Old Video Games | A Video Rental Store-Like House | Lost At A College

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is being inside a house that was like The E House, a former male schoolmate and one-time classmate of mine whose nickname was Jack Frost but I can not remember he real name lived there, and some of my family (my brother GC, and a few other family members) and I were there.

I remember maybe my brother GC and I following him to his room on an upper floor to play some old video games for the Super Nintendo (SNES) and Sega Genesis and maybe some other old video game consoles, and one of the video games that we played was an old Street Fighter video game.

I remember picking Ryu and I did not know the controls or moves for the game, I remember pausing to read some of the moves and controls, and I remember not knowing how to do my special attacks but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day in a nice modern video rental store-like house with probably window-like walls, and my family and I seemed to be living there now.

It was a nice bright naturally lit place with a more modern minimalist maybe industrial-like style except for several shelves of VHS tapes, DVDs, maybe Blu-Rays, and various old and new video game formats.

We probably had recently moved in and we were still enjoying the new house, I remember my former male classmate DH visiting, and after he left a strange man with white skin with yellow hair arrived.

I remember him creepily telling me that he wanted to show me something, he somewhat looked like a fictional version of my former male classmate AK, but I did not recognize him at first so I paused for a moment because I was suspicious.

My mom recognized him and supposedly he was a former classmate of mine, I then remembered him or just assumed that I knew him because my mom did, and then I followed him to see what he wanted to show me.

I can not remember what he showed me but it was nothing creepy, I remember telling him how his approach was creepy and we joked and laughed about it, and then I probably gave him a tour of the house as we talked which is the same thing that I did when my former classmate DH visited earlier in the dream.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day at a college that seemed to be a fictional and larger version of MS University, I think that I was walking around with my brother GC trying to find were to pay for rent and utilities, and I recognized some areas and I remember telling old memories and explaining where certain things were.

I noticed that many things had changed and were different and were added now so I did not know where to go at some point so we got lost, I remember us walking around outside and through courtyards and through buildings, and inside one building we found an area were some people were waiting to pay or sign up for something at a window so we stopped.

At some point it was our turn and we learned that this was not the place that we were looking for so we continued our journey lost, eventually we found the housing building but they told us that this was where you paid for rent only, and that you had to pay for utilities at another building.

In the dream I used to go to this college and things were different back then, utilities were included with our rent so everything was paid together at the housing building, but it seemed that things had changed in the years since I left the college so we continued our journey to now find the utilities buildings which did not exist back when I went to the college.

We were lost as I searched for familiar places but so much was different, I found a few familiar things, but some things were backward and moved around and it felt like we were walking in circles and that maybe things were changing and reversing to keep us constantly lost.

We walked around and around, at some point I was with Danielle Dallaire from Double Toasted walking near where the medical clinic and library and bridge and some of the old dorms used to be, but now there was maybe a sports practice field and some other things.

I remember Danielle saying that everything was backwards and she said something about Spain and maybe that this was Spanish (a style not the language), something confusing and strange like that, and even in the dream this made no sense and I did not know what she was talking about except for the backwards part.

I asked her to explain what this backwardness had to do with Spain and Spanish (style), she started trying to explain this, but it still was not making sense to me so I focused on the backwardness instead.

I told Danielle that it was clear that something was strange and that things were moved around and different and that maybe we were moving around constantly in circles like a mirror or something was reflecting things to trick us, the backwardness was possibly evidence of this and I possibly saw strangeness with the horizon of maybe the scenery looking like part of it was a reflection from a different angle from behind next the the angle from the front like one was a reflection, but I woke up as we were talking about the strangeness which would have possibly led to me realizing that this was a dream.

The end,

-John Jr


House Martell Finds Gregor Clegane (The Mountain)?

I did not voice record my dreams or try to remember them so I can only remember part of a few random dream fragments, and so I am not sure if they are part of one or more dreams or not.

Dream 1

One dream fragment involved some of my former classmates like my former male classmates DH and JC, I remember talking with them, and I remember them smiling and laughing.


Strange Things Happening Involving Automobiles And / Or Houses?

