A Charlotte Gainsbourg Interview

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I only remember part of the end of one dream unfortunately, I had more dreams and there were more details to this nice little dream, but I forgot them when I woke up to use the bathroom; and I am feeling/getting a bit sick so that effected/affected things as well.

The dream took place during a nice day that might have been a Saturday in D near the R Trailer, the sunlight & colors in the dream were a bit more vivid/colorful than in real life or they looked better than normal (like a very nice spring or summer day), and there were bushes/flowers/plants in this area even though there are no longer any plants like this in this area in real life anymore since my uncle CE cut them down.

I was enjoying the nice weather, plants, moment/the moment/the present et cetera after some other things that had happened earlier in the dream that I can not remember where maybe I had to watch over/babysit something and/or some kids or something like that; but I can not remember exactly.

At some point I started seeing/hearing something either on a TV screen outside or in my mind or projected in the air at eye level near the R Trailer & plants, and it was a trailer for a new fictional independent/small film starring Charlotte Gainsbourg & a few other actors/actresses who I can not remember; and I think that the film was named/called something like: “The Amalgamation Of *Something/Someone* *Something/Someone*” or something like that.

I can not remember what was in the trailer but it seemed like an interesting/creative/wacky/dream-like or a daydream-like low-budget film that the actors/actresses probably enjoyed making, especially Charlotte Gainsbourg.

At some point after the trailer there was an interview with Mrs. Gainsbourg on a Fox News-like channel that reminded me of maybe Fox Business Network or whatever it is called, they both were sitting in a room, and the interviewer asked Mrs. Gainsbourg a question; and Mrs. Gainsbourg started talking about how she enjoyed making her new film and how she likes to sometimes star/appear in small independent films every so often in between her mainstream film roles et cetera, and she spoke in her usual nice soft voice & I noticed that she looked a bit older (just a bit).

Mrs. Gainsbourg then started answering another questions that had not been asked yet, like she had given a lot of interviews this day and she already predicted what the interviewer might ask next, and this question annoyed her it seemed but it was harder to tell due to her usual nice soft voice & tone; it was the words she used that gave me the impression that this question annoyed her.

She started answering the not even asked yet question about some people’s negative reactions to Mrs. Gainsbourg doing a lot of small independent films compared to mainstream large films, she still did both but some people had negative reactions to her doing smaller film projects every so often, and Mrs. Gainsbourg started by saying that her nanny (I am guessing she was referring to a babysitter for her kids and/or her maid) did not complain about this because she knows that she still will get paid & that Mrs. Gainsbourg still has enough money even when doing small film roles that do not pay much.

Mrs. Gainsbourg said that she feels the need to do smaller film projects sometimes, that this helps her in various ways personally, and that she had no plans to stop doing them because she enjoys doing them; and they help her greatly personally in various ways (she might have given a few examples, but the rest was too hard for her to explain and/or too personal).

Mrs. Gainsbourg then said that these critics do not need to worry because she will still star in/appear in large mainstream films which she described as: large multi-million dollar mainstream cookie-cutter, stereotypical, branded/commercial, intellectually challenged, vapid/empty, et cetera things/abominations that no longer even know what they are/who they are trying to reach/what they are trying to say/what their purpose is/et cetera or something like that; and then she gave a quick fake smile to make it easier to see that she was being negative there, since she said all this in her usual nice soft voice & tone.

The interviewer finally started preparing to speak again and this clip of the interview ended, and I was still standing near plants by the R Trailer; and I saw heard someone outside near where my aunt JE’s house is, this area was slightly different with a fictional house in this area as well, and maybe Mr. R was still alive or someone who reminded me of him.

This person (a man) who I somewhat heard & saw through the plants seemed to be trying to look/through the plants from his yard to see what I was doing, he was probably just being curious/nosy/cautious, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Getting Stopped By The Police For A Drug Test | A Shotgun Experiment In Switzerland

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Dream 1

I almost forgot all my dreams from last night, but somehow I managed to remember part of two dreams when I laid in bed trying to remember what I dreamed about; and the first dream took place during the day on a fictional highway, and I was driving somewhere to meet up with my family.

