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Toys, boys and the power of my voice

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Sunday, July 16 2017

Summer, English countryside. I’m a guest in a posh mansion, spending most of the time entertaining the lady of the house by playing music and engaging in intelligent conversation. The dream is unusually filled with sound – music, birdsong through the open French door, the sound of my own voice that seems to flow untamed and unobstructed. Afterwards I say my goodbyes to the lady of the house and go to staff quarters to return the violin I’ve been playing. A middle-aged m

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Post-apocalyptic broadcast

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Saturday, July 15 2017

1. Post-apocalyptic setting – a huge city of mostly crumbling or burned out tower blocks, overcast gray sky, no green anywhere. For some unspecified reason, it is impossible to travel by land and the few remaining survivors are trapped in the top levels of the tower blocks that have survived destruction. I’ve made my home in what looks like a publisher’s office, at least I know that I while away the days by reading, feeling calm and unhurried. I also listen to the messag

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Fluffies

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Sunday, July 2 2017

I’m in a little seaside town that I think is Walton-on-the-Naze. I’m slowly making my way through a crowded, tobacco smoke filled hall, looking for someplace to sit down, but can’t find any. The overall atmosphere is one of nervous expectation. I hear someone say that George Ezra is here; I pay it little attention, but catch a glimpse of him over the crowd when I’m making my way out through the dark corridors. Then it’s some weeks later and I get a chance to mee

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Sleepwalker'n'Seagulls

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Saturday, July 1 2017

4. A boy of about twelve years of age was stuck on a small rocky island overgrown with juniper, about a hundred yards from the shore. The boy had sleepwalked there during the low tide and scaled the cliff face to the top, but now the tide was rising, and the boy was awake and panicking. He cried and screamed, but there was no one on the shore to hear him as there was no civilisation, just pine forest. Some time later when the water was already halfway to the top of the island, Herman, Rem

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Moving

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Saturday, July 1 2017

  2. A barn is being transported along a country road. The door is open and facing backwards. Inside there is some hay and tools. A guy and a brown horse sit side by side looking at the roadside landscape passing by. The horse sits like a dog and seems to be paying genuine attention. The guy has so far been chewing a straw with a bored expression on his face, but he suddenly gets up, leans out through the open door to reach the eaves and slowly, laboriously climbs on the roof. The ho

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Shameless

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Saturday, July 1 2017

(There was some pre-history of me working in a field with various men, including twin Ruuds, but I don’t remember it that well.) 1. I’m walking towards the school and am just turning the corner to Crest road when I run into the most handsome man who’s walking the same way with his grandparents. His grandmother seems to think we’re acquainted and takes his grandfather by the hand and quickens the pace to give us some privacy to talk. We do so, reluctantly and awkwardly

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Prisoners of war

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Monday, June 26 2017

1. Night, muddy field illuminated by torches. I work for a charity that helps find ways to release the prisoners of war. I’m putting together little parcels to be sent to the sponsors – these consist of red necklaces, seashells, books and booklets with information. The necklaces are made of garnet, I have to dig these out of the mud and wash them in a basin that stands on a long wide table right on the muddy field. I feel ill, doubled over with stomach ache and wait for someone t

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Twins

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Thursday, June 22 2017

I’m meeting Ruud at the airport; the moment the dream starts I’m waiting in an idling taxi. Instead of one I see two of them approaching the car - one sits at the front, next to the driver and puts white headphones on and ignores me. The other whom I know to be the ‘real’ Ruud sits next to me on the backseat, drops his bag on the floor and gives me one-handed hug. He smiles and talks, and doesn’t seem to notice my confusion.

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The bait

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Wednesday, June 21 2017

  Summer, deserted Hometown. There are no people around, but lots and lots of dogs everywhere. I’m walking along the 18th street with Pascal trying not to step on the dogs. He seems very happy to see them and wants to draw them. I watch him sit on the stairs of a storefront and sketch a collie. Then it’s getting dark and all the dogs are curling up to sleep right there on the street. I’m alone, it’s getting harder to see. I turn the corner to Mitau street and

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Peter and Persephone

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Tuesday, June 13 2017

  2. Ambiguous setting – it seems to be a late foggy evening, almost night, but everything is clearly visible. I’m going to Peter’s house to talk about some important matter. I walk under a high brick arch, cross the front garden and approach the gray cottage that’s surrounded by a dark fir forest. I know that Peter is on the roof, probably smoking and watching me, although I don’t see him. Another bearded, dark-haired man opens the door and says that Pet

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