20 februari
unusual – a nightmare ;
… I walked into a large half darkened room to get my money back ,
as an envelope full of different currency – somehow I had left it there
(this is obviously the theme of yesterday’s Ritual) ;
then I jolted seeing the many ugly men sleeping at the floor – as spirits
… the scene changed ,
a hopeless provisory fence was made (by who?) as defence against
the army of spirits which would arrive any second now
I could almost hear them marching , and the sphere of paralyzing dread
was overwhelming , excruciating , it was awful
– I woke
… still that nasty sphere now , and I’m confused (in spite all we learned) :
do we also go – even it be a short while – through that dread …?