Dreams Journal What, if with every change in our lives another sequent petal of autonomous inner space is unveiling? And this space, which is existing within ourselves, hides behind the next unveiling petal with each vibration of our inner butterfly wings. In each of these worlds with their own set of possibilities, we cultivate different lives and sometimes these lives cover our dreams, demand of memory puncturing into Freudian mistakes, slowly slipping into the matter of imagination.	Dreams Journal. Welcome Pack We are peculiar flowers of impossible events, composed of billions of misinterpretations of our own duplicates. Writing down your dreams is like imagining the snail looking at its trails in the morning garden, so forgive me, dear Wanderers, any inaccuracies. And feel welcome, open the door.
Map of Dreams. Part 1 This is not atlas of whole world of dreams, but rather its tiny part, a narrow, local map of the area, fixed points of my dreamy orientation, something like a mantra: "From this grove begins the road to every other cemetery and always to the same cemetery, I do not go there when I have a weaker moments, because it usually ends as a nightmare, but every road within a few miles pulls in that direction ", or	Map of Dreams. Part 2 (...) or " Behind that little village which houses I've never seen, but I know they exists right there, behind it, there is a meadow with the view on the road towards my familiar landscape, I felt happy there, it's a good place, but it's hard to get here. " As a cartographer of my dreaming world, I read in this dreaming that I could trace the map much, much larger than my own boundaries with the help of the Rule of Overflowing Time. Of course, I don't remember anything about this rule.
Map of Dreams the drawing is based on Robert Fludd diagram from Utrisque Cosmi and on the idea of Vishnu's navel situated upon the primeval ocean, whence arise the Lotus, rebirth symbol, embryo of the world. ink drawing on paper	Dream about Map. Short Story ink drawing on paper You may read this short story on my blog https://oneiromare.blogspot.com/2021/11/the-song-about-map-part-2.html
Dream about Spider There was a man, who during his sleep had swallowed the spider, and this spider lived in his mouth since then and when the man opens his mouth, the spider could catching flies. ink drawing on paper	Dream about Spider There was a man, who during his sleep had swallowed the spider, and this spider lived in his mouth since then and when the man opens his mouth, the spider could catching flies. ink drawing on paper
Dream about Spider Balthazar. Part 1 Short story about Spider Balthazar is available to read on my blog, feel welcome: https://oneiromare.blogspot.com/2021/12/the-song-about-spider-part-2.html	Dream about Spider Balthazar. Part 2 Short story about Spider Balthazar is available to read on my blog, feel welcome: https://oneiromare.blogspot.com/2021/12/the-song-about-spider-part-2.html
Shop with Shark. Part 1 My friends were going to show me the shop with swimming shark, we were passing street after street and I was more and more excited with every step, because I've never seen any shark alive and I had no idea, that there is so wonderful shop in our tiny town. I was very disappointed when we finally get there, and very angry on my friends, because they didn't treat me seriously and instead of the shop with alive swimming shark, they took me to the toy store.	Shop with Shark. Part 2 I thought, that they just feel they are better from me and they don't want to share this amazing place with me. And then I've realised what's going on. I dreamt as a small boy, whose parents told him, that they take him to the shop with shark.
Panthers I dreamt, that i taste well. They were accreting tightly and concentrically, with candescent eyes sharpening their teeth, velvety, noiseless, less and less patient. I was swallowed by blackness vibrating with murmurs. ink drawing on paper	Panthers I dreamt, that i taste well. They were accreting tightly and concentrically, with candescent eyes sharpening their teeth, velvety, noiseless, less and less patient. I was swallowed by blackness vibrating with murmurs. ink drawing on paper
Dream about Black Holes ink drawing on paper	Dream about Black Holes Scientists in the tv show claimed that black holes are gods, because they are infinite in their gravitational singularity and they are spitting out universes. ink drawing on paper
Dream about Cage ink drawing on paper	Dream about cage I dreamt, that i am at the wrong side of the cage, but i had no idea which one side is in or out
Dream about ghosts ink drawing on paper	Dream about ghosts Some ghost gliding on a bicycle through the walls of my home. ink drawing on paper
Loop. Part 1 Do you dream about dreaming? I was dreaming, that I am very, very sleepy and I had got to sleep in this dream. And when I fell asleep, I dreamt, that some malicious ghost is haunting me.	Loop. Part 2 I wasn't afraid of it, instead of, I talked to it asking about the reason of its anger and anxiety, but this peculiar ghost was very stubborn and my voice and good will resistant, so I have to swallow it. And i felt then like a ghost annihilator, or like a very powerful Spirit or ghost shaman.
Ritual I read about some tribe from far North, which believed, that there are people carrying inside self dead sharks. They also had a rite, during which they drew the shark out of the soul of such person and the communion was then ready to begin.	Ritual I read about some tribe from far North, which believed, that there are people carrying inside self dead sharks. They also had a rite, during which they drew the shark out of the soul of such person and the communion was then ready to begin.
