Tony Hale Teaching A Class In The Shelving Room

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I had some more dreams but I forgot them, and so now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream which took place at a slightly fictional version of The BP Library where I work.

I was working on my shelver job, the building was a bit bigger and some things looked slightly different, and the lighting was dark in some areas.

The shelving room was a narrow rectangular shotgun-style room, I possibly left it to shelve in the children’s section which was dark for some reason, and my coworker Mrs. DT was working in the middle of the main area closer to the front desk and children’s section and the shelving room.

I had to use the bathroom so went to use the patron bathroom but it was blocked off oddly, I went to the children’s section but that bathroom was blocked off as well, and several other areas were blocked off like maybe something was going to get fixed or something.

I saw my coworker Mr. CF and maybe my coworker Mr. JF walking to the meeting room talking like they were about to work on something, and then I saw my coworker Mrs. ML walk over to talk to my coworker Mrs. DT.

My coworker Mrs. ML joked about something that she had said to Mrs. DT earlier in the week, I can not remember what, and they started talking about that.

I still needed to use the bathroom but the bathrooms were blocked so I went back to the shelving room, and on the right side of the shelving room was an old CRT television on a cart with a cardboard box on the floor near it filled with some old work boots and work shoes.

I saw a spider crawl out of the box and I ended up stepping on it, and then maybe I accidentally turned on the television and it started playing an old educational work video but I turned it off.

Then a man wearing glasses entered the shelving room who looked like the actor Tony Hale and some people entered the room like a class was about to take place, and Mr. Hale was the teacher.

Mr. Hale started teaching a class and I remember him making a joke about his foreign policy not being worse than his something that I can not remember, the joke flew over everyone’s heads and / or they did not laugh, and so Mr. Hale continued teaching his class.

But I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Gil Scott-Heron – Home Is Where The Hatred Is

What is it?

Today’s song is the song Home Is Where The Hatred Is by Gil Scott-Heron from his 1971 album Pieces Of A Man:

Gil Scott-Heron – Home Is Where the Hatred Is (Official Audio)
Home Is Where the Hatred Is

Here is the description for this video:

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Home Is Where the Hatred Is · Gil Scott-Heron

The Revolution Begins: The Flying Dutchman Masters

℗ 1971 Ace Records

Released on: 2012-11-26

Music Publisher: Carlin Music Corp
Composer: Gil Scott-Heron

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What is it about?

Lyrics (By Google Search)

A junkie walking through the twilight
I’m on my way home
I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I’m gone
Home is where the hatred is
Home is filled with pain and it,
Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again
Stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why
Hang on to your rosary beads
Close your eyes to watch me die
You keep saying, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it
God, but did you ever try
To turn your sick soul inside out
So that the world, so that the world
Can watch you die
Home is where I live inside my white powder dreams
Home was once an empty vacuum that’s filled now with my silent screams
Home is where the needle marks
Try to heal my broken heart
And it might not be such a bad idea if I never, if I never went home again
Home again
Home again
Home again
Kick it, quit it
Kick it, quit it
Kick it, quit it
Kick it, can’t go home again

Songwriters: Gil Scott-Heron
Home Is Where The Hatred Is lyrics © Carlin America Inc

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