ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...

ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...



Massage praktijk ShanT, Den Haag

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Each picture links to a story on ShanT's web...

Fantasy Fair Archeon 2006

Cartoons by Jet de Wilde

Poppen dokter - Doll doctor Shop in Amsterdam

The Hague - an empty city

Decor building   Decor bouw

ShanT and Mary...

Art photography  -  Fotografie

Frigge Timmerwerken Den Haag. - kinderkamer

Tarot by Sona.     Tarot kaarten van Sona.

Hand made cotton paper factory India  -  Hand geschept katoen papier India.

Statues The Hague  -  Beeldentuin Lange Voorhout Den Haag

Ardennen kanoeing  -  Ardennen kano varen

OSHO Ashram


Tibettan Pulsing Healing

Frequencies of Brilliance Shamanic Training

Diving in Egypt  -  Duiken in Egypte

Art Photography  -  Fotografie

ShanT in Nepal

My Altar - How to make an altar  -  Hoe maak je een altaar?

Schilderijen  -  Zonder stroom


Eye of GOD  -  and his face!!!

Inner Warrior Club and Marcus van Soest  -  Inner Warrior en Marcus van Soest


Flower Clown, Ronnie Flower

Tischa in Egypt

Tischa and friends


ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie

ShanT as a child  -  ShanT als kind

ShanT in India

Photography  -  fotografie

ShanT's Swans  -  zwanen

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  My Dreams

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Inventions and projects by ShanT Inventions by ShanT Frigge Timmerwerken Den Haag. - kinderkamer Voordeur opdek sloten den haag, 2e hands.. Photo's from Paris by ShanT Hand made paper factory in Poona, India La Caldera, edel stenen winkel in de Keizerstraat, Den Haag. Ook sessies en onderzoek...
Artikel over gesloten 'Goedman' in de Molenstraat, Den Haag Liza's 2e hands kleding winkel in de Piet Hein straat in Den Haag Thanka school in Nepal Paspoppen NO! to contemporary art, Vervier Tarot by Sona.     Tarot kaarten van Sona. Cartoons by Jet de Wilde
Inner Warrior Club and Marcus van Soest  -  Inner Warrior en Marcus van Soest Article about decor company Vorm $ Decor, Rotterdam, Netherlands My Altar - How to make an altar  -  Hoe maak je een altaar? Inner Warrior project Den Haag, with artists like Marcus van Soest en Enricho Scalzitti ShanT's life 1995 - Aziza and India Karnak, and this mysterious and powerfull statue... Hatshepsut and a lot of beautiful pics... Lanz Art, antiek en opgezette dieren, vissen, vogels en insecten Living at a squated house in the Obrechtstraat 378 Waterloo plein Amsterdam
How Thangka's are being made in Norbulingka, Dharmsala, India Thanka's from Dharmsala, India, made by Norbulinka institute Face of GOD, Nasa and Hubble telescope pictures, and a story Marie Clair schilderijen, gallerie zonder stroom... ShanT's art, flyers... ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie - mensen - portretten ShanT's Swans  -  zwanen Photo model Tamouna, Tischa's best friends sister...


   As a child, I dreamt being chased by a yogurt cake face, with eyes like cherry's and a banana mouth. I ran and ran, scared as I was. In the back ground I could hear the typing and the sounds of my fathers telex machine (An old type of fax...) Something would make me slow down, as if there was glue on the floor, and the face was catching up with me. Mostly somewhere there in the dream, I would wake up. Until the last time I had this dream. I somehow remembered all the other dreams, where I ran, got stuck in the glue, and didn't escape. And instead of running, I decided to turn around, and face 'the evil'. While I suddenly wasn't afraid anymore, it got scared of me, and disappeared in the dark...

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    I dreamt killing Neeraja. We were in another time, living in the mountains. I shot her with a bow and arrow. She was just standing there, next to the branches of burning wood. it was near winter, and she looked scared, she screamed. At a meeting with the town people, nobody thought I did it, although there was a little suspicion in the room. I told them I did it. They looked at me as if I missed an opportunity, and had to do this again next life... in another incarnation.

