new clothes

I remember a park full of leaves. I'm with someone, maybe mathu, collecting up the fallen branches in the park, keeping it tidy.

I'm with Pete and oil. We have been having some kind of weekend together in nature outside Sheffield. Now I have to go meet my parents for a meal in a park and they have some things to give me. I drive to meet them in this area of regeneration. We have some lunch and chat. Now my mum gives me some smart clothes and my dad talks to me about how they need to head south. I can't remember exactly what he says they are going to do but it involves the family. He says "perhaps you want to set off from here as well".

I'm putting on the new smart clothes. They are blue and skinny and shiny like wedding clothes. As I'm changing into them this guy comes over and in a really strong Barnsley accent starts talking to me and my mum. He is pointing out things in the park that have changed and giving us advice on the area.

I'm close to the motorway up near Barnsley. It's amazing how much change has gone on round here. I am going to agree with them to save time and drive straight down south with them but then I realise I've left my phone and computer with Pete and oli and have to go back to check on it. I worry about leaving these valuable items with them especially in nature where they could easily go missing or get damaged.

I wander back to the car which I have parked near an apple tree at the side of the road. And set of to meet Pete and oli

Mbira, Sheffield, Family.

I see chartwell, he has a very interesting mbira, there are two low notes in the right hand at the far top right of the board, which he uses as additional base notes. He has a different way of playing that I have not seen. It uses the right finger from above.

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I am with Rosa. She is still with Joe. But she is happy to see me. I take her out somewhere. I see what she has been doing in the time we have spent apart. She has not changed that much. She still has big health complications, but she has a much better understanding of them now. She is still upset about all that she feels she has missed out on.

I'm at home in Sheffield. I am chatting to my brother James. Someone, a friend, has asked me to perform mbira for them, so I do, I'm playing bukatiende. In taireva tuning.  I'm having to work on it. My parents are having an argument. Now it's lunch time.

They invite us to lunch, but then there is not enough bread or soup to eat. I get angry and end up reacting against my mother. I shout at her and shake her, because I feel like she has waisted my time in telling us to come. I then apologise saying I'm sorry I reacted, I reacted because you expected I would. I realise I'm not taking full responsibility for my actions.

My New Car

I'm up a big hill like in Barcelona, . I have been staying on this garden place somewhere, a house at the side of the steep road that is like a community. There are these big gates that are locked because the route up to the mountain is privately owned, but I want to drive up there. I think I want to take my dad somewhere up the mountain.

I take my car out of its parking lot, and have to secretly open the gates before the owners come back. I see two friends, one of them is jj. They want a ride. When I get to stopping my car won't stop. The breaks are terrible. My car needs to be stopped by my friends. They hold it from crashing.  I get out and then my car burns to the ground. All I see is a pile of ashes. But now I'm going to miss my appointment. What to do i wonder...  do I go on the internet and start looking for new cars to buy. I see one that is really interesting looking. It's been owned by these sculptors and art promoters who lived in tengenenge. It's a good price, and I ask a friend how quick it can be to pick up a new car.

The Spirit of Ritual

I'm at coed. Feeling ill.

A gathering has been organised. I don't know if I can attend. But I want to.

Anyhow, I'm lying down in the be area. And a load of people come dressed up ready to do a ritual. The ritual involves John the bee man. It's to do with the true story of Easter.

Lynette reads about the true story of our king the saviour, how he doesn't rise from the dead like Jesus did. But we embrace the spring anyhow.

Everyone is stood around. I have to get up from my sleep to witness the ritual. The costumes are very elaborate.

Now people are leaving and I'm worried I'll miss them. Because I'm ill. But I manage to get up and follow. And I've gathered my cloths together to get into the ritual spirit.

I find myself heading to the wellow garden, my brother has put on a play performance in the garden, all my friends are there singing. I see Gemini and the others from coed. It's intensely moving. The song my brother is singing is a pagan song which has these rounds to it, about love. I ask my brother how did he get to do this in the wellow garden. He says that its not the wellow garden.

I now look closer. And see that I'm in a similar garden but it's different.

We are in the city. Ancient stone work around the house, but clearly bath stone. James shows me just outside the house. Some of the most amazing intricate stone work I've ever seen. Detailed patterns that look really modern. Abstract and complex. I'm reminded of the sculpture I see in Zimbabwe as well.