At some point a police car in front of me blocked traffic for the lane that I was in, the police officer had whitish colored skin with short blondish colored hair with maybe a tan-colored uniform shirt with maybe dark-colored pants, and he started looking at the ground like he was looking for illegal drugs that someone might have thrown from their window as they were driving down the highway; and so I did not think much of it at first, but then he started walking toward my automobile and so I let down my window.

The police officer looked at me and said in a positive tone: “You’re good.” , and then he walked to the passenger window behind me and I heard him yell with a negative tone like he did not like the person and/or he knew the person in a negative way: “You! *Something, Something, Something* Drug Test.” ; and I did not know that anyone was in the backseat of my automobile until now, and I did not know who it was.

I was annoyed at this point thinking that the person in my backseat might have had illegal drugs on them, I turned around to see who was sitting behind me, and to my surprise it was my brother KD with his hair set in an afro since in real life he is waiting to get his hair braided again soon; and he was wearing a muscle shirt/a-shirt and/or a sports jersey and he was making his usual negative-neutral facial expression(s).

I wondered why in the world would the police officer stop traffic and decide to test my brother KD (the passenger) for illegal drugs, we were not breaking any laws, and my brother KD has never been involved with illegal drugs as far as I know; and so it seemed that the police officer did not like my brother, maybe he knew him somehow and/or racism had a part in it, and this annoyed me even more.

The police officer was nice to me, I guess my lighter skin color played a part in that maybe, and so I sat there waiting for the them to finish the drug test while people drove by us which was a bit embarrassing & annoying; I was confident that my brother KD would pass the drug test, and he did pass the drug test (clean, no illegal drugs) and so the police officer left/drove away disappointed (like he was hoping that KD would fail the drug test) & without apologizing to my brother KD as expected.

The rest of my family drove up behind me, they saw some of what happened, and I told them about the other parts that they missed; and my dad was complaining/talking about the situation, and then we drove to the place we were headed in the beginning which was an office-like building/rest-stop and/or tourist center.

At some point I remember having already bought a new automobile, oddly it was just a small yellow plastic thing with four wheels that barely had enough room for me to sit on, but somehow I did not find this strange in the dream; what bothered me was that I felt that the plastic was not strong enough to last & it was more expensive than I liked, and so I went inside the office-like building to get a refund since I think that it cost between $5,000 – $15,000.

A female worker who looked like one of the female detectives from the BBC TV show Sherlock was at the desk, she had light brownish colored skin with light brownish colored hair in a hairstyle that is somewhat like an afro but more frizzy/curly but I am not sure what it is called but it is a nice looking natural hairstyle, and I asked her if I could get a refund but it did not seem like I could get one; and so I went & told my mom about the situation & she convinced me to try again, and she went back to the office with me to ask for a refund.

My mom asked a lot of questions as usual and even got the female worker to admit that the price was too expensive, this was all done politely as usual, and eventually the female worker gave me my refund & I thanked her and my mom; and then the female worker told me that one of her friends used to like me back when we were in public school years ago, she asked me if I was still single & I said yes, and then she told me that she would tell her friend that & that her friend might try to contact me in the near future (she did not tell me who the friend was, but I was guessing that it was my former female classmate FS).

I said goodbye and walked off with my mom, my mom then told me that my uncle CE was having financial problems (which was no surprise because of his spending habits), and I predicted that it was because of his spending habits of buying stuff that he does not need/does not know how to use/rarely uses like electronic devices/barbecue pits/various tools/hunting & fishing supplies/weapons & ammunition/et cetera and from gambling; I did not feel sorry for him really but I did hope that he would learn from this and adjust his spending habits, but I woke up.

Dream 2

The next dream is very unclear but it was inspired by a news article that I read on the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) website / RSS feed last night called: Arizona gun advocates to give away free shotguns.

In my dream Switzerland was going to use this idea to do an experiment to see if arming some single women & some home owners with shotguns & training would increase or decrease violence, and in the dream there was an increase in deaths / accidents / possible suicides that did not seem to be related directly to the shotguns & training but started increasing after the shotguns & training oddly; and so we were investigating this to try to make sense of this.

Most of the deaths that I remember seemed to be men or mostly men dying from supposed accidents (I felt that some or most of them were suicides made to look like accidents) at a certain part/area of an obstacle course-like place that reminded me of a roller-coaster combined with an obstacle-course, this makes no sense to me, and my memory of the dream is too unclear to make sense of this; but I remember seeing two videos of two supposed accidents/deaths on this obstacle-course-like place, both in the same spot, where most of the deaths occurred.

