An Ancestor & Video Games

At some point in this dream, a man with light-color skin was talking highly of one of his male ancestors, but then he learned that male ancestor was just a European who had gone around raping & killing & stealing & invading et cetera people / countries / et cetera around the world back.

Later in the dream, I played a video game that involved a yard and enemies shooting fireballs at me / my video game character.

Helping People With Portable Storage Devices

This dream took place during the day, some of it possibly involved me driving around a fictional LC-like city, and the rest of the dream took place at a fictional MS University-like college campus with some familiar areas from some past dreams combined with real life areas from MS University.

I was possibly a student but I can not remember, I do know that I was working at a library (maybe The BP Library and / or the college library) that was possibly on or near the college campus, and at the library I remember mostly helping patrons with portable storage devices like USB flash drives.

I remember helping patrons with connecting their devices to the computer, accessing the files from the computer, copy and pasting and cutting and deleting files to and from their devices, formatting their devices, and more; basically I was working my new IT Assistant job at the library.

After work I remember walking around the college campus trying to do various things so that I could attend a parade and / or some kind of other event that was going to take place at or start at a main road at the college campus that has been in some of my past dreams, this road is partly based on the road at MS University that passes the library and Housing and several other buildings, and it is on the far right side of this fictional college campus.

At some point I remember walking inside a building past a small on-campus store when I saw an obese boy with light-color skin with short yellow hair who needed help with something, and so I stopped to help him even though I did not work at this store.

There was a man nearby who approached me at some point talking about some kind of old maybe Native American headwear / headdress that belonged to some of his ancestors, he told me about it and maybe about some of the history and why it was important, and he talked about some of his ancestors and maybe how they might feel about some of their descendants and the world now.

I am not sure if he tried to shame me or not but I do remember him trying to get my attention and trying to stress the importance of something involving my ancestors and not forgetting them and learning who they were and what they believed et cetera, maybe he said that we both shared some of the same ancestors (in this case Native American I assume), but I can not remember what he said or was trying to say or what happened exactly other than me seeing this object and listening to him talk and talking back a bit.

At some point I started to leave still trying to hurry so that I could catch the parade / event / whatever, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

23AndMe Results For My Brother GC?

I had a variety of dreams that I woke up remembering but I did not record them each time, and so now I only barely remember part of two dreams.

Another thing that has possibly impacted my dream recall recently is that I am currently taking some passion flower capsules before going to sleep, I am basically a test subject for my brother GC, he heard that it can help with anxiety and sleep.

Dream 1

This dream possibly took place in a country in The Middle East that was possibly an island, but I can not remember.

I remember sand and maybe there was something about a risk of war and / or something.

At the end of the dream I remember possibly leaving the country in a car that was being driven by a somewhat older man with light-color skin, I remember us talking as he drove, but that is all that I can remember of this dream even though I know that there was more before this.

Dream 2

This dream took place inside a house, the end of the dream involved me being in a room, and my brother GC was in the room as well.

I saw some papers near my brother GC that were genealogical DNA test results from 23AndMe, and so I started looking that the results.

I assumed that they were for my brother GC, and to my surprise his results had more ethnicities showing up than mine did and his percentages were different.

I assumed that 23AndMe results would be different from my results from Family Tree DNA so that was not a surprise, I assumed that some of his percentages would be higher with 23AndMe as well, but I did not expect some of the results.

It showed some ancestors from Spain at about 50% maybe, our ancestors from The United Kingdom percentages were only about 1% different with his being 1% higher than mine, but I can not remember the other ethnic groups / ancestors / nationalities that were represented.

I was not sure if these were really my brother GC results, I just assumed, and so I was going to ask him after I spend more time looking at them and comparing them to my own.

If the results really did belong to my brother GC then it was interesting seeing which groups of ancestors did he possibly inherit genes from, siblings et cetera will not usually get the exact same results because what you do and not inherit can be random so you can have ancestor who will not show up in your results for various reasons, and so being able to see more of our ancestry represented would be nice and to see how our results compare.

The science and everything behind this is not exactly clear-cut or advanced enough or standardized enough yet to go back that far or to be as accurate as we would like, nonsense like race et cetera has really messed up things when it comes to things like this, and many groups are not properly represented in the databases.

But I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

My Ancestor’s House?

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Last night I barely remember part of my last dream, which took place during the day in a fictional place, and I was at an apartment/barracks-like place for military-like people; but I am not sure why I was there, how I got there, or anything else.

I just remember there being some off-duty-like military-like people, in this multi-floor building, and many of the rooms were dorm-like rooms with several people sharing each room.

