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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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Alex. The Summer Show

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Saturday, May 20 2017

6. I had been tricked into going into a dark labyrinthine building to watch a performance called The Summer Show. Admission price was one spoon that I had taken from gran’s kitchen. The show was captivating, although it mostly involved following a choir along the dark corridors; the music they sang sounded like Corvus Corax – men’s voices accompanied by distant drums. All the singers had their heads wrapped in black fabric, but they seemed to know where to go without lookin

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Art vs hive mind

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Friday, May 19 2017

? Night-time, vast flat field. I was sitting on the grass with various craft materials strewn around me, trying to figure out how to weaponize Chinese lanterns. I made a few round lanterns out of embroidery hoops and white silk. The scene was illuminated by burning torches stuck in the ground in a wide circle around me and I picked one of those up to light my lanterns. They ascended about 30 feet and burned up completely. Then I made two square lanterns out of painters’ canvas on

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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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Plane crash, parachutes and paper planes

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Wednesday, March 8 2017

  1. London, sunny early autumn day. The Millennium Bridge is lengthways in Thames and I am taking a stroll along it with my fiancé – an unfamiliar bodybuilder in a bowler hat. He doesn’t have a shirt on and I give him a hug to keep him warm, although he says he’s not cold. I joke that with him dressing like that we’d have to have a circus themed wedding. I don’t like how he looks in the dream, but I recognise and feel intense love towards his persona

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Song and the singer's shawl

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Saturday, March 4 2017

1. I’m chatting online with an unfamiliar man and he sends me his daughter’s favourite music video, which he describes as ‘Korol i Shut’ with accordion instead of the violin. The music is awesome, the singer is a young blonde woman. She wears an embroidered semi-circular beige shawl that I zoom in on. It has a scalloped edge and the embroidery is of willow branches and roses.    The song faded from memory when I woke up; however, I have a feeling that it r

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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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Seamstress and cancer patients

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Monday, December 26 2016

   I was having a complete new wardrobe made by a seamstress in Hometown, near Alley street. All the clothes were made of black or dark blue velvet, except for one lace tunic. I couldn't find a hat I liked as all the models that the milliner showed me were extremely weird, like squashed and dented oversized baseball caps. On the way back from the seamstress I saw about a dozen people lying down near the Central Hospital. It had recently been raining and they were sleeping fi

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Desert

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Monday, August 29 2016

I'm running in a desert having climbed down the side of a canyon. The landscape is burned orange sand strewn with rocks and rusted pylons as far as I can see. I get to a road that's full of abandoned cars and walk for a while. Then I hear a noise and hide in a dusty hole by the wayside that contains a few dried-up corpses. A man comes along the road, banging on a round piece of metal and shouting that "The gunter-boats are coming!".

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