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SOMEWHERE ELSE.

Written By Adi Cox.

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CONTENT.

Introduction.
Chapter One - March, SPRING 2017.
Chapter Two - April, SPRING 2017.
Chapter Three - May, SPRING 2017.
Chapter Four - June, SUMMER 2017.
Chapter Five - July, SUMMER 2017.
Chapter Six - August, SUMMER 2017.
Chapter Seven - September, AUTUMN 2017.
Chapter Eight - October, AUTUMN 2017.
Chapter Nine - November, AUTUMN 2017.
Chapter Ten - December, WINTER 2017.
Chapter Eleven - January, WINTER 2018.
Chapter Twelve - February, WINTER 2018.
Introduction.
Somewhere Else is a collection of dreams and meditations over a one
year period. Each verse is one dream or one meditation that I have
remembered and described in verse to the best of my ability. These
surreal abstractions are often very surprizing and they reveal an
unusual angles in which to see a place that is not here.

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"This novel is, A,A,A. A,B,C. There is not even a word to describe
it!"

A channeled female voice.

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SOMEWHERE ELSE.

Chapter One - March, SPRING 2017.

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(Verse 1) The Room Removement.

(Verse 2) Two Pounds Fifty!
(Verse 3) The Multimeter.
(Verse 4) Into The Physical.
(Verse 5) Even Squared.
(Verse 6) I Sleep Out In My Car.
(Verse 7) Pub Lunch.
(Verse 8) ... Said The Vicar To The Rubbernecker.
(Verse 9) Bobby Of The Jazz Age.
(Verse 10) At The Hotel Strange Reception.
(Verse 11) A Dodgy Set Up.
(Verse 12) At the Prestwick And Yearly Town Annual.
(Verse 13) The Great Master And Baby Maker Opens The Doorway.
(Verse 14) Her Silence.
(Verse 15) In This Room.
(Verse 16) He Warms Up Inside.
(Verse 17) A Lack Of Resources.
(Verse 18) Preperation Is The Key.
(Verse 19) 'I Guess It's Out Of Date Then!'
(Verse 20) Wake Up!
(Verse 21) Getting on.
(Verse 22) Funny Bugger!
(Verse 23) Fun And Games.
(Verse 24) I Try.
(Verse 25) My Guilty Secret.

(Verse 1) The Room Removement.

We have seating arrangements, but the seating arrangements all
change. Someone is laughing because the settee is now up in the air
as I make my mind up where to sit, because my chair is out of there
now. The someone who was laughing has now sat up upon the settee
that is up in the air and I am just standing there undecided about
where to be?

(Verse 2) Two Pounds Fifty!

I am on the computer with Mark Burke. Mark suggests to go out and
see the races. I am thinking about this as I am looking out the
window watching the races. There is a giant wire frame costume man
bouncing over a ramp in a field. I am not sure if there are
motorcycles riding around in that costume, but it is impressive the
way that the giant wire frame costume man is bouncing around.

"Come on, it's only two pounds fifty." Urges Mark in a pursuasive
tone, but I am undecided, although I think that it is a good idea to
get out. I am vaugly aware of another event that is on. I do not
know what this event is and I cannot make my mind up about where to
go.

(Verse 3) The Multimeter.

I am with two other people, a lad and a lass. We are testing this
machine. It has several settings on it. We test out the ampere
setting and the volt setting. There are also three levels; low,
medium and high. I am concerned that if I hold the two electrodes,
one in each hand with the machine on the ampere setting at a high
level, that I will be electricuted. So cautiously no one gets
electricuted and we end up cooking some sausages with this machine.
These sausages are so black and overcooked that they look
carbonated. No one is eating these sausages.

(Verse 4) Into The Physical.