Now I'm walking into the beautiful architectural city of bath. The ritual has continued into a processing into a cathedral. Everyone is enjoying themselves and costumes are flying. I'm wearing my white cloths, in combination with a black and a red one. I'm not sure what they mean, the black and the red. I think of the Cuban flag. It has a slightly more edgy look as opposed to the pure white cloth, which seems more appropriate for Jesus s death and resurrection.

I see two of the girls I met at Doris. I want to chat to them but keep losing them amidst the crowd. Now the performance takes a different turn. A heavy metal DJ starts playing some really edgy heavy metal in the church and metal heads get up to mosh to it. I join them for fun because it seems so inappropriate in church.

One of these guys is triggered by the cloths I'm wearing. He approaches me to threaten me but I dance with him and he can't get near me. I display my agility by climbing up a monument outside the church and standing on one leg. It's high, but I don't think he will follow me.

I am told by him that its not what I am doing that he can't do. It's the cloths and authority that they represent. He can't touch me. I have a greater presence.

I am shown that this man has been an extreme sports person. He is telling me about how he conquered his fear. Little by little taking risks. And each time it gave him more confidence. He told me of a risk he took that changed his life. He took a sky dive over the city that went wrong. But he survived it. His parachute did not open properly, and he fell through this building onto the sports field. There were eye witnesses. He was rushed into hospital. This experience he says put him on his path in life.

Vamwe Vana

I meet a 7 year old boy who tells me he is Muslim. He has special spiritual sight. He sees a spirit in me which he tells me about. Because he can see it, shows that he has this spirit also.

I'm with Cecelia. We are playing some Zimbabwean music. I know how the music goes.

The song is called vamwe vana, the children of the others. I get emotional. I am on guitar. I can't play the song without crying. She notices my emotions and says what's up.   I say to her, it's so difficult to play zimbabwean music without getting emotional. She says she understands. Now we listen to some chiwoniso.

The song I have in my head is the same one she puts on. I can hear how the part goes and I start to play it on this new mbira.

She says my block is in dancing. I need to work on this. 

The song is like rebel woman. It has this descending base line.

Mum. Kneeling at the Hawthorne. Picking things, walking Church. Sleeping.

Joe.

My spirit moves one step ahead of me...

I'm chatting to r.

I'm complaining to him about the situation I'm in at coed.

I tell him I can't keep living there with no money.

He says that to pay me 30£ an hour would be very difficult.

I say it's not even the money, it's also that I am not happy living at coed. I say this with force and conviction.

This makes him respond in an interesting way. It's like he becomes smaller.

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He says that even he has had doubts weather something would work. He says you have to live through the doubts.

It's like my soul has be so unsatisfied living there.

I see we have spilt some vanish on a table. I wipe it up, and it makes the table go all shiny. It gives me some satisfaction so I tell him that I'm happy with this.



I have a sense that I will be getting together with m.


I am driving in a car with three other guys. We are going along the usual route to the village but suddenly the road takes a turn down a new track, at a turn in the road. It's a new road.

The car crashes off the road, and breaks into pieces. We are all fine. But we have to rebuild the car. We are now following a different design, and start to build a house. It's complicated because there are all these little pieces. We are not sure how they fit together but we are sure we can make it work.

The Accident

I am at Hunters Bar and there has been accident in a shop.  

What's happening now is that the police have turned up and asked for people who have seen the accident themselves, because this drunk man has always had a few fights, but this time its more serious.

 But when the police get involved it gets even more messy and it causes this blockage in the road, which means that all the buses are not working. So I'm waiting for the bus, because I've gone down to Hunters Bar going to town to see my friend who lives in Walkley, because I hadn't been in Sheffield for a while.

 As I walk down to the park to get the bus, I see my mum on the way, and she says "look at the View over there, and the way the light catches on it, isn't that a wonderful site?!" and I looked and I see golden yellow leaves amidst a deep Blue Sky.  a beautiful site indeed. And then I encounter this whole scene where  two coaches have come to rescue those who were otherwise going to get on the bus.

