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Private secretary to another dreamer

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Sunday, March 26 2017

2. Seoul, an office in one of the upper floors of a skyscraper, late evening. I work as a private secretary to a young Chinese guy (Goodwin) who has made his fortune in an unspecified TV show. It’s a slack sort of job as mostly I’m just organising his diary and managing his many travels. This evening he comes in saying he fancies some Georgian food and asks me to organise a flight to Batumi asap. I know that his girlfriend (an unspecified leggy model type) is reluctant to travel and

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Time travelling birds (Alternate POV)

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Sunday, March 26 2017

  1. I went time travelling with my parents and female friend. We were temporarily turned into geese as animals had less probability of disturbing the flow of history. We were walking in line around a metal walkway in some warehouse when my friend fell and got trapped in a stack of empty cardboard boxes, I jumped in to save her, completely forgetting the limitations of my bird body and was left hanging by the beak for a moment before crashing the whole 10-metre-high stack. As we had dive

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Airship crash and butchering gig

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Saturday, March 25 2017

1. A sunny day on a shore where a vast desert meets the sea. An airship has been caught in a strong wind and is rapidly losing altitude. The balloon is squashed in a concave semi-circular shape, and the craft is going steeply downwards and is obviously going to crash. Jacques Paganel is the only person aboard; he isn’t panicking, just looking at the approaching ground with grim determination. I observe it as a disembodied presence flying/falling besides the airship.    

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Broken face and space dog

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Thursday, March 16 2017

1.1. I had a Y-shaped scar in the middle of my face and no nose. The scar was obviously old and I had learned to cope – breathed through my mouth and even managed to talk in a weird voice that sounded like a loud whisper. Then I got plastic surgery to restore my face. Before it I felt dubious as I had got used to living with my broken face. Afterwards I saw myself from aside – I was near the sea, dressed in a black tulle dress and my face looked like Sharon den Adel’s. I was la

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Angel and demon bistro in Wonderland

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Sunday, March 12 2017

A long dream about a quest where I had to fight various evil entities to get Kiddo to a safe house. Just outside it there was a bit of a blind dream and she went through the wrong door that led to Wonderland. I was checking that the safe house was indeed safe and went outside to get her, but there was only a demon child sitting on the curb. I entered Wonderland to find Kiddo and ended up in an angel-and-demon bistro where stereotypically white pretty female angels were eating white food

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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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Harp march, cooking jam and a bit of time travel

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Thursday, March 9 2017

  1. Sunny summer day, unfamiliar dusty road. I’m on a bus with my mother; we both fall asleep. When I wake up, she can barely breathe because of a heart condition. The bus driver says he does not need any problems and kicks us off. I know I have to keep her awake and moving or she’d die. I have a harp strapped across my chest and play an upbeat tune for us to march to. In the dream I realise that I cannot play the harp, but no matter now I touch the strings, it sounds okay.

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Two witches' servant chased by storm

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Wednesday, March 8 2017

3. I volunteer to be a witch’s servant. She sends me on errands in Hometown and every time her enemies chase me with a storm cloud that I have to escape jumping over the fences and hiding in shadowy gateways.   Then I have to wash her black-and-red skirt which is immense – the hem is at least 50 yards long and there are dozens if not hundreds of tiny pockets along the hem that I have to check and empty before washing. They contain among other things a brown painted Easter

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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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Shifting shop, eco couple, porridge and antlers

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Monday, March 6 2017

  1. I am in a peculiar shifting shop that changes every hour – first it’s a dance school and I lie on the floor, holding a half-eaten piece of bread in my hand, peeking under a bookshelf where a dancing caterpillar is teaching other blue caterpillars an upbeat dance, like samba. This part I see from beneath the point of view of the lead caterpillar – I can see myself there, my mouth open with amazement and dust bunnies in my hair.   Next it turns into a shop

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