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blackberry stone
doctor who,journal of impossible things,cybermen


PAGE EIGHT

They walked
They moved forward
They charged
They marched in rows going to war. No expressions on their faces.
If they had once felt like men, and would decide whether or not they were going to be slaughtered, that was over now. The machine had recruited them and changed them.
------------------------->
Moving to war
---------------------------------->
The men of metal are they going to war. I think they are going to war. The tin people. Silver people.
There eyes where black no expression on there faces, and a handle like feature on their heads.

They march and march and march. They are metal men, men of metal. No expressions on their faces. Their faces are expressionless The men of metal the metal men. The machine had recruited them and had changed them.






PAGE NINE

[Annotations to a picture]
Helmets of marching men
Metal men metal
Metal men
Metal men
Metal men
March
March
March
Metal men metal men

Evil, mad

Marching metal

Helmets men with
bare(?) metal

Metal men

Marching men

[circled]
NO EXPRESSION

Men in metal
Maybe in metal suits

They had a handle on their head that almost looked like an handle

Marching in rows going to war
They have no expressions on there faces

They all look the same

Metal.


 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,TARDIS

PAGE TEN

Its my home in my dreams, I know it so well, as one often knows something well in ones dreams without knowing it at all. It is always there, somewhere. I do know if I own it, quite. I feel I have inherited it because all other claimants have ceased(?). Or perhaps that I have gained it through more dubious means. There is something dubious about it. On the outside it is all upstanding and sombre, something to do with the law, with the police. But when I am inside it I do not think of myself as representing its authorities I feel almost as if I am a fugitive.

Although it is a house of wonders, often when I try and wander. It does not work, or works in a way which suggests my dream is having a game with me. It is my life all in all, to be granted a magical box and find it dose not do tricks its supposed to. It feels like being told that one once had a part of a body that one no longer has, or an ability that has been lost. It should function it dose not do the tricks its suppose to Perhaps it needs the care & attention of other people to do so. And yet the lack of function is charming





PAGE ELEVEN

Its my magic box. Nothing can harm me here. Unless I get lost inside it.
And there is something to do with the law, with the police, although when I am inside it I do not think of myself as representing the authorities, I feel almost as a fugitive
It looks like a tall box with a roof it has windows it is bigger inside than outside.

 

Old

Its my home I know it well, but it is huge, bigger on the inside than the outside.

Box of magic
Magic box

Maius Intra Qua Extra!
[probably meant to be ‘bigger on the inside than the outside’ in Latin, but it doesn’t really translate well]


Magic box
Magic box
Magic box
Magic box

Its my magic box
 
 
blackberry stone
doctor who,journal of impossible things,TARDIS


PAGE TWELVE
Bigger inside than outside
Bigger inside than outside

Wires hang everywhere from the ceiling
I am in a safe place, I know this place.

I know this place
I know this place

Wires hang everywhere
There is a bright light in the centre

I think it’s the centre

[circled]
Safe Place
Its my safe place
I can get lost inside it

[Description/title of picture]:
Inside my magic box

I think this powers the house
My magic box I think I control it using this
It is bigger on the inside than the outside I think it has something to do with the law the police

Magic box
Magic box
Magic box
Magic box
My magic box is bigger inside than outside
Its bigger inside than outside





PAGE THIRTEEN
Almost exactly the same text as on page ten, except a few things crossed out, some different spelling mistakes, and a small variation at the end.

Its home in my dreams, I know it so well, as one often knows something well in ones dreams without knowing it at all. It is always there, somewhere. I do not know if I own it, quite. I feel like I have inherited it because all other claimants have ceased(?). Or perhaps that I have gained it through more dubious means. There is something dubious about it. On the outside it is all upstanding and sombre, something to do with the law, with the police. But when I am inside it I do not think of myself as representing its authorities I feel almost as if I am a fugative.

