Accidentally Hurting A Man With Health Problems | Kids From Different Countries Having A Military-Like Competition? | Dashie’s (Charlie Guzman’s) Parody Of Escape Plan?

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Somehow I remembered part of two or three dreams (I am not sure if two of them or one dream or two separate dreams and so I will separate them as three dreams) even though I slept pretty well/solidly except for having problems waking up a few times because of having gas from something I ate yesterday and feeling like I had to use the bathroom but I stayed in bed each time not really thinking about my dreams or recording them but somehow I still remembered part of some of them without really trying amazingly; and I woke up with a slight sore throat, but it will probably go away.

Dream 1

The dream took place on a gray and cloudy afternoon or evening on a slightly fictional version of Eastside near a field by the road not far from where my former uncle DW lives probably (this is probably not the beginning of the dream but this is where my memory starts), I was driving my automobile down the road when I saw a man with medium-dark brownish colored skin with short black colored hair in a wheelchair on the side of the road who I recognized as someone my dad knew, and so I stopped to see if he needed help; and he told me that he was trying to get to the house of one of his family members so that they could take him to his doctor’s appointment or something like that. *After reading Ingidisa’s newest dream I think that the man in the wheelchair might have been a fake/fictional version of the man who(m) my dad knew who died yesterday, the last time that I saw him was about two weeks ago as he was going down the road on Eastside in his electric wheelchair/scooter.*

I agreed to take him to the house of one of his family members and I helped him inside my automobile and I put his wheelchair in the back of my automobile probably, and we talked as we drove to the house; and he told me about how he had a lot of health problems, especially problems with his legs/knees/et cetera, and we talked about my dad and how he knew my dad and about some of his memories from the past.

We got to the house quickly because it was not far away and it was still on Eastside, I helped him back into his wheelchair probably and we went to the door, and an attractive female family member of his with light-brownish colored skin with long straight somewhat shiny brownish and/or blackish colored hair answered the door and greeted us and let us in; and they were going to wait around a bit until it was time to leave for the doctor’s appointment, and so I stayed to visit with them until then.

Slowly some more of his family members arrived at the house to hang out, usually younger family members, and one or more of them possibly seemed to be younger versions of some of my cousins from my dad’s side of the family like my cousin CH and so I wondered if I was somewhat related to the man and/or just part of his family; and at some point the husband of the woman who had answered the door earlier came out of their bedroom and he looked almost exactly like my former uncle DW, he somewhat greeted us with a slight nod of his head like he did not want visitors and he walked off, and so I was not sure if he was my former uncle DW or one of his brothers who looked like him.

The younger family members talked with us, watched TV, played games, et cetera and at some point I helped the man in the wheelchair get up the stairs to the second floor; and at some point it was time to leave for his doctor’s appointment and so I tried to help the man in the wheelchair downstairs but I tripped on some objects that the young family members left on the stairs that caused me to stumble but not fall (I have good balance and/or good fall resistance skills) causing the wheelchair to go down the stairs too fast and the man hit is feet/legs against the stairs and there was a hard crash once we hit the bottom but I did not allow the wheelchair to fall over or the man.

The man said that he hurt his legs/feet/knees and he was in a lot of pain (moaning a bit) and a bit angry, he said that he could not go to his doctor’s appointment now, and so I felt bad and I apologized to him; and the woman who had opened the door for us earlier came to help him, and I walked back to the living room feeling bad as the kids were still having fun and either the next part of the dream started or I had another dream after waking up but I am not sure.

Dream 2

This might have been part of the first dream but I am not sure, I think that the dream took place outside behind the house from the first dream and the kids from the first dream were probably there and the woman from the first dream and some other adults from their family who were not in the first dream and I was there, and it was not as gray or cloudy outside now.

Kids from different countries and the adults with each group from each country slowly arrived outside behind the house, there was an obstacle course-like area outside with a pond near it and this obstacle course-like area had wooden structures and buildings/ropes/chains/zip-lines/and various other challenges, and the group of kids from each country were going to compete against each other in a competition of some kind that seemed a bit military-like.

There were groups of kids from around the world wearing different uniforms/clothing and speaking different languages, and at some point the competition began; and we watched as each team competed one-at-a-time, and each team had a kid who was the leader of the team who gave orders as the other kids in their group went through obstacle course and showed off their discipline/style/teamwork/strategies/leadership/et cetera.

I remember one team who probably was from France and who probably spoke French in the dream were wearing light blueish colored military-like dress uniforms with berets, they were very disciplined, and they had a very good/serious/strict boy leading them; and so they were one of the teams expected to possibly win the competition.

I got to see one or more teams from Europe compete and a few teams from other continents compete, and I got to hear the different languages that each team spoke depending on which country they were from.

I can not remember how many rounds/parts of the competition there would be or how many countries were part of it, I just know that the kids from the first dream were in the competition as well, but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 3

This dream might have been two connected but separate dreams but I can not remember, the first part is unclear but it involved Dashie from YouTube doing a video skit with a woman, and something in the video skit left a lot of the audience thinking that the woman (who might have been his sister) and/or his sister were in an incestuous relationship; and so a lot of people were commenting on his video about that, and so he had to keep explaining to the people that they were incorrect/wrong and explain that they misunderstood the video skit.

Dashie and the woman and/or his sister were surprised by the reaction(s) of a lot of their audience to the video, they were confused how could so many people misunderstand their video, and I was there because we were on the set for their next video that was going to be a short film that was a parody of the film Escape Plan (2013) but a bit comedic and scary for Halloween.

I talked with them about why I felt so many people misunderstood the video, and I tried to explain it to them based on the overview of some of the comments that I read about the video and from my opinions on the video; and at some point it was time to start filming the short film, and so I helped but I can not remember how I helped.

I just remember various scenes for the short film being filmed/acted/et cetera, but that is all that I can remember of the dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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