This lad is saying how he danced right down to the tips of his toes
and that he couldn't get backup again. I said, "Done that before." I
thought to myself, 'You're only young. Much younger than me.'
I had been crouching among many people. So many that I forget so
much now, but I remember there was a lass complaining that she'd
been pushed by another girl whilst playing football. I saw her land
on her bum as she fell down onto her arsey being, because that was
when she complained. Her name is Jade Good and to be jaded is not
good!

(Verse 5) Even Squared.

There were arguments, big problems with numbers and mental health
was a big part of this. I heard some shouting outside. We all ran
out of the building. The building was like a petrol station. It was
such a flammable situation. I was thinking that numbers related to
the number four were the safest and so I ran into the forest in
search of these such numbers. At any moment I was ready to change my
route, take another path for safety reasons. The mobs of people were
prevelent, dangerous gangs were a need to avoid.

Rupert Holt had something to do with all of this, but I just could
not work it all out, it was a mystery to me and so I had just made
myself aware of everything around me. I remember Mick Boldham being
there also, but for the life of me, I just could not work it all
out.

(Verse 6) I Sleep Out In My Car.

I am driving my car at night in the rain and my engine konks out and
my lights go out as well, just at the same time. I am concerned that
I will cause an accident because no one will be able to see me stuck
on this road. All this just as the rain pours, it pours down ever
more hard onto my windscreen and all my driving vision is gone. So
I'm free wheeling my car up the curb and off the road before I lose
my momentum. This maneuver is partly on purpose and partly out of
control as I bump along to a rough stop on this wild wet and windy
night of darkness.

It is not until the sunshine morning when I wake up in my car and I

see that I am parked up on a lush green grass lawn. There is a
forest of trees surrounding this lush green field and of course the
long Roman road that runs straight and true through this forest that
I have been driving along. I can hear a blimp of an airship in the
distance and I look up through my windscreen into the clear bright
blue sky to see that the blimp of an airship is coming along quite
fast in the sky, as it gets ever closer to me. I can see that it
says 'Butlins' on the front. I watch the blimp airship intently. It
is becoming so close that I can see right inside it. The blimp
airship takes a dive, it gets ever close to me now. The blimp
airship has become so large and so near that I truely believe that
it will crash in front of me, into the ground, at such a steep dive
it goes below the ground of this grassy knoll that my car and myself
sits on. I am so expecting to see an air disaster, a cloud of black
smoke rising up and I imagine all the shock and the horror and the
headline papers, just before the blimpy airship comes back up above
the horizon in front of me. Miraculously it is safe.

Now I am concerned that I am on private property and that the super

rich Mr Butlin is personally onto me.
(Verse 7) Pub Lunch.
I am sat in a pub having a pub meal eating my chicken dinner on a
table by myself. My sister and my dad are sat on another table
having their dinner. On the radio in the pub comes on the track,
'Give In To Me' by Michael Jackson. I love that song with the guitar
playing by Slash in it. So I am listerning to this song intently,
really getting a feel for it, but I can hear my dad talking to my
sister and the song is cut short on the radio. Before I know it
other songs have played and I don't get the full effect and
enjoyment from this song. There have been interuptions, but the song
is in my head now. I can hear the words singing:

Love is a feeling,
Get it when I want it.
Give in to me,
Give in to me.

(Verse 8) ... Said The Vicar To The Rubbernecker.

There are four of us, me and these three women. Two of the women are
at the bar. Me and the other women tell the two women at the bar,
"We will meet you in the car." As we go off to the car in the
carpark outside. I am concerned that I am rushing and conjoling the
two women at the bar. I am thinking to myself, 'There is no rush
ladies.' But I do not tell them this as we have already walked away
from the two women at the bar.

Previously I had seen the vicar. He was dressed in black with his
white dog collar on. He was with two large monkeys. One of the
monkeys had jumped on the vicar. It must have been almost as big as
the vicar himself. Nosily I was looking, I watched them overtly as I
walked past. I laughed at such a spectacle and so the vicar informed
me, he said to me, "He doesn't want to leave me."

(Verse 9) Bobby Of The Jazz Age.

