes again, a little further in the building, different room, people are queuing up, again, I am the first to find the door. I don't know how I came here though, but in fact I think it is the logical conclusion of the earlier talk, which made people move this way.
First I am maybe the only person there, the door is in the corner and I stay there and wait. Then a man comes and wants to open it, he is very eager, especially because he says he knows the way, but I hold him back because I want to do this myself. Then suddenly the room is full of people and not one of them really knows what to do, but me, so when I go in they will naturally follow.
I open the door and am surprised to find myself in a very small spot or room, only two people can stand here, and the man who has been here before stands next to me, now the room is full. Immediately after entering I see in front of me another door. Again the man wants to open it, he is impatient, in fact he wants to show me that he knows. I don't let him, because I want to test myself and see if I can do this without help. And I can, from start to finish.
I open the door, I open it the other way than this man would have done. The door in my case turns in toward me, I enter and come into just another small room with in front of me another door. Again I open it, which turns toward me. The doors are soft, and the whole room is not only lighted, but soft as if the walls are done with velvet. Beige.
The next few doors open in the other way, away from me, but the rooms are the same. Then the doors become more ethereal, and are like curtains, white and flimsy (glasgordijn). Again I want to do it myself, because again the man is beside me, and I find the right way the first time to open it, that is from corner to corner, upper left to upper right. I here see that different ways are possible and I am prepared to experiment. I know well enough by now that more such doors or curtains will follow and they do.
At some point I open the curtain like I know how it is done and enter, but when I enter I fall down, there is a big space in front of me and no bottom and all is darkness, and I fall, but I have no fear. Maybe I have a little fear, but I am prepared to let it all happen, and disregard my fear. Even if the thought of fear blocks me from falling all the way, I concentrate to let it happen anyway.
At the same time I could sense that the door entered in some kind of big hall, but all is dark, and there is no bottom. I try to make myself fall again, because I want to do this to the very end and see what happens. But it does not well work.
The scene shifts.
Now I am outside again, but I have some inside knowledge somehow.
There is a lady with red hair, middle aged, that I have seen earlier in one of the scenes of this dream, and she seems lost. I now know more about her not because I have information, but because I recognize the energy.
She goes up stairs and I follow and want to help, she is on her own and it seems she is running from something, maybe she is another dreamer.
At some point I see the pretty girl again, I think this time she turns her back to me, but I am busy with trying to figure out how I can help this lady. Some other woman is in the dream with similar eyes. All three have sharp eyes. I understand that there is a sixth division of which nothing was said, before, and this division holds the spiritual people. I think I am not yet part of that, but I recognize those people, and when I go through the ground floor rooms of the complex again I see one secret room where such people assemble. You can't enter unless you have this kind of sharp energy. There is a girl singing, she may be part of the sixth, but is in the adjacent room, which can have average people, or normal people.
That is about where the dream ends. But there was lots more.
Thursday, 21 August 2014
Diving Ship underneath Table
1. Broken Keyboard
Keys of the keyboard of my laptop broken at some point in a dream, maybe because I was a little wild or careless. A heap of keys on top of each other, but I did not panic, instead I saw that I could easily get them in the right place when I shifted one from underneath the others. Then at least would most fall into place again naturally. About the one I did not know.
I did think when it happened that it must happen to me, for the keyboard is old and one button was already loose. So I was not surprised. Though I don't want the computer to fall apart.
2. Ship dives under the Table
I read a note, outside in a city, with two other people, maybe my brothers, in the sunshine. The note is on the right page at the bottom, of a book which I am studying. This is something I wanted to know for a long time and know I have access to it. It is only a few lines, but in the middle the name of my father appears. I had seen it even before I read it, but I read as if I don't know, then when I pass the line with the name I acknowledge it. I am a bit surprised, because I did not think my father was in a secret society or did anything occult, but it seems that years ago, before my time for sure, he was part of an organization and worked personally on highly classified materiel. I try to remain poised however. First name and last name mentioned.
The passage is a hint, so we go inside the building, it is an old house, maybe in Holland. Maybe ship building. Now it is like a museum, so old furnishings, from the 17th century. The note also said 1641 or something.
I am looking for clues. At some point my father is actually there.
In the main salon, we sit down. There is another year I see, or the same, I can't remember. Then before I have all the knowledge, my father wants to let the ship to water. The ship is in the house, and he releases it, it has been a very long time since it has been in action, but everything still works, and my father remembers all. But the ship goes down, pointing dangerously deep. There is water underneath the table, we have all assembled at the table, big wooden one. The ship dives into the water, head first. This can't be right. A boat should float. There is some kind of docks, or at least access to the open water, underneath the table, you can see it.
My father hauls up the boat again. This time he wants to do it right. The boat starts high up like on a scaffold. Then, with some mechanism he lowers it, but he can't lower it one level at the time, but only half levels, meaning first the front and then the back, so every time there is a chance that it will slip and fall down. But it doesn't, my father is very experienced, we all see that.
Then he takes many levels at one go, and we all keep our breath, but he makes it. No worries. Everything goes fine. My father knows exactly how it must be done.
Keys of the keyboard of my laptop broken at some point in a dream, maybe because I was a little wild or careless. A heap of keys on top of each other, but I did not panic, instead I saw that I could easily get them in the right place when I shifted one from underneath the others. Then at least would most fall into place again naturally. About the one I did not know.
I did think when it happened that it must happen to me, for the keyboard is old and one button was already loose. So I was not surprised. Though I don't want the computer to fall apart.
2. Ship dives under the Table
I read a note, outside in a city, with two other people, maybe my brothers, in the sunshine. The note is on the right page at the bottom, of a book which I am studying. This is something I wanted to know for a long time and know I have access to it. It is only a few lines, but in the middle the name of my father appears. I had seen it even before I read it, but I read as if I don't know, then when I pass the line with the name I acknowledge it. I am a bit surprised, because I did not think my father was in a secret society or did anything occult, but it seems that years ago, before my time for sure, he was part of an organization and worked personally on highly classified materiel. I try to remain poised however. First name and last name mentioned.
The passage is a hint, so we go inside the building, it is an old house, maybe in Holland. Maybe ship building. Now it is like a museum, so old furnishings, from the 17th century. The note also said 1641 or something.
I am looking for clues. At some point my father is actually there.
In the main salon, we sit down. There is another year I see, or the same, I can't remember. Then before I have all the knowledge, my father wants to let the ship to water. The ship is in the house, and he releases it, it has been a very long time since it has been in action, but everything still works, and my father remembers all. But the ship goes down, pointing dangerously deep. There is water underneath the table, we have all assembled at the table, big wooden one. The ship dives into the water, head first. This can't be right. A boat should float. There is some kind of docks, or at least access to the open water, underneath the table, you can see it.
My father hauls up the boat again. This time he wants to do it right. The boat starts high up like on a scaffold. Then, with some mechanism he lowers it, but he can't lower it one level at the time, but only half levels, meaning first the front and then the back, so every time there is a chance that it will slip and fall down. But it doesn't, my father is very experienced, we all see that.
Then he takes many levels at one go, and we all keep our breath, but he makes it. No worries. Everything goes fine. My father knows exactly how it must be done.
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