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After typing today’s dream (A Women’s Soccer Practice And A Men’s American Football Practice | April 28, 2016) I sat down on the couch to rest my legs for a moment (I stand up most of the day, and I have a standing desk) when suddenly a very old dream from many years ago before I had a blog came to my mind, and so I am not sure when I had this dream but I know that it was many years ago before I even knew what blogs were and possibly before blogs were even a thing.

I was probably still in public school back when I had this dream, I have no idea why it suddenly came to my mind when I sat down, and I am amazed that I can barely remember part of an old (ancient) forgotten dream that I never recorded.

All that I can remember of this old dream is that it was a gray day, I remember a small neighborhood with several houses, and I remember seeing a maybe blue-gray maybe somewhat Gothic-style or Victorian-style two-story wooden house with some automobiles parked along the street outside of it and other houses by maybe some sidewalks and some of the houses had short partial fences.

Strange things that I can not remember were happening in the dream involving some automobiles and maybe some of the houses, maybe something paranormal and/or supernatural and/or somehow some of the automobiles and/or houses seemed to be autonomous and/or being controlled or haunted by someone or something or some technology, and so I probably saw some automobiles move around the neighborhood on their own but I can not remember.

I probably went in some of the houses where strange things probably happened where things probably moved on their own but I can not remember, and maybe there was a bit of conflict between me and possibly some other people and the houses and/or automobiles and/or whatever or whoever was controlling or haunting them but I can not remember.

There was possibly a family or several families involved in this dream (maybe a family feud and/or they had some kind of connection with the strangeness) but I can not remember, I just remember being outside in the street standing and looking at the automobiles and the two-story somewhat Gothic-style house, and before this I was probably parked in my automobile along the right side of the street and sidewalk looking out the window and maybe waiting on someone or something.

But that is all that I can remember of this old (ancient) never recorded forgotten dreams from many years ago.

The end,

-John Jr


A Women’s Soccer Practice And A Men’s American Football Practice

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All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that the end of the dream took place during the day, I seemed to be in college and living in a small one-story apartment or dorm or housing complex near a field, and I remember talking with either a roommate or neighbor and/or friend and/or classmate who was a man with maybe white skin.

Later I remember thinking about trying out for the college American football team so I went to practice with them in the field near where I lived, the man who I was talking to earlier was there as well but I can not remember if he was practicing too or just watching with a group of other people, and there was a women’s college soccer (association football) team practicing in the field near us.

Our practice was terrible, the men kept arguing and blaming each other constantly like back when I was a kid and I briefly tried flag football but I quit because of my team constantly arguing and blaming each other (especially the quarterback), and I remember wanting to go play soccer with the women.

I no longer wanted to practice with or tryout for the college American football team, I walked over to the women’s college soccer team, and I remember greeting a few of the players including a woman with white skin with nice dark curly hair who somewhat reminded me of Kathryn Presner who works for

I started a conversation with the woman with curly hair about how I left the football practice and how I was wondering if I could practice with their soccer team, and we walked around the field talking.

We had a good conversation and we both really enjoyed talking with each other, it was nice and we forgot about the soccer and football practice as we talked about various things, and we seemed to have an almost instant connection.

I mentioned that I lived near the field, we talked about a fictional film that was based on a Japanese anime, and more.

I think that she mentioned something about a computer fan or something, she did not seem to understand how they worked, so I started explaining it to her, and I wanted to invite her to my apartment or dorm so that I could show her the inside of my computer and how the fans work and other computer things.

I was enjoying our conversation so much that I hoped to talk with her again and longer and so I was really considering telling her which apartment or dorm that I lived in, and sharing my contact information with her so we could talk again soon.

I am the cautious type so I tried to think about this as we continued walking and talking, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


A Mercenary Training Camp

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place inside a multi-story windowless school building where I was a student with a class of other students, including a few of my former classmates like my former male classmate BM, and our teacher was a man with white skin.

I remember my class walking to move to another classroom on an upper floor, at some point we reached a classroom but we possibly got separated from our teacher and/or part of the class, and we were not sure if we were in the correct classroom or not.

I remember us talking and waiting until some of us decided to investigate so I left to find our teacher and/or the rest of the class and/or the correct classroom, and I remember walking into another classroom of students where I met a few of my former classmates like maybe my former female classmates PP and SM.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream even though I know that there was more before, during, and after this.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day and I was attending a mercenary training camp for some unknown or forgotten reason(s), the mercenary training camp offered at least three different levels of the camp with each level having a certain name and being taught or led by a certain instructor whose names were written on the sign that I was reading next to the names of each level of the camp, and I assume that the three levels were basic and intermediate and advanced but those were my guesses because the names were more like code-names.

