I got in bed too late, I still have a variety of dreams that I woke up remembering and that I almost recorded, but I did not record those dreams so now most of my dreams are now forgotten unfortunately except for barely part of my last dream.
This dream started inside a one-story house where an Israeli (possibly Jewish) family (grandmother, mother, young daughter, and maybe a few others) with light-color skin lived, I am not sure if I was in the dream or not, either way no one was acknowledging my existence at this point if I was in the dream at this point.
The family seemed to be preparing something and were walking to a room, they had at least two Indian (India) servants (a grandmother or elderly mother and maybe her adult granddaughter or daughter) with medium-color skin, and the servants were in a room on a break it seemed so maybe the older servant was sleeping while the younger one seemed to be sitting on the floor in a cross-legged position like she was meditating or praying or something.
I had more dreams but I kept going back to sleep without recording them, and so now I can only barely remember one part of one dream.
The dream involved me being inside a building with my former coworker Mr. CG from The BP School Board Computer / IT (Information Technology) Department, and he and / or we were working on fixing a computer / electronics / IT problem of some kind.
At some point I remember Mr. CG saying something in reference to someone (possibly himself and / or someone else) and / or something having multiple eye colors (maybe blue and green in one or both eyes) where he said something at the end of his sentence like: “Like your people.”.
I was confused and surprised for a moment, what did he mean by your people, and then I assumed that he either guessed or somehow knew that some of my ancestors possibly had multiple eye colors like that.
For a moment I wondered how did he know that, but him guessing that would not be so hard so I stopped thinking about it because it was possible based on the various locations my ancestors were from.
I got in bed too late so I did not get enough sleep and I only voice recorded part of the end of my last dream which is an unclear and confusing dream with a changing dream character, and so all of my other dreams are forgotten now except for the end of this dream.
All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that it took place during the day in the city of D, my mom was taking care of a fictional old family member who was sick, and this fictional old family member’s condition got worse to where they were unconscious / sleep and would not wake up so my mom had me take this fictional old family member to a fictional low-cost clinic (urgent care walk-in clinic I assume) that was inside a fictional store in the shopping center by W Park near where maybe the Goodwill should be.
My male cousin DE was with us and we had the fictional old family member in a hospital-like bed / stretcher with wheels so you could push the bed, like the bed my grandfather CE used to have near the end of his life, and I drove us to the store / clinic.
I remember parking in the parking lot and we pushed the bed as we rushed to the store / clinic because we were not sure how much time our fictional old family member had left to live or what was wrong with them, getting through the doors was a struggle, and so I had to open both doors and we had to tilt and lift the bed to get it through as some customers stared at us like something was wrong with us.
I remember yelling for some help and letting the employees know that we had an emergency, the employees looked and acted very unprofessional and unsympathetic / unempathetic and lazy and like they did not care about their jobs or customers, and one or two of them maybe put on a vest or some equipment switching from their job in the store to their job in the clinic.
A female employee who acted like she did not care at all led us to the middle of the store which was an open area that was used as the clinic, and she asked me some questions about the fictional old family member as part of the sign-in process et cetera.
I did not have much information at all and my mom was the one who knew some things about their symptoms, and so I was not able to answer some of the questions and I asked her to please run some tests and check their vitals et cetera; but she just wanted to ask questions instead of actually doing something.
I remember trying to answer the questions the best that I could while constantly asking them to please do something, I remember another female employee watching us who looked somewhat like my coworker Mrs. ML, and maybe eventually I got them to get a nurse or doctor or another employee who slightly glanced at our fictional old family member.
This fictional old family member was possibly a man at first but I can not remember, then at the clinic they probably changed into a woman, and at first they were possibly just a distant cousin or some kind of other distant relative but later they changed into maybe a grandfather and then a grandmother without me noticing these possible changes.
I remember my cousin DE and me continuing to struggle to try to get the employees to run some tests or something, and then I remember something strange that was almost like a dream within a dream or something where I was there but I was somehow seeing something that was like a monologue in a movie or maybe I was seeing inside the mind of our old family member who was still unconscious but I have no idea what this was or what was going on exactly.