   I dreamt about these great DNA molecules hanging in the stratosphere. I was on a planet, not earth, where I walked around on a railroad emplacement. The tracks were going nowhere, and I walked in a room, where Yoga was being taught. I didn't want to stay, and took my yellow mobile phone kind of communicator. I pressed the big red button, to ask Scotty to beam me up, but it wasn't Scotty, it was Luke, a friend of mine. I was being 'atomized', and while going up, through the dark, it became light blue, and these great DNA molecules were hanging in the stratosphere, slowly turning around. They were miles long and wide. It was a magical sight. I felt high for days after...


   December 2004, January 2005
I dreamt being at the entrance of the ashram in Poona, wanting to go in, but getting stuck at the gate's guard house. I was afraid they would find out I was a skeptic... The first dream I went in without them asking anything, and I went to the desk again, to register. The second time I didn't get any further than the office. Somehow I got to get in... OSHO calls me.

26 August 2005

   I dreamed sitting at a table with OSHO. I had to laugh, and asked Him when He was going to tell again he died... He looked different, younger. Next moment we are in a room, standing, and He asks me weather I believe that being aware is the only thing to 'do', and I say yes. That is what I believe. Next moment He asks me to sit on the floor in front of Him. He goes and sit behind me, and focuses on the bottom my spine. For hours... (Seemed like 8)


15 September 2005

    I dreamed being with my father in Indonesia. We slept in the same hostel, but he left early. I went out to look for him, and he was at a local food shop, where he was sitting on the floor eating something like Sushi's. I wanted the best they had, and they showed how they made them. The meat came out of a plastic package, and I recognized it as something I bought also. Next moment I am going back for the hostel, to get my luggage, not wanting to leave it alone, when I find out the Hostel lady is taking care of it. She is a sweet woman, and I trust her. Going back out, I am looking for my father. I have the feeling I have to go to the train station, since we are about to go on a trip into the bush. Going through the front door of the train station, there is a man wounded on the floor, and some people attending him. There are people outside, ringing the bell, and hammering on the windows of the door. A man tries to quiet them, but they won't stop. It feels like they are calling for the help of spirit, more then trying to get in.
   I walk on, and suddenly find two of my fathers brothers, Peter and Nico sitting on a bench against a wall. They are smiling, and I am happy surprised. There is my father too...  I wake up with a warm feeling in my spine. It feels like the connection with my family is restored.


   March 2006

   I dreamt about enormous planes flying through the sky. The looked like smooth colourfull toy planes, and they rotated playfully like wales in the ocean. I was looking at them from a naighbourhood of tower like buildings, going up high in the sky. One of the was mine, a bit back from the main street. I was a the top of the building when one of the planes caught fire. It was huge and Yellow. It turned and came back at me, and crashed right in front of me. The dream was very colourfull and happy.


4 december 2006

   I dreamt I was dying from being shot. The bullet wasn't killing me, but the poison on it was. I killed the attacker with his own gun with 4 shots, but I was hospitalised and dying. I was convinced it wasn't my time, and as normally I die easily and peacefully, now I was worried about Tischa, how to protect her, and I wasn't at easy about dying at all. At the point of death taking me, I returned. I survived. But I went all the way... It was worrysome..

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With Dalai Lama March 2007  Including photo's from Dharmsala..

Beard lama blesses thangka's...

Dharmsala, McLeod Ganj, Monks, Temples and a lot of Um Mani Padme Um...

Nepal 2007, pictures and stories...

Intervieuw with an Australian Monk, living in a nunnery for the past 5 years in Dharmsala. How different is it compared to the commune?


Dilgo Kyentse Rinpoche Tulku...
Dilgo Kyentse
Rinpoche Tulku


Dilgo Kyentse Rinpoche Tulku with Tischa, my daughter...
With Tischa

Exclusive Thangka's from Nepal

Sadhu's, Sadhu's and Sadhu's...

Two clowns in Nepal, march 2007....

Greetings from Katmandu

Sadhu's, Sadhu's and Sadhu's... and a clown!

Thanka school in Nepal

Erotic ancient art from Nepal...

Orphanage, Hamro Jivan, visited by american clown, Flower clown...






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