Although it is a house of wonders, often when I try and wander. It dose not work, or works in a way which my dream suggests my dream is having a game with me. It is my life all in all, to be granted a magical box and find it dose not do tricks its supposed to. It feels like being told that one once had a part of a body that one no longer has, or an ability that has been lost. It should function. it dose not. Perhaps it needs the care and attention of other people to do so. And yet the lack of function is as



 
 
blackberry stone
doctor who,journal of impossible things,krillitane 

PAGE FOURTEEN

charming as the desire of certain folks to sing, even though they are unabel unable to.

This build is like an old dog, perhaps it is too late to teach it new tricks. Now when I walk inside I am always surprised it is like a small dark door that leads into a great cathedral, hidden under ground. The magic door is the entrance(?) behind which one can find legends of other world the other world that lies inside our own!

It is huge bigger on the inside than the outside. Maius intra Qua Extra! It should echo, but it is too comftable for that. It is like a recall the same room when I was a child, when it was smaller. I can look down through the floor somehow, even by being at home I am on the peak of a mountain. And yet it is also like being inside a mother's embrace. A hardy old girl. A heart of gold. A power as great as a mother's love.

Nothing can harm me there unless I get lost inside.
My friends are all aboard. That is the very defination of being a friend of mine, that on(?!?) has lived here after with me.


I must be a gentleman of the road in my dreams. A dealer in bric a brac & old clothes. Because I have a gypsy caravan I have seen myself stepping out of my home in so many dreams places(?). It is the best thing about my dreams. Its (the?) the only reality I can fall back on apart from



PAGE FIFTEEN

of corse course reality of the waking world in miths(???) In truth when I am awake I miss it.

The faces are unclear althoughthey are(?) like bat creatures with big wings.

Red eyes.

Bats or bats

[circled]
BATS?

Bat wings

_____ sharp teath
living creatures that was on the ceiling

a thing(?) at the door
_____s me and time ends

_____one could(?) not die in
_____nt then I am back
_____always back
_____I am still there

Bats on the ceiling bats everywhere gorgons with big wings visious eyes, red eye
eyes of red.


 
 
blackberry stone
doctor who,journal of impossible things


PAGE SIXTEEN

I am different
I am lots of people
I am lots of different people

I have been different, it is not like remembering ones youth, it is like dreaming yourself as a prince or a clown.

Not oneself playing those parts, but actually being that other person. I have inhabited the clothes of scholars and jesters and...I may have played cricket for England!
That is one of the most important dreams not trivial I am sure of it.

[repeated]
Changes
Different faces
I keep changing

I can see myself clearly in so many different faces different faces lots of different faces





PAGE SEVENTEEN

[arrows draw between each of his regenerations, as if he were trying to work out the order in which he was each person.]

[repeated]

I change

I have had so many different faces

I am lots of different people

Different faces

I have been different

So many different faces

Changing faces

I have changed so many

Faces I have changed

Faces I have changed so many times

I change but I don’t know how or

I keep changing

I am different.

[picture’s annotation/title:]

All my different faces

 
 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,rose

PAGE NINETEEN

I find myself wanting to draw a per fect Rose, over and over although I cannot find a Rose anywhere!

[picture’s annotation/title]
Roses
Perfect Rose

The perfect Rose
It’s a perfect rose.
Perfect Rose
Rose perfect Rose

Perfect Rose
Perfect Rose
Perfect Rose
Perfect Rose

In my dreams I keep asking a girl where to find one, and she is dressed in the most extraordinarily immodest way.
She will not answer me, and she keeps walking away.

I keep dreaming of a girl.

Girl in my dreams



PAGE TWENTY


I remember this girl I have drawn her although I know her well in my dream
I know her well I know.
I know her

She is my s_____

Girl

In my dream she keeps walking away
I see her in my dreams

In my dream I keep asking a girl where to find one and she is dressed in the most immodest way
She will not answer me, & and she keeps walking away.

In my dreams I keep asking a girl where to find one and she is dressed in the most immodest and extraordinary way

She will not answer me, and she keeps walking away.