There were a variety of people there outside and inside several buildings but I do not remember seeing any women but I could be wrong, some had mercenary and/or police and/or military and/or security et cetera experience, but some of us did not.

This training camp was probably very condensed but probably got longer as the levels rose and was probably focused on quickly getting rid of the people not fit for mercenary life, and so the basic course was mostly tests it seemed.

It seemed that most people did not make it through each level so finishing each level was a rare thing and finishing all the levels would gain you a lot of respect and look good on your résumé and would increase your chances of getting jobs, and the training got more dangerous each level so some people would get hurt and killed at increasing rates each level.

The basic level instructor that I remember was a man with white skin who seemed to be a former special forces soldier, one of the first tests and questions was about if we had killed anyone or anything and how and why and we had to prove it, and maybe we had to kill someone or someone or we were tricked into thinking that we were.

They were clearly trying to let people know that the mercenary life is different and that you would need to be ready and able and willing to kill and that the normal rules and morals did not matter, and so this test caused most people to quit; but someone how I made it through probably by talking my way out of it, but I can not remember.

I can not remember the rest of the basic course or how long it was, it seemed very short and mostly focused on narrowing down to people who were ready for the next level, and somehow I finished the basic course and I signed up for and started the intermediate course which was taught or led or started by a somewhat thick man with light brown or yellow-white skin who seemed to be from an island country or Hawaii.

We started inside one of the buildings on an upper floor with some windows as the only source of light in a classroom, our first test was a mental and emotional and social et cetera test where we were to visualize a woman whose only son (child) had just died and we were to put our hands on her head as she cried about the death of her son and we were to smash-in her skull with our hands and smash-up her brains with our hands, and then after visualizing this he asked each of us several questions while watching and listening closely to each of us respond looking for reasons to fail us (being too emotional, hesitating too long, lying, et cetera).

I remember not wanting to do this and hesitating but I did this visualization exercise, which was not easy, and then I answered his questions.

I remember almost crying and my voice breaking a bit but I calmed myself, I was honest about not wanting to do it and not liking it and feeling emotional after, but that I was able to calm myself.

In my visualization I remember seeing the pain and horror and tears and sadness in the woman’s eyes as I smashed in her skull with my hands and smashed up her brains with my hands, it was terrible and I felt terrible during, and afterward.

I gave him very detailed and honest and interesting responses to his questions, he was going to fail me at first because of my emotional response but my responses interested him and he seemed to see some potential in me, and so he passed me on to the next test and exercise; but many did not pass.

The next test and exercise was outside where there was a tall wooden wall where most of us had to stand on while one person stays on the ground as each of the people on the top shoot an arrow or crossbow bolt attached to a rope or cable at the person on the ground, and the person on the ground had to catch the arrow or bolt to pass the test.

This looked very dangerous and difficult so I guess most people would probably quite, fail, get hurt, or die during this test; but I woke up as we were starting to climb to the top.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I was inside a house talking with my mom and brother GC when I saw a small insect fly in front of them on the floor, it looked like a baby cockroach (roach), and so I asked my mom and my brother GC if they saw it.

I found it and it seemed to be a baby roach so I tried to kill it, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I was at a swimming pool during the day that looked somewhat like the MS University swimming pool, I was standing near the pool ladder/steps talking to a man who was in the water, and after talking to him I was going to swim so I walked to a bench to take off my clothes and put them on it.

I had swimming trunks on but I realized that I had several layers of T-shirts on oddly so I started removing them until I got to the last T-shirt when something happened that I can not remember, and I ended up walking to a hallway behind a door to talk with a woman.

We got attacked by a strange very aggressive rat-like animal or creäture that bit the woman on the arm, I knocked it to the ground and I stomped on its head and my foot decapitated its head, and then the man in the swimming pool and a male lifeguard with white skin ran over to see what happened.

I told them what happened and that we needed to get the woman medical attention and get her to a doctor because the rat-like creäture was probably infected with something, but I woke up as the woman was bleeding from a small bite wound on her arm.

The end,

-John Jr