Coffee Makes Sense

last night I had at least three dreams but I only remember one well, the one I most remember is being with a Monk, possibly a low level town priest, the guy looked alot like my American Football team coach and or like french priest Bérenger Saunière. He was a voluminous tan man with good intentions but very unsophisticated and no manners very much like Alex Jones character, unpredictable and you never know when he is going to call you stupid, anyway the monk came from his church that day to his small orchard because he was going to show me the ropes about coffee, I think he was going to give me some coffee plants so I could start my own plantation, he started by showing me his coffee plants, he said I had to arrange them in rows, one row had to have 28 files and a foot sized seperation to have another row of 7 files and so on, he only had those two rows but he expected me to have many more in that order, he said first you prepare the soil by softening it, you mix the soil up and then you add about an inch of manuer ontop of the soft soil, then you fist punch the manuer down into the ground to leave a fist sized whole with manuer inside about every five or ten inches and thats where you place the plant, and then he jumped and told me about his niece or some late 20s female relative of his whom he had help her do a modern hidrosystem, no soil in her plantation, just dishes with solution water, he showed me briefly how he did that but he wanted me to concentrate on the traditional plantation style, next he was going to show me how to pick and choose the fruits or beans, but thats when I woke up.... I also had a dream about an old foreign couple living at some beach like location up on a dune, I think they defected from their country to stay and live in very possibly in that beach town Venezuela, they operated like a moving company there, they had at least one moving truck, green colored and a long name, I went to see the truck and their house, so it all might have taken place in Venezuela or some place like that. I need to investigate Venezuelan monks now... almost forgot, I told my mother this morning my dream and then mentioned to her that the monk looked like my ex- coach, she said woah I dreamed about that coach last night too but couldnt remember the dream...
I think the monks garden or Bérenger Saunière garden was located around the Magdala Tower if it was him, it looked like that except now in the picture of the tower there are no plants, there were all kinds of plants there besides his rows of coffee plants... I think I just found the couple I was searching for, it looks like Noel Corbu and his wife, they lived in Morroco, Noels father was an Embassy Attache (spy) ok it all makes sense, Corbu was the one who exposed the whole Sauniere mistery, I felt like I was in a foreign country, so I guess I followed them from france I saw them go in to their house and possibly go out, so I could have been following them, Wikipedia says that they moved to morroco to open up a Sugar refinery, maybe I saw the moving truck, they looked old... I was with a guy in the car that could have possibly been a local police around 30 years old... My conclusion, I found the coffee, I found the sugar now if only I could find the cream...