 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,pocketwatch 


PAGE TWENTY


I am a father in my dreams, I am certain, and a grandfather. A great sadness at these thoughts.
As if they had not just died, all my progeny, but had departed in a way somehow more final than death.

I am the last, for some reason
I am terribly afraid that my watch is broken.

family?
Do I don’t know if I have.
Shadows in the dark
[circled]
Who?
I can’t remember them
family?

I cant remember.

I cant remember what they look like I just see shadows and shapes




PAGE TWENTY-ONE

[picture’s annotations/titles]
pocket watch chain hanging from it is my pocket watch
clock
symbols on the pocket watch
clock pocket pocket my clock
Its apparent that it has a strange pen

Pocket my pocket watch

Pocket watch

Pocket watch
It is significant
Pocket watch is significant
Significant watch

There is were markings on the pocket watch & symbols on

Symbols on the pocket watch
Symbols on it mean something
A magical clock
My pocket watch

Magical clock
A special watch

All these symbols mean something they mean something to me

 
 
blackberry stone
doctor who,journal of impossible things 

PAGE TWENTY-TWO

Stones in the sky, rocks glowing red and I am fond of every peice as it goes past as if somehow this were the very earth and soil that I love.

I am watching it and this is some huge death, as one might watch a fleet sail by, from a balcony.

Bright?

Bright sun

Sun bright?

Sun was bright. Sun was ball of fire
Bright sun

Watching the earth I was watching the earth. This is a huge death a huge death.
Earth watching the Earth

Watching the Earth

Glowing red rocks
Red rocks glowing
Rocks in the sky
Rocks in the sky



PAGE TWENTY-THREE

It was like a blue (doll?) that sat on a throne

Blue monster that sat on a throne
throne

_______ was full of monsters in this dream
More than usual
Different ones

Blue monster with a big head
He sat on his throne

I watched it from above
Above the world I watched it from above the earth

We _____ almost bird like creature that had a head that was in the shape of a birds skull although it was a brain is head is the shape of a birds [face?] although it looked like a brain.

(With?) weird (futuristic?) collar (for/fur?) (crowd?)


 
 
blackberry stone
doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE TWENTY-FOUR

stones in the sky, rocks glowing red.
They are in clothes like our clothes, no strange clothes, and the glass brakes and they are amongst ourselfs in those clothes too, only they are falling now, falling in waves cut down with gunfire.
They brake the glass then they are amongst us.
Glass brakes and they are amongst us.

Plastic men brake the glass they are amongst us

Brake through the glass they

They brake through the glass

They have no expression on their faces their brash
branke
Brake the glass and then they are amongst us

Men like us but strange and plastic, no expressions on there faces




PAGE TWENTY-FIVE

They are in clothes like our clothes, no, strange clothes, and the glass brakes, and then they are amongst ourselfs in those clothes too, only they are falling now, falling in waves, cut down with gunfire.

The look on their faces is all the same

I think there faces were plastic

They had eyes that were simply(?) no expression

Empty eye
Empty eyes
Empty eyes
Empty eyes

They are in clothes like our no strange clothes

Clothes the same but different

Expressionless plastic men brake through glass

[circled]
Plastic men

Men their expressionless (faces?) men

Similar clothes to us

Braking through the glass braking through the glass braking through


 
 
blackberry stone
doctor who,journal of impossible things


PAGE TWENTY-SIX

footprints
A single footprint in the snow
This is the recent past and for some reason in Wales, and there is a lady more properly dressed and she is smiling & smiling, but there is always the dead in the air around us

A single footprint in the snow
This is the recent past for some reason in Wales, and there is a lady more properly dressed and she is smiling and smiling, smiling lady its old(?) lady who is properly dressed

I cannot draw what I can see Old people young people

recent past people

dead are alive

People from the recent past the dead are alive



PAGE TWENTY-SEVEN

Dead people are alive again
The dead people are alive
The dead people are alive again

White light
Old woman who is properly dressed

Dead people its faces of the dead the dead faces are alive

Dead people I am trying the the dead people
An old lady who _____ white
Faces in the dark
She is an old lady

People that are dead
Dead people watching me
The women who is dead, the old woman is the light

Dead people f________


 
 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,slitheen 


PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT

The cracked face of a clock tower, a prophecy about London.
I can but I hope this is the distant future.

