Mix of themes...

I have got a crow mask, and I am enjoying playing with it. I use it in
games and I am giving it character and involving the character in
interactions with friends.

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I'm at my old school. We are building new vegetable beds in the
grounds of the school, just near the sports playing area on a nice
south facing slope. The site is very sunny and has great soil. We are
just getting on with it, we didn't really get all the permissions we
needed but that doesn't bother us.

For some reason we are very keen to find the old history teacher Mr Mcshane.

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I'm by the seaside in Devon. The sea is really stormy and dangerous.
We are swimming it and the waves are taking us up mountains of water
and decending us into valleys of the sea, we think we will be drowned.

The healing place on the earth

I have found this healing place. It is a big circular round house
built on the earth. It is surrounded by woodlands and natural food
gardens.

The people who built it live a simple life. They do not need the
luxuries of modern life; they make do without electricity, convenience
foods and modern transport.

This round house I have found myself in has been built specifically
for healing. It has a special lying down space right in the center of
the house, which is a raised up bit of earth, that has been shaped to
hold the human body in a comfortable position, it is a slightly
undulating bed of earth that supports the spine, neck and head.

I lye down on this bed of earth and feel its support. I feel my
worries and aches and pains fall away. I feel the warmth of the people
around me, and feel their connection with the earth, and the simple
way of life that they live.

The ladder into the sky...

I am with Daniele. He is showing me a new special route to get to
brambles. It involves climbing up this huge ladder into the sky which
leads to this very tall tower with a mini roof top garden space on a
flat roof. It is quite scary climbing up the ladder as it goes about
100 meters into the sky. This place is also somehow mystically
connected with this special arctic place.

I get to this special arctic place. It is mountainous and has streams
running through it with lots of different types of fish. If you were
stuck here or stranded, as long as you had a net or a hook you could
catch fish. I ask my friend if he has a hook, but all he has got is a
net. I still manage to catch a little fish with it. We cook it in a
pan and it is very tasty.

The Meeting on the Mendips

I am up ontop of a ancient hill side with neolithic remains on. I am
on the mendips.

It is really windy and wet. I am talking to my brother on the phone.
Just as I am trying to tell him something important I see a crow
behaving very strangely - it is alarming above a thicket of bushes. I
tell my brother about this sign, and say that there must be a predator
in the thicket. Sure enough a cat comes out of the thicket.  But this
is no vicious hunter, its a little kitten with big soft paws and no
knowledge of the ways of the hunter. I tell my brother, while watching
this little one playfully climb up the wall and over a building.

I meet my brother up here. We find this car that is seemingly abandoned and find lots of musical instruments and records. We get out some instruments and play some music on them, which attracts the attention of a group of black guys who have been playing some sport. They come over, enjoying the sound , but also concerned about their instruments. This is a bunch of traveling rappers and we have found their car.

What is interesting is that we have a better understanding of how to
use the instruments so we start teaching them how to play new things.
They also play us some of their music on the stereo.

We find out that the owner of this car is Snoop Dog. He is sat in the
front driving seat talking to two women who fancy him, and he is
charming them. His car is booming out hiphop beats. As he drives off
the doors shake and rattle and we wonder weather he will be able to
make it back to the safety of a home.

Remembering dreams....

As I wake up in the morning the thought wheel in my head starts

turning, and dreams from the night before disappear as thoughts of

"An he said that, and she did this, and should I do that, and when

will he do this, and why was it like that, and should it be like

this....?" Fill my head, leaving no room for dreams.

Its a challenging thing trying to hold a dream in your mind, but you

know what makes it harder is that condescending voice of

"Don't think like that, that's a silly thing to think, get that

thought out of your head, you ought to think better of him, I can't

think that, this is an awful thing to think, I should be thinking

this..."

Welcome each thought in the morning, its all just a continuation of the dream...

an insignificant post...

I am with my dad. He is telling me some useful information...

"you need to stop thinking that everything that happens in significant... some things are more significant than others, but not everything that happens is significant in someway or another..."

I think to myself, this is significant, I must remember this information.

Indecisions...

This is a bit of a mishmash of dreams.

I'm in a field and harvesting is going on.

Conor is here, we are planning on smoking a spliff but I am not sure I want to..

Mum and dad are here, they are inviting me to come for food.

There seems to be lots of dilemma in me as to where I want to go. I am confused. I decide to go back to the harvesting but I get there right when it is finishing and everyone is packing up to go home.

I end up missing out on everything because of my indecision, and flipping between one thing and another. If I was to only just make some firm decisions everything would fall into place... 

sudden death...

I am with my friend, and we have just heard the news that one of our friends has suddenly died. It is very upsetting. At first it doesn't really hit me, I just think, oh yeah, people die, whats the big deal, and then it hits me and I burst into sobs of tears...

Travel Urges...

I am at a big party. There is loads of sweet sugary foods - cake,
flapjack, biscuits...

 Some of the sweet foods have been "herbalised" - they have
hallucinogenic substances in them, like magic mushrooms, cannabis, and
such like.  Large groups of people at the party have been getting off
their heads together.

There is a stage where people are doing musical performances. I have
an overwhelming urge to get up and sing. The music is so uplifting. I
have forgotten how to play most of the stuff I know so I get a guitar
and begin practicing quickly to my self.

A few friends come over to join me. We talk about travel, and they
show me some maps of Europe. I get an overwhelming urge to get off to
the south of France or north Italy. Its so overwhelming that I feel I
could just get on my bike tomorrow with a few panniers packed and be
off.

beautiful art work

I have managed to sneak into a multicultural show, and I am looking at
beautiful art work made in the Islamic tradition, beautiful
calligraphy and pots.

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I am at a party, and I am feeling cut off from the rest of the group
so I resolve to get my self connected again. These 2 girls travel
round with me, helping me find the people I belong with.


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Catch up.

I'm with my American friend. Its great to see her again. She is with her mum and her
aunty and grandmother. We are talking about all the stuff that we have
been up to over the year, a good catch up session.

She tells me about all her work experience. She has a psychic link to
me, because as I tell her about the things I've been up too, she
comments on them before I tell her the next bit. In a friendly way she
gives critical advice to me regarding certain things in my life. One
odd occasion she comments on about how I was too down with my
defenses, and not drawing enough boundaries for my own personal space.

I tell her about the music I have been making with Conor and with
meeting my new dancing friend Zoe. She comments on both of them. We
see Conor fly off by turning into a space rocket