American Revolution Waged For Slavery — Professor Gerald Horne

American Revolution Waged For Slavery — Professor Gerald Horne

What Is It?

The Empire Files YouTube channel with Abby Martin had a video called American Revolution Waged For Slavery — Professor Gerald Horne where Professor Gerald Horne talked about some things that I had not heard before from a perspective that I have not heard before.

Here is the video description by Empire Files:

Abby Martin interviews Professor Gerald Horne about the real story behind the creation of the United States in 1776, providing a new, accurate narrative about defending slavery rather than “freedom and democracy.”

From the Boston Tea Party, through the Civil War and the history of the KKK, Horne explains the racist roots of today’s resurgence of white supremacists.

Dr. Gerald Horne is the Chair of History and African-American Studies at the University of Houston and is the author of over 20 books on slavery and the Black liberation movement; most recently “The Counter-Revolution of 1776: Slave Resistance and the Origins of the United States”.

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The end,

• John Jr

Forgotten Dreams: In A Rush To Do Something?

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Last night I went to bed too late so I did not get enough sleep, I slept well, but I had to wake up suddenly to get ready to work and I did not have time to stop and think about my dreams all day.

So I pretty much forgot all of my dreams from last night except for some bits and pieces and guesses, I remembered a bit more earlier but I did not voice record those dream pieces before going to work, and so I can not remember those pieces of the dream(s).

Abby Martin Doing A News Story On Unofficial Medical Clinics And Hospitals

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I slept pretty well last night and I ended up forgetting all of my dreams from last night except for barely part of the end of my last dream, which was probably partly inspired by yesterday’s video on the Empire Files YouTube channel called Jewish-American on Israel’s Fascism: “No Hope For Change From Within”, and other things from the news:

All that I can remember of the dream is that it involved the journalist Abby Martin and a man with whitish colored skin working on a news story in a country in Asia (Middle East) or Africa, possibly Egypt, and their main focus during the dream was on small unofficial / illegal hospitals and medical clinics set up by people with no medical training or experience or licenses; and on the crisis in various countries because of the conflicts in some parts of Asia and Africa.

The man with Mrs. Martin was showing Mrs. Martin around and explaining the situation, he had been on the ground investigating and reporting in this country and various other countries, and so he had personally seen things and talked with people and the governments of each country.

Many people were in desperate need of medical attention and the official / legal hospitals and clinics could not take care of them all, so the illegal hospitals and clinics were filling a need, and the governments did not seem to try very hard to shut them down; but many of the illegal hospitals and clinics were taking advantage of people and were not safe or sanitary.

Mrs. Martin and the man went to one of these illegal hospitals / clinics to see an example of the conditions and to talk to people and the staff and owners, it was in a one-story metal building, and inside they found mostly large open rooms with people sitting and laying on the floor unattended; and some of them were possibly chained up, and there were chains connected to various structures that people laid against as they sat on the floor.

The conditions were terrible with blood and other liquids / fluids on the floor, almost no medical equipment around, almost no furniture, no workers were around, et cetera; and they could not get anyone to talk to them because they seemed to be afraid, and so they tried to find the workers and the owner who seemed to be hiding.

They found a woman who was the owner but she did not really want to talk, she only said a few things while walking quickly away from them, and so Mrs. Martin and the man and their film crew started exploring the buildings; and searching for other illegal hospitals and clinics, and for people willing to talk with them.

It seemed that some of the owners and workers saw them and started clearing out of their illegal hospitals and clinics to avoid being seen, because most of them were empty by the time that they arrived, and so they did not really get to talk to anyone except for later when they interviewed some people who worked for the government; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

Vampires And Abby Martin

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I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream from last night, which took place at a college, and it involved increasing tensions between some Vampire: The Masquerade based vampire sects and vampire clans; but I am not sure if I was a vampire or not, I seemed to be more of an observer trying to observe the situation, maybe prevent conflict and prevent killings (vampire and human) and prevent Masquerade violations, and maybe trying to decide which vampire clan and vampire sect to join if any.

I am not sure if the Camarilla vampire sect was in the dream or not but I do know that the Sabbat vampire sect and the Anarchs vampire sect were in the dream, I also saw members of the vampire clan Brujah in the dream, but I can not remember which other vampire clans were shown in the dream; and the Sabbat had more members than the other sects in the dream.

