Too Clean

So after last night, I'd mainly been with Inka in my space but all aspects had onboarded. 
Tonight Malico askes me to his house. I arrive in a strange early style bathroom.  The toilet has flowers in the ceramic pan and the bath is big n metal but with running water.
I was to get clean 🙄😣

There's some wyrd old nightdress and Illeth is around and wants to brush my hair!

Given that astral me is scruffy this is all very odd.

Other baths I recall Is Inka degreasing me like an oily sea bird.... And then being in a bath in a bar..... 

I much preferred washing clothes in a muddy stream like last night!

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Keep thinking of the outside pond and suddenly lots of empathy for dogs who roll in fox shit n dead birds!

101 staff wake me,  track.  Making a fool out of me.  Fool card.

Awake till 3.30

Inka tried to calm me about being  clean.  Kaylo found it funny.. He's never been a fan of my smelly muddy field.

Another new room but when I entered it I was a kid.  It was like a Livingroom with an old-fashioned velvet and wood sofa the fire was coal.  I wanted to play with the coal but was told no.  I'd got pissed off with them being odd, left and turned into a seal in the north sea and fucked off alone.

 

6.00

Long dream.

OA/AI people were looking for me. I could crash networks with dreams... I didn't know I was doing it as it was just normal to me.

small kids female,3 and a boy 7.. Cousins.
They had been separate but I'd found them told them they could stay in my space.

 

I needed less bunny boilers and more basement jaxx's
 

A feel of sailors, had been grounded as no bate.  Was being  softed they would sail out with the moon tide.
wild animals in trees, my clapping and banging was from them.

A film/game too.   Then I was with Alex, my eclectic engineer friend.

He had many cars in the dream.  I needed a lift to a cave.

Our dog was there, as Alex had left the cave the dog had followed. 
I'd called him bk... Ian was meant to be watching him after.

But he'd run in front of another car... Foot was a bad compound fracture.

 

The vets I called used novelty erasers as currency, and a flea bit me. I was asking my mast cells and the earth intelligence for healing feedbk.

Back to sleep again I'm at the house.  It was brecky time.  I was still moody and could feel  them all bugging me so  I'd sat on the table  as a scratch n sniff centerpice! Trying to find out what was going on.

 

Suppose I've gone from on the menu to at the table, now I'm on the table.

 Dream dust atm is amazing, its like overlays of draft paper sketches in rainbow colors... multi d too.