All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during maybe the night, and I think that I was in my parent’s room.
At some point, I noticed something crawling on the wall in the right corner of the room by the bed, and it was possibly a crawfish or lobster or some kind of other crustacean-like animal.
As I was looking at this, my mom either walked into the room or was already in the room.
Perhaps my dad and / or someone else entered the room or was in the room as well, but I am not sure.
I showed her what was crawling on the wall.
Then there was a small alligator in the room, and it crawled on the wall trying to get the crawfish or whatever it was.
We were surprised and confused, and then I decided to possibly help the crawfish or whatever it was, but I am not sure if I was able to save it in time or not (probably not).
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place either during the evening or the night in maybe my parent’s yard near the back gate.
I can not remember if I was in the dream or not.
The professional basketball player Michael Jordan was in the yard talking with a younger man with light-color skin, and the younger man challenged Mr. Jordan to a one-on-one basketball match.
Mr. Jordan did not think that the man was serious, but the man was serious.
Mr. Jordan laughed at the man when he realized that he was serious.
Mr. Jordan accepted the man’s challenge after reminding him who he was, and then they both started their basketball match in my parent’s yard in this same area as several people watched (some of my family and I were possibly among them) and at least one person refereed and some people (perhaps journalists) probably were video recording the match.
Mr. Jordan started the match by hugging the man like he was a baby, and he was treating the man like a baby, and he was making the crowd laugh.
Mr. Jordan was joking around, and he was calling the man son, and was acting like the man was his baby son.
This annoyed the man, he told Mr. Jordan to stop joking around and to start playing basketball, and so they finally started playing basketball.
Mr. Jordan was still joking around and smiling and doing basketball stunts as they played to entertain the crowd and to show off, he was not trying at all because he was so overconfident, but the man was serious.
The man got tired of Mr. Jordan joking around, and he warned Mr. Jordan to take this seriously.
He told Mr. Jordan that he was probably joking around to hide the fact that he is not as good as he used to be at basketball and to have an excuse if he lost the match by saying that he let the man win.
Mr. Jordan denied this, but he started to act like the man was partly correct and like maybe the man was close to winning, and so Mr. Jordan finally started to take the match more seriously.
They both went back and forth during their match, but I am not sure who won because that is all that I can remember of this dream.
After waking up and maybe in the dream itself, I felt that this dream seemed to have a theme / message about old age and past fame et cetera, and coming to terms with changes that happen as you age and dealing with those things.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the evening or night.
Some of my family (my parent’s and one or more of my brothers and maybe even my nephew CC) and I had arrived by automobile to a slightly fictional version of the parking lot between where the Gift / Flower Shop and the ID Health Mart should be.
We seemed to be there to help my dad with a job (maybe to fix or clean something) inside where the Gift / Flower Shop should be, it was closed, obviously, but I assumed that they had given my dad a key.
As we were probably getting some equipment out of the automobile before going into the building, my dad realized that he did not have the key in his pocket, and so we started looking around for the key.
At some point a somewhat overweight young woman with light-color skin with long medium-length or short long-length gelled or wet possibly yellow hair that was partly dyed in an unnatural color arrived in a car.
She got out, she walked over to greet us, she knew us and my parent’s knew her, but I could not remember her.
The young woman either worked at the building or was a family member of someone who worked there.
She had a key, she was there to maybe pick up something that she accidentally left inside the building, so she offered to let us inside.
The woman got whatever she came for, and then she had a brief conversation with us.
She asked me something that I can not remember exactly, maybe she asked me if I knew her name and if I remembered her, but I did not.
So she probably told me her name, but I could not hear what she said exactly.
She knew my name, she knew me, and she alleged that we met before and that I will probably remember her later.
I still did not, shortly after that she said goodbye, and she left in her car.
As my family and I were about to enter the building, the dream changed or jumped to another dream scene suddenly.
My family and I were not in the dream anymore, or we were not in this dream scene.
The dream or this dream scene was possibly inside the building, but it looked like a house inside.
There was a family (ages ranging from infant – senior citizen) with mostly light-color skin having a family gathering.
It was like a family reunion, and they were talking and were about to maybe have a toast or something standing around an island table in the kitchen; but some of them were still in the living room.
A boy with light-color skin with short black hair stood up angrily.
He went on a rant about being tired of the family pretending that everything was okay, even though there were secrets and rivalries and conflicts and anger and hate and more between family members.
The boy was very angry, and he was yelling and moving around as he ranted.
He gave examples of some of the things that he was talking about.
One was about one of his uncles and young and older sitters (babysitters I assume) where he implied that his uncle was having affairs with some of these babysitters.
The boy gave other examples, but I can not remember them.
Some of the family told him to calm down, but the boy would not, and he became increasingly angry as he ranted.
The boy was trying to get his family to admit it and be honest to themselves and to each other.
He wanted everything brought out into the open so that they could work on these problems as a family, I assume, but the family seemed content with keeping this all hidden and pretending that things are okay.
The boy realized this, and he was so angry about this that he suddenly punched his grandfather in the face twice with a jab and a straight punch as they stood over the island table in the kitchen; which had chips and other foods and drinks on them, and his family jumped in to try to stop him.
The boy punched his grandfather so hard that his head jerked back, and then a pile of his family members tried to grab him and get him under control, but he kept resisting.
Some of the family members started to try to help the boy maybe, and a brawl broke out between the entire family who were old enough to fight.
All the hidden anger and hate and secrets et cetera came out, and it was total chaos as they fought.
There was grappling, pushing, striking, food throwing, drink throwing, people throwing other objects, people stabbing each other with plastic utensils that were too soft to pierce the skin, and more.
But I woke up as they continued to fight.
I felt that the brawl was probably going to turn into a positive thing where they realize the ridiculousness of the situation.
That the boy was correct (not the punching his grandfather part), that this brawl would help them release the hidden tension and bring it out in the open.
That they would stop and smile and laugh and joke and talk about this and their hidden unresolved issues.
This dream seemed to have a theme / message as well, and that message was probably hidden in some of the things that the boy said.
- John Jr