Tomas's DJ - "Exploration of the inner Self"

*I am at a station; it looks like Liverpool street station. There is a girl (probably Reshika) running in front of me trying to catch a train. I am supposed to go with her. But as she runs through the tourniquet and I follow her, it doesn’t let me through. So I want to run around, but the attendant shows me that I cannot go around. So I show her my oyster pass, but she says no. I distract her attention and get through, but I cannot get in to the train. I knock on the window on her that I cannot go. She looks upset. Later I decide that I will go after her on my bike and start preparing all necessary things. Though, I feel that I haven’t cycled for a while. We exchange few texts as I am preparing my stuff, and I can see that she is very upset about the fact that I didn’t go with her.
**A reappearing sign in this dream were two chameleons. Every time as I am coming back home I can see two chameleons sitting on a branch. One of them is greenish colour and the other brown. I seem to have a friendly relationship with them. But one of them changes in to a ferret or such, and goes hunting. I could see it running around on my GPS. Then I see one of them on GPS being still for long. It’s in the middle of a motorway. It never returned back. It must have got killed by a car or so. That’s what I feel.
***I sit in our living room in Czech with Martin. There is a little plane. Martin says that he needs to cook and went shopping for vegetable and other stuff. He is probably going to the Turkish shop, he says that he needs onions. He has the paper plane. I think there is Salaba too and he plays with the airplane. But he tries to move the wings and they break. He gets upset and repeats that he has to buy a new one. At this time I am leaving on my bike, going to see R. She messages me that she has been crying for the last two days.
****Then I am at work. There is Laura some other guy and I. The lights are very dim (!!!!!!!!!). So I turn on the lights. Then I realise that there is the inspection coming soon. So I say we have to clean and polish everything. Laura starts saying that it’s all clean. The lights come up. Suddenly some man enters the deli. I don’t like the way he looks and don’t feel any sympathy towards him. He says “look what I have got for you” and shows us large plasma screen. He says that he comes to install it and asks where we want it. He suggests putting it right by the entrance near the fridges. I have a feeling that there used to be a TV. He drills the holes and starts pulling the cables through. But he needs something heavy and takes large chunk of meat from the fridge. So I look at him what he is doing and ask him. He tells me that he needs something heavy. I tell him off that no way this is possible because of health and safety. He starts pulling some green cable trough but needs some help so he asks me. I come to help him and when I start pulling the green cable out he gives me another one to tie them together. I asked him whether to connect them ends the same way or opposite each other.

*(I woke up laughing)... Marek, Martin and I are going to Prague to Botanical gardens. There is also Lukas Vrchovsky. Some woman comes to me and some gay man comes to Marek. Marek is farting all the time, long and loud farts. Then Marek gets txt message from internet banking services (???) that the keys he lost were found. As we go through the botanical gardens, Marek and Martin take shoots of various plants with intention to grow them at home. Marek is still farting out of joy that his keys were found. Then two Marek’s friends come. I think that one of them is Tomas Makara. They go down the stairs (????) and when they come to the room, they say “what the fuck”. (LOL)
** I am in a room now. There is some wooden balcony or walk around there. I have to climb up on it, but when I want to go down but I find some wire there. (???) There are some people under the balcony and they are talking about me. I can hear them saying how smart I am, that I just look in the sky and can see Proxima Centauri (!!!!!!!!!!!!). And how much knowledge I have. I tell them that it’s finding Ministry of Sound in London. (LOOOL I am not sure what logic is in this). Then the balcony seems to fall down soon, so I jump down.
***I am in the basement of some school. There are some other people, guys and girls. I go to the toilet and I notice that some girl is following me. I see some guy at the toilet. As soon as he sees me he puts on yellow rubber glows and takes a mop and starts mopping the floor. I feel he realises that this is his job, cleaning toilets. I also feel that the girl is feeling sorry for him a bit. Then some person shouts that they need more paper.
****I jump in the lift with some other people. But the lift is already pretty full so we are all squashed there that it’s impossible to press the button. So we go all the way to the basement.
*****I can see some old man and a young guy arguing about a car. It’s a very old car. They argue about how much it was. The young wants to know how much it was, but the older doesn’t want to tell him. But the young one is fairly stupid so it wasn’t difficult for the old one to fool him. The young one apologises at the end.

M&M and I are going to a gallery. As we get there, we can see many people painting on the canvass. those are not any concrete paintings, ore of a modern, geometrical shapes. Its a large, complex building. Those people seem to be from the street, random people just being creative. It seems like a class. Then, some lady comes in. She is a professor. She advises these people how to paint it better and how much it can be sold for.
Then I see a girl painting some squares. The professor comes to her and tells her to paint in lines from the right top corner to the opposite one. This will make it look dynamic. She starts to pint in to the girl's painting and totally changes/destroys it. The girl is just watching it, all upset. The girls pulls out some money and gives it to the professor. it is £40 or £55 per hour. The girl was there for about 3 hours. She tells us that she comes very often.