Crying About The American Dream

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All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place in The United States and I was outside at a college with maybe my mom near a bus and some college buildings, and a young man was being interviewed about the college American Football (football) team and if he would play football for this college.

The young man wanted to know what was in it for him if he were to play football at this college, it had to be worth it for him to do so, and after the interview my mom and I possibly talked to him.

I am not sure if this was the same young man or not, but I remember walking and talking with a young man with light-medium color skin who I possibly thought was from Macedonia or Azerbaijan.

The young man did not seem to trust me or want to talk to me at first, but at some point he started to tell me about how back in his country there had been war/conflict with Armenia and how he had left from his country to The United States to escape jihad (probably taking part in it).

I asked him why did he choose The United States, and he started telling me about how he had imagined things would be there basically The American Dream and he felt that The United States would be a good place with its immigrant history et cetera; but now that he was here things were not the way that he had expected.

Hearing his story and how his dreams/hopes about The American Dream had been crushed and how The American Dream is not real and that the reality of The United States is different from that really saddened me on several levels, and I started crying.

This surprised the young man and after this he trusted me and was friendly toward me, and he treated me like a friend for the rest of the dream as we walked and talked around the college.

At some point I noticed a circular rash on my shoulder that I had false memories of, but now I noticed some new rashes inside this rash so I wanted to go get it checked finally; and so we went to find an infirmary at the college.

I remember walking across a street that looked like the street that The E House is on, and on the right side somewhat past where Mrs. MB’s house was an entrance way that possibly went down toward a one-story building that looked like it might be an infirmary so we went inside of it.

It was very dark inside, barely lit, and there was a lobby and front desk like an infirmary with several assumed nurses/doctors behind it.

I asked one of them who was a man with light-color skin if this was an infirmary, he responded rudely and mentioned something that would prove it, but what he mentioned was not proof.

I noticed several things that were not right and I felt danger and that these people were imposters, I started to walk away quietly telling the young man that we needed to get out not, and as I was doing this the workers/imposters noticed and I heard one telling the others and maybe they mentioned bringing a gun so that they could stop us but we ran.

One or more of them ran after us, I led the young man on a route to avoid leading the imposters to my parents street, and I ran to another street where we would wait and hide a moment and then either hide at my parents house or return to the college.

But I woke up.

In the real world I had fallen asleep on the couch while watching TV, and I woke up about 5 hours later.

Audio Recordings Of John McCain

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The end of this dream involved me working at a job, maybe a fictional library, and me and my coworkers each had our own separate areas in one large open area.

We each had a computer and each of our areas was like a boxed in cash register-like area like at a store combined with a hotel front desk / office, and to enter our areas was a short swing door.

At some point some of us were playing catch and / or American football, and then a fictional woman with light-color skin with maybe brown hair who was John McCain’s wife entered our building (she did not look or sound or act like Cindy McCain).

She somewhat reminded of The First Lady Of The United States Melania Trump in appearance and in the way that she spoke with a similar accent, it was not her, but she seemed to be like a combination of her and another woman.

John McCain’s fictional wife wanted some audio recordings of John McCain copied / saved to somewhere / something else that I can not remember.

She possibly wanted to know if it was possible to upload those audio recordings to an AI (artificial intelligence) and / or another person and / or a robot and / or an android or something like that so that, and so I assume that in a way she wanted to bring Mr. McCain back in a way (not literally, but something close) but I could be wrong.

One of my coworkers suggested saving some backups to several locations including online so that she could just listen to the audio recordings of Mr. McCain whenever, and then maybe upload them to an AI who could learn to mimic his voice et cetera and use that audio data to try to simulate Mr. McCain.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

A Whistleblower | Driving With My Uncle CE | A Football Field In My Parents Yard | Sniper Training

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Dream 1

This dream involved a religious school that was being investigated over abuse allegations, a former employee of the religious school who was possibly a former security guard who was an overweight woman with dark-color skin with black hair was a whistleblower helping law enforcement, and she was sharing information of things that she had saw and heard back when she had worked at the religious school.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, it was possibly morning, and I was riding in a car with my uncle CE who was driving.