 Here and there are fights breaking out, but anyhow we're all getting shoved into these coaches and and I wish I'd brought my bike now because I don't know where this bus is going and if I had my bike I could have chosen the route, and be half way to seeing my friend now.

Now its become a tennis coach and there a few changes with me because I have a handful of rice in my hand and I feel to throw it over my head like as a blessing, so I throw it around. 

 I'm sat at the back. 

There are a few people sat in front of me now and we have evolved into this other place, Its a School.

I've ended up with about 5 textbooks belonging to this guy called St Vince. Maybe he was a friend of Pete's or maybe during the wedding there was some left over things that have come up. 

My little brother is here now and has appeared but first my Dad; - I'm in the front room with my dad and talking to him about getting older and my fear of time passing and me missing my time, and he's showing me sculptures. He is Knowing Me. I will get some with the next thing, but the task today is that I must do some drawings. 

 This they said, and I'm in a way, have been making a head, and a I see how the particle he is with is the process, and how much she enjoys just giving it, and doing the simple things.  

I'm worried that my skills are passing without my awareness. But anyway, now to dial my little brother. He comes into the picture and helps me to relax saying "no point in worrying" and he says something about the time and doing the time.

Day with Rosa

Joseph Salvador house, garden roof

The walking into the ice in the mountains
The sculptors, clear, bare foot, not sharing tools

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Had a great day with Rosa, been chatting to her dad, but at the end of the day it becomes clear that they have never had a social life outside of their own family unit, I want to change this for them. I want to take them to visit some friends in the evening, but this is novelty to them.

I go wandering and feel this big spirit calling to walk this direction. I find a big cathedral, with a circular design. The feeling of the place is very elevated, it lifts the spirit, and makes all earthly woes and pains go away, it's full of light and joy and presence.

figuring things out

Allot of anger, me getting violent with this guy who's been annoying me, he's smaller then me. I feel frustrated that he's hanging around I let my anger out in him and thoroughly beat him up.

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I see a woman with beautiful breasts. I think she's too young for me, but I can't help looking anyhow.

Peter transformations, a strange place where these round balls are put on a floor and we roll around on it. I roll on my belly

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I'm with john and Linette John.

He is giving me advice regarding the zim sculpture project.

He says I need a regular reliable contact that I'm in communication with out there on a regular basis.

We discuss buying land. He points out that the rich areas are a better place to buy land rather than the poor places. 

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I'm with Jemma, she's saying she's been so happy recently, her energy is flowing so much more than before. We are looking for my car to go on a journey, we walk all the way down to the city centre, but then we remember that we left it all the way up at the top.

worried travel

I meet Mike Stanton. We are playing music together. Feeling again of missing out. I arrive late to the end of a musical performance, everyone is in tears. I'm not sure what happened.

It evolves quickly into a yoga class.

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I'm traveling with friends and family. We are driving to France.

I meet 3 very strange beings. The first one has like a duck back, a cartoon face like Donald duck, the second one has thin floppy limbs, and eyes in its stomach, and the third one is like a psycodelic giant spider which is flat like a flying saucer 

All of them have this other worldly quality about them, as well as being utterly absurd.

It feels like I've been taken to another planet.

I touch the spider as it's the most approachable one, and it's makes the strangest noise, like it was happy someone paid it attention.

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I am at a quarry, asking for advice regarding a stone base for my sculpture.

I describe the head to the quarry manager, and he says, forget it. He indicates that I'm not going to sell what I'm describing to him, as it all looks too somber. He says it will look like a funeral. Way to serious. ...

I find my self able to push off some big pieces, which I can see can be made easily into abstracts.

This is more the thing to do.

I'm in a house, in the city. I've got to tell someone how to use my blender because I'm worried that it will get misused.

I'm worried about how my stuff is used.

Josh is there.

Im sad. Everything I do is morbid.

The Dance school

I'm in a dance school. The time table is very confusing .


My brother is outside in the snow in the farm somewhere. He says that he will be having another relationship soon. He tells me the message he wants to pass on to the woman he is interested in. She is someone who used to be with my brother. I meet her. She is just as I remember her.

The message was something like, "tell her, I will be waiting for her, we must come together to the new place" 

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Back at the dance studio I'm engaged in this little side waiting room. The clock on the wall is all wrong. We miss the next dance class by half an hour, but it's ok. I have been teaching an impromptu mbira dance culture session.

