I got in bed very late so I did not get much sleep, I kept waking up from dreams and going back to sleep without recording them trying to get as much sleep as I could, and so at this time I have forgotten all of my dreams except for barely part of the end of my last dream.
Well I do remember something else where I heard the song A Real Bad Dream by Lionel Quick playing in my mind several times during part of several dreams and / or as I woke up and went back to sleep several times:
I am not sure if I was in the end of my last dream or not, I just remember the dream focusing on a young woman with light-color skin, and an older man with light-color skin.
The dream focused on their own hate and contempt and negative thoughts and opinions about other generations and certain types of people, and the younger woman probably had some negative opinions about one or more older generations and certain types of people (I can not remember the types of people she hated though).
The older man had some negative opinions about one or more of the younger generations and certain types of people who he felt were: spoiled, pampered, weak, sheltered, too nice, too carefree, and several other things.
I think that both the young woman and the man felt that the generations and the people that they felt negative about should not exist and that their existence was a negative thing to the world, and I felt that they seemed to want to destroy them if they could which I thought was messed up.
Maybe I was in part of this dream and he saw me and was judging me too and / or I assumed that the man would hate someone like me for being: too nice, sheltered, weak (in some ways: socially et cetera), and I was in a younger generation than him.
I assumed that the man would think that someone like me should not have been born, should not exist, and that he would want to kill me or somehow erase me from existence if he could.
The young woman and the old man may have seen each other in the dream and thought negative thoughts about each other as they passed by each other, but I can not remember.
But I woke up, and that is all that I can remember of my dreams for now; but I will type more later if I remember them.
The end,
-John Jr
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