My uncle CE wanted me to go somewhere with him, first we stopped in a fictional neighborhood before you get to downtown so that we could pick up one of his grandsons / one of my cousins, and my uncle CE was talking during most of the drive.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

This dream took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of my parents yard that had an American football field that was almost in the middle of the yard with one end zone being by the dogs and the other end zone was near the street in front of The B House.

I was playing in an American football game, the game was almost over and my former male schoolmate TC was on my team and we had the ball, and on this play I possibly handed off the ball to TC when I saw that he had an opening.

I started running behind him to block for him, only one male player from the other team was able to try to catch up, and they both sped up past me but TC was able to get the touchdown.

I remember us celebrating and being tired as we talked about that last play, and we had won the game.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

This dream took place during a gray day and I was in the alley by my parents yard near the back gate, and playing in my parents yard near this were some children.

I was a sniper and I had a male spotter, and we were training and having a fake / training sniper shootout / battle against another sniper and his spotter; and so our two sniper teams were training with / against each other.

The other sniper team were somewhere near The E House lying low, and my sniper team was in the alley lying low.

We went back and forth taking shots at each other, taking cover, having our spotters look for openings et cetera, and this was pretty fun.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

A Time Traveler Has A Message For Me?

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Parts of this dream possibly repeated or something with maybe slight changes because I remembered visiting certain places and doing certain things more than once in the dream, and even in the dream I recognized and remembered some of this at some point.

I remember the dream taking place during the day and I was traveling with my dad and my brother GC by automobile on our way somewhere, maybe a high school or college American football game because I remember my dad mentioning and asking about a certain football team, but I am not sure.

I remember my brother GC and I mentioning that the football team won their last game, and that they were playing a game now or about to play one.

I remember us driving through the countryside at some point, at some point on the left side of the road we saw what looked like a clothing store under a covered area with no walls, this made no sense so we stopped to look at it.

Everything was clean and organized and well stocked and no one was there, it was next to a field / farm land / a yard of a nice house that also looked a bit out of place and too clean and felt like you were not supposed to get too close or something.

There were no walls so you could see and feel and hear everything outside, it was a place that should not exist, and maybe I saw a woman with light-color skin with brown hair there at some point and / or when walking through the edge of the yard of the out of place house and / or when walking toward the street by the house that had a gas station and some other businesses along it but I am not sure.

I am not sure how many times these events possibly repeated, I just remember all of this happening during the remembered part of the dream, and while looking at the clothing store a woman with light-color skin with brown hair showed up.

This took place in a small probably fictional city in The United States in the state of Kentucky, this time someone was with me but it was possibly not my dad or my brother GC, but I am not sure who it was other than the person being a man.

I remember walking through the yard of the out of place house again, the woman walked this way first, and I followed her path because I felt that we were not supposed to get too close to the house.

As we approached the sidewalk by the street many people were walking by, I then remembered that I saw a woman like the one walking in front of me before, and that I remembered being here before et cetera so I decided to tell the woman that she looked familiar and ask her if we have met before.

The woman told me that we have met before, that she was a time traveler who had time traveled here, and then I noticed another woman who looked somewhat like her in the crowd and I pointed out this woman to her.

One of these women looked like the actress Rachel Dratch, one of them looked a bit rough, and the first woman said that the other woman was possibly another version of her.

She explained something about how time traveling can maybe create alternate versions of the time traveler or something like that, and maybe the other version of her looked rough and different because of something to do with making multiple time traveling attempts or something like that but I can not remember the details.

The first time traveler told me that she had a message for me, like maybe she had time traveled to deliver this message to me, but I am not sure if the message was just for me personally or if it was a message from the future meant for the public that would be shared to me to share with the world.

Too many people were walking by so I wanted some more privacy, and so I asked her to walk across the street with me to somewhere more private where she could share this message that was important enough for her to time travel and find me to share it.

We started walking across the street but she started getting lost in the crowd and maybe phasing in and out, she explained that it was better if we did not move and that she share the message now because of something that I can not remember that had something to do with time traveling too many times in a short amount of time or something, but I decided to take a risk and have us try to make it across the street because I was not sure if it was safe for others to hear this message.

