What is it?
The 2008 French crime drama movie Julia.
What is it?
The 2008 French crime drama movie Julia.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place inside maybe a house or building, and I was in a maybe carpeted room with some other people.
At some point I remember there being a woman with whitish-color skin with maybe medium-to-dark hair in the room, and maybe this woman claimed to be maybe a psychic and/or to have some special abilities/senses/powers/superpowers and/or something like that.
The woman then offered to maybe give each of us a psychic reading and/or reading and/or something like that, I did not believe any of this because I try to be more skeptical but I try to keep an open mind, and so I decided to let her read me/give me a psychic reading/whatever out of curiosity and as an experiment/test because I have never seen or had something like this done before so I was curious to see if the woman really had any special abilities/senses/whatever.
The woman probably gave some readings to some others before she reached me, when it was my turn we probably stood face to face making eye contact which was a bit awkward for me, and I wondered if my awkward eye contact would ruin the results of my reading so I asked the woman about this but I can not remember her response.
The woman/psychic/whoever then gave me my reading: she mentioned seeing a woman named Rebecca (Rebekah), she mentioned that maybe I knew Rebecca (Rebekah) or maybe I met her and spoke with her once, she mentioned that Rebecca (Rebekah) said that she was abused by her alcoholic father growing up or the woman/psychic/whoever saw or somehow knew/felt that Rebecca (Rebekah) had been abused by her alcoholic father growing up, and then the woman asked me if her reading was correct.
I paused for a moment to think, I could not remember knowing or meeting or talking to any woman named Rebecca (Rebekah) who matched her reading, and so I told her this and I asked her if maybe we should try this reading again without the awkward eye contact which I assumed possibly messed up the reading.
But before she could respond I then remembered that I had a dream or a dream within a dream about the Rebecca (Rebekah) that the woman had described in my reading, and so I told the woman about my dream or dream within a dream that matched her reading of me.
To me that meant that maybe somehow this woman was able to somehow read me and see my dream or dream within a dream or maybe it was just a coincidence, but that was just a dream or a dream within a dream and not about something from my real life; and so I asked the woman if maybe the awkward eye contact had messed up the reading causing her to read my dream instead of something from my real life.
But unfortunately I woke up before the woman could answer this.
I assume that this dream or dream within a dream took place before the previous dream (unless the psychic from the previous dream predicted this dream or dream within a dream before it even happened), and it involved a dream or dream within a dream that I had about a woman with whitish-color skin with maybe brown and/or dark hair named Rebecca (Rebekah) who was abused growing up by her alcoholic abusive father who also had whitish-color skin.
Maybe Rebecca (Rebekah) was telling me her story but I can not remember, and that is all that I can remember of this dream or this dream within a dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved my sister-in-law JC, but I can not remember any thing else about this dream.
This dream possibly involved a very recent real life incident that happened to a male former classmate of my brother GC named C, and in that incident C was sitting outside in a public area when it was dark when a truck being driven by a man stopped in the street not far from C.
The man in the truck then accused C of committing a crime (which I will not specify) against his sister, and the man started to angrily threaten C’s life (he threatened to slit his throat).
The man claimed that his sister said that a black man (his words, not mine, I do not believe in race or support race) committed a crime against her somewhere in this area, he did not even know what the man supposedly looked like and he alleged that his sister could not see her attacker because of her bad vision or something odd like that, and he just assumed that C was that man even though he had no idea what the man looked like he just went after the first person in this area who he saw who(m) he considered to be a black man.
C managed to deescalate the situation, and so no one was harmed during this dangerous incident.
It is not know whether the man was on drugs and/or mentally unstable and/or if he was telling the truth or not and/or if he was just going around trying to start a fight or something, the man’s story did not make much sense and the man did not want the police involved when C offered to go to the police station with him to prove that he was not the one who allegedly attacked the man’s sister, and so who knows what that was all about.
I assume that this dream was about that real life incident, but I could be wrong.
This dream was inspired by a Itsreal85Gaming video that I watched on YouTube last night called FUNNY SAVAGE EPISODE! ( LEFT 4 DEAD 2 GAMEPLAY #4) W/ITSREA85 & PU55NBOOT5:
In this dream I was probably inside a house playing the video game Left 4 Dead 2 with some other people, I assume that this dream took place during the day but I am not sure, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I slept well/solidly last night and annoyingly I once again woke up from a dream with a blank mind feeling like I had to use the bathroom badly and I got awakened by an alarm clock and by people talking loudly, and once again even though I know that I had several clear dreams I forgot all of them except for part of one dream that I barely remembered part of after taking a moment to try to remember my dreams before getting out of bed to use the bathroom.
I am not sure if this next part is part of that dream or not, either way I will assume that it is part of the same dream, and I think that I was in a fictional city working as a delivery person; and I could run super fast, and so I probably would run around the city super fast delivering packages/things to people and I was very good at my job.
One evening or late afternoon probably near the end of my work day I think that I got a call from my mom and/or the male neighbor of someone who lived next to the person who(m) I was supposed to deliver some packages to, the packages were supposed to be delivered to a man, but the neighbor told me and/or my mom not to deliver the packages to the man; and so I went to the neighbor’s house with my mom to investigate the situation.
