Friday, 21 September 2018

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

Monday, 10 September 2018

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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Sunday, 2 September 2018

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.

Saturday, 1 September 2018

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.