Most of the people at the college were normal humans who had no idea that vampires existed so this conflict was secretly going on at the college without normal humans knowing it seemed, at some point in the dream I wanted to get something to eat at the cafeteria, but first I needed to investigate a large build up of vampires in a certain classroom where the journalist Abby Martin was going to have a lecture; and I also wanted to attend the lecture.

I went to the classroom to find mostly normal humans sitting down in chairs including some of my former classmates like my former female classmates N and AW and several others and my former male classmates DH and maybe DH, mostly vampires standing along the left side of the room grouping up separately by vampire sect on different parts of the left side of the room, and Mrs. Martin was standing and walking around lecturing in front of the sitting area.

The vampires were grouping up like they were going to start fighting soon if someone did not calm the increasing tensions between the vampire sects, I was worried about vampires and humans dying if they started fighting, and I was worried about the Masquerade being broken if the humans realized that they were vampires; and so I kept a close watch on the situation as more vampires slowly entered the room to join their sect.

Near the end of the lecture I remember Mrs. Martin relaxing and joking around with the audience, I remember her talking about a situation during a previous lecture involving a discussion with a butch lesbian (her words not mine) in the audience, and then she started joking and calling out a woman in the current audience as a butch lesbian; and she was joking around, but I did not think that was a good idea and it seemed uncomfortable/awkward/a bit rude to me.

The woman and the audience laughed and they took it well because they realized that Mrs. Martin was joking and trying to relax the mood, I briefly talked with my former classmates a bit, and I was worried about them getting harmed if the vampires started to fight; and so I probably suggested that they leave as soon as the lecture is over and meet me in the cafeteria, but I did not tell them why.

I probably talked with a few of the vampires trying to calm the tensions between them, I also probably wanted to talk with Mrs. Martin, but I was hoping that the humans would leave the room soon so that I could try to deal with the vampire situation to prevent a battle; and then I wanted to go eat at the cafeteria, maybe talk with Mrs. Martin if she was going to the cafeteria as well, and then maybe report my observations about the vampire situation to someone or some group but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

A The Last Ship Inspired Dream | A Dominion Inspired Dream | Antonio Banderas? | Abby Martin And James Franco

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I am still having problems with my hearing in one of my ears (among other things), maybe swimmer’s ear, and I do not feel like typing my dreams today especially with the many WordPress.com Annoyances happening at this time; but I will try to type my dreams anyway, amazingly I remembered part of over four different dreams and I voice recorded them each time that I woke up, except for after the last time I went to sleep and woke up permanently for the day.

During the next to last time that I woke up I voice recorded three dreams and I wanted to type them but it was too early in the morning, so I made myself go back to sleep, and I over-slept and I possibly had a quicksand-like sleep cycle that caused me to forget what I dreamed about exactly; but during that last time I know that part of what I dreamed about involved the four dreams that I do remember part of where I thought those dreams, and maybe I continued some of those dreams but I can not remember.

Dream 1

The first dream seemed to be inspired by the TV show The Last Ship but I can not remember most of the dream, I think that most of the dream took place on land, and maybe it involved some of the characters from that TV show and I traveling mostly on land trying to survive and find a cure for the virus; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

The second dream seemed to possibly be somewhat inspired by the Syfy TV show Dominion but I can not remember most of the dream, I remember seeing the inside of a probably multi-story building on an upper floor of the building, but I can not remember if I was in the dream or not.

I remember that the dream involved two male beings or angels or humans (possibly archangel Michael and his brother archangel Gabriel or two beings/angels/men similar to them) who both had whitish colored skin and short hair, during the end of the dream the man/being/angel who was like the archangel Michael was talking to another man/being/angel inside the building, and things were going good until the other man/being/angel attacked the man/being/angel who was like the archangel Michael.

Another man/being/angel came ran into the room to help but the other man/being/angel escaped, the man who came to help told the man who was like the archangel Michael that he thought that the other man possibly was possessed by his brother or was his brother who was like the archangel Gabriel, but the man who was like the archangel Michael did not want to believe that his brother would try to kill him; but even he had to admit that was a possibility.

