Riding / Driving Fast

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the in a city that was like a slightly fictional version of the city of D combined with another city, and at some point I was riding a bicycle on the street on my way toward the downtown area.

At some point I was riding the bicycle so fast that I realized that I was going over the speed limit when I looked at the speedometer, somehow my bicycle had a speedometer, and so I started trying to slow down which was difficult because I was going so fast and the automobile in front of me let me pass because I was going so fast.

As I was trying to slow down I noticed that a police car was driving behind me fast like it was about to try to pull me over, and before I could reach the railroad tracks the police car’s lights and siren started so I pulled over but it passed me to my surprise and relief.

A man on a motorcycle and I continued across the railroad tracks and into the downtown area, and I got off of my bicycle to walk through downtown outside and inside buildings.

I remember seeing various things inside and outside that involved things relating to the history of BP, I saw places that used to exist there from the past and my past, and some places had various awards and things that various people in BP had won over the years in fairs et cetera.

It was nice seeing these things and there were other people around the area inside and outside, at some point I found a small business inside a building that was like a comedy skit, and it involved the actor Alec Baldwin and the other Baldwin Brothers and a woman with light-color skin with maybe long yellow hair who was playing Alec Baldwin’s wife.

Alec Baldwin was playing the father, the woman was playing his wife, and the other Baldwin Brothers were playing the sons of Alec Baldwin and his wife.

They owned a small bakery-like business who sold some kind of dessert, and Mr. Baldwin was telling his sons to go make some deliveries and make some sales.

His sons were acting dumb and he was acting angry and his wife was just there mostly, either I joined in or I became one of his sons who was wearing a mascot-like costume of some kind of goofy non-human animal like maybe a seal or something, and I remember leaving to either make some deliveries or to make some sales while wearing the costume.

I walked around the downtown area getting funny looks as I did my job, and at some point I got lost when I walked through a building and back outside but now I was in an area that looked like I was near maybe a Checker’s-like fast food restaurant in an area along a road like the road in the city of L that has the Walmart where I bought my laptop.

I could not see the downtown area and it was like I was in another city or a different part of the city somehow, and I remember taking out my mobile phone and calling my job at The BP Library to see if work was canceled because of the weather or not.

It sounded like my coworker Mrs. T answered the phone, and she probably said that work was not cancelled and so I was going to have to continue my journey to get to work on time.

The next thing that I remember is the dream jumping to something about Dwayne Johnson (The Rock), it was a news report or something about a controversy involving a fictional statement that he made back in maybe 1999 involving something that I can not remember that involved one or more of his ancestors, and I think that some people were offended by his comment and possibly saw it has him possibly calling himself maybe a reincarnation of one of his ancestors or that his ancestors had somehow helped him in some way or something like he is special or something but that is my wild guess.

The Rock was apologizing for his comments now, now that it was a controversy, and he said that people had misunderstood what he meant back when he made those comments years ago and he made it clear that he meant no disrespect to his ancestors et cetera.

But I woke up.

In the real world I found out that work was cancelled for the day because of the weather, and so if my memory is correct then my dream got it wrong.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was in the dream and I remember being inside a house or building with some other people including a well-dressed rich woman and a well-dressed rich man who both had light-color skin and who were both siblings.

The two well-dressed and rich siblings seemed to lack certain human emotions maybe, but they knew how to play their roles as upper class people who like to drive fast cars (which seemed to be something that they really enjoyed because they seemed to like things that involved taking life and death risks) and maybe partying and more.

The two siblings possibly liked to murder people but I am not sure, I just know that at some point the two siblings left, and I could see them even though I stayed in the house or building with the others so the dream followed them instead of me even though I was still in the dream but I was now seeing what was going on with them instead of what was going on with me.

It was evening or night and the two siblings left in two old fancy convertible sports cars that looked like maybe something from the 1920s or 1930s or 1940s, and they each had another person with them (possibly men).

The two siblings were driving around fast having fun and at some point they started driving toward each other super fast and right before their automobiles collided they jumped out, and so their two passengers died in the crash while they survived.

The two siblings left the scene without being seen, they were happy, and they intentionally killed those two passengers like this was a game to them.

Even though they seemed to lack certain human emotions, this was something that they seemed to enjoy, and they probably returned to the house or building where the others and I were like nothing had happened.

It seemed that they would probably get away with the murders, I assume that they had done something like this before, and I remember some of the others asking them where they went but I woke up.

I now realize that both of these dreams had something involving driving / riding very fast.

The end,

-John Jr


A Business Job In The Fictional Country

I was awakened from my dream where I was in the middle of a conversation with a dream character, by my alarm clock, but I managed to remember some of my dream fragments & that conversation with the dream character.

My dreams took place in the fictional country that has been in a few of my dreams in the past, the one that is usually an island or islands (though the country does not seem island-like when you are there and it is not tropical at all) that is/are usually controlled by one or more groups of people who seem to be from various places in Asia (India, Iran, China, and more) & a few other countries & sometimes there is evidence of a bit of past conflict or current minor conflict among the groups of people & the fictional country always has tourists visiting & I am always a tourist too, and this dream was no different.

This was probably one dream with various parts that connected, and in one part I was in a professional tennis tournament; sometimes I dream of being at a professional tennis tournament and/or being in one, but I usually am not at the tournaments for long for various reasons.

The tennis tournament was in the fictional country and various professional tennis players from around the world were there, and somehow I was in the tournament; and this was my first professional tennis match, and I did not know how to serve properly/well/good, like in real life. 😀

I do not remember seeing any tennis players that I know but I remember part of my tennis match, which was against an unknown experienced professional tennis player with black hair & whitish colored skin wearing a white tennis shirt with white shorts & white shoes, and I remember being a bit nervous.