The neighbor was outside in an outdoor area between his yard and his neighbor’s yard (the man who(m) I was supposed to deliver the packages to) that they both shared as a hangout/recreational area, and there was a bar/seating area with some alcoholic drinks behind the bar and a homemade archery range and some other things around the hangout area.
The neighbor was sitting at the bar drinking and he looked/sounded like the actor Danny DeVito, we greeted him and he started to explain why I should not deliver the packages to the man/his neighbor/his friend, and he explained that the man was having problems with his kids/his marriage/his job/his temper/et cetera and that he has got drunk a lot recently and was having problems with alcoholism now.
The neighbor explained that recently the man had been acting more violent and talking about possibly committing some violent acts, and recently he found a note that seemed to show that the man was possibly planning a violent attack on one or more people possibly at his job and/or other targeted acts of violence and/or random acts of violence; and the neighbor told me that the packages he did not want me to deliver to the man probably contained bullets/ammunition, I checked the packages and he was correct, and so he feared the man was going to kill people if I delivered the packages/bullets to him.
He did not want to go to the police about the situation if possible and he was hoping that the note and the talks of violence were just angry drunken mistakes that the man had made and not serious and/or that we could talk to the man, and convince him to not carry out his plans and get professional help with his problems.
The man came home and he walked toward us looking a bit drunk and he grabbed an alcoholic drink from the bar, even though we suggested that he not drink any more alcohol because he already seemed drunk, and he angrily told us not to tell him what to do; and then he greeted me asking me if I had come to deliver his packages, I did not answer his question, and I tried to distract him by asking him a question.
The man looked/sounded like the actor Mel Gibson I think and I started talking with him about some of his problems, and eventually we started talking about the note that his neighbor found and how we wanted him to not hurt anyone; and how we wanted him to get some help, but he got angry and he yelled at me as he became even more drunk from his alcoholic drink that he was drinking and he started to act violent.
I quickly handled the situation by distracting him with a question again as I quietly took his alcoholic drink away from him and I helped move him from the bar, I had to physically move him because he was too drunk to walk by himself, and he started to calm down once he realized that I was trying to help him; and he drunkenly said that he was sorry, that he did not want to hurt anyone, he admitted that he kept getting drunk in response to his current problems and that he wanted help with his alcoholism, and he wanted professional help with is problems.
We gave him a positive response after he said these things, we hoped that he really meant what he said and that he was not just saying this because he was drunk, and we told him that we would try to help him to get professional help; and I told him that I would not delivery the packages/bullets to him, and I suggested that he avoid his guns/weapons at this time but I got awakened in the real world by an alarm clock/people talking loudly/feeling like I had to use the bathroom badly.
Last night I remembered some of my last dream, which took place in a fictional version of a real city.
I can not remember the beginning parts of the dream, so, some of the key parts of the dream are missing.
All I remember is going to a hotel-like building with my fictional step-mom or soon-to-be fictional step-mom and my two fictional step-siblings (one was a young woman and the other was a young man, and they both appeared to be between 15-18 years old). 😀
This is all very odd, especially since in the dream I had two moms (not in the homosexual sense/way/meaning), my real mom (who was not in the dream, but I did think of her in the dream once) & also this fictional step-mom, but I do not remember ever thinking about my dad or who my dad was in this dream; in real life I have only one mom & dad, and they have never divorced. 😀
I do not remember the details, but I do know that we moved our stuff into the hotel room and I drove my step-siblings around town.
She seemed to act almost just like Julia in the film and she had an alcohol addiction & was drunk most of the time, she did not take care of her kids, she would come home late at night with unknown men, she would leave without telling us, etc. 😀
In the dream I had just got/gotten a job in this city and so did my fictional step-mom, who I will refer to as Julia from now on, but I can not remember the job parts of the dream.
But I do remember one part in the dream where Julia came back to the hotel room drunk and I tried to talk to her about that, but she argued with me, but I could barely understand her with her slurred speech & she would say things that did not make sense since she was drunk; so instead of arguing with her I had to help her get to her bed or couch and she went to sleep, and she ended up missing work the next day, while I was gone to my job. 😀
I came back from work and she was still asleep :D, and so I woke her up & tried to talk to her about the situation; she made some excuses & argued with me and so I warned her that she could lose her job if she kept missing days of work like that.
After that conversation, I remember a situation where she would not take my step-siblings/her kids somewhere in the city, so I took them instead.
After my siblings and I returned, Julia was gone, and so we tried calling & texting her mobile phone but she did not respond.
We waited around until late at night hoping that she would call, since we were worried about her, but she did not; so we went to sleep.
The next morning I woke up and went to talk to the manager of the hotel/or whatever it was, because I was not sure if Julia had paid for the room or not.
I do not remember most of my conversation with the manager, but I remember mentioning that Julia was my step-mom and not my real/biological mom, and I remember thinking of my real mom; I do not think she was dead or anything, but I do not remember thinking about my real brothers or my dad.
In fact I do not remember thinking about a dad at all, which is odd.
I then walked back to the hotel room to talk to my step-siblings and we noticed Julia leaving her room with two unknown men, and the two men left the room; so I went to talk to Julia about where she had been and about her other problems.
I tried to explain some of the problems to Julia and let her know that I wanted to help her get some help with her problems, but I woke up as we talked/argued. 😀
-John Jr 🙂