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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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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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Mail-lady and the aspiring dancer + lots more

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Sunday, February 26 2017

1. A photoshoot in a light studio with high ceiling. I’m dressed in a white regency dress and long gloves, and am held by a tall person in black morphsuit and cloak. The photographer (an unfamiliar young girl) explains that she’s going to photoshop it to look like Mary Shelley is embracing her shadow. In the dream it makes sense.   2. There are aliens aboard Destiny. The dream never shows them, but Eli records their voices through the wall and plays the recording for Chloe

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Trees and tricky trade

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Tuesday, January 10 2017

I'm walking in the forest near the Hometown and hear my father's voice telling me about the trees, but not actual facts, more like a tree horoscope. I listen and think that it's a load of rubbish as he describes pine as "short, silver-blonde people who are very vulnerable and should be protected". As I pass under an acacia tree in bloom, I recognise myself in his description, although I don't remember what it was. Then I cross the place where the cemetery i

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