This was a long and detailed dream so I can not remember most of it now so a large part of the beginning and middle are missing, except for part of the dream where I was probably inside The BP Library working at my shelver job when a male patron with white skin started talking to me about gun control, and how he thought that rifles should not be as restricted and should not be in the gun control laws.
This male patron possibly even had a rifle that he showed me but I can not remember if he had it or was it just an image or video of one, there was an old male patron with white skin with white hair with a beer belly and baseball hat/cap who joined the conversation, and he was mostly against gun control for certain types of weapons like the other man.
I was trying to work but they wanted my opinion, I did not think that we employees are allowed to talk about politics and religion et cetera, and so I tried to briefly and carefully respond without giving an opinion.
They continued giving their opinions about gun control and how rifles should not be restricted, which was distracting me from work, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
Another part of the dream involved me being inside a house or building, maybe my parent’s house, and I picked up the telephone but there was no dial tone like something was wrong with it.
In real life this was happening but was fixed recently, I still think that there may be another problem that also needs to be fixed, and so this part of the dream was probably me experiencing one thing that I predict may happen in the near future where it goes out again because of being poorly and sloppily rewired after they broke our telephone jack previously and replaced it with sloppy open wires that can be easily messed up.
The other part of the dream that I can remember took place during the day, and I think that someone told me about a job so I went to a maybe multi-story building in a fictional field behind BY Wok where the workplace was.
I went inside the building and I saw a variety of people who worked there including some of my former classmates, I talked with some of them during maybe their break in a room with tables and chairs, and one of the jobs possibly involved shelving like my current job at The BP Library.
I remember a woman telling me about a website that involved shelving training and possibly online shelving jobs where you organized items on the website and you could get paid for it, but she was not sure if this was a legitimate and/or trustworthy and/or safe website or not but she showed it to me anyway.
I think that this same woman asked me for a ride when her work day ended, she had dark brown skin with black hair, and she brought a white box with no top with her with some yellow maybe baby canaries who were part of some experiments that she was doing for her job because she worked in the department of this workplace who worked on various experiments.
The canaries in the white box were possibly partly symbolic and possibly stood out in the dream, and possibly also referenced things going on in the research department of this workplace.
We got in my automobile and we started driving and talking, one of the canaries jumped and partly flew out of the box gripping some food with its feet, and so I had to grab it and give it to her to put back in the box.
She probably explained her research that she was doing for this current experiment with the canaries but I can not remember the details, and then we noticed strange things happening outside of the workplace.
Some humanoid experiments from her job were outside of the building, some had fur and looked like someone combined non-human animals with humans like lion-human hybrids and other strange combinations, and maybe they were after a male scientist who was trying to escape or release information about the experiments that this workplace were doing or something like that.
We stopped to help him maybe but then the humanoid creäture experiments chased us too, I remember running up some scaffolding along a building, and then we ran into the field.
At this point it seemed like this was part of a film, there was a film crew filming us, and some people who were driving by stopped to watch.
I then realized that this was possibly not completely real so we stopped running at some point, the creatures probably returned to the workplace, and maybe the filming stopped for a break or for now.
There was more to this dream.
During part of the dream I think that a song by The White Stripes was played, maybe Icky Thump:
That is all that I can remember of this dream even though there was more.
The end,
-John Jr
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