11 April 2003: Racing

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A marathon in the universe

I run a marathon, from Sirius to Earth, and stumble at the finish. In my dreams I see cyclists racing, people trapped inside their own mental blocks and I feel very alone.

 

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

 

This wasn’t just any old dream. I was running a marathon; I thought that I had been running for eons, as far as from Sirius to the Earth. It felt like it had not been an easy race.

I was wearing the yellow leader jersey and thought that I would have to defend it as we reached the finish.

But no! I think there were no more than fifty meters left of this unimaginable distance, but because I was so tired I could not continue any longer. I stopped and someone ran past me.

But I was told that it was not as I thought. I had done so much during this route and time that I was the overall winner anyway and with a large margin at that. So the end was still good. I could wear the leader jersey lead even after this race.

Well, I believe my fellow competitor was myself.

You know Amper, it has not been easy, and you know too that I am also a human being with all human faults and virtues.

I took this hard, but during the day I understood what I had to understand.

 

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

 

I saw two letters in the morning after my rounds. They came from very far away, there were stamps and seals on them. It felt that they were important. Something to treat carefully.

These letters should never be opened. I know when I write these notes up, November 23, 2013, which letter in question it is. The sender can be quite calm about this.

 

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

 

I was out cycling with three others. I saw the four of us from above. We were riding in echelon formation, cycling hard to keep up with something, I’m not sure of what.
I was the last of the four, but I think I had to go to the front so that others behind me could get it a little easier.

The four riders were obviously Ona and Chreel plus Amper and me.

 

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

 

It was a sort of monastery where a woman worked. She and many, many more lived within these walls that were not really walls, but a form of mental block that for their lives they could not get round.

I would think that they had made many attempts, but they had all failed. The woman both lived and ended her life within these walls.

 

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

 

I was sitting by a campfire on the shore of a lake. It was winter, the ice was thick on the lake and there was snow. Out on the lake there was an island where a woman and a man were.

Then a man came up to me and told me that this woman wanted to go home to her father, who was by the open water beyond. This man wanted to somehow get confirmation or permission from me to go with the woman to her father.

It ended with the woman went the way she wanted to go.

Throughout the dream, I felt very alone, it was like I was alone on the planet.

 

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“I was running a marathon; I thought that I had been running for eons, as far as from Sirius to the Earth.”  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“She and many, many more lived within these walls that were not really walls, but a form of mental block that for their lives they could not get round.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Throughout the dream, I felt very alone, it was like I was alone on the planet.”