10-18-2014 | Dreams | Ebola Virus Panic | Seeing Something That I Was Not Supposed To See | A Baby Trying To Kill Me

An Iraqi Army Soldier assigned to 3rd Battalio...
An Iraqi Army Soldier assigned to 3rd Battalion, 2nd Brigade, 6th Division, readies his 7.62 mm Tabuk assault rifle, during a raid conducted in Sadr City, in Baghdad, Iraq, during Operation IRAQI FREEDOM. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The annual default WordPress theme that is still being worked for 2015 (it is expected to possibly be released in December 2014) now has a demo page and the theme is called Twenty Fifteen:

Dream 1

All that I can remember of the first dream is that it took place during the day and there was panic about the Ebola Virus with a possible outbreak in the city, maybe the city of D, but I was not worried or panicking; and I felt that people were overreacting.

I am not sure what I was doing in the dream, maybe helping people, and so I was exposed to some people who were sick; and I started showing signs of sickness, possibly infection of the Ebola Virus, and so they quarantined me at the hospital but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I remember of the second dream is that I was outside my parents yard near or in the street by Mr. RD’s house during a nice day, my memory is too unclear, but I know that I saw something when I was outside that I was not supposed to see; but I can not remember what it was or if it was in the sky or not, my guess is that it was something classified that the military/government/whoever was trying to keep secret from the public, but I do not remember what it was that I saw.

My mom walked outside and she saw whatever it was too (she was also surprised/amazed/confused/whatever, we both knew that this was something that we were not supposed to see, and we said a few things about whatever it was to each other) and one or more military aircrafts flying in the sky dropped off some soldiers in our neighborhood who looked like they were coming after me/us/anyone who saw whatever it was that we were not supposed to see, and so I knew that they saw me and that they knew that I/we saw whatever it was that I was not supposed to see; and that they were going to kill us and/or arrest us and/or interrogate/question us and/or torture us and/or intimidate us and/or make us forget what we saw.

I told my mom to run into the house and I ran into the house knowing that the soldiers were going to burst into/raid our house, oddly there was an unknown man with whitish colored skin and his baby daughter who had whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair inside our house as well, and I told them (including my mom) that the soldiers were coming so that they should try to appear non-threatening in hopes that the soldiers would not kill us.

I ran into a dimly lit mostly dark bedroom with only some light from behind the heavy curtains that was probably my brother GC‘s room, I laid on the bed on my back with my hands in the air hoping that the soldiers would not shoot me, and then I heard the soldiers burst the door open screaming at the others and clearing the house.

A male soldier with whitish colored skin wearing his combat uniform with helmet and body armor with an assault rifle entered the bedroom where I was screaming at me, I told him that my hands were in the air and that I was not resisting/I surrendered, and he put the barrel of his assault rifle on the side of my head/face; and he told me to get on my knees on the floor with my hands behind my head, and so I did as he said.

He kept the barrel of his gun on my head/face as he yelled questions/commands at me, I asked him to stop pointing his gun at me and for him to get the barrel of the gun off of my head/face, and I told him that we were clearly no threat to them; and I was amazingly calm, and I was not very afraid or afraid at all really and I was mostly annoyed.

I decided that I would act like a captured soldier looking/staring forward emotionless/fearless refusing to answer questions other than repeatedly saying my name, address, phone number, social security number, family relations, education, height, weight, eye color, hair color, and other information like that; and so that is what I did, and this surprised/confused the soldier.

He seemed to be surprised by my fearlessness/courage/focus/et cetera and it seemed that he started to wonder if I was a soldier, so he started to calm down a bit, and he started to give up on yelling questions/commands at me as I continued repeating my name and other information about myself every time he asked me a question; and I woke up as he yelled for his leader/commander/whoever to come figure out what to do with/to me.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of the third/last dream is that it took place inside a house, and there was an unknown man with whitish colored skin (maybe his wife was there as well but I am not sure, and maybe they were the same man and baby from the second dream but I am not sure) and his baby daughter who had whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair who was there along with maybe several other people and me.

There was something strange/evil/whatever about the baby girl, I was the only person who knew this because I saw/witnessed her doing something that no one else saw, but I can not remember what I saw; but the baby girl knew that I knew about her, and that I saw what she did.

It is possible that she was not really a baby or human, maybe a creäture who shapeshifted into a baby girl or maybe the baby was possessed by an entity or something like that, but I can not remember; but whatever it was I knew that no one would believe me with out evidence, and so I did not warn/tell anyone about her probably.

I decided to watch the baby closely because I knew that she was trying to kill me because I knew about her, and she wanted to kill me for another reason that I can not remember; and during the dream she tried to kill me several times, but each time she either got interrupted by other people entering a room or I would avoid her attack.

She always managed to stop her attacks when someone enters a room, so no one else knew that she was trying to kill me, and so everyone else treated her like a cute/adorable baby (especially her dad); and so I had to keep watching her to make sure that she did not kill me or someone else, and I was trying to gather evidence and more information about what she was and/or how to stop her and/or how to save her if she was possessed.

I was going to try to not sleep until I did this, because she would kill me and/or other people in our sleep, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


By John Jr

Hello, I am John Jr, welcome.

2 replies on “10-18-2014 | Dreams | Ebola Virus Panic | Seeing Something That I Was Not Supposed To See | A Baby Trying To Kill Me”

Reblogged this on The Daily Pause and commented:
1. I can’t wait try the live version of Twenty-Fifteen theme. But I still use the current “The Big Brother” theme for its large fonts and suggestive name. Hehe!

2. People are overreacting to the alleged Ebola disease. I’d go on living life as normal as possible.

3. You took the correct course of action when soldiers are confrontational, err, intimidating. With recent/ongoing “rash” of abuse/corruption by law enforcement, aka cops/police, and as per my blogged thoughts, you are wise to appear as non-threatening as possible. I’ll learn to do the same.

4. As for the evil, yellow-haired girl, you’re lucky she’s not that evil to kill you. So even if she’s a shape-shifter, keep observing her. Maybe we all could learn not to judge a book by its cover, even if our “spider sense” indicates that not all bodes well.

Thanks for sharing your “dreams” John Jr. I hope to read your older dreams when my busy schedule in “living life”, doing daily chores, etc allows.


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Hello Flynn,

1. Yeah, I am interested in trying it as well, even though it is not what I hoped for/wanted/suggested exactly; but I am willing to give it a chance.

I assumed that part of the reason that you are still using the Big Brother theme was because of the name. 😉 (It is a nice theme but I wish that they would have used a different font though, and designed it to look a bit less dated (to me it looks like a theme from 2011) especially in the sidebar area).

I was wondering if you got the last four private messages that I sent you on your blog through your Contact Page? (I just want to make sure that Akismet and/or your email provider are not marking them as spam 😉 )

2. I completely agree with you. 😉

3. Yes, give them no excuse/reason/et cetera, to reduce your chances of getting shot/et cetera.

4. Actually she was trying to kill me for most of the dream, but I was able to avoid getting killed each time. 😀

You are welcome Flynn, and thank you for taking the time to read and comment on some of my dreams/posts sometimes. 🙂

-John Jr


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