Something has burst into the water
Is it a shell?

Monsters that were disguised

Faces come off, human faces

[picture’s annotations:]
Long necks, really long tall

Big black eyes staring

Monsters


People turning into monsters? Or monsters that are people, people that are monsters.

I think they live amongst us, in earth we dont know who they really are

[written in a box]
Electrical power some kind of charge electrified me



PAGE TWENTY-NINE

clockface
Big Ben?

Towers

There is some sort of connection its unclear

Symbols on a screen I think the screen is blue

Broken or it brakes from impact

some kind of flying ship that is in the water

Crash landing?

Did the monsters come from this object?

falling from the sky

[circled]
BIG

 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,jagrafess,satellite five 

PAGE THIRTY

A gargoyle or a celing decoration and it is speaking to me. It has to live up high, and it has been here for so long.
It says it is the controll of everyone.

A gargoyle or celing decorative
A gargoyle or a celing decoration and its speaking to me. It has to live up high, and it has been here for so long.
It says it is the controll of everyone.

Its speaks to me

Sharp teeth
Almost a mouth
I think it is a mouth
It speaks to me
Celing monster

It has to live up high
It is a gargoyle or celing decoration it controlls everyone and everything it speaks to me



PAGE THIRTY-ONE

It almost looks like a mouth. I think it is a mouth with teeth

It speaks to me

I think it was in the celing

Giant mouth sharp teeth

--------------->
It was big

Big in the celing
There was some kind of object with circles around it, it was in the sky, not that I could see it
Something in its sky

It was above our world

There was a man who had white hair I had to stop him I think that’s what I had to do.

It was in the celing


 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE THIRTY-TWO

People that was sick, with veins/sickness that showed on their skin.

There was a man with a pattern on his face I cannot remember what he looks like or his name.

This was vague in the dream a vague image I don’t know what it is it has skine and cabel all over it

Cats cats cats cat cats cats cat cats cats cat
---------------->

Cat people, people that are cats they live & move and breathe like us are they are nurse cats

Man with patterns on his body

Pattern on faces on a man

Cat people cat?



PAGE THIRTY-THREE

The world is turned upside down

The cats are keeping the people

They are matrons, white figures wondering through the murk

Big white hats

Nurses
Nurses
Nurses
Nurses

Hospital wards
Nurses were different

They are not human like us they are animals CATS

Cat people cat nurses

Cats controlled everything

I cant remember what they looked like although they looked normal but like cats

CAT


 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE THIRTY-FOUR

A beast, who was also a man in a cage.
But why do I think a bad wolf would be good?

Man in a cage?

He is trying to get to the heart of the empire, and the heart of the Empire is some how against us, wants to send us to our deaths.

Wolf of some sort but its bigger than a wolf, its stronger than what a wolf would be

Its fast big claws and hands its an animal

Claw

[circled]
wolf
wolf

Claw


PAGE THIRTY-FIVE

It’s a beast a big wolf like creature it has red eyes and sharp teeth it wants to get to the Empire, this will harm you(?)

Something wants to get me I
Of(?) is a ware wolf I think

Hairy

[circled]
There was a big telescope, watching the sky

wolfs


wolf

Big telescope

Monks I saw monks in robes

Monks with black eyes deep black eyes

Monks

[circled]
Black eyes

Red eyes


I think there was the Queen I am unsure of this If she was there or not

Continue ---------->




 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE THIRTY-SIX

Warewolf

It’s a wolf althout its features are un clear I cant make him out I can see that he is a wolf although he is diffrent looking I cant quite see it right apart from the claws on his hands
Claws
I think he walks on his hind leggs? At me not to hurt me.

