President Obama Returning From A Celebration

I can only remember part of the end of my last dream from last night, I had more dreams and there was a lot more to this dream, but the longness and the many details probably led to me almost forgetting every thing as my mind focused more on the end of the dream.

I think that part of this dream (probably part of the dream that I can not remember) was inspired by film 3 or part 3 (Ghost Tears) of Ghost In The Shell: Arise which I watched last night.

One of my dreams or part of this dream involved me talking with my former male classmate DH and maybe his mom Mrs. CH during the day, but that is all that I can remember of this dream or this part of the dream.

The end of my last dream took place during the day at a nice modern or near future college where I was a student, earlier in the dream I probably had talked with my former male classmate JC, but now I was walking alone on sidewalks and catwalks back to my dorm room.

The White House was near or on this college campus (I could not see it, but I knew that it was near) and The President Of The United States was Barack Obama, and he had a fictional adult son who lived near or on the college campus and he was possibly also a student at this college and his fictional son possibly had a wife (maybe he had just gotten married) but I can not remember.

I also remember being told during the dream that his fictional son had people who did his housekeeping and other things like that, maybe the college was providing this special treatment for him because his dad was the president, but I am not sure.

I think that things were going well for me and this was a nice and quiet modern or near future college and it was a nice day with a clear sky and this college looked nice with natural areas combined with unnatural areas that blended well together as other students walked around and relaxed, and so I was walking and enjoying the outdoors and ready to relax in my dorm room.

I crossed a building to reach another sidewalk and my dorm room was in a quiet corner near this building connected by another sidewalk on the left side, and people walking from this building could somewhat see my dorm room because all the walls and maybe even the ceiling were made of glass which made it look a bit futuristic but it lacked privacy.

As I was walking toward my dorm room I noticed what looked like a man and woman wearing underwear in a sexual position on my twin-sized bed which was against the wall facing the walkway where everyone could see my bed, the woman had long reddish colored hair with pale whitish colored skin and she probably looked a bit like Amarna Miller but I can not remember what the man looked like, but when I got closer I realized that it was just a slightly larger than life-size sticker of a woman and man wearing underwear in a sexual position.

I assume that the person who used to live in my dorm room had put this sticker on the wall to give them some privacy when in bed, and as a joke to make people think that a man and woman were having sex in the bed; and even though this sticker was a bit larger than life-size, it looked pretty real from a distance, and so it could trick you until you got close enough to see better.

I noticed that the glass door to my dorm room was already open as I walked inside, my dorm was a two-person shared dorm room with a bed against the left side of the wall and a bed against the right side of the wall, and we shared the middle of the room which was a living room with a couch and some other furniture and a television; and we both had some other furniture on our sides, but the room was open with no privacy and probably no bathroom.

My part of the room was on the right side, the left side seemed unused like I had no roommate yet, and in the middle shared living room I saw my former classmate JC sleeping on my couch with a pile of clothes next to him and a bottle of liquid laundry detergent like he had washed his clothes and/or my clothes.

I had no idea how he had gotten into my dorm room without a key, and so I assume that it was unlocked already and I made a mental note to make sure that it was locked in the future because I did not want people being able to just go into my dorm room like that and I was worried about someone stealing my stuff.

My former classmate JC looked a bit rough like he was having a hard time and was still suffering from the death of his mom and some other things, I assumed that he needed a place to stay for a little while, and I felt bad for him; and so I was going to let him stay at my dorm room for a little while because I did not seem to have an official roommate yet, but this was against the rules so we would have to be careful or we both would get in trouble.

I greeted my former classmate JC and he woke up looking tired, I asked him if he was okay and if he needed anything, and he mumbled something that I could not understand probably because he was just waking up; but my translation of what I assumed that he said was that he was having a hard time and that he needed a place to stay for a while, and so I said yes even though I was not sure if this is what he had said.