I show these women the basic steps. And how to hold their arms. I show them the spiritual significance of the dance and how to make offerings and prayer.

I met a guy who I met on an old course from many years ago. He's running a class. He wants to show me some things musically that he has been learning. About music harmony. I want to stay but I have too many other things I also want to do elsewhere. 

I hang out. Time stills.

The Safe

I am in this large group of people. We are preparing for this important event where we put our declarations and money in the safe . I have been the keeper of the code. Somewhere I have lost it many years ago. Not the code. But the actual tiny key that you get from putting the code in.

I have no idea where it is.

In the meantime I'm trying to impress people with my guitar skills as we are preparing for an event before the opening of the safe. This one lady is critical of my guitar playing, so I give her the guitar to play but she can't even play it so I tell her to  fuck off. ,

I'm worried that soon they will turn to me at the critical part of the ceremony and I will have to put in the code for the key. And the key holder will come up with no key on.

I'm asking myself whether I would have been better off just running away hours ago. Or perhaps I could just play ignorant and not tell them I've lost the key. But a part of me says I must be honest and upfront explaining that I've lost it over these many years

Lava

I dream about lava coming up out of the ground, in little patches, amongst the collapsed temple. Many people are walking to and fro, from place to place, avoiding the hot lava.

Heather is here. I direct her to where it is safe.

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I meet SB, He has transformed into a blond haired bear. He is leading a group in diving off the cliff into the waters below. There are caves which people swim into at the bottom of the cliff face. It doesn't look so high up from where I am stood, but when I look from other peoples positions it suddenly seems so much more daunting.

I know this is a dream. I have been here before, but I still find it hard to jump.

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The computerised growing system.

I dreamed of a computerised organic food growing system.

It was a bit like in those fairground grabber games, that you control the arm to pick things up.

This system utilised something like this.

It was in a big greenhouse, which had this over head rail system, with this "arm" which could move over the beds and crop the plants and replant and water new plants in.

People focused their energy on propagating the plants and the grabber arm would pick them up, plant them by digging a little hole, and dropping them in, earthing around, and watering immediately, as soon as old plants were cropped out, so there was never any time when the soil was bare and not being utilised.

 It was intelligent. It was doing all the harvesting as well as the planting, so it did not need to plant things in big blocks but could intercrop the plants with extreme complexity, so as to avoid pest problems and diseases, so a rotation system was not necessary.

The yields from this system were extremely high, and the quality was great as it was all organic.

You could program this system with a desired product and it would figure out quite quickly what was required and give you the timing that the cell plants were required.

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scorpio

I'm singing a political song that I wrote to my dad. It's difficult. It makes me want to cry. When I finish I make a words inventory on a bit of paper because not all the words are right, I've not finished writing it.


My dad comments on it, he says it's good to have got a reference to Israel in it.


My dad says look at the sky's, Scorpio us about to come up, he has a good navigation of the night sky.



Some women are commenting on how I have a beautiful penis.
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I'm with R again. I'm in her house in N. She looks as beautiful as she has ever looked. Her mum is here. We chat on the sofa. Her mum sits like I used to sit with her, legs up. But I feel uncomfortable as if she could kick me in the balls any time. We chat about r. She is still stuck in the same situation. Her life has not moved forward one bit. She feels stuck. Her mum is strong and not giving up, but I also see so vividly how her mum has mental problems relating to truly listening to r, she blocks things, and this is a deep part of rs problem with her health.



I've got a car and I'm driving it through the woods at Notre dame. I finally get down to the gates at the bottom and meet James and family


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Note form dreams - attractions, family, friends,

Simon, hugs, his friends new growing project, big houses below my parents, wall cracking. Un maintained.


Girls stood by me, working on bicycle. Oriental looking. I'm attracted to them. I have confidence to ask them if they want to meet later by the entrance to the park.





Maddy mum stone circle, she has been recently.


The theatre play thing I go to with friends in a place like the CCC in Barcelona. One of these girls name is martoo but it's spelt differently



Rawley, comes in the back entrance to coed, people want to talk to him but he just walks away, he's stressed by all the questions asked to him.


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I have a tape recorder of my dad reading a poem which has all this strong Somerset country talking in. I'm real pleased to find it.


