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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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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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Water-tower band

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Sunday, February 5 2017

I was in a band with two guys and two girls, all unfamiliar. We lived and rehearsed in a water-tower that stood by a dirt road in the middle of a strawberry field. There were some cypress trees around the tower. Inside it was dusty and dark, with tiny little windows and exposed black wooden rafters. The trapdoor to the top floor was so narrow that I thought that either me or the taller guy who was the lead singer would get stuck there, but it was fine, we squeezed through. The tower belonged

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War slave and widower

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Saturday, February 4 2017

The conversations in these dreams were in Old Russian that I barely understood, and responded in modern Russian. 1. There was a big victory parade in a huge, red brick hall illuminated by wagon wheel chandeliers. I was a war slave, one among many, and we were expected to swear fealty to our new masters. The masters had both the Bible and Quran, but I couldn’t make an oath on either, and swore on a fencing manual, after which I had to prove my prowess with a sword. The next day I

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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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Rocky beach and B&B

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Friday, January 27 2017

I'm at the seaside in Scotland, watching the waves with my mother. There is a flat rock with a hole in the middle and with each wave water shoots up from it like out of a geyser. There is another rock standing apart as a small island and I see some movement there, but cannot yet discern what it is. I wade as far as I can, then swim to it and see that those are pink jellyfish and some little stingrays stranded there. I pick up jellyfish, carefully cupping them in my hands and release

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Tornado

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Thursday, January 26 2017

Me, Kiddo and my neighbours R and N with their three kids are walking across their field towards the road, chatting happily, when I notice dark storm clouds gathering and starting tornadoes sneaking down like foggy fingers. I scream: "Tornado!" as they stand there dazed and unbelieving. I yell at them to get moving, to run, tell the kids to drop down flat and hold on to fistfuls of grass if they cannot outrun it. The tornado approaches and has dark blue upwards ripples in it; the air i

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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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Shackles

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Sunday, January 22 2017

I was in the bedroom of an unfamiliar artist. There was a round bed with white silk bedding and a huge glass chandelier above it. I had just woken up and was squeezing my feet into shackles that looked like ordinary shiny handcuffs. Then I was trying to get dressed, pulling black silk knickers and a skirt on, which was miraculously quite easy but very funny, and was laughing all the while. The artist was talking incessantly about the significance of the colour white and how h

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