The Abandoned Arts Center

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I forgot to mention that the last 10 or so dreams I added were all old dreams from my private blog; some are days old, some weeks, and some about a month old.

I only remember parts of my last dream last night, it took place in what I think was a fictional version of LC.

I do not remember how I got to this point of the dream my guesses are: that the beginning had me in the past in this place but now I was in the future/present, or that I had been to this place in another dream before, or that someone in the dream had told me about this place, or I went inside the arts center & learned some of this information, or I just guessed.

All I know is that I parked in a field that was near the road, there was a nature trail with a graveyard for soldiers on the left and on side of that was a park with people in it.

As I walked up the nature trail it led to what use to be a nice small garden / park / arts center / property of a rich family.

I am not sure if I went in the building or guessed this or went into the building earlier in the dream, but I remember that the building and property either belonged to or was mostly funded by a rich family.

I think it was used for art, theater, cinema, music, literature, and French.

The building was a nice modern one floor building with many windows, the top edges of the left & right side of the building were shaped like half circles.

The outside of the building had the nature trail, an old Roman / Greek style pillared courtyard, garden, and I think even a small house.

Everything was abandoned looking with vines and messed up plants all around, except for the arts building which was the newest building there.

I am not sure how I knew this, but Pauline Croze had come to this building for a concert before in the past and the Alliance Française use to have events and classes there.

Inside the building it was almost like a museum since it had the history of the building, the organizations that funded it or were a part of it, and information about the important visitors & events there were held there.

I think the place probably had a few people who were involved in running the place for years and a rich family were the main funders/contributors of it, but I think all of them eventually died and so the funds to keep it running ended.

I think people use to walk around, talk, eat, have small concerts, share art & literature, watch plays & independent films, and learn French.

I only remember parts of the inside of the building, I know there was a welcoming desk, pictures, text, videos, and other things around the building.

So maybe I learned about this place from those things, but it seemed like I had been there before or someone explained it to me and/or I visualized/imagined that I had been there.

I either looked inside the building or I stood there thinking or remembering, and I thought how sad it was that the place was going to waste away now.

Then I walked around the outside trying to guess what some of the places had been and how they use to look.

I imagine the place use to be very nice looking long ago.

I think I walked through the graveyard, which was not well-kept, and tried to avoid stepping on the graves as I walked toward the park.

There were people at the park next door, having a good time, kids & adults.

The weather was nice and sunny, and people were relaxing; it was nice.

I looked for a few moments and then started to walk back to my automobile; then I woke up.

The end,
-John Jr 🙂

Pardon?

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Last night I only remember some of my last dream.

I remember being at my parent’s house and the phone rang, and my brother CC answered it.

I heard a woman’s voice, and what sounded like the French language.

My brother CC said: “That someone is speaking in French I think, and I guess they are calling for you.”.

I picked up the phone and it was a woman speaking in French, and she was talking pretty fast so I could not understand her really.

I was wondering if it was the woman from the Alliance Française calling me, since she did not respond to my e-mail the second time.

The woman was talking and talking, she did not give me a chance to respond, and so I guess she had not asked any questions yet.

It was like she was telling me about something, maybe a language program / school or something.

I wanted to tell her that I did not understand her, but I decided to just listen until I had the chance to talk.

This dream has the new record for the largest amount of the French language spoken, in any of my dreams yet.

I can not remember if I had a moment to tell her that I did not understand or not, all I remember is that the call ended, and I think I had written something that she had told me.

Next, I remember me and my family going to some place to sign me up for something, and it was either a language school where we were going to leave to another city, state, or country, or it was for the military (But I did not see any soldiers).

The people in line were about my age and it was almost like signing up for college for the first time, but we were in a gym-like area.

I only remember finally being in the front of the line and a man gave me a paper, and he said that it will begin in October.

I thought to myself that it will be October in about 3 months.

I felt a little nervous not knowing what to expect, and then we went back home.

At home my dad had a computer that needed fixing and so I started fixing it, and I think I had a nice looking laptop in this dream.

I remember there being three baseball bats in the house and my mom said that they were going to take them back somewhere, and she wanted me to put them in my dad’s truck.

I put two of them in there but I forgot the third one, and so I started back fixing the computer.

My family left to take the bats back, then I remembered that the one bat was missing, but it was too late.

They were already gone when I went outside, as I was going back into the house, one of my old friend’s and three other people who looked familiar, but I did not know who they were, came to the front door of our house.

My old friend EW said hello, and the other two guys said hello also.

They seemed to be in a good mood, I did not feel like having them come over since I wanted to fix the computer, and I wanted to think about the school situation or military situation.

I decided to let them in and I told them that I was trying to fix a computer, and then I started to talk with them.

As we were talking, I reminded myself that in 3 months that I had to go to the school or the military, and I reminded myself not to forget; since I had signed the paperwork already.

Then I woke up,

-John Jr