I just remember seeing a woman who I thought had light-color skin that I thought was whitish-color skin at first with short-to-medium curly maybe brown hair, her hairstyle and clothing and the colors in this scene looked like something from an older time period like maybe the 1920s – 1960s but who knows, and so it was like seeing something in the past or seeing someone who is imaging / dreaming of themselves in the past like this part of the dream was from someone else’s mind or memory (almost like ancestral memory or another dreamer or something).
The woman was sitting on or next to a bed alone in a room and maybe she stood up and walked around sometimes during her monologue, and she gave this long angry negative bitter hate-filled monologue where she was talking down on people in the past who used to be slaves and their descendants who did not resist being enslaved or who stopped resisting and who started trying to adapt and survive to their new lives as slaves and post-old style slavery.
She felt that these ancestors and descendants were a disgrace, she said many negative things about them, and why she felt the way that she did and what she thought that they should have done and what they should be doing now.
She felt that those ancestors should have never stopped resisting being slaves and that their descendants should still be resisting the descendants of the slave masters et cetera and resisting the various cultural and societal et cetera systems that still negatively impact them today.
She was so bitter and angry and hate-filled and passionate about this, it was like if someone’s dead ancestor was somehow able to see their living descendants from another dimension or plane of existence (like since their death they have been in a place that allowed them to still see the living world over the years since their death), and then be disappointed in them and in some of their other ancestors.
I remember her specifically saying that maybe the ancestors of the family or some of the families who started the Nestlé company possibly used to own slaves, and she felt that the current descendants of slaves should still be resisting that family or those families even now.
At first it seemed like an all-out attack on slaves and former slaves and their descendants, like someone from the outside, but then it started to seem that maybe she was actually possibly a descendant of slaves too and she was just extra harsh and bitter on them and about this and about how things went down back then and how they are still going today.
It seemed that she possibly hated most of her family and was probably a very negative person so her family probably avoided her too and she probably avoided them because she probably looked down on most of them in disappointment because she expected better from them, and so she probably died alone or was dying alone.
She was a stubborn strong independent bitter angry mean person it seemed, but eventually I started to feel that deep down she really cared about her family and ancestors and descendants and was just very disappointed and bitter and angry et cetera.
Near the end of this monologue it started to seem that maybe her skin color was actually a very light-brown, her overall skin color was light and could seem whitish, but it was possibly a bit darker than it seemed but it was hard to tell because of the old style colors and the distance that she was at as she gave her monologue like a bitter dead person or dying person trapped in another plane of existence or as a memory passed on to a descendant or something.
I got the impression that the woman had married into a wealthier family than her own with whitish-color skin, I got the impression that her skin color and appearance made this possible because she did not look how most people would expect a descendant of those slaves she had talked about to look, and this raised her to a higher social standing but she was still bitter and not happy about the state of things and her ancestors and descendants.
After that dream scene or whatever it was ended my attention was returned back to the store / clinic, maybe we got the employees to finally do something or almost do something, and I remember maybe the employee who somewhat reminded me of my coworker Mrs. ML commenting about the dream scene or whatever that I just saw where she said something like: “No wonder most of her family avoid her, she was a terrible person, and she was probably treated them terribly.” or something like that.
Then the employees left to either get the results or they wanting to just wait and observe our old family member or they just left us hanging, I just remember my cousin DE and me sitting and waiting with our unconscious old family member, who eventually possibly changed to one or both of my dead grandparent’s (my grandfather CE and my grandmother DE) or fictional version of them or I just started to sense or see this old family member as one or more of them at various points.
At the end I saw this old family member in a positive way and I was worried about their condition because, and I probably saw them as my dead grandmother DE or a fictional version of her at the end without any of the negative stuff from the possible previous version of this dream character.
But that is all that I can remember of this confusing dream.
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.
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.