Wolf a beast a wolf a big powerful beast.

[picture’s annotations/titles]
What I can remember of what the wolf looks like

wolf

In the dark

[circled]
muscles




PAGE THIRTY-SEVEN

I know that I owned a dog, but I kept giving them. Or losing them.
So I decided to protect it by making a kennal on wheels that covered it

[picture’s annotations/titles]
Metal dog

Metal dog


Its my dog although its protected
Its protected because I kept losing what(?) its de

Companion

Dog of metal on wheels

I think I owned it, I made it metal to protect it

[circled]
I know I owned a dog

Its my companion

Metal dog


 
 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things


PAGE THIRTY-EIGHT

Beautiful monsters
Clockwork! They have clocks for faces.
And I’ve left something behind, I’ve left something behind again and I can never get her back.
Ive set something on fire, and its away up the chimney and I’ll never see it again.

Broken glass
Clockwork
Clockwork
Cog
Cogs
Clockwork
Broken clocks
Beautiful clocks with broken glass

Broken glass

Broken clock
Clock work


PAGE THIRTY-NINE

Masks?
Covered faces.

Elegant

Permanent smile

Patterned faces
White faces

Beautiful faces always smile

Decorative eyes

There faces are masks ar painted a shining white

Always smiling, always grinning
Empty eyes. Black eyes

There is some connection to the beautiful monster and the clock or clockwork.


 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE FORTY

Symbols? What dose it mean?

Theres a symbol in it I should know it but I cant remember it

It has something to do with home?

It has a figure like the number eight, although it is not the figure eight
What dose this symbol mean

It is something like this although its more complicated.

It has something to do with home my home but not my magic box

It means something to me this symbol means something to me I cannot remember it.



PAGE FORTY-ONE

The skies are a burnt orange and the leaves on the trees are silver.
I know a man who lives on a hillside there. And the city has towers! And I dance in my robes, and my collar I can never get it right. I am so ill suited for it and yet they tell me I am in charge! Ha ha ha!
The skies are a burnt orange and the leaves on the trees are silver.
I know a man these that lives on a hillside there. And the city has towers such towers and I dance in my robes. And my collar I can never get it right. I am so ill suited for it and yet they tell me I am in charge ha ha ha!



 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,captain jack 


PAGE FORTY-TWO

In my magic box

Im travelling with a Captin in the military, only he isn’t what he seems, and so I leave him behind after a battle, and he is stranded in no mans land, so alone and so far away from home.

I left me behind after a battle. I left him in no mans land of no mans land I left him behind.
hes so alone all alone.

I am alone he is alone, he is a captin that I know whom isn’t what he seem

A captin whom I travel with although he is not what he seems.





PAGE FORTY-THREE

A captin…

A captin I travelled with he had a captins uniform a long coat he is someone who has come from a long way away he has a laf____ty
his face is unclear

he has a captin coat a long coat

his face is un clear
his face is unclear
his face is unclear
he has a long coat
a Captins coat

He is a captin although his face is unclear.

Captin who I travell with


 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE FORTY-FOUR

They travel around forever, in circles, in their horseless carriages, and hes a cat too, there are cats and dogs everywhere in these dreams
nine lives I suppose.
And deep below there are monsters, there are always monsters wherever I go.

Cars? in traffic jams
Cars? in traffic jams.
Cars? in traffic jams

[circled]
Cats


and
dogs

(Big tunnel)

Box metal of cats
With lights all piled up like in a jam

Box cars

Deep in the ground there are monsters

[circled]
Chariots

Boxx all the same



PAGE FORTY-FIVE

They travel around forever, in circles, in their horseless carriages, and hes a cat too, there are cats and dogs everywhere in these dreams
nine lives I suppose.
And deep below there are monsters, there are always monsters wherever I go.