Me and this other lad would go steeling. Back in the jazz age we
would go steeling songs. Minding the police on the street, on their
beat we would play behind their backs, eager not to get caught. It
was all quite exciting. All this music and sneaking about and
running through streets, but it all came to an end when I woke up.
At least we never got caught, our tunes were disguised so well. It
was just as if we were playing a radio, but then I had to go and
wake up!

(Verse 10) At The Hotel Strange Reception.

It was all a bit suspicious. I had caught the ginger haired lad in
the corridor creeping up on me and chucking a cup of water on me,
but much of it landed on him too. I got him in a headlock and I said
"Come on I'll get you a beer at the bar." My cousin Sue was there
in a wedding dress and she announced to me that it was a surprise
party. I guess I had been set up! My dad was there. I said, "How did
he get here?" I had just seen him a bit earlier somewhere else. This
was all a big surprise to me and as Sue was making her announcements
in her wedding dress. So the spectacle was dawning on me and I was
shocked to the core and then my dad announced, "My dad was draughted
out to Mozambique and this was very rare." In a matter of fact sort
of way, but I really did not get the significance of all this. What
is going on?

(Verse 11) A Dodgy Set Up.

Sponge and his brother Coffin latch onto me and we hang out. There
is another lad too who I have a banter with. There is something a
bit off with these people. I don't usually drink, but I end up
having a rough night out with them. The next day I hang around with
the other lad who I was having a banter with. He is just a young lad
and he seems okay.

I am travelling back home now. I have my luggage. I am in the shops

and I am greeted by the police. There are two policemen and a police
woman. "Can we have a look at your bag sir?" Asks the police woman
and immediately I have alarm bells ringing in my head and so I unzip
my white bag and to my horror I see two glass jars with brass
weights and conkers in them. "I've been set up!" I protest and I had
been. 'They've got to be drugs. I am in so much trouble.' I think to
myself. "I don't take drugs. I don't even drink." I proclaim, and
the police woman sternly tells me that I could be arrested right now
just for the amount of alcohol that she can smell on me!

I am silent for a short interval as the magnitude of this incident

dawns on me. 'I am so stuffed!' This is my disparaging thoughtful
conclusion.

(Verse 12) At the Prestwick And Yearly Town Annual.

I am at this gala representing myself as a business. I end up
improvising, singing my versions of the blues swinging out those
rhythms in the long grass fields to the sway of the wind. I can't
help but feel that there is a bias here somewhere as all the people
at the gala intermingle. I can't help but feel that I am getting a
raw deal. There seems to be some kind of distain for me, but I am
right on! singing those blues, improvising those tunes. Aint nobody
gonna stop me! As I deal out my expressions:

Yo yo yo,
ching ching ching,
get a load of this.
Sing, sing, sing!

Lordy lordy lordy,

hordy hordy hordy,
haddy haddy hahhy.
Ring, ring, ring!

(Verse 13) The Great Master And Baby Maker Opens The Doorway.
At this show I am talking to this man who makes wild claims. "I am a
great master and I will put on a show." He says. Sure enough
something happens. It is like a great vortex that comes down near to
us and a doorway opens up which leads us into a bright world. So the
man gets up off his dull bed where he has been resting for ages and
goes through into the vortex door to deliver his show into the next
world of bright light.

He makes babies. His twenty seventh baby is a humanoid pig baby

highly advanced. Later babies are other new species of advanced
humanoid babies born healthy and alive. I witness them asleep, there
are strange and new breeds. It turns out that he was once Queen
Elizebath the first's dad, but now he is a great master and a
magician putting on this show for all to see and I am astounded!

(Verse 14) Her Silence.

I am helping a lass prepare for her act. First we go up in a lift
and then through a loft hatch in the ceiling of the lift. I struggle
to get up there and I am concerned about how I will be able to get
back down again later. She says, "I love to look across the tops of
the buildings high up on my own." I said, "Yes, that is nice
especially on sunshiny days."

