the accident

I'm meeting up with some of my friends and when I arrive I can sense something tragic has happened. Its written in their faces.

One of my friends girlfriend has died. She was hit by a bus, they tell me, as they were cycling along. The impact was too much for her body.

My friend had only just recently been with her, and his grief is beyond measure, he was really in love with her.

Now the girlfriends family have all got together and we are preparing for the funeral.

K didn't want me to mourn over it too much, and wanted me to be able to still smile, as she knows how upset I get by things like this...

One of the girls family members, her sister is able to look on the bright side, she doesn't see death as the end, but sees it as a transition space, and now her sister is to her, living another life in a different dimension.

Together we are playing with the kids of the family and are helped by their natural presence, and light heartedness, despite the current heaviness. 


I meet J, and I give him respocibility for looking after my bag, but now he's left it the park and I have to run back to find it...

I meet someone wants revenge for some one who's damaged their car.

themes

James says something condescending to me, and I get really angry And hit joseph by something of a reaction to james comment. I see a dead crow, its been partly eaten out, so I put it in the compost. Mum and dad are wandering around. Granddad gone into a hole, with badger and badger tells me, this time he's refusing to come out of the hole.

I see a second dead crow. 3, I see J after doing a poo in FG. She runs off. I have vivid experience of lucidity - crawling along pavements. Feeling tired. I know I'm in dream, but I try to hold awareness of both places at once.
Manage it for a while.

Someone playing herbaliser very loud in the morning, all the tools for working the soil are well looked after, and cared for, so I do a little hoeing. R is coming to wellow, we have spoke on phone. She is starting automobile magic.

The Windy Day

Its a windy day, witch blusters and buffs about, streaky clouds in the blue sky.

That's it, I've pull the gown down over my half naked body, and I'm dressed enough to sing in choir. James is leading us, and we are singing a really great gospel song or reggae song. I get really enthusiastic, clapping my hands, and it wakes up something in the landscape. The singing brings the spirits of the place alive, and they are called to this place we are in.

We are located just on the edge of town - just off the old roman road near wellow. We got hear by walking the old foot paths from the house past the old cottage and the old barn, now looking rather derelict, and forgotten about, yet just a short distance from the old road.

As we are singing, the spirit of jimi hendrix comes to us, and shows us a song in which he made the bass player perform a really hard bass line that took him ages to get right, but jimi was sure about how it should sound, and sure enough, the bass player in his band, practiced and practiced, and got it in the end.
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And our song we are singing, (despite me looking quiet weird) floats down the road, on the wind that carries it, to the council homes, there at the edge of the town.

We hear some banging of doors and windows, as the wind that carries our song, is whipped around the harsh corners of the square brick buildings, and narrow passageways.

We decide to go and investigate, perhaps someone could do with a hand, or maybe we could just sing them a song through the windows. As we get closer we can hear the howling of the wind getting louder, and the banging door or window slamming its self against its frame.

We reach the source of the racket, and by now its only me and james left, the other choir members left long ago.  All the windows of the down stairs flat are open, as well as many windows in the upstairs flat. Unfinished laundry is blowing in the wind, hanging off window frames, both upstairs and down stairs. Some has been blown out of the windows, and is lying on the ground. It looks like some cleaner  has abandoned a job, left it half done, and forgot to close the windows and now its been blown around by the wind who knows no boundaries.

I see a character sat in a chair in the upstairs flat. Its an old lady sat in a chair, still as a rock.

I see an old man sat in a chair down stairs, also still as a rock.

They are sleeping in their chairs, as the wind howls around them, banging doors and windows. The place looks abandoned and I think the old people must have died.


 All of a sudden, as if woken by our presence, or the resonance of our just ended singing, the lady in the upstairs flat Bounces out of her chair, and tells us "come here", in a slightly manic voice, holding her finger up to motion us over. Her eyes are wild, sunken back in her face, and yet also child like. She stairs fearfully into space, as if she can't see us properly, but she knows we are here. She is bone thin and wearing a dressing gown.

The wind howls and a door slams.

Now the old man wakes up. But he can't move and is stuck in his chair. He is really needing help. I go over to him, to see what it is he needs, and to offer my support. I go in through the open door, and see him, grey hair, bent over in the chair, barely able to hold his head up. When I approach him, a cat turns up, climbing in through the open window, and treading on some large foxglove leaves that have been placed on the window sill.

The wind howls, and the door and windows bang and slam, shaking the house. Yet the cat walks through calmly, as if it owned the place, with the essence of foxglove on its paws.

various themes

I'm at restaurant, R has gone crazy. Some of his crazy friends are
worried for him, because this time he is more crazy than ever. He has
really lost it.

I have to find this place with my family. We drive up this steep
slope, and enter into a theme park. The person at the entrance let's
us in, as they are expecting us. I find friends who are getting ready
for this event.

I meet up with AM and its so lovely to see her again. I am inspired by
all the amazing stuff she has created and done in her life, and her
relentless drive to keep putting positive energy into projects that
can change peoples lives for the better.

S this day 6th of 6th of 6th. She had lots of bad stuff happen to
her, and she tells me how she dealt with it all.

I am walking through this park and I come across this experimental war
zone, where they are testing out new weapons, dangerous. I nearly get
blown up.


I meet Gaga and we have a long chat.


R is telling me about her doctor,

"People make mistakes,
I just wish that people would admit to making these mistakes
sometimes. Its as if its a religion or something"
These doctors have links to churchy people.

Making bread out of stone dust.
Eating stone dust.

Wolves, WWOofing and belly buttons

I meet up with Patrick whitefield, the permaculture expert! We chatted about the increase of wolves around the glastonbury area, and how it is affecting sheep and goat populations.

We chatted about milking goats, and why they are so good for milk. We were in his kitchen and he let one or two of the sheep in the kitchen which he looked after like one would a dog.

 I discovered I had an extra belly button on the back of my neck.

 I meet a friend and they tell me that they would like to go traveling and working on farms, but are daunted by the extra amount of hard work. I tell them it is true, there is more hard work, but the good food more than makes up for it.

the lonesome dragon

- I dream - music - playing with denise. No woman no cry.

 Dancing. Bob marley is there with her singing along.

Its really magical. The recording didn't pick up the voice very well, so D wants to re-record it.

 Good place for growing weed. He has something to show me. Richard - living close - sucked out - sleep well?

Needs other people, to get him moving - james played oboe at him. It stirs him. He plays up to it. Wants to show me his weed plants. - I'm part of a big play, and I'm acting the part of the dragon.

 I am a lonesome dragon in north yorkshire, as well as some place down south.

investment

I forget to cash checks, about 3hundred pounds, Carving work.

 Annoyed due date - m suggest other way of working it. Anger. I'm doing a journey, to figure out how to deal with it, and I'm beating up this person with the rattle, anger. He is un likely going to let me get away with this error. He says this is what g wants. - take away m.

 I get angry.

M says nothing would be created if people had his attitude - looking at hedges.

 Find other way of looking at it, investment.

 G - feeling really guilty - sleeping with his sister - he feels really bad. - its been so long.

 Panicky - weed - on camera. Caught - ill have a fine.

 D response like G. G still has lots of wisdom. I want to help G, have to stop him running away. J - we not kissed yet - says - its the thought of kissing more than the kiss that she likes - d agrees - romantic type.