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Nun on the run

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Tuesday, June 13 2017

3. There is a tradition where once a year the most fearsome single man is unleashed upon all the single women to find himself a wife. I have the dream knowledge of this, but don’t remember ever seeing it happen. At the moment the dream starts, I’m in what looks like Genovefa’s living room with the other single women, all dressed in white lace Edwardian dresses. We stand in two long lines eyeing each other warily, waiting in trepidation for the white door to open and for the

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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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Hypnotic schizophrenia and repressed memories

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Tuesday, May 30 2017

  3. A schizophrenic mute girl (Nina) of about 20-22 is walking along the autumn embankment by a river, accompanied by her gran and her aunt. They walk slowly, looking at the passing people, when Nina sees another girl who’s sitting on the steps leading to the water and is sketching a maze in her iPad. She stares over the girl’s shoulder and repressed memories come rushing back to her. For the last few years Nina has thought that she used to have a habit of hiding in a cup

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Alex. The date

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Saturday, April 22 2017

2. In this dream the Hub was more complex, like a staircase with numbered levels and corridors with doors, supposedly each leading to a different location. I was working in a hotel restaurant kitchen and lived in a flat in what seemed the same building, although later it turned out that the whole structure is the Hub. Kiddo lived there with me, not sure what she was doing when I was at work. One day I was really tired from carrying heavy pots and generally from the that noise and busy atmosph

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Recipe for immortality

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Friday, April 21 2017

2. The recipe for immortality was killing nine goats in one go, skinning them and wearing their pelts fresh. One could hire people to do the killing and skinning, and I observed them for a while – they were men dressed in red uniforms, working in teams of three, bleeding out the goats over a square concrete drain. The setting seemed rural as the drain cut through a field of lush green grass that I thought was well-fertilised by blood. I decided to do the magic myself. I skipped buyi

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Warsong

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Wednesday, April 19 2017

3. Michael is marching in a straight line across the fields through the blizzard, strumming a small guitar and singing in a hoarse, raspy voice. He is wearing warpaint and an unbuttoned brown shearling coat. I cannot make sense of what he sings, it’s like a really bad death metal growl; however, the sound of both his voice and guitar stays the same volume even when he falls face first in a snowbank and then crosses a river walking underwater. He walks past a lean-to where two boys in their

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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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Bloodsoaked

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Sunday, February 12 2017

  1. I lived in a crammed room with my mother and brother. Our ages were off – I was 19 and he was 10. The room was light and clean, but stuffed to the ceiling with various objects, leaving just a narrow U-shaped path. My corner behind the wardrobe was mostly filled with books and boxes. I sat there with my laptop, studying Finnish. I knew I had a girlfriend in the dream and mother was happy that I pose no competition for the affections of potential step-fathers. My brother got a w

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The name day of baby Jesus

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Tuesday, February 7 2017

1. I’m attending a work meeting in what looks like the biology classroom in my old school – a multi-level room with worn, scratched desks. The coordinator gives a small bouquet of flowers to every Catholic in the room, saying “Happy name day of baby Jesus!”. When she gets to me, she spreads all the remaining flowers all over my desk. There are forget-me-nots, tiny pink roses and white tulips. I don’t have the heart to tell her that I don’t go to church any

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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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