These two deaths took place on the same day or at least in the same week, to me both men in the two separate videos seemed to be pretending that things were okay, but I felt that these were planned suicides made to look like accidents for various known & unknown reasons; and I felt that each of the men slowed down when they got to the area where most of the deaths occurred, like they were preparing to make the/an accident/to die/to kill themselves in a way that looked like an accident, and I felt that they knew this area well enough to avoid an accident but they wanted to have an accident since this area had a deep drop/slope/dip/whatever I think.

So if a person accidentally/purposely fell in this spot/area, they would be more likely to die or be seriously injured, but I woke up as we/I were still trying to analyze data/information/evidence to make sense of this & compare our hypotheses.

The end,

-John Jr

Cleaning A Bedroom At My Aunt JE’s House And Helping A Chihuahua

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I only somewhat remember part of one dream from last night, which mostly took place at a slightly fictional version of my aunt JE’s house, and it started when my aunt JE started beating/knocking on the door at my parent’s house early in the morning in the real world & in the dream; and my mom answered the door in the real world & in the dream, and then my mom went to my aunt JE’s house with my aunt JE.

At some point in the dream I went over there as well, I saw my mom & I talked to her, she was cleaning parts of my aunt JE’s house & helping with some other things; but at the time my aunt JE was in another room watching TV not helping, so my aunt JE did not know that I was there, and I started cleaning a fictional version of the room that my cousin DE used to stay in.

At some point my mom left and so I was still there cleaning one of the bedrooms, my aunt JE still did not know that I was there, and at some point my aunt JE started walking to the bathroom in the hallway near the bedroom that I was cleaning; and so I decided to walk out of the bedroom to let her know that I was in the house cleaning to avoid scaring her, I did this, but she started to have a negative reaction in one of her mentally/emotionally unstable-like ways.

She started to accuse me of breaking into her house, of being a thief, of being a spy, and more; and I tried to explain that I had been there helping clean her house since my mom was there, but she would not listen to me and she continued her mentally/emotionally unstable rant like she was going to call the police.

It was pointless continuing and so I was going to leave to avoid the police being called & to avoid my aunt JE from becoming more unstable, I called my mom to tell her what had happened while I stood in the kitchen, and I noticed my uncle CE outside the window talking to my aunt JE’s neighbor Mr. FF in his yard (which is not visible from my aunt JE’s kitchen in real life, but it was in the dream oddly); and I waved at them, and then I walked to my grandfather’s yard since I saw my brothers over there.

In my grandfather’s yard near a rusty metal barrel I saw Mr. FF’s pet Chihuahua and she looked wounded with a possible cut along her side with possible dry blood and/or saliva over the possible wound, she looked dehydrated, she looked hungry, she looked tired, and she looked like she was probably dying if nothing was done soon to help her; and so I petted her on the head while calmly talking to her, she was too tired to run from me this time since she is not familiar enough with me to let me pet her in real life, and then I told my brothers about the Chihuahua.

I found some gloves and I went to pick the Chihuahua up so that I could take her to her owner Mr. FF, who was still standing across the street in his yard talking with my uncle CE, but she tried to run/crawl from me to hide under some soft dirt & ash next to the fire pit near the rusty metal barrel; but I managed to pick her up before she could escape under the dirt & ash.

I then started walking to take her to Mr. FF to tell him that she needed immediate medical attention to save her life, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

A Rated X Dream With Loona Luxx

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Description: Loona Luxx with Manuel Ferrara.

I had several dreams last night but I forgot almost all of them.

Dream 1

I know that one or more of the dreams were inspired by the TV show Justified, which I watched last night before going to sleep, but that is all that I can remember about them.

I had some longer & more detailed dreams, but I forgot those too.

A Beginners Class On WordPress At Goodwill | My Brothers KDC & TDC Have A Super Tall Giraffe As A Pet

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I only barely remember part of two dreams after having my sleep disturbed by people talking loudly and I was sleeping pretty well before that.

Dream 1

The first dream involved me going into the LC Goodwill during the day at around 5:30 PM, I am not sure how I knew the time but I did, and I was not sure if it was closed or not.