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Toys, boys and the power of my voice

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Sunday, July 16 2017

Summer, English countryside. I’m a guest in a posh mansion, spending most of the time entertaining the lady of the house by playing music and engaging in intelligent conversation. The dream is unusually filled with sound – music, birdsong through the open French door, the sound of my own voice that seems to flow untamed and unobstructed. Afterwards I say my goodbyes to the lady of the house and go to staff quarters to return the violin I’ve been playing. A middle-aged m

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See?

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Tuesday, May 16 2017

I was travelling the Apiary side of Hometown, looking for a missing girl. I knew nothing of her, except that she was missing. While travelling on buses and staying in a hotel by the lake, I saw three random people reading Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries. Then there was a tiger hiding in the tool shed behind the hotel and eating the piglets, which could not be allowed to continue. The shed and pigsty were located in a small backyard and the only way to get there was down a long flight of

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Old Town

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Saturday, April 8 2017

3. Gran’s house, but distorted. I am getting ready to sleep on an extensible armchair and am looking for someplace to hide a handful of gemstones, probably amber. I hide them in a cup of lentils and put the cup under my pillow. I sleep, it is cold. In the morning my gran wakes me up saying: “Happy Princess day!”, and gives me a hollow chocolate egg, big as a rugby ball. It has numbers 10 and 20 stamped all over it. I get the cup from under my pillow and hear a message in my

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Raft race and malevolent trees

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Tuesday, February 21 2017

1. A win-or-die kind of race in bamboo rafting. Except instead of rafting in a lake or river, I race down a steeply tilted semi-circular concrete drain at a breakneck speed, balancing sideways on a single golden stem and holding another one for balance. The diameter of the drain is only very slightly bigger than my ‘raft’ and am wary of getting my toes shredded.   2. A hillside in a forest. There is not much vegetation under the trees, apart from some white daffod

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The undead

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Wednesday, February 8 2017

1. A long dream about Methos faking his death again and again, but leaving a clue every time for me to find. The last time seemed hopeless; I knew that there was a clue in a painting, but nothing else. I was in a big room with amber-coloured walls and there were paintings everywhere, both framed and unframed, hanging on the walls and propped against them, and stacks of unframed sketches covering every surface. I called my friends for help. Maria brought a watercolour painting of purple m

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Homeless

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Friday, December 30 2016

For some stupid thing that Vova did, we both got kicked out of the house and went to live in an abandoned cottage with some other young homeless people.We all had hard farm work to do all day, and I was knackered by the end of the first day. I had lost the tip of my left ring finger and had a prosthetic fingernail that got snagged everywhere. One of the girls said: "At least it doesn't bleed", but it was still very awkward. I cleaned one empty room and went for

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Amber forest and elevator to hell

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Wednesday, December 21 2016

  1. A lot of people had gathered in a forest to look for a missing girl. I was sent on the quest of finding her first, although I knew that more people will be following later. I was walking through the forest and the terrain was gradually getting more and more weird – all in deep ravines, and the ground actually looked like it’s made of amber, fire and glass. The trees stood out black and green against it. Suddenly I noticed some of the blackness moving like a stream u

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Interdimensional travel

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Friday, August 12 2016

The reality could be split in the shape of H to enter other dimensions. Tired of people and wary of protecting them I spliced a hair's breadth sliver of alternate reality on the edge of the top flap. The split was on the crossing of 18th street and Button street, looking west from Virgin Mary's church. My reality was wintry nighttime, very quiet and tranquil. I crossed a wide street covered with undisturbed snow, took an elevator to the top floor of a skyscraper, and entered a sp

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Most precise precognitive dream

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Friday, March 7 2003

I was looking at myself feeding grapes to a fairly handsome guy. The room had a red sofa and wall-to-wall burgundy carpet. There was an amber coloured wall between me in the dream and me in the room. A voice whispered in my ear "Vladimir". Then I was in an autumn forest and saw two men sitting on a fallen log with their backs to me. First one got up and left, and then the other.

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