Some of the people there had handguns either on them or by their beds, a few people were cleaning their handguns, and there was an armory in the building where the assault rifles and other equipment were stored; but I did not get to see it in the dream.

Many of the people were just relaxing, it seemed to be a weekend or Friday afternoon, and most of the people at the building were gone; and I spent most of my time talking with a man and a woman who were both room-mates.

The man reminded me of my former classmate JW, he was not very smart but he was an easy-going-type person, and the woman reminded me of Motoko Kusanagi (The Major) from Ghost In The Shell; she was a serious and tough woman, and she spent most of her time cleaning her handgun & equipment.

At some point something strange happened somewhere in the building, an attack from a strange threat of some kind happened, there was some fighting around the building but we did not get to see most of it really; and the few people at the building seemed to be losing the fight.

The woman got her handgun & equipment ready & she gave me a handgun, and she tried to get us to the armory but the threats had that area blocked; and so it was too dangerous for us to try to get to the armory.

The woman tried to help the others contain the threats indirectly, since we were on the upper-floor away from most of the fighting, but the others were getting killed; and most of the survivors started to run around the building trying to escape.

We tried to warn as many people as we could, we tried to help where we could, we tried to prepare to defend our floor, but the situation seemed hopeless as the threats moved closer & closer to our floor easily defeating anyone in their way; at some point the man & woman found their other roommate, who reminded me of my former classmate MB, and he acted like a drugged overly relaxed type person.

They kept trying to warn him of the dangerous situation but he seemed too drugged to care, and he just sat around on his bed talking & smiling in a drugged-like way; and so the man kept trying to bring him back to reality, but the woman kept trying to deal with the situation & I tried to help both of them.

The woman and I decided that we could not defend the floor or the building any longer, the threats were close to our floor & we were the only people left on our floor, and so we started to prepare to escape the building; but the man was till trying to get their room-mate to leave with us, but he would not leave.

The man told us that he would stay behind a bit longer trying to get their room-mate to leave too, we did not recommend it, but we wished him well & we prepared a ladder outside of our window, so that we could climb down to the ground.

We heard some of the threats reach our floor as we were leaving, and we warned the others to come with us; and we left as the two men stayed behind.

I guess the woman and I went separate ways or something after we got on the ground, because I do not remember seeing her again after that, and I somehow came across my mom; and we drove away.

I remember us talking and there was a flashback of some of my supposed ancestors who used to live in this nice large stone-like house, some direct & indirect family members lived together in this one house, and it seemed more like a house for a rich family in an older whitish/grayish stone-like house that had a semi-ancient style to it.

There was a flashback of family members dressed in clothing of an unknown style, about to eat & drink together at a large stone-like table, it was a nice flashback of a large family living together; but then the flashback stopped and I told my mom about it, and I asked her to show me where the house was so we drove to it.

The house was now an upper class hotel it seemed and we walked in but no one was at the desk or around, and so we started to explore the house looking for areas I had seen in my flashbacks.

I remember that we saw an open door to a room so we went inside, but we heard voices, and so we started to leave the room; but someone heard us leaving & we heard them calling the front desk about intruders.

We panicked a bit and hid in another room as security looked for us and they found us, and they brought us to the front desk; and the worker behind the front desk questioned us.

We told him that we had come to see the house, since it used to be a house that some of our ancestor’s used to live in, and that we had not seen anyone at the front desk & so we started to explore & we went into a room not knowing that someone was in there & that we had panicked when they called security.

The worker did not seem to believe us and he was ready to kick us out, but I got angry, and I started to argue with him; and I showed him our driver licenses to prove who we were and that our ancestor’s did used to live in the house.

He started to listen a bit more to us but he was still a bit suspicious, and he wanted to make a call to the heads of the family to see if we were really part of the family; and so we waited for him to make the call.

I started to wonder if the house was owned by the former slave masters of some of my ancestor’s, whose family name my family probably took/used/kept for their family name, and so the heads of the family would probably not know us, since we were descendants of their former slaves.

Either way, the flashbacks showed me that some of my ancestors did live in the house as part of the family, whether they were slaves or not; and I felt that we had a right to see the house at least, and I was willing to argue my point to the heads of the family, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

A Dead Hyena-Like Creature + A Woman On The Couch + Sleep Paralysis With Hallucinations = ?

Describing what I experienced before waking up will not be easy, I have lost details due to being awakened paralyzed and in fear, but I can say that I have not quite experienced anything/dream/whatever it was like last night; I remember telling myself that this was probably the scariest dream I have had even though it was not scary at times in the usual sense but more of a freaky Japanese-style horror scary, but at the same time I do not think that I felt that threatened or threatened at all by the woman or what ever she was.