The man who was like the archangel Michael wanted to go talk to his brother about this but the other man objected to this idea, they stopped to have a debate about it, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

The third dream is a bit confusing and unclear but it seemed that a disaster or something like that happened, and a small group of survivors went to live in the yard at E Manor it seems but some parts of the house were fictional/different while others were the same as they are in real life; and it seemed that the actor Antonio Banderas was among the survivors like he was playing a character similar to his character Ahmad ibn Fadlan from the movie The 13th Warrior dressed in an outfit with a head-covering or turban, and he had his family with him (a wife, kids, and probably some extended family).

On the other side of E Manor inside where the family room and dining room should be there was a fictional museum-like area that had relics from past/ancient heroes, legends, royal families, et cetera like swords/clothing/armor/paintings/text/et cetera.

Mr. Banderas, his family, and the other survivors were doing a pretty good job finding resources in the yard to help them stay alive; but slowly men in the group kept getting killed by mostly throwing knives when they would get too close to the edge of the fence while looking for resources because some bandits would attack them from the bushes.

At some point an old man in their group got killed from behind with throwing knives by the bandits while searching for resources or patrolling too close to the fence, leaving Mr. Banderas as one of the only if not only men left in the group of survivors, and Mr. Banderas ran to the body of the old man; but then the bandits ran out of the bushes to kill him, and so he told everyone to run.

He grabbed a stick or something and he ran as the bandits tried to hit him with throwing knives, he dodged them and he started fighting them, but there were too many of them and they were too dangerous and they had high quality swords and other weapons to his surprise; and then I became Mr. Banderas, and I started floating/flying toward the front of E Manor to avoid them but I could only float/fly low to the ground so I had to swing my stick to block the tips of their weapons from stabbing me.

Somehow I made it to the front of E Manor where they could not reach me quickly and I ran into the museum-like place to grab a weapon and a man or being or something with an old man voice started talking to me explaining the history of various relics/weapons/et cetera, and he/it told me that maybe some of my ancestors were some of the heroes/legends/royal families who owned/once wielded some of the relics; and so the power of the relics/the full potential of the relics would activate or be restored for me since I was a descendant/member of one or more of those families/individuals.

For non-descendants the power would not activate and the relics would not be restored if they tried to use it and I remember picking up a few relics that looked shiny and new like a sword, a saber, a butcher-like knife with jagged edges, et cetera trying to choose one; and I think that I picked the butcher-like knife and a sword, and they started to activate and be restored.

I was about to run outside to fight the bandits but the animated character Eren Yeager from the Japanese animated TV show Attack On Titan walked into the room from the hallway, I asked him and probably the man/whoever talked to me about the relics/history/my ancestors to join me in my battle against the bandits, and Eren eagerly said that he would join me; and he grabbed one of the relics, a sword, and we ran to go outside to fight the bandits with a battle cry/yell/scream but I woke up or the next dream started.

Dream 4

The fourth/last dream was possibly two connected dreams but I am not sure, so I will type it as one dream, and it started during what I think was a cloudy dark/gray wet/rainy morning inside a fictional fast food restaurant where McDonald’s is in the city of D (it possibly was a fictional version of that McDonald’s), and I was waiting in a long line of people that was not really moving; and there was a TV on the ceiling near where I was standing in the middle of the line of people.

On the TV to my surprise was the journalist Abby Martin with her own news show on public/mainstream/whatever television, as I stood there watching it I noticed a woman in line to the left of me, and to my surprise it was Abby Martin standing there looking a bit neutral or negative-neutral; and so I decided that I would say hello to her and let her know that she was on TV, but I started to get nervous so I paused for a moment.

Eventually I said pardon me to Abby, I nervously and somewhat stutteringly apologized for bothering her, I asked her if she was Abby Martin and she said yes, I told her that she was on TV and I pointed to the television, I told her that I liked some of her work and that I used to be subscribed to her YouTube channel Breaking The Set; and she told me thank you in a somewhat neutral way, and then there was probably a pause as I looked away/down because I was still nervous and not sure what to say or the conversation stopped there.

When I was looking away/down somehow Abby’s appearance, voice, personality, and reaction toward me changed without me noticing and somehow I still knew that it was her; and her hair was now longer and a dark brownish or blackish color instead of being dyed a reddish color, her skin color was a bit yellowish/very light brownish/whitish color instead of a pale whitish color, her personality was a bit more positive, and her reaction toward me was very positive like we both had a special connection.