There is always monsters in my dreams

The monsters wherever I go

Weird metal objects like cab(?) although they moved

Stuck

They travelled around forever in circles in their horses and charriots and hes a cat too theres cats and dogs everywhere in these dreams.
nine lifes I suppose.
And deep below there monsters, there are always monsters wherever I go.



 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,martha 



PAGE FORTY-SIX

She wants someone close to me someone I think I know in the waking world. And shes a Doctor. She wants to heal me. Why is being a Dr so important? To her and to me. I wish she could turn around so I could see who she really is

She wants someone close to me someone I think I know in the waking world And shes a Doctor She wants to heal me. Why is being a Dr important being a Dr?
To her and to me. I wish she could turn around so I can see

She who wants someone close to me who is this? What who dose she want



PAGE FORTY-SEVEN

I wish she would turn around so I can see who she realy is

Turn around

The girl with the strange spiky hair is trying to take someone away from me.

She dresses strange diferent

Her features are unclear

I don’t know what she looks like

Why is being a dr important to me and to her

[circled]
DR?


Black hair


She wants someone close to me who is this?
 
 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things 



PAGE FORTY-EIGHT



[picture’s annotations/titles]
Surface of the moon

The moon?

Surface of the moon

Hospital on the surface of the moon

Surface of the moon

___________________________UNREADABLE___________________________





PAGE FORTY-NINE

I think it was a hospital although I the future a futuristic hospital.
Im on the moon and its such a small step.
I can see the whole world my home away from home only there is such an ordinary building here but knights knights searching through every corridor they are not on horse back, they are like armoured horses themselfs

Im on the moon and its such a small step. I can see the whole world! Beautiful! My home away from home! Only there is such an ordinary building there But knights! Searching through every corridor! They are not on horse back, they are like armoured horses themselfs.



 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,slitheen,joan redfern 


PAGE FIFTY

they are like small

They are like babies, long-necked, and stumbling(?) through the world infants from eggs. and a pig is running past me, and he has armour too. And thers so much pain and planning, and its always for money.

Shiney

Shiney Black eyes

I think they had belts around their necks
They have black

I know those eyes I know those eyes well



PAGE FIFTY-ONE

[picture of Joan Redfern]


 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,slitheen 


PAGE FIFTY-TWO

[blank, apart from the ink that has seeped through from the picture of Joan]




PAGE FIFTY-THREE

They have long necks and wrinkley skin, big black shiny eyes, they almost look like a baby. Black shiney eyes muscley green small bodies monsters(?) with small eyes
small nose
small long necks
mouths

Long necks
Small faces
They had three fingers and fierce(?) claws
They were muscely

They have muscely(??) necks

Shiney black eyes
Small faces

[circled]
They are tall with long bodies and long necks


There is more than one

 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,daleks,journal of impossible things 


PAGE FIFTY-FOUR

The mad one-eyed God
Emperor on his throne, as big as the room he has ordered my death but I wont fight his servants I am a coward and this time that’s good

There is a big light through the eye blue a blue light

Its so big it’s a monster a metal monsters with giant circles all around it

Gold a Gold God




PAGE FIFTY-FIVE



An Emporer?

Gold

There is a strange glass cilinder with a living element inside

It’s the king it has

[picture’s annotations/titles]
It’s his eye the only eye

Metal circles


Metal circles
Gold metal
Metal machine
Metal
Gold
Mechanical
Its King

They are smaller ones but he is the king


 
 
blackberry stone
doctor who,journal of impossible things,rose 


PAGE FIFTY-SIX

he wrote a letter

She.

She wrote a letter on rose petals, scattered through time.
They became many letters letters to herself about the future

letters on petals rose petals

Some kind of robot looking figure

She wrote a letter on rose petals’s, scattered through time.
They became many letters letters to herself about the future

She wrote letters on rose petals scattered through time




PAGE FIFTY-SEVEN

Its some kind of metal lady asking questions
Its like a future board game although we are the pieces of its game

Lots of people

We are all against each other

Black

GAME

Feminine robots? Women as robots wearing skirts

maids

sewing?
sewing?
sewing

It was a game!