Once we are up there I am surprised to see that we are at ground

level, as we can see outside through massive glass walls, pathways
and greenary and ultra modern buildings glinting in the sunshine. I
help her to prepare for her act. There are plates everywhere. I wash
the plates in a plastic bowl of soapy water as we have a little
banter. I tease her as follows:

"Well I will be going home soon. I think that I will put my feet up
and relax a little and what will you be doing? Oh yes, you will be
working your act : )" I tell her, as I look for a reaction from her.
I look deep into her face, but she is too cool to give a reaction.
There is no reaction. There is just a glint of awareness in her
eyes, a little smile and a silent determination to prepare for her
show. I am attracted to her at this moment, as I am ogling her young
and attractive face. I empathize with her and the effort that she
will need to make her act work. I feel for her, my heart goes out to
her now, in this silent moment of preperation.

(Verse 15) In This Room.

I am in this room. I have been chatting to Karen Brian. I want her
to go out with me. She has left this room and has gone to her own
room. I am hoping that she will return soon so that we can carry on
with the chat, but it has been a while now and I doubt that she is
interested. There is someone else in this room. They are sat in a
comfy chair, but I do not know who they are? This place belongs to
Michael Richards and he has gone out for the night. I decide to jump
into bed in ths room.

There becomes a very bright light that shines into this room through
the window, so I look outside and I see a helicopter landing. This
is no ordinary helicopter because it resembles a Rhinosarus. This is
no ordinary landing because it lands as though the Rhinosarus is
running along in a curve and then to stop. This man gets out of the
Rhinosarus helicopter. I don't know who he is? I don't know what is
going on outside, but it is very busy.

(Verse 16) He Warms Up Inside.

There is a thermometer and I say to this man. "I can't read this
thermometer the fluid has gone to gel, because it's so cold."

"Let's have a look." the man replies and with that, to my surprize,
the thermometer is a bottle of beer and the man is drinking from it!
(Verse 17) A Lack Of Resources.
I am at school and I am filling my plate up for dinner, but there is
not much food here. Mainly mash potatoes and gravy, but even that is
scarce. I go off in search of more mash and gravy in far off places.
I had to put my plate down for a while with the food on and now I
have come back to it, but there is some debate as to whose dinner
this is. I know it's mine because I stuck a fork in the mash to
stand up vertically. There is a line of people in front of my dinner
now and they are determined to obscure me from it. The dinner will
be cold now anyhow. They say that it belongs to someone else and
that the dinner is not for me. I feel that I am at a loss. I am
disappointed. A similar thing to this happened to me yesterday too.

(Verse 18) Preperation Is The Key.

I am filling up the ovens with food for George Lucas. I don't know
how long it takes to cook the food, but I am just filling those
ovens up.

(Verse 19) 'I Guess It's Out Of Date Then!'

I am in the decks of an old fashioned sailing ship with royalty. It
is all dark wood interior apart from a dark one way glass wall
facing the bow of the ship, so that people can watch us, keep an eye
on us without us knowing. Our supplies are low and so we are looking
for what food supplies we have. This man finds a pig on a spit
roast. He slams it on the table so that everyone turns around to
look. The queen looks over and says, "What is the date on it?"

"The fifteenth." The man replies whilst shaking his head in

disappointment, as he leans on the table.

(Verse 20) Wake Up!

I meet with this other lad and we are wandering around town, before
we go to this meeting place. It is more like a flat with a living
room and a settee in it. This flat has a small kitchen area and a
toilet. I have made myself at home here, so much so that I am
surprised when this man appears with his I.D. badge on a string
dandling around his neck. He dumps some equipment off in the middle
of the living room. He doesn't really acknowledge me sat there on
the settee as he is intent on what he is doing. Before I know it the
living room has become cluttered with mechanical equipment. The man
has left and there is just a woman who has arrived in the kitchen
and myself there now. I watch her as she gets a bottle of milk out
of the fridge, makes an indention and takes the silver foil top off.