We had a crowd in the the stands watching us, not a huge crowd since we were lower ranked players, but it was a big crowd for someone like me & I hate being watched (social anxiety).

I did not expect to win but I was going to try, and I remember not being able to serve hardly like in real life; and my opponent was acting like a jerk, and he would make fun of me.

I remember acing him once, because he was not used to very slow & sloppy serves 😀 , and I remember him acing me several times because I would stand too far in front of the baseline since I like to volley (I can not serve to save my life but I am pretty good at volleying for someone untrained 😉 ).

I remember my opponent telling me that I stood too far in front of the baseline, which was true, and so he kept taking advantage of that to defeat me.

My opponent made me a bit mad/frustrated/annoyed/sad with his constant making fun of me & trying to get the crowd to make fun of me, but I managed to finish the match trying my semi-best; and that was good enough for me.

I lost the match so I was kicked out of the tournament, one loss & you are out, but I was happy with my performance. 🙂

I left the tournament to tour the fictional country, and I rode an open train-like machine with other tourists as the tour guide pointed out different areas around the country & told us information about various places.

The tourist parts of the country were the nicest, and then we went to the poorer parts of the country; which was interesting.

We saw farms with animals, crops, dirt, mud, people with turbans & Middle Eastern-style clothing & various other styles, people with brownish – purpleish colored skin, open markets, various languages & cultures, et cetera and a few people on the train-like machine were locals of the country; and I spoke with one of them who knew a bit of English, not much, but a bit.

The woman had dark brownish – purpleish colored skin and her accent reminded me of someone from India & like someone whose main language is Hindi, and we spoke a bit; but she only could understand & use a bit of English, so she could not understand me sometimes.

During our tour there must have been a TV or something on the train-like machine, because I remember a news report showing that a politician from The United Kingdom (maybe England) had been put in charge of a group of probably Special Forces soldiers stationed in the fictional country.

For some reason the UK had a military base in the fictional country, maybe as a peace keeping/engineering/assassinating/training/spying force or something, anyway the female politician was in charge of the soldiers or something like that.

I remember the news report showing the female politician and there were clips of one of the soldiers who was getting ready for bed, he had the older DPM camouflage & no body armor & he looked unhappy & I predicted that they were under-funded; but the news report tried to make the soldiers sound élite/happy/glamorous/well-funded, but it seemed like propaganda to me, so I wanted to go talk to some of the soldiers myself later to get the facts. 😉

As our tour continued we reached a building and we stopped to explore it and maybe buy some souvenirs, but a man who looked & acted like Alec Baldwin as his character on 30 Rock (which I have never seen an episode of) offered some of us tourists jobs.

Mr. Baldwin was wearing a suit and he had a son who he put in charge of our group, his son was the son Seth Gold on the TV show Hardcore Pawn, and our group was a new business idea that Mr. Baldwin wanted to try.

Our group was supposed to invent/create/come up with a product idea/invention, figure out how to make/manufacture the invention, figure out how to advertise it, et cetera and Mr. Baldwin would take care of the rest on a small-scale to see if it is profitable; and if we failed on our first try to have a profitable invention, we would probably all get fired. 😀

Mr. Baldwin’s character was funny & easy to get along with even though he was a bit of a stereotypical business guy who acted overconfident & like a jerk, but he was funny & cool about it. 😀

Mr. Baldwin left and our group went to a room to come up with ideas, and our group was an interesting mix of people; and we had a pretty good time and we got along well.

Our group members were the son Seth Gold from Hardcore Pawn, a fake slightly overweight uglier version of Prince Harry with a big head, a fake slightly overweight uglier version of Chris Hemsworth with a big head, a fake Eric Pumphrey, several women but I can not remember what they looked like for some reason, and I.

At first we were having too much fun hanging out and some of the members even had friends come visit, but then we started trying to think up ideas; but that was not going so well, and so Mr. Baldwin came to talk to us.

Mr. Baldwin walked us around the building near the souvenir shops, I guess he owned some or all of them, because we started have a fun fight/fake fight with some of the souvenirs; and I remember getting shot by a toy gun or something, and I laid on the ground pretending to be dead as the others continued fighting.

It was fun and at some point Mr. Baldwin called an end to the fun, which he was a part of & which he probably started, and he gave us a theme to help us come up with ideas “children toys” & he gave us a bit of encouragement: “If you fail, you are all fired, now get back to work! *smiles, and walks off*” 😀

We all went back to think up ideas and we started to realize that we really would all get fired if we did not get this right the first time, and so we started thinking hard to come up with ideas; and I was the first to come up with an idea, and so I started to tell our team leader the son about my idea.

My idea was a simple toy kit where a few durable enough but cheap to produce pieces would be sold, and the pieces would be put together to make the toy; something more complicated than Legos but not too complicated.

I tried to sell/convince the idea to our team leader the son mentioning the low-cost to produce it & the simple manufacturing needed to make it & we did not even have to put the toys together since the buyers would have to do that, that schools could buy/use them & kids could practice their motor skills/et cetera & I mentioned various other things as our team leader listened closely calculating it in his mind.

He seemed close to accepting my idea and I was about to ask the group to help think of what material we could use to make the pieces & I was going to ask them to think of some other things, but my alarm clock woke me up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂


The Old White House | Two Short Dreams

The Old White House

Now for the main dream of last night, which started with a commercial on television that was narrated by Alec Baldwin.

The commercial started in a nice looking small mansion in a bedroom, and it was supposed to be the White House I think but it was smaller.