I am one of those once young, slightly long haired, free-lance musicians who explored the world living off their, let's say, art. This is a narrative of incidents and accidents that happened; some laughable, some stupid. A few were frankly hair raising and a couple were absolute miracles. Through my numerous professional trips accompanying artists, I met a lot of people; some described here are fictitious, but special among them were some fishermen and their families. Taking the opportunity, I also watched and listened to hunters and bullfighters, learning about their obsessions and about the animals they preyed on. There was also a very special doctor. It is, at the same time, an attempt to record some incidents that have no explanation in the current understanding of human communication or indeed of time. Since early childhood I have been a recorder of dreams. Some of those dreams defy logic in terms of the information they gave me and by no means am I the only one to have been startled by dream transferred information. A few examples assigned to others appear among the more superficial events described in the following pages, but I was involved in all of them.