I'm with Tom. We are talking permaculture stuff. There are airplanes up above. People have be arguing about inheritance and stuff.


Everyone is struggling to find their own place in the world


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I stayed in the car park for too long. I should have got out when I could. ...


Now the thieves have arrived. My heart stops as they open the door to my car and tell me to get out. I have everything in my car.


I try to pull the door shut but they keep it open. I move into the prayer. It's my only option. Appeal to the divine forces to have mercy on me.

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I'm near the sea in Brighton.




I see the white cliffs. I'm being shown this map of the town and the route to a retreat house hidden along old paths at the back. It's a very peaceful place. I need to go there.


I'm with my family. There's a lift to take you from the beach to the cliff top in your car. I take it, and soon I'm seeing the dizzy heights from the cliff top looking over the sea.



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I see rs profile, on FB because I am concerned about her. She has made some really tempting looking film of her dressed up in red, burlesque costume, it fits tight to her body accentuating all her curves. I realise that it's not helping me because I'm still attracted to her.

note dreams

John the bee man. Lots of stuff to shift in the rain. I've got help. Not to make the sculptures look too churchy, need to modernise the look of them

Garikaye, something is leaking gas, we want to fix for him. Gas is non negotiable. 501p.

Badger, chats to one of the DJ. Wants his daughter. I want a change of music.

missing something

I'm with Dominic Mandere. In a dare.
There is a gap for water to flow at the back. Adriano is here. He talks about going to be with his wife. To swim to meet her. In the night.

I'm aware that math has made me angry and I want to hit her so I tell her. She takes it ok.

Dominic puts on costume and has a vision to bring the spirit out for each person. I put on some clothes and really enjoy walking in a funny way into the room. Sometimes I'm like a zombie, other times I'm still. I start to get agitated. I find a green biro and scribble and scribble with it. I make these patterns and finish with my tag. Dominic says it looks like something. It reflects what I'm missing. There are all these people who have been able to bring things with them, up a slope. They are eating cake. I want some. I feel so poor compared to them. They have money and many things but I have nothing in comparison.

Family ties ...

I'm at a concert. The band leader is drunk. He is an alcoholic. He's had way too much booze but even so he is trying to lead the band. Its boogie music, so its not that hard to get away with it.

Im with my family. Someone has had an accident, a lady. The news is that she has died. Her husband had cancer. Somehow they are connected, the cancer and the death of the lady.. We try to go to the lady. Its a maze, but I know the way. We still get stuck. I'm leading someone down a square tunnel but there are too many wires which cross our path. We have to turn back. There is another way to this underground place. I meet Jesse. We manage to get through a small drainage hole. But on our return we don't manage to get back.

I meet dad. He tells me that the dead persons spirit has now come to live in the family, but it will be ok. This spirit is connected to the alcoholic person. It is also connected to a family friends family. One of their uncles suffered from too much drugs.

journeys through age

AM she tells me people here in this country don't have food too.
.I have a discussion about this, I tell her my biggest moral dilemma about going is this. Z is at coed.
She likes it there more than Unstone because community there.

I meet S, see his house at Lammas. Still building. Strong foundations, has access to do this.
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S new boots. Injury he gets on legs.

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Z talks to S about a cafe restaurant on main road. A view that can be seen. From coed.

Is it the same building she remembers from the past?

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In Sheffield city centre. New eco sauna place being built. I want to plant fruit trees out side it.

Talk to manager. In restaurants the sauna has glass panels. People can see the beautiful bodies through the glass.

Outside the common people look dirty and unattractive.

I recognise someone from the past. I'm not attracted to them any more. Lines have worn age into their face.

Chiwha

I'm with Chiwa

We are at a music gig in Sheffield. Scragga is playing the decks. It's late at night.

I meet Maria

Angry with Maria because of the way she was talking to me. She had changed since having a baby. But her insight has gone deeper. She can see more things.

We argue for quite a long time. But it's simply a miss understanding due to the tones of our voices.

There is a river. The water is very strong.

Dangerously strong.

