Since maybe Thursday night I have been wearing my newest orgonite pendant again, I forgot to make note of this before, and so I am making note of it here.
I went to sleep on the couch for maybe an hour or so, I did not record any dream or dreams that I had, and I got in bed a few hours later and I failed to record any of my dreams until I woke up permanently for the day.
I only remembered part of my last dream at first but then part of a previous dream came to my mind, and so now I barely remember part of two dreams even though I know that I had more.
The end of this dream took place during the day, my parents and my brothers TDC and KDC were going on a group trip with a group of other people to tour a museum-like place, and me and my brother GC decided to join them by leaving on our own after they left but we arrived there too late so their tour had already started without us.
We assumed that the group tour had been paid in advance so we walked into the building to find them and ask if we had to pay et cetera, we found the tour group and Tilda Swinton was the leader of the group and she was wearing maybe a women’s dress suit top with maybe a dress skirt or dress pants and her hair was short and yellow and she looked and acted pretty professionally, and we asked our parents and they did not know the answer so we asked Mrs. Swinton.
Mrs. Swinton told us that they had paid in advance and that maybe they got a discount since they were doing a group tour, but then a male security guard approached us as we were talking.
We tried to explain the situation to him but he was not listening and he kept falsely assuming that me and my brother GC were saying that we had paid already in advance, Mrs. Swinton tried to explain the situation to him as well, but he was not listening so Mrs. Swinton signaled for us to just let the security guard continuing assuming since he would not listen to our explanation and questions as we tried to find out if we needed to pay or not now.
He did what Mrs. Swinton suggested and the security guard walked away, we continued talking to Mrs. Swinton about the situation trying to figure out what we should do now, and she said that since the security guard would not listen to us that she would deal with him if he returned.
She said that she could probably figure something out like: trying to get them to not charge us and count it as part of the discount because she had brought so many people, and if that did not work she would threaten to stop coming and take her tour group somewhere else which would led to them losing customers et cetera.
We continued the tour but the security guard approached us again, he had checked in their system to see if everyone in our tour group had paid in advance, and he saw that everyone but two had paid.
Mrs. Swinton handled the situation alone this time, she was firm and persistent and argued her case at the security guard, but I can not remember what the end result was.
The end of this dream took place at maybe a slightly larger version of The BP Library, and I was working in the teen section when I saw and heard some patrons enter the library who had medium-to-dark color skin with black hair and seemed to be a family (husband, wife, young son, young daughter, and maybe one or two more children).
The husband seemed to be angry and was loud and was complaining as they walked around the library, the children possibly went in a different direction while the assumed husband and wife walked together to the adult non-fiction section, and I heard the husband complaining and ranting about something to his wife as they walked.
They got closer and closer to the teen section where I was, the husband lashed out at his children over something minor so the mother responded, and then the husband took out his anger on her and they started arguing until they went inside the middle study room across from me.
The husband was louder and more aggressive and threatening now, and he got physical with his wife by grabbing her so I stopped to look to see if I needed to walk over there or not.
As I was walking over there finally my coworker Mr. CF who is the security guard happened to walk out from his office, he heard all the noise, and so he walked over to see what was going on so I paused to watch and let him handle the situation because that is his job and I am not trained for that and did not want to get involved unless things got too bad.
At first Mr. CF seemed to think that it was just a loud patron but then he caught the man grabbing his wife and looking like he was about to hit her, Mr. CF’s expression changed from annoyed to angry, and he firmly and strongly responded to the man by saying some thing like: “Hey! What do you think that you are doing? Someone is about to leave this library now!” and Mr. CF pointed to the exit.
The man started arguing back with Mr. CF, and then he walked out of the study room to get in Mr. CF’s face like he wanted to fight, and so I walked over near Mr. CF with a book in my hand looking down at the book to make it unclear what my intentions might be because I was hoping to deescalate the situation or at least until I decided how I would handle the situation next.
The man was larger than me or Mr. CF but that did not bother me, I just wanted to avoid violence if possible (because of the hassle of it and the unknowns, he could have a weapon, not because I did not think that I could handle it), and so I continued looking down at the book trying to decide if I should stare down the man or keep using my current strategy or should I put one hand on my mobile phone holster to make it seem that I might be armed (which could accidentally escalate the situation, and so I was not likely to use this idea unless I thought that he was armed) and how much should I visibly prepare myself for combat (stretching et cetera).
Even though I was looking down at the book pretending to not be watching, I kept my eyes on the man from the corner of my eyes, and I saw him glance at me and he seemed to back off a bit now that he was out-numbered and he was not sure what I might do and now that there were more witnesses.
The standoff was not over though so I continued looking down at the book while trying to prepare myself for combat without anyone noticing while trying to decide which strategy to try besides my current one, I hoped that the standoff would end quickly, but I was about ready to handle it either way.
I did not think that Mr. CF could handle the man in a fight, and so I was ready to deal with the man to protect Mr. CF and the wife et cetera if necessary so I was watching closely from the corner of my eyes ready to move quickly to take the man down and use my grappling skills to deal with him and if that failed I would add some striking as well so I thought up some likely combat scenarios but I woke up.
- John Jr