Unfortunately the time traveler got lost from me or disappeared by the time I reached the other side, and so I lost my chance to hear her message.

She warned me about the risk, I can not remember the details, and this disappointed me.

I needed to urinate so I went to the businesses along a sidewalk, and I found a door to a building that had bathrooms.

The other person who had traveled with me this time was with me, he went to use one bathroom while I went to find another, one of the men’s bathrooms had two men having sex in it, and so I went to look for another bathroom and I ended up going into a unisex bathroom because it was empty.

For some unknown reason I took off my clothing to use the bathroom, while doing this I saw and heard two stereotypical jock-like men bullying the man who had traveled with me, and they were calling him gay et cetera.

One of the men had light-color skin with short yellow hair and the other man had dark-color skin with black hair, they both were taller and larger than us, they saw me looking through an opening and they started taunting me and then calling me gay as well.

I put on my underwear and I went to get the rest of my clothing that was where they were, I started talking to the two men to get them to leave the other man alone, and I was getting dressed while doing this.

Eventually they mostly stopped bothering us as I got dressed, I guess they saw that I was not afraid of them, and they were probably secretly afraid of me because I stood up to them while still getting dressed while not being afraid of them at all.

After I got dressed the man and I went outside, I started looking around to see if I could find the time traveler or one of her alternate selves, hoping to learn of this message that she wanted to share with me.

But I woke up, in the real world I really did need to urinate, and I laid in bed trying to remember any details that I could that the time traveler had shared hoping that she had shared some of her message in a forgotten part of the dream.

I even tried to go back to sleep to continue the dream and hopefully find and / or summon her so that I could hear this message.

Unfortunately I never did remember or learn what her message was or any of the time travel details that she shared with me or who she was and where she was from and what time period was she from and why did she want to share this message with me.

Was she one of my ancestors or future descendants?

Was she really human?

Did someone or something cause her to get lost or disappear / phase out before she could share the message with me?

And I have many other questions.

The end,

-John Jr

A Long Airport Line

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I am not sure if this is one or more dreams, and so I will type these dream fragments together randomly.

Most or all of this dream or these dreams took place during the day inside and outside.

I was with some of my family during various parts of the dream.

One part of the dream possibly involved us driving by W Park in the city of D during the day.

A second part of the dream possibly involved children.

A third part of the dream possibly involved women.

A fourth part of the dream possibly involved traveling, maybe to and around other cities, but I can not remember.

A fifth part of this dream took place at my parents house and yard during the day, there was a table in the yard near the alley where the pet cages are, and at this table I found some underwear in one of the chairs.

There was something heavy inside the underwear, the underwear was stuck together so you could not open it to see what was causing the heaviness, and so I assumed that it was feces inside the underwear.

I showed some of my family, I considered putting it in a pan of soap and water, but I decided to put it in a plastic bag to throw away instead.

The sixth and final part of this dream possibly took place in a fictional version of the city of D possibly along the highway past the DMV where I was staying with some of my family at a multi-story windowless hotel resort-like place that had a small airport to the right of it.

This building possibly had a basement level, I remember going around the building with and without my family, and there were other people there too.

Various things happened that I can not remember inside the building, and one thing that I do remember is being in a room possibly somewhat coaching / controlling an American football team or something and there was a very old man with light-color skin with gray hair who was doing the same thing but maybe he was using some kind of graphical interface / GUI like this was a video game.

I would make some moves or give the football players which play to use, but then I kept having to wait for the old man to make his move because he was very slow.

I am not sure if we were working together or against each other, I just know that I saw what looked like real football players playing on an indoor field in front of us, but the old man probably had a possibly projected screen in front of him of possibly the same thing except it looked like a video game instead of real.

The next thing that I remember is my family and I leaving by automobile after maybe a sporting event or some kind of other event ended inside the building (maybe this was the American football match that the old man and I were coaching / controlling / playing), and the line at the airport was so long that it went all the way outside and across the parking lot.

The airport was not used to this much traffic and maybe they were having technical difficulties and / or weather difficulties, and so people were going to be waiting for a while to catch a flight out of the city.

We were glad that we did not have to worry about this, but I woke up as we drove by talking about this.

The end,

-John Jr