It's also part of a dam.
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I'm with Maria still. She finds this really deep pool to jump into. She jumps first, it's from a long height. She lands safely in the pool. I jump second , she is nervous I will jump ontop of her, I end up jumping into the same space of water that she jumps into . She is angry with because I nearly jump on top of her. I sink deep deep deep, my eyes are closed. I need air, but I'm underwater, I breath in air even though I'm underwater.

I come up. Me and Maria have an argument on the side of the river. Music is still playing by the gig.

Munted people are everywhere.

There are many different levels to this club. At each level down its more sophisticated. And the security goes up every time. I'm at the very bottom level now. There are these crazy doors.

I'm with Chiwa but he disappears, somewhere amidst a huge crowd, I lose him, and now it's early in the morning and I've still not seen him, but I have seen others who are asking me to get some music together on the Mbira, so I look for Chiwa. There is so much tight security coming out of the building. Looking for him is like a needle in a hay stack.

But then I discover what's happened. He had been arrested for accidentally going through a high security breach, and it's causing a commotion because he is really drunk on whiskey. I apparently saw this happening but misunderstood what it was at the time as part of a comedy performance, because it was such a ridiculous situation.

I have to drive my car up close somewhere to sort this situation out with Chiwa . And a security stops me because one of the cameras shows a security guard my two air rifles. And he comes over and confiscates them. Then I have to go and explain myself. It's a lengthy process. Apparently I needed a licence to own them. But I don't have one so it's going to be a fine. Chiwa is still missing but he was also caught on camera, so he is going through similar fines now.

70450.£ pounds fine is the cheapest it can be, but I explain that I have simply no money. They want to limit me, to shut me down in financial stasis. So as to prevent me exercising my new found freedoms.

And it seems now that many more people have been caught by security and are facing similar fines, because it's through getting the fines that the officers make their money.

I see heather simply running away from the guards, and then Chiwa follows suit, and so I start running too, just get out of the situation. I nearly escape the guard, but then they are catching me, and i wake up.

driving fast

It was always meant to be like this.

Driving with Moyo dewa. Fast. Too fast. We have to stop to get bike lights. We are given the the really good ones, he has not seen them before.

the spider

Her web was sticky

Very few escaped.

This being, that arises, this falls, that falls..

Their bickering was irritating me, but arguing with them only made it worse.
Finally I allowed one of them to take center stage to preach

This being, that arises, this falls, that falls..
Sure, Buddhist philosophy, I say. The others mutter.

Yes the transience, everything that exists will crumble into nothing. Forms are born forms die
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This consciousness seem s to be work
We struggle to hold it together sometimes
We try to build something, to make something concrete even though time eventually consumes all.
In our lives there are many chances to liberate the mind, but ultimately there is only this one chance: now . We have come into this life with purpose. .

Her voice was starting to sound psycodelic, the strange musical filter she used played melodies as she spoke. It rose and fell with her lilt.

It seemed like she was also turning blue.


I sat quietly. it brought a smile to my face, especially with the added musical effects.



Finally when she came to an end it was decided who was going to do the healing on me, or journey for me. my intention- "hey just tell me what it is I need to know! Whatever comes up"

I had considered the question "how can I know the difference between true intuition and imagination? " But I was told that could be a dangerous question to ask.

"We changed the world through lots of laughter and lots of orgasms."

M is in church. She is making a statement for all to hear.

"We changed the world through lots of laughter and lots of orgasms."

There is a chuckle from the congregation.
She now continues to talk but in other languages.

relationships

I meet A M. She shows me that someone is following her. A killer stalker. A zombie. She has caught this person in video and now she is showing me the video. It's not nice.

I meet R. We are digging up roots in the allotment. Some of the roots I want to put into storage but he control checks what I am doing and shows me that some of them are low quality. The parsnips have a beetle. So some of them I decide to eat straight away, using up the less good ones first.

J and M have solved their problems in relationship, but I still feel like I am solving mine. I feel hopeless cos it feels like it's been going on forever.

Shooting the target

Mrs stashek. She is giving lessons to each of us individually, based on the observations of our behaviours over the last trials.

My next lesson is to work on my sexual prowess, and the sadness related to my lack of it.

I deny the sadness, or at least say it's the wrong word, because I know that to dwell on it does not help me. Because I claim that the real cause of my sadness is lack of sunshine. But deep down I know I am trying to cover something up and this is partly because everyone is being a witness to my task.