I told him that it was against the rules and that we needed to be careful and cautious to prevent others from finding out, he agreed to this, but then we got interrupted by the sounds of aircraft flying above us in the sky.

My ceiling was probably made of glass or there was no ceiling because we could clearly see the sky and we saw Marine One carrying US President Barack Obama back to The White House being escorted by several aircraft, possibly two surveillance drones (UAVs or unmanned aerial vehicles), and a small whitish and maybe reddish colored airplane pulling a whitish colored banner with words on it that probably mentioned a celebration that US President Obama was returning from (maybe his fictional son’s wedding, but I have no idea).

My former classmate JC told me to be quiet and still because the surveillance drones were possibly able to see and hear us, he was probably afraid that they would see him and realize that he is not a student at this college anymore, I forgot to mention that my former classmate JC used to be a student at this fictional college but he had not finished and he was not currently a student; but he hoped to return to college to finish one day.

The aircraft quickly passed to land at The White House and we continued our conversation about trying to avoid people finding out about him not being a student and about him temporarily staying at my dorm room, and I remember asking him if he still had his old student ID or if there had been a student ID; but I do not think that we had student IDs for this college because they did not have that or require that.

The plan was for him to avoid being seen as much as he could and for him to maybe sleep on the couch instead of the empty bed on the left side so that if anyone saw him sleeping, they would just think that he was a friend visiting briefly, but I woke up as we continued our planning because I wanted to help him until he could recover and maybe start college again soon.

The end,

-John Jr

5 replies on “President Obama Returning From A Celebration”

Hello Annette,

My former male classmates JC and DH were former classmates of mine who I met back in junior high school and we all became friends, we all graduated from the same high school, we all went to the same college, we all were college dorm suitemates several times, and my former classmate JC and I were college dorm roommates at least twice; and they were among my small group of friends, but I lost contact with my former classmate JC so I am not sure if he is even alive still or not and I briefly talked on the telephone only a few times in the last few years with my former classmate DH.

They are the last of my friends that I have had some contact with in years, well back when I last heard from them that is, and so I have no idea where the rest of my former classmates/friends are now; and so now I only see them in my dreams.

I tried to keep in contact with them over the years and I would make sure that they had many options to contact me, but most of them did not seem to care or did not seem interested.

In fact this blog was originally started to help keep people like them informed about my life since they did not seem interested in communicating with me in the various other forms of communication that I tried over the years (email, chatting, social networks, YouTube, et cetera), but that did not work either; and so eventually this blog became a dream journal mostly.

-John Jr

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Friendships are tricky John….I have 2 friends left still we will call them TT and HN that I opened up Facebook and kept it open for (besides my kids who live far away) but I sent actual letters to even! One anyway HN! I feel I have done my part in trying to keep the connection alive anyway. They still both are my fb friends and HN did get a PM from her on New Years day but I commented on several status updates with no likes even in reply with both TT and HN. (TT and HN do not know each other) TT’S mama just died I find out on Facebook…. And I was super close to her. They say they love me but are sooooo busy and they are sorry when/if I do get Any word from them that year or not. But, it is usually me who initiates contact. Most of those times no reply back. My point is I have been friends with TT for 42 years and HN around 32 years and I value that. It saddens me that I am low in line as far as their lives. But, I now know I don’t have to cry for them anymore it is OK to not have friends I can talk to because I love myself today and my family loves me too! The important people have stuck around and held me up when I could not hold myself. So I spend my time trying my best to show them I love them and cherish them. Then now I have people like you entering my life (even know only online) that I turn my thoughts over to. My blog family helps alot. Connections can flourish or fade but like flowers they must be fed and nourished to bloom!

Wow that was emotionally stimulating in a major way. Sorry to unload but friends are a touchy subject…..

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I agree with you there Annette, thank you for sharing that, your experiences sound somewhat similar to my own; and you gave some good advice there. 🙂

No problem, this can be an emotional topic, and I think that it is good to let things out sometimes instead of holding them in. 😉

-John Jr

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