—– ooOO – OOoo —–

I was high up in a building. A man with blond hair had a kind of shop there. I told him that I had some things that maybe he could sell, and we could share the proceeds. I had large pots or vases with a light blue shimmer; they were like heaven itself.

We moved to an adjacent room. The man drew a chart on the wall consisting of points, about two centimeters in size. He went to the wall by the door where there was some special equipment. With this equipment he could determine the position of the points on the wall.

In retrospect, it feels like the nine musicians could be controlled by this man with the help of this device. I myself had the greatest respect for him.This man, if any, could be trusted.

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

I was in a sort of tunnel; it was possible to drive a car in it. I came to a room full of sacks of potatoes plus many other lighter things.

Then a car drew up with two men in it. They could not get through the room for all the things that were there.

“Let me remove these things I take away so you can easily drive through, it’ll only a take a moment and it’ll be done,” I said to them.

I started to move the bags against the walls. I seem to recall that when I did this the bags disappeared. The road was now navigable again.

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

I stood in front of a high vertical cliff. Next to me was a wonderful horse, the most beautiful Iíve ever seen. Suddenly, the horse braced itself  and took a giant leap up the cliff and landed on the flat land at the top.  It looked as if the horse more or less climbed up the side of the cliff.

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

I was standing in the square in the town where I grew up and I saw a man chasing and catching another man. I said to the man who was doing the chasing: “Finally, you got hold of him.” He replied: “It’s not what you think, not at all, or what it looks like.”

I then stepped into a car and drove for a while. I came to a roundabout with a man standing by the side of the road. I saw him but drove around the roundabout several times before I stopped. I got a big stack of drawings from him. With these, I should build something. I said I had a few years left so of course I could try to do this.

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

I picked up a young woman from a school – it was probably the school of life. We walked hand in hand and liked each other immensely.

We came up to a row of apartments. One man said that the pipes needed cleaning and my apartment would be done.

I looked at my watch, it was five to twelve. The young woman went on alone. I looked at the woman, she was standing on a plateau, there were a few steps up to it. Many women were there, and everyone seemed to know each other. Myself I looked at the woman. And she looked at me.

I went with the young woman from the school of life to another reality. It looked like she got a warm welcome from other souls she knew. It was also at that point that I got pain in my hips when I was in my apartment.

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

Chreel saw a small bird. This bird had something to do with the two caterpillars. These two caterpillars were born and became two butterflies that flew up to the sky or the towards the horizon.

—– ooOO – OOoo —–

Chreel and I were in a room high up. Chreel stood at a booth; she was going to pay something. The woman behind the counter argued with her but Chreel was adamant as usual.

The woman changed attitude, and her face lit up like the sun.

“You can come in here and rest up,” she said.

So it was. I sat and waited, but Chreel never came out again.

I went up to the booth, turned around and discovered that my wallet was lying on the chair where I had been sitting.

There were many more people in the room who were waiting. A young woman winked at me, I realized she had checked that no one took my wallet.

It felt like it was Chreel’s soul or spirit who sat there and smiled at me. My wallet was crammed with money.

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