Tours & Warnings

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was outside during the day in another country somewhere in Asia, maybe India, and the dream involved tours.

I was a tour guide and / or was on several tours of some parts of the country, but some people throughout the dream kept warning me to not visit a certain area or certain areas in the country.

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I had more dreams but I did not record them, and so those dreams are forgotten now.

Dream 1

This dream was possibly a forgotten dream from another day that I suddenly remembered today while walking in the living room during a thunderstorm.

Going To A Movie Theater & Food Stand In A Shopping Mall

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day in a fictional LC-like city, and my parent’s and I were in this city possibly visiting my brothers KD and TD at college but I am not sure.

At some point my parent’s and I drove to a shopping mall in separate automobiles, my parent’s were probably with me at the mall at first, but at some point I do not remember seeing them anymore.

Several Different Secretive Groups Trying To Recruit Me

This morning I once again had a battle between my conscious and my body/subconscious where I kept trying to go back to sleep and keep dreaming, but my body/subconscious wanted to stay awake to get ready for work.

This caused me to keep briefly going back to sleep to continue the dream and/or dreaming while also trying to remember the dream because I did not feel like getting out of bed to voice record my dreams, but each time that this happened I forgot more and more of my dream(s) until I can now only barely remember part of my last dream.

This dream was probably partly inspired by the 2016 Ohio State University Attack, which I had only previously seen a headline (title for a news story) for but I never did read or listen to or watch a news report about it, but my mind still probably used just that headline as partial inspiration for this dream.

All that I can remember of this dream (probably a continuing dream because I kept waking up and going back to sleep) from last night is that it took place during the day probably at a college campus, and I remember a nice college cafeteria being a common location in this dream.

During this dream at least three (maybe more) different secretive groups were trying to recruit me and/or were targeting me, depending on the group, and this happened throughout the dream at random times when I would be approached and/or targeted by one or more members of these different secretive groups.

At least one of these groups seemed like an intelligence agency of a different (foreign) country, at least one of these groups seemed like an international terrorist group, and at least one of these groups seemed like an underground resistance group (maybe a civil rights et cetera group who were possibly trying to protect/defend (with violence if necessary) people from some of the other groups, but I have no idea now that I have forgotten all the important details of the dream) who probably somewhat reminded me of The Railroad from the video game Fallout 4 and this group was probably called Roots or root was in the name but I think that their group was called Roots but I could be wrong (and that name reminded me of the History channel miniseries Roots).

I probably did not join any of the groups, I kept turning some of them down while I probably stayed neutral to one or more groups for now, and so one or more of the groups were probably targeting and spying on me and probably still trying to recruit me so there was one or more attacks that happened in this dream that were carried out by one or more of these groups who were probably targeting me and/or trying to frame me (if they could not get me to join them or if they could not kill me) while trying to prove a point (to show what they are capable of) to me hoping to get or force me to join them.

During the end of the dream I was walking around this college campus with my former male classmate JC and we went to the nice college cafeteria, which was more like a restaurant, and when I was leaving there was an attack that started where a male student with light-colored skin with dark-colored hair wearing a white button shirt with dark dress pants who looked like a smart student from somewhere in Asia (Asian) started shooting people with a pistol outside in the courtyard as everyone was walking along the sidewalks.

This student was probably part of the international terrorist-like group who had kept trying to recruit me but I kept turning them down, and so this attack was probably targeting me and if I did not join them they would probably try to frame me as part of this attack if they could not kill me.

I remember seeing the student smiling as he walked around shooting people, he possibly said something to me (possibly asking me if I would join them, and I refused) and then he possibly pointed his pistol at me, and maybe a member of the Roots group helped me which possibly gave me and/or us a chance to disarm and/or defeat and/or kill the shooter but I can not remember because my memory of this dream is too unclear now.

All that I know is that I was possibly never directly attacked in this dream but I possibly was targeted, other people were harmed during these attacks but not me, and maybe the Roots group had helped defend people in those other attacks.

I probably thanked the member of the Roots group for the help, they seemed like a positive group but I still had no plans on joining any group, but I was interested learning more about them and possibly helping them sometimes without joining them.

The member of the Roots group said a few things before leaving the scene of the attack, it was still not clear if I would be blamed as being part of this attack or not because I was not sure if the terrorist-like group had set any false evidence to set me up or not, and so I stayed trying to decide what to do and to probably help the wounded while we wait for emergency services to arrive.

But that is all that I can remember now after slowly forgetting more and more of this dream every time that I went back to sleep without voice recording it.

The end,

-John Jr

Happy Endings

Daily Prompt

The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called Happy Endings, and this is what it said:

Tell us about something you’ve tried to quit.

Did you go cold turkey, or for gradual change?

Did it stick?

And this is my response:

I tried to quit using contractions when I write/type many years ago when I was in public school, contractions were looked down on when doing research papers and reports et cetera, and so I decided that it would be easier to just avoid using contractions in all of my writings. 😀

I stopped cold turkey.

Yes, it stuck mostly, but I probably still use contractions when I talk.

Dream

Somehow I forgot the rest of my dreams that I had last night and I forgot the earlier parts of this dream and I did not voice record this dream, but I still barely remember part of my last dream which took place during the day inside a maybe one-story building that was possibly a business/office with house-like areas.

Most of my family and I were there except for my brother CC, no one seemed to be in the business/office-like areas like it was closed, and we were in the house-like areas but I am not sure if we lived there or not; and the house-like areas were along the walls which were mostly made of glass and/or had a lot of windows so you could usually clearly see outside, and it was a nice view into the quiet parking lot in a quiet neighborhood.

I remember sitting, walking, talking, maybe watching television, maybe eating and drinking, looking through the walls/windows, et cetera with my family and alone until an unknown married couple (husband and wife) joined us.

The husband was a somewhat older possibly balding man with whitish colored skin and the wife was a short woman with yellowish/whitish/light-brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair whose family was from a country in Asia, and I remember them being very relaxed and friendly; and they treated us like we all knew each other, like friends, and I remember talking with them for a while until I left the building alone at some point.

It was a nice day and I remember walking through the neighborhood until I reach a trail that crossed a mostly cleared out wilderness area with a bit of water that crossed into a small field that led to another neighborhood, I remember stopping on a natural dirt/grass/island or bridge that crossed the shallow water, and