GAME PLAYING
Cables and leads

Man with wires cables he controlled it

The Game.

It needed wires and people?


 
 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things,bad wolf,the doctor's a vampire 


PAGE FIFTY-EIGHT

A world of mirrors, and everyone can see themselves, and you can see dead people in these mirrors too. Everyone except me. I cannot see myself at all.
Im afraid that everything that happened before will happen again here. It is like there is a cancer that springs(?) up in whatever I touch

The _____ world will _____ grow.

[circled]
Wall of mirrors
Walls of mirrors

I cannot draw it the wall of mirrors it is _ or to vague to dead
You can see dead people

WORLD OF MIRRORS
HALL



PAGE FIFTY-NINE

A woman with the universe poured into her and she becomes a lady! Such grace!
She judges the living and the dead
Everything changes as she passes
I know her face

She is so graceful
So powerful

She judges everything and everyone that she meets
She judges all that come in her path all and more
She has gold eyes the universe is inside her

She had the universe poured into her
She had the universe poured into her

[circled]
Gold eyes

powerful


 
 
blackberry stone

doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE SIXTY

And there was this enormous stone in the sky, over shining new London! I swear, I saw Father Christmas This was he castel. He came in scarlet robes, and everyone was hopeful, but then nobody could understand him.

I woke like a child on Christmas morning, and found a fish in my stocking

Santa although he was tin
Santa?
I think they had instuments
Tin santas, Tin santas tin santas tin santas tin

Santas

Santas that had instruments



PAGE SIXTY-ONE

He had a face like a skull

No one understands him

He had a skull like head

He was the leader

Symbol?

It was like Christmas

[circled]
Red cape


Weapons

He had bones
He had a red cape
He had bones and beads all over him.

[circled]
I saw Santa


He had a staff that had a lot of strange objects them strange.

He had other ones, they had orange heads

Red eyes
eyes of red
Red eyes
eyes of red
Eyes of red


 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE SIXTY-TWO

This London is like a fairground. There is an enormous big wheel it lights up. and this is where everyone is in the fairground London comes to negotiate and bargain

Big wheels

A big wheel in London

London is like a fairground

[circled]
Eye?


There is a big wheel that lights up the wheel that lights up

London although it is like a fairground




PAGE SIXTY-THREE


It lights up at night

Someone close to me is inside I know who is inside in my dream

Fairground London

It has small yellow light in the dark sky, small lights lit up in the sky

Someone I know is inside

Fairground London
Fairground London
Fairground London

This London is like a fairground. There is an enormous big wheel it lights up. and this is where everyone is in the the fairground and where London comes to negotiate and bargain



 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE SIXTY-FOUR

There is suddenly the same faces in face in every house in the country.
Kept in a box, and warmed up. And everyone has the to have the same face or none at all.

Different screens with the same face.

Everyon has the same face.

Every face is the same.

There was a face in a box



PAGE SIXTY-FIVE

Faces all the same faces trapped faces

A girls face in a screen I know this face I have seen it in my dreams before.

Face’s in the screen

Face in a box

A face in a screen

Screen full of faces

Face in a box there was a face in a box

I know the face in the box


 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things,ood 


PAGE SIXTY-SIX

I have seen the opposite of a star. A darkness rather than a light on the world
void.
There is a world that lives here, terribly close to disaster. It feels most like a vision, a prophecy. Like something out of astrology, that the placing of these starts is stars is important.

Starrs

Rocks black rocks
Firy ball (or/on) a black ball astrology





PAGE SIXTY-SEVEN

There was many of them

They looked like they had worm over there faces

Weird things with what look like worms coming out of their faces

Small men with worm like faces

Dark rocks and bumpy ground it has a bright light although I do not know where it is

Dark rocks

Dark everything so dark it is all dark



 
 
 
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PAGE SIXTY-EIGHT

And further into the nightmare, there was a pit. And there was a voice from the pit.
And it wrote itself onto mens faces. It sought an escape into the world of men.
It was a beast, I am sure. The thing inside is all that we must not let out.
A broken clock or a broken mirror will let it out

Chains I keep thinking of something that was chaind



PAGE SIXTY-NINE

Firey pit of the beast that lived in the pit

The beast it’s the beast

Beast in chains he was chained

Horns he lived in a pit

[circled]
Red and fire


Devil?

