Tuesday, 29 March 2011

Last night I remembered being with COLETTE in PARIS…and being socialised into the ‘Arab way of life’ and that meant learning how to eat properly at Arabic restaurants…first up you NEVER ate the RED OIL of the main dish…that oil contained all of the impurities which seep out during the cooking of the food…it is really, really unhealthy for you…and I am sure that goes for INDIAN food too…don’t eat the RED OIL Next up - only dip your meat in the sauce…it is not meant to be eaten apart with the meat of the dish…in fact, I can remember TOBY MACKLIN passing comment upon that one, years later on…he loved the sauces and would mop them up with couscous, bread, rice whatever…but again, this is frowned upon…not healthy…too much fat I suppose…cream etc…

Anyway, a man rather like AMADEUS came into the restaurant to sit with us for a while - we were cross-legged by the table with a few others (no that was another time - this time we were on chairs)…and sat with us…he appeared to see me as the ‘clown’ of my year…I made him laugh…

I wonder now…in relation to RED OIL…the image of insects trapped in AMBER came up…you don’t want to eat those impurities…

OTHER NOTES:

Last night…a ‘series of unfortunate events’ occurred…first up, I was in bed at around 8.30pm when two people came and banged hideously upon my front door…I sprang up and looked through the spy hole…of course, I couldn’t see anybody because the light in that corridor isn’t working and hasn’t been working for several days…the couple had gone back out of the firedoor anyway, I could hear them talking…they appeared to be having second thoughts…they had got the wrong flat…and as I was to then hear…they made their way up to the young woman’s flat upstairs…and I heard an argument ensue…she was saying ‘leave me alone - I’ll call the police’…I have no idea what happened next.

Anyway, much later on…I heard a child crying outside…and a man with a rather rough voice said this:

“HOO - HAA - come on!”

The child retorted: “I’m scared” and began to cry.

…I immediately thought of the BBC NIGHT GARDEN where you have characters called HOO-HAAs - whom I had identified as ill cult programmers…that was their symbol.

Anyway, I then heard snippets of a conversation that went as follows….the man appeared to have been stopped and questioned by others…but the voices were so low, I could hardly hear a word…I did hear ‘but don’t you see the child is frightened’…and also that the man eventually admitted that he was off to a ‘pagan rite’ which was located ‘on the heath‘ but he wouldn‘t say more…he was then dissuaded from that one, presumably…

So is this all happening again…did it happen circa 2003 and the cycle is now repeating itself within this FBI program?

OTHER NOTES:

I then had a weird dream that I was talking with my brother HUMPHREY…asking him what had happened to MARTIN GILL…something that I haven’t done in real life…because I ‘know’ that would be a bad move at this stage in ‘whatever I’ve got to do’…

Anyway, my brother told me that he was now boss of a radio station - a big one - called ‘something BOEING FM’…a really large company…I cannot remember the first word of the title…I forgot it almost as soon as I had heard it…but then another word came back to me later on and I have a feeling that it isn’t right but related: LANDSMAN

In the dream, I asked my brother for an email address for GILL…and he turned into MARK R…who then told me that he didn’t know…but that GILL was contactable through the ‘music teacher’…and that would presumably be TODDY, I suppose…no idea.

So what on earth is BOEING FM…I associate BOEING with planes…commercial craft…so more of a airport control tower of sorts…or perhaps a RADIO conglomerate that spans ‘just about everything’…the company appeared to be massive…

Perhaps GREEN TOWER is now a ‘different company’ with a different name…I simply saw a massive building in NY…the interior of one and that of GILL’s office…

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