I am with J. The thin girl with black hair. We know that we are going to get together the question is how. We lie next to one another talking. She has pain in her, which I try to help with some massage. I have to straighten her out. I have to do things properly. But the issues around boundaries are still there, and it's confusing me the relationship between healer and lover.

I am in the park. I have to do some trial shooting with this new automatic gun I have been given by the spirit medium. He shows me the target. I struggle to make the shots because it feels wrong on some level. But then I turn out to be hypocritical because I end up shooting this dog or something else which I should not have shot. I realise it's OK to shoot the target.

Mnangagwa

I met the new president


I have a job working in an office.
He comes, and I am a little unprepared.


We start talking.

Interestingly he tells me about Chinese philosophy. He even has an appreciation of the ancient spiritual traditions.

He is as busy man so we don't have much time to talk. I invite him to come over to my office which is across a little bridge over the river. It is raining heavy now, and so the bridge has been blocked, it's over flowing by the force of the river.

So we can't cross.

I am told by someone that I should encourage him to spend as much of his money as I can because changes are coming.

Chinoyi Caves

Js place. I call out her name.
She hears me. I'm in tears.

Jessie sing song with him.

I climb into bed with a lady.

I am in Chinoyi caves. In the waters underground. There is classical music playing.

connections

I'm getting ready for flying on a plane.

Waiting with my family. It's raining.

I get through customs. And

I meet Wells in the airport.

Before this I meet Robyn next door. I see her and her new baby. She is so small. I meet her partner.

I meet Ayla, Rawley says she is a good artist, many drawings.

Not liking the x-ray machines.
The rains are going to come when I fly.

I meet some interesting musicians at the airport.

I am at Lammas. I'm in Simon and Jasmine's finished house. I'm witnessing the freedom they have. And the view! The big windows that look over the valley. It's raining. I tell a friend I'm with that I don't want to live here because the conditions are not good for growing the things I want to grow.

I meet Luke turner.

"Now we have to look after your children"

Meet C, he asks if I want to write some tunes with me, at first I say no, then I say maybe.

I see M and L. They have been arguing. Now m has a baby she is not getting on well with l.


I'm at a hospital. Simon b is here.


There is singing in Shona, around someone's bed, there are Scottish people who also know the lyrics to the song they are singing in Shona the responses to the song . It goes on for a while . The transition is saying "now we have to look after you the children"

We are all inside. We have to make a statement and say, in someone's absence,

"My name is....
We are strong
We are getting it right
We are sure"


Then there is a bird call. From the skies. Simon says it's a sign. Now he encourages us to go outside.

In the soil where the ground has been prepared around the hospital we are sowing our seeds. I have a bag of wild seed, mixed with a damp material, which I start to spread around. The rains are coming.

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I'm back in the peak District. Pete and Oli and Sheffield friends have built a new house. Well it's more like a barn conversion like coed one. It's like a church. Just the frame is up now, the space is big, it has plenty of room for storage too.

Many people are gathered around. They are all talking about building alternate communities.

Some people are causing trouble. I catch one person trying to break my car. I punch them in the face and best them up to teach them a lesson. They don't come back.

Bendle has been trying to do lettering in stone. It's not very good but he is making money from it. I meet a female lady who is admiring it. It makes me so upset because I know I can do so much better, and want the recognition. I tell her I am going to get a hammer and chisel and start carving right away.

My upbringing is causing me problems according to Bendle 
.

I meet Pete, he has a special costume for swimming, it's a loose gown , which has a pocket, for collecting sea shells and pearls.

I'm with P. We are walking in the hills, we get to a big road, it's dark, a car is driving fast, I have to stop walking otherwise it will hit me.

I meet R, she seems happy, she is still tired, she has a persona on computer which is not like her in real life, it's just a digital character. But this is her active self, because she still needs lots of rest.

the Chambwa

I'm in church, I've left a chambwa in the back corner, with some museli and dried fruits.

I have decided to collect it now. There's a little bit of damage on it but it's still ok. It's been here for years.

I get chucked out of church for breaking the rules.

Outside church, I meet my brother. He and a friend have also been chucked out. The music they were playing was not suitable. They were trying to bring in new music with modern lyrics.