There was a man.

Red eyes he had red eyes

The man that had letters no symbols on his face

The man with symbols on his face he had symbols on his face

Flaming pit a pit of flames


 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things,ten 


PAGE SEVENTY

I am a teacher who dreams he is a Lord. There is nothing sillier than that. The eccentric oldest son who was meant to inherit. But no longer has any claim on his past.

I am a teacher who dreams he is a lord. There is nothing sillier than that. The eccentric oldest son who was meant to inherit. But no longer has any claim on his past. No claim on his past.

I am a lord of time os of of something to do with different places a lord of different years




PAGE SEVENTY-ONE

I think I protect things I am a lord

I have a robe and different clothes

I am a lord in my dreams
I am a lord in my dreams
A teacher who thinks he is a lord

A lord = a teacher
A teacher = a lord


 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE SEVENTY-TWO

I remember the geography of Nottingham so well.
What every street meant to me……
I must have loved them to know them so well.
In my dream tonight, I was looking down upon them, as if looking in an atlas and I felt oddly distant from it all.
That is the strangest thing of all.


-----------------------
>
Nottingham?




PAGE SEVENTY-THREE


Nottingham
Map at a certain memory of Nottingham

Yellow(?)

----------------------------
>
 
 
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PAGE SEVENTY-FOUR

He has a chained light in the darkness. And it hates me. And the most terrible thing of all is I hate it. I had thought I was alone with what I most hate.

Claimed(?) its light from the darkness
Metal machine has walked and claimed the light

He is carry(??) the light

It has a surig(??) see out of

Gun

I hate him and he hates me

One eye
Metal monitor

I hate him he hates me




PAGE SEVENTY-FIVE

Everyone is staring the great city has built a beacon, a sign of hope.
But this beacon is a light that leads men made of bronze here.
Only one of them has a message of hope, is the messiah of his race.
But history and destiny pull him down. As ever.

A tower

I want to write the word HOOVERVILLE?

Hooverville

Hooverville
Hooverville
Hooverville

It’s a tall building
____twork its in

It’s a tall tower in new york

It is a big building hall (?) powerful is with there (??)




 
 
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doctor who,journal of impossible things 


PAGE SEVENTY-SIX

from dreams I have new lisk lists of what is true. I stared at the thought of the witches onstage, scared by an old book about theatre.
More things, I would say, than even heaven or Earth

[circled]
Theatre
Book
Old
New time
Old book(?)


A new time

Theatre
theatre
theatre
Theatre

The theatre

I watch witches on stage witches on stage

from my dreams I have new lists of wich why is true





PAGE SEVENTY-SEVEN

from my dreams I have new lists of what is true.
I stared at the thought of the witches onstage.

Witches on stage I watched the witches on stage --- watched --- witches

Globe

Man of great literature an important man
He has something to do with the theatre


He is a master of time he is a great playwri

Theatre

from dreams I have new lists of what is true. I stared at the thought of the witches onstage, scared by an old book about theatre.
More things, I would say, than even heaven or Earth.

Theatre
Theatre
 
 
 
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20 August 2009 @ 05:44 pm

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i've transcribed john smith's journal from doctor who episodes human nature and the family of blood. please comment - i guarantee i'll reply, and discussion is welcome! if you think i've got something wrong, tell me and i'll amend it.
the mistakes are not mine. i tried to copy it word-for-word, including john smith's awful spelling and grammar.
any questions? pm me.

as far as i know, this is the most complete transcript of the journal you'll find.

all scans from the wonderful robinalaska. thankyou bb!



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