This different version of Abby Martin started a conversation with me and I remember us having a very good/positive conversation, the environment also changed to that of a classroom (the classroom was possibly still inside the fast food restaurant but I am not sure) so we were sitting at desks talking to each other as other people sat in desks instead of standing in line (some people were possibly still standing in line), and we were having so much fun that someone told us to be quiet.

Abby kept talking loudly so I reminded her that we should talk more quietly and so we started talking more quietly, at some point it seemed that we possibly started an unofficial romantic relationship, and I remember us both making small dagger-like objects for each other (one for each of us) to carry in our pockets; and I guess that the dagger-like objects represented a special bond between us and a symbol of protection/defense and/or something like that but I am not sure, but I can not remember what happen next until near the end of the dream.

At the end of the dream I was somehow in what seemed to be the city of LC during the day on PL Street as a fictional annual parade was taking place, it seemed to be a parade for protecting the environment/world peace/et cetera and/or maybe something like that, and I was stuck in the parade on foot walking along with it/them because they were in the way I guess.

To my surprise I saw the actor James Franco in the parade in front of me, he had a terrible haircut that was very short and uneven with patches of hair that was not cut correctly and he seemed to be acting a bit strange like he was preparing for a movie role or maybe he was acting eccentric like he is often described in the news, and I greeted him; and we started a conversation as we walked along with the parade.

Mr. Franco asked me to ride with him in his bus or van, I said okay and so we got into his bus or van, and we drove behind the parade slowly while we talked; and I remember having to keep reminding Mr. Franco to look in front of him to avoid hitting people in the parade because he kept looking away from the road as he talked to me instead of paying attention as he drove, and he came close to hitting people several times.

Mr. Franco and I had a good conversation but he was still acting strange, I still assumed that he was preparing for a movie role or that he really did act eccentric like described in various news articles, and at some point we magically were on a bigger bus that was being driven by someone else; and we were still slowly following the parade, but now other people were on the bus with us.

I remember everyone talking and I was still talking to Mr. Franco until I realized that the different version of Abby Martin was on the bus with us sitting in the middle of the bus on the right side, I was on the left side closer to the front, and Mr. Franco was on the right side closer to the front; and so I greeted Abby, and I introduced her to Mr. Franco.

I was happy to see Abby again and we all had a good and long conversation, and Abby even made me a paper dagger-like object as a reminder of the dagger-like objects that we made for each other earlier in the dream and as a reminder of our special bond/whatever maybe; and this made me smile and feel happy, and I found a piece of paper and I made one for her and gave it to her and I made a joke about how the paper versions were safer than the other version we made and that we would be less likely to get arrested by the police for having them in our pockets.

At some point almost everyone on the bus started taking a nap because we still were trapped in the slow parade I guess, and Abby and Mr. Franco moved toward the back of the bus on the right side to talk so that they would not disturb the rest of us who were going to take a nap.

Before I could go to sleep I heard kissing sounds so I barely opened my eyes and I saw Abby and Mr. Franco kissing somewhat to my surprise, I opened my eyes completely and they realized that I was watching them, and they went to apologize I think; and I paused staring at them trying to think about what to do and say next.

I felt a bit hurt because I thought that Abby and I had a special bond and that we were unofficially in a romantic relationship with intentions to officially start a romantic relationship, but I also predicted that something like this would possible happen because why would Abby be interested in someone like me over someone famous/rich/better-looking/et cetera like Mr. Franco.

I tried to think positive about the situation and relax before saying or doing anything, I enjoyed my time with both of them and I still wanted us to be friends, and so I tried to think about how to say this; but I heard an unfamiliar quiet voice (possibly male, but I am not sure) quietly say my name (John…) once from what sounded like the real world, it sounded like they wanted to wake me up calmly to avoid scaring me like they were trying to protect me from the pain of this situation and/or trying to protect me from doing or saying something that I would regret, and so I woke up instantly in the real world calmly.

The hearing in my right ear was not normal again (it was normal or mostly normal before going to sleep) and I looked around the room but I did not see or hear anyone calling my name, I wondered if someone said my name in their sleep or if I was imagining things, and then I got up to voice record my dreams.

The end,

-John Jr