All I can say now is that this description will not do this dream/experience justice and will not accurately describe what I experienced, my limited memory and bad writing skills, and my language of English will not properly describe what I experienced very well; it did not even feel like my dream, or that much like a dream, it was very strange.

I do not remember how it started or what part of the dream this is at, but I remember being in my parent’s yard near where the basketball goal is and someone was in the middle of the yard looking at something; so I went to see what was happening.

I am not sure who or what this person looked like and I can not remember if it was a man or woman, I just remember them looking at a larger than average dead Hyena-like creäture on the ground, and they were trying to investigate what happened to it.

The person said that they thought it was probably killed by another Hyena-like creäture or two, and that its face had been ripped off; the person described a bit about Hyenas or the Hyena-like creatures I think, but that is all that I remember and I think that the person mentioned that another Hyena-like creäture or two could be on the loose so they probably needed to be found before more things or people were killed.

The next thing that I can remember is being in a house that looked exactly like my grandfather’s house, no one else seemed to be there, the place had a strange feeling to it that is hard to describe, I had a strange feeling that is hard to describe, and at this point I do not think it felt like a dream anymore or at least not my dream; I wish I could describe things more clearly but I think that I felt somewhat trapped in this place/dream world & I felt that feeling along with other feelings, but important details are missing from this dream due to the dramatic experience that I had after waking up from this dream.

Anyway, in the house I found out that I was not exactly alone, and I felt and maybe heard and/or saw something/someone a few times.

It looked like a woman, I do not think she talked at first, and I think that she would only appear briefly and then she would disappear like a ghost/spirit/soul/whatever you want to call it.

I felt what I think may/might be described as a feeling of being somewhat locked/trapped into this place/dream world and it was like my mind was cloudy and/or my mind was in a weird state and/or it felt like something was causing me to be somewhat clueless/confused/limited, it is too hard to describe in words, and I felt that something wanted me there/in the dream world and/or for me to stay there/in the dream world and/or something needed my help/needed me maybe, and this place/dream world did not feel like a dream (world) and it did not feel like my dream (world) but the dream (world) or place (world) of someone/something else.

It was like I had stumbled/entered into the dream (world) or place (world) of someone/something else,  I did not feel in control of the dream (world) and I did not feel/have my dream abilities/powers, such as/like being able to wake myself up from a dream, and the place did not feel familiar and/or like the normal dream experience, and it did not feel like a lucid dream.

At some point the spirit or what ever of the woman led me to the family room by appearing and disappearing I think, and on the couch there was the same woman who kept appearing and disappearing even though her real body stayed on the couch, I think her name sounded like it was of Japanese origin or another Asian language of origin maybe; I think it started with something like Suki or Yuki combined with something else, but I could be wrong, I guess that she told me her name and/or I just knew her name somehow, and I think that she explained some things/information/knowledge to me.

As usual in dreams when usually female dream characters or dream characters share hidden/secret/important information/knowledge, I usually forget what was said/shared, unfortunately; I think that the woman had long black hair, that she was older than me, and I think that she looked somewhat like a combination of the stereotype of how an average citizen of Japan or an average citizen of certain other countries in Asia usually look & the stereotype of how a member of a Native American tribe is usually looks.

I am not sure if the woman was dead or dying or in a coma or sleeping; but her body was on the couch, but she was appearing to me and disappearing as a spirit or whatever while her body still remained on the couch; and at first I do not think her spirit or whatever could move and she could only appear briefly and disappear, but she started to slowly be able to appear longer and move and even talk the more we tried to communicate with each other.

At some point in the dream after she told me some things, probably about herself and some other secret information/knowledge, that I can not remember, I walked around the house still feeling weird and probably feeling somewhat scared, not of the woman but of the strong feelings that I was feeling that I can not quite describe.

The feelings of not being in my own dream and/or not being in my own place, and feeling almost trapped in the dream/place of someone/something else and the strange blurry/foggy-like feeling that felt like something was clouding my mind or something, like it was trying to keep me there/in the dream world/place and/or like it was trying to prevent me from controlling things/the dream or prevent me from leaving or prevent me from even thinking of leaving and/or trying to control things/the dream.

At some point I walked into a bathroom and I looked around, the woman appeared to me several times, I could even see her reflection in the mirror at times; and I think that she tried to explain something to me about how the more that she appeared to me & the more that she tried to communicate with me and the more that I tried to communicate with her or something, the longer she could appear to me & the longer she could communicate with me and the more realistic she would be/appear and/or the more attached that I would get to the dream world/place.