About Alteration I dreamt about eating snakes. Small, green, forest snakes, which lied in the basket in front of me. I didn't eat them completely, leaving large part with head and they were crawling slightly dazed, but alived, like lizards, which have already lost there tails.	About Alteration I dreamt about eating snakes. Small, green, forest snakes, which lied in the basket in front of me. I didn't eat them completely, leaving large part with head and they were crawling slightly dazed, but alived, like lizards, which have already lost there tails.
Dream about Kiss You may read a short story based on a dream, it`s available on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/from-dreams-journal.html	Dream about Kiss On my blog you will find a short story based on this dream https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/from-dreams-journal.html
Homunculus It looks like ordinary doll from outside, but her guts were weird. There was a construction made of wire branches tied around with jute cord, made of germinating grains of sand and tiny silver triangles with painted alchemical symbols on.	Homunculus It looks like ordinary doll from outside, but her guts were weird. There was a construction made of wire branches tied around with jute cord, made of germinating grains of sand and tiny silver triangles with painted alchemical symbols on.
Metamorphosis/ Illusion Tree I've seen, what i call a heart note of a dream: a dry tree with one species of moth mating on it with another species of moth, which mimicing the first one, imitating the leaves of the dry tree, and those leaves were parrots masquerading as moths to lure other moths and to have a feast.	Metamorphosis/ Illusion Tree I've seen, what i call a heart note of a dream: a dry tree with one species of moth mating on it with another species of moth, which mimicing the first one, imitating the leaves of the dry tree, and those leaves were parrots masquerading as moths to lure other moths and to have a feast.
Again about panther I drew her once. And she came in that dream to let me know, that it wasn't her proper depiction and that I should draw her once again, this time as five eyed, because it will be her true portrayal.	Again about panther I drew her once. And she came in that dream to let me know, that it wasn't her proper depiction and that I should draw her once again, this time as five eyed, because it will be her true portrayal.
Molly The Dog and Cernunnos There is a short story based on my dream on my blog, feel welcome https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/molly-dog-and-cernunnos.html	Molly The Dog and Cernunnos There is a short story based on my dream on my blog, feel welcome https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/molly-dog-and-cernunnos.html
Giving Light This dream was therapeutic. You may read whole in a short story on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/giving-light.html	Giving Lights This dream was therapeutic. You may read about in a short story on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/giving-light.html
The Journey called Guardian Snake The dream was wandering and crawling, gently meandering in train's carriages like in labyrinth's corridors, moving me from the tail towards the head, from station towards next station, I was travelling inside the snake, but not like Jonah swallowed by the whale, but rather like a rider in the guardian's belly. *the labyrinth inspired by those depicted on ancient cretan coins	Freudian Dream about own birth You may read it in a short story on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/freudian-dream.html
Freudian Dream about own birth You may read it in a short story on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/freudian-dream.html	Die Hexe About labyrinth, fate and witches Whole dream you may read on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/die-hexe.html
Die Hexe About mazes, Fate and Witches Whole dream you may read on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/die-hexe.html	Lamp the Hero. Part 1 Which light is reflected light? Once I dreamed about a street lamp guarding lonely on the border of the city and vast lands. With night, the lamp cared about safety of local citizens and her working area was there, where other city lights couldn't infiltrating properly.
Lamp the Hero. Part 2 When things happened, that a woman was attacked treacherously and unexpectedly, or that someone was plotting to kidnap a kid returning from school in the evening through the dark, empty park, or when somewhere in the wasteland someone had fallen and broke his leg, the hero lamp was always ready with her luminous eye and ride as fast as possible, with her one single concrete leg to the crime scene, until the citizen was safe.	The Curse. Part 1 It was a witch hunt. I was looking at everything from the safe perspective as invisible observer, but I felt strongly, that if I were there with my body, I would be the one of those women. They were hanged by their tied hands, some of them were already dead. Tormented, agonised, with tortured bodies, surrounded by men. One woman, who had been dead for many hours, suddenly opened her eyes. Her power had to be enormous, because she rejected the death, it looked like nobody had ever done anything
The Curse. Part 2 (...) to her, the recovery was impressive . She looked into the eyes of her harassers and cursed them all, and after then, all women in this place of pain began to open their mouths, and their faces turned into a black, tarry abyss. This part of a dream has ended and I returned to some sleepy house, in my present time. Something heavy was hanging in the air, and a cloudy river was meandering through the sky, polluted with gasoline stains dressed in colors of aurora borealis.	Transfer of Self I dreamed of time travels: my name was You, and sitting on a park bench i was lecturing for the self the theory of self-transfer until You become You.
Transfer of Self I dreamed of time travels: my name was You, and sitting on a park bench i was lecturing for the self the theory of self-transfer until You become You.	The Fool, The Death & The Hanged Man Whole dream is available to read on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/the-fool-death-hanged-man.html
The Fool, The Death & The Hanged Man Whole dream is available to read on my blog https://marzenaablewska.blogspot.com/2022/05/the-fool-death-hanged-man.html