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Inventor of egg tree

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Wednesday, May 10 2017

1. Wartime, probably 1940s. A young woman was being investigated for some petty crime she might have committed against her husband. I cross-examined her case and discovered that her husband had ordered some people to spy on her. I also watched a recording of them meeting for the first time. Her husband was selling his invention in the marketplace – seedlings of a tree that grew eggs, which, as he advertised, ‘in size and nutritional value are similar to ostrich eggs’. At tha

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Horned birds

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Saturday, April 22 2017

4. I had a husband and a grown-up daughter in this dream. We lived in a house the interior of which resembled the upstairs in gran’s house, and had a big paved and fenced backyard.   I kept birds that looked like hairy horned chickens and were notoriously difficult to breed. Their hair/fur was brown and horns black. One of the male birds had wonky horns – one huge right on top of its head and a tiny one on the right temple. That particular bird couldn’t find a mate,

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Angel and demon bistro in Wonderland

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Sunday, March 12 2017

A long dream about a quest where I had to fight various evil entities to get Kiddo to a safe house. Just outside it there was a bit of a blind dream and she went through the wrong door that led to Wonderland. I was checking that the safe house was indeed safe and went outside to get her, but there was only a demon child sitting on the curb. I entered Wonderland to find Kiddo and ended up in an angel-and-demon bistro where stereotypically white pretty female angels were eating white food

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Two witches' servant chased by storm

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Wednesday, March 8 2017

3. I volunteer to be a witch’s servant. She sends me on errands in Hometown and every time her enemies chase me with a storm cloud that I have to escape jumping over the fences and hiding in shadowy gateways.   Then I have to wash her black-and-red skirt which is immense – the hem is at least 50 yards long and there are dozens if not hundreds of tiny pockets along the hem that I have to check and empty before washing. They contain among other things a brown painted Easter

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Monastery in winter and birds in the spring

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Thursday, April 21 2016

I lived in a monastery with lots of other people - monks, nuns and ordinary folks too. Peter was there and we slept in separate beds, side by side, holding hands. The dormitory was huge, with two endless rows of beds. When all the noise died down at sleeptime, I went to him for a cuddle. In the morning Peter was gone; nobody knew where. To distract me from frantic searching, an elderly priest asked me to go for a walk with him to show me how the peasants survive the winter. There was so m

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