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Stone angel and dirty money

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Monday, August 14 2017

I had gone to Capital to buy a seven feet tall white stone statue of an angel, it felt like the most important thing in my life. However, I had all my money stolen while standing in a church yard admiring it. The rest of the dream was me looking for the money - I found one wad that a cleaner had stolen and hidden in a tiled bathroom, in a bucket of dirty water. It was disgusting to reach into it, but I did it. Turning around I saw a little African girl in a yellow dress who handed me another

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Prisoners of war

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Monday, June 26 2017

1. Night, muddy field illuminated by torches. I work for a charity that helps find ways to release the prisoners of war. I’m putting together little parcels to be sent to the sponsors – these consist of red necklaces, seashells, books and booklets with information. The necklaces are made of garnet, I have to dig these out of the mud and wash them in a basin that stands on a long wide table right on the muddy field. I feel ill, doubled over with stomach ache and wait for someone t

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Peter and Persephone

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Tuesday, June 13 2017

  2. Ambiguous setting – it seems to be a late foggy evening, almost night, but everything is clearly visible. I’m going to Peter’s house to talk about some important matter. I walk under a high brick arch, cross the front garden and approach the gray cottage that’s surrounded by a dark fir forest. I know that Peter is on the roof, probably smoking and watching me, although I don’t see him. Another bearded, dark-haired man opens the door and says that Pet

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Mizu-something

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Thursday, May 18 2017

There was a portal under a bridge that connected Capital to Kazakhstan. I travelled it three times with Laura. The first trip I don’t remember that well, but it had something to do with Dwayne Johnson eating pancakes. The second time we went looking for a wedding dress for Laura and in a little boutique bought a long pearly-pink silk dress that she liked. The third time we stayed in a two-storey hotel in a room with two beds and no other furniture. I went to sleep, but when I awoke, th

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Where am I gonna sleep?

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Friday, April 21 2017

1. A very long exhausting dream of wandering about, looking for someplace to sleep. It was near dark the entire dream, although the length of time felt equal to two days. The setting was distorted – I knew it was Old Town, but there was a mountain ridge and some lava-topped volcanoes surrounding the town, visible at all times. I felt dead tired the whole time, barely dragging my feet. At one point I went into a shop and picked up a big jar of pickles, but couldn’t hold it as m

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Flooded hotel

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Tuesday, February 14 2017

It’s night, most of the land is flooded. The black raging sea and distant mountains are visible for a moment when the lightning strikes. There is a hotel on what used to be the beach, but now only top few storeys are out of the water. I had been cowering on the roof for a while with someone else’s newborn baby and an unfamiliar man named Al. The baby is crying and we decide to get back into the building to find food and somewhere dry to sleep as the water doesn’t seem to be

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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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Kiddo lost in Hometown

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Wednesday, February 1 2017

I had to go on a quest with Max and Ivy, but at the moment the dream started we were sitting down on the curb at the north end of the prison bridge, trying to figure out how to get going on the flooded path. We knew we had to find someone pure of heart and the water will recede. A strongman walked by with his less strong looking friend and the water went down a bit, but not enough for us to pass. They stayed to see what will happen. Paul brought Kiddo and water receded with a wave, leavin

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Child labour

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Tuesday, January 31 2017

1. I was about 10-12 years old in the dream and had an older brother of about 16; he looked a lot like Joe Dempsie. The state owned all children and used them for hard work, and we were sent to a yet uninhabited area to cut peat. It was late autumn and bitterly cold, although not snowy yet. We weren't dressed for this and my brother was barefoot. The stream that ran through the peat field was frozen in some places; we had to cut through ice to get to digging and I guided t

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Google

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Tuesday, January 24 2017

In the dream Google was a building - a white and green skyscraper of an irregular shape and soft edges, standing in the ocean about a mile away from the shoreline. If you had a question, you had to swim all the way to it, climb some storeys up and find the correct person to ask it. I don't remember the question I had, but it felt of utmost importance in the dream. The day was clear and sunny, but the water was colder than it looked. The swimming and climbing and running accross the

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