I need to use the toilet and so I make my way through the clutter of
machinery in search of a toilet. I notice a small room with blue
patterned tiles so old as to be victoria. 'Is that where the toilet
is or is it a kitchen?' I am thinking, 'Yes this is the toilet, but
I am not going to be able to use it. I really need to wake up.' I am
still stood there for a while trying to make my mind up. 'No,
seriously, I need to wake up and go to the toilet!'

(Verse 21) Getting on.

I have been traveling, but now I have arrived at this womans house.
I have never met her before and I walk right in. I say to her,
"Shall we get on with this?" So as I apply she is happy to comply
with my creams and lotions for the vulva area.

(Verse 22) Funny Bugger!

I am at this meeting. Just a normal random everyday meeting. We
adjurn for a break. I am off to get a seat on this old bench with
some of the other meeting guests. We are just deciding where we all
sit on this bench and one chap says to me, "Do you want to sit on
the end or in the middle of the bench? My understanding is that
there is no middle."

"Not if you sit in a circle." is my instant reply and I wonder,

'Just what did he mean?' I look across the room and I see that Brian
May is sat across the room with his feet up and I am thinking to
myself, 'When I get the chance, I want to have a chat with him about
guitars.'

So later on Brian May walks over to me, but it's not Brian May. It's
just someone who looks a lot like him and he says to me in a broad
Yorkshire accent, "A think tha plays guitar dunt tha?"

"Yes." I reply, as I look at his Brian Mayish face and I think.

'He's not quite a Brian May.' I am also aware that this is a bit of
a show now and that there are hundreds of people listerning and
watching me. It's like a talk show with Brian Mayish.

"Would tha be willin ta play a little?" Brian asks me searchingly.

"Yeah, yeah." Is my immediate response. I have a quick think and I

really would like to play guitar because I feel that I am ready for
this. "Yes I would like to play." I confirm to Brian again.

I am quizzed by Brian. "Are ya shoower that ya only want to play a

little?" And this microphone is held to my mouth.

"Errr, 'O' I don't know?" I'm thinking, 'what have I said?' As the
audience laugh at my pondering. I feel a bit silly for a split
second and then I laugh with the audience at my hesitation. 'I think
that he was trying to be funny.' I conclude to myself.

(Verse 23) Fun And Games.

I had said to Sponge and the rest of them that I was going upstairs
to walk around the toy shop. "Yes, yes, that's fine." They said, but
I thought, 'should I be doing this?' I know that there was a big
hoo-ha about little Katie wandering around this toy shop on her own
with a full packet of chocolate digestive biscuits to herself!

So I am upstairs in this toy shop and I am watching people from this

balcony at the top of the stairs. I am looking down on people and I
am totally free as I wander this toy shop.

(Verse 24) I Try.

Football is on TV. I find that watching football is all about how
well we can copy the football into our own minds. So I try to copy
the football well into my mind, but to try is to be unable to. You
either do it or you don't.

(Verse 25) My Guilty Secret.

We are under gunfire. There are three of us and two cars which are,
more or less parked back to back on the freeway. The boot doors are
open up above our heads for some protection. I do not have a gun but
they do. They are Iraqi men in uniform. They have dark skins and
they are smartly dressed in their light uniforms. We are rocked by
big explosions as we get our heads down. I am pointing out the
helicopters above us which fly between the high buildings. I also
notice a sniper and I point him out to one of the men with a gun. To
my surprise they both shoot each other! I didn't think that that was
possible. I keep my eye on the sniper after the shooting to make
sure that he is dead. It is after this that I notice that the man
who shot him is also dead!

Now I am back in town with the people. The busy shops and the food
bars, but I feel guilty. I am cautious as to what I say to people
now. I have left a dead man lying on the freeway. This is the man
that has helped me to survive and this is my guilty secret, but what
was I to do?