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Arachnids and apple pie

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Thursday, May 25 2017

  3. The dream starts at the North Market in Hometown, although I have the dream knowledge that I’m currently backpacking through Asia. It’s nigh-time, the streets are empty. I’m just crossing the road when an average-looking guy catches up with me and offers to show me around; I have a distinct thought that he looks like Moby. On the other side of the road there is a steep sandy slope, barely illuminated by the light of the streetlights seeping through the roadside

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Run, Rita, run!

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Thursday, May 4 2017

Night-time, seaside road with several houses on a hillside, facing the calm sea. The last house in the row is a safe house, though safe from what is not specified. Several people, including Peter and Methos are hiding in one of the big dusty rooms; it’s apparent that the building has been uninhabited for a long time. I’m watching the events unfold as a disembodied presence at first and alternate between indoor and outside scenes. Outside the streetlights are on and the visibi

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Volcano vacation

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Saturday, April 15 2017

I’m on holiday in Italy near a volcano, for one week. On the first two days, several terror acts happen. There had been a film festival and Shailene Woodley got killed. In my hotel room I watch Emma Watson and Kristen Stewart on television, expressing their condolences. On the third day I go swimming in the ocean. On the way back I take a stroll through sunlit gardens on the steep hillside and marvel how quiet it is now that all the tourists have run off. The day after I explore the ru

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A cult in eerie jungle vault

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Tuesday, April 11 2017

The whole dream had a weird “Dear Diary” sort of voiceover. There is a tribe on the shore of the ocean bay, living in a village that’s built on stilts over the water, surrounded by a dense jungle. A part of the population belongs to a secret cult that is guarding ancient knowledge. I’m determined to become a member of the cult and at the moment the dream begins, I’m on my way to initiation. At the entrance of the bay there is a huge natural gray marble a

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Alex's birthday

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Saturday, March 11 2017

  In the centre of the dream is the Hub that looks like an ordinary corridor in a hotel or an office building, except that the doors lead to different locations. Behind one of the doors is a sanatorium room where I’m spending my vacation. It looks like an ordinary hotel room and there is a pine forest visible from the window. First I go into the Hub and through a door that leads to a huge garden under a dome. The garden is situated on a steep cone-shaped hill, about 200 fee

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Harp march, cooking jam and a bit of time travel

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Thursday, March 9 2017

  1. Sunny summer day, unfamiliar dusty road. I’m on a bus with my mother; we both fall asleep. When I wake up, she can barely breathe because of a heart condition. The bus driver says he does not need any problems and kicks us off. I know I have to keep her awake and moving or she’d die. I have a harp strapped across my chest and play an upbeat tune for us to march to. In the dream I realise that I cannot play the harp, but no matter now I touch the strings, it sounds okay.

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Castle Hill

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Saturday, March 4 2017

    2. Me and Kiddo were in what first looked like a church (only saw inside) – huge halls, high vaulted ceilings, lots of candles, white roses and silver ornaments. There was a statue of Virgin Mary and I was surprised when Kiddo crossed herself in front of it. She said she’d been taught that in school. However, the building turned out to be a castle with a café where tourists could have a cup of coffee in the genuine 18th century atmosphere. We did to

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Detained on the border

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Friday, March 3 2017

1. I had gone from Hometown to Belarus on foot. This mostly involved climbing sandy hills overgrown with spring flowers, although at one point I walked through a dimly lit airport and stopped to talk to some Polish guys, telling them that Manchester is a beautiful city, but Colchester is even more so, trying to make use of about a dozen words I know of Polish. On the way back, I got detained at the border. I had a radio in a hip holster and used it to call the border patrol officer of a

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Seaside, ships, submarines and the talented dog

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Friday, March 3 2017

  7. We’re in a seaside town (Southend?) with Kiddo. We are slowpokes and only get to go to the beach in the late evening when it’s getting dark. We walk down the wide street that leads down to the sea; there are casinos and arcades on both sides. Through the open door I peek into one and see a game where you have to guess the pitch; a big yellow dog sits in front of it and howls along the “Flower Duet” from Lakmé. The dog is winning and coins drop into the

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