It is hard to describe and I am not sure exactly, but I do know that I could start to feel her presence more as the dream progressed and at one point she touched my arm and I could somewhat feel her hand/touch, which was surprising since she was a spirit or whatever.

It was like slowly her spirit or whatever was becoming stronger or being allowed to enter the dream world/place longer and/or in a more realistic way, I was able to see and communicate with her better the longer and more we communicated, but I think that I started feel more trapped/attached in/to the dream world/place as the dream progressed; but I started to feel like that might/may not be a bad thing, it was an odd/strange feeling and it is too hard to describe.

It seemed that it was also getting easier for her to communicate with me the more that she appeared to me & the more that she tried to communicate with me and the more that I tried to communicate with her, after the bathroom conversation, I walked back to the family room to where her real body was laying on the couch.

I think that part of me wanted to know what was going on exactly, what had happened to her, what did she want from me, what could I do to help her, what were the strange feelings I felt, and many more questions; but it was very hard for me to think, it was like something was preventing/limiting me from thinking much/clearly and/or that the longer that I was there, the harder it would get for me to think, maybe.

I think that I also tried to think about the information/knowledge that she told/gave me, which I can not remember now at all, but I think that some of the information/knowledge was about her, some of it may/might have been secret information/knowledge, and some of it may/might have been ancestral information about her family and/or mine; but I do not know or remember, unfortunately.

At some point I heard knocking on the door in the hallway, so I went to answer it and I think that two boys were at the door, or the spirits or whatever of two boys about the age of my brothers D&D.

I let them in and I think that they started looking around the house, I did not know who the boys were and wondered where they came from, where were their parents, and what did they want.

I think that they said a few things to me and then they went into the family room where the woman’s real body was laying on the couch and they may/might have seen her and they may/might have asked some questions, but I am not sure & I can not remember; and I am also not sure if the woman’s spirit or whatever appeared while they were there or not.

At some point the boys either left the house or they went into another part of the house, and I think that I felt that the woman had either sent the boys to the house and/or that the boys were an illusion made by her and/or that she was either trying to test me and/or that she was trying to tell me/show me something using the boys; but I am not sure.

I think/ I am guessing that she wanted me to stay there with her, maybe forever, and/or she wanted me to help her with something and/or that she needed me for something and/or she was just curious about me and/or she was trying to share some information/knowledge with me; and I think that she started to mention something about the two boys that had come, and she may/might have mentioned more about herself, but something woke me up in the real world.

I already had the strange/odd feelings constantly throughout the dream like fear, confusion, curiosity, comfort, et cetera; and so when I woke up I still had some of those feelings, but to my surprise the feelings were even more intense in the real world.

I was paralyzed, I had been awakened by one of my brothers at a bad time, and so my body was paralyzed (sleep paralysis) and I felt the normal intense feelings of fear and et cetera that comes during sleep paralysis; I also had an hallucination, I saw either the missing Hyena-like creäture from the first dream that might have killed the other Hyena-like creäture or it was something that looked like a Huge Hyena-like creäture standing on two feet like a human, and it stuck its head through the opened door of the room and it was looking at my brother & it was smiling with big sharp teeth & it had a Huge Head.

It was very large like the dead Hyena-like creäture earlier in my dream, I was very scared and I tried to get up to attack the Hyena-like creäture and/or to move my brother out-of-the-way so that he would not be attacked by the Hyena-like creäture, but I was still paralyzed; and so I tried to scream to my brother to warn him about the Hyena-like creäture, but I could not talk.

I fought hard trying to move or scream, but the best I could do was make a small sound that my brother did not notice/hear, at this point I was in a panic until I realized that I was experiencing sleep paralysis & so the Hyena-like creäture probably was not real; I have had sleep paralysis a few times before in the past, each time being a scary experience with intense feelings and a feeling of a presence of something/someone being in the room & I am always paralyzed of course and a few times I have had hallucinations like hearing and/or seeing things during the sleep paralysis, and so I knew how to handle the situation at this point.

I just closed my eyes and I tried to relax as my intense feelings started to fade away and I started to be able to move again, and then the Hyena-like creäture slowly started to move its Huge Head with sharp teeth back out of the room where I could no longer see it, while smiling the entire time, until it disappeared I guess.

This dramatic awakening with sleep paralysis is what caused the loss of a lot of the details of this very strange unique dream/experience or whatever, I wish I could have saved those details, so that I could better understand what happened and so that I could have explained it better.

All that I know is that my description of the events did not do a good job of explaining the dream/experience well enough in my opinion, but it was a very strange dream along with a rare awakening that made things even more strange and intense.

Then end,
-John Jr 🙂

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