Monday, 11 February 2013

"The children follow where the ripe fruit is...."


I have a repeated dream about someone teasing me, and relentlessly
taking it out on me. I then remember that i am in a dream and I am able to break out of it, because I know it's a dream. 

I then dream I'm on one of R's courses, and R turn up and he brings in a huge pumkiny thing in for the group to taste, and R says i should taste it because I am the taste tester round here,  So I am got to taste it. I taste it and it is ok. but R doesn't acnoledge my opinions on things, and thinks that it is a load of rubbish.

Then there is an issue he has with books, and I am annoyed again at him because he is not acknowledging other peoples opinions . 

And the words he uses for me, just try to cut out my opinion. he is trying to control me with his words ..  and I know it. We have an arguing match in latin, - he's trying to scare me, using magic formulas,  but I'm not
having any of it and can see right through what he is trying to do. I also become lucid and very conscious which gives me lots of power.. 

I decide to go. I pack up my stuff.

I walk out on him.

He asks why.

I give him 3 examples. These are just 3 of many, and I get backup from B and L who are here.

He finally yields, and actually turns around and starts thanking me for telling me why I was walking out. He claims that he didn't know he was being such an egotistical annoying guy, but I know he knew quite well what he was doing. 

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Meet a lady from FP matthews.


She tells me about the son of the company. She is doing art admin and
outreach for them. I offer my advice and support to them.

She tells me how he suffered from depression once, but now he's ok, he give lots of talks nowadays to groups who want to learn the ways of doing such big tree nurseries. .

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I meet the black martial artist. We have a sparring fight in Wellow, its great fun, and we learn from each other what each other can handle. We push ourselves to our limit.

He is teaching me and I am teaching him. I get a message for him from out of the air, - "its all about the hardest substances meeting the softest substances . We have bones and teeth and nails, these are our hardest substances, everything else is a soft kind of substance. Its exactly the same when animals are hunting and fighting, and even the art of hunting evolved from this same knowledge." 

We are now rolling and tumbling around the garden. As we continue to spar, about 6 or 7 dogs come and watch us. They enjoy watching a good fight. They are all black dogs, and I notice we are both wearing
all black clothes. He is also a black chap. there is something symbolic in this i think ...

I need a 5 minute break to get some food.


He thinks I want steriods to boost me, and offers me some.

"I want a piece of fruit" i tell him... I go find some juicy ripe pears.  I find a packet with 3 in from the supermarket . they are very ripe and a few of them have been nibbled into by mice.

I eat them anyway. My mum is there with her friends . She is talking to them and i over hear her say "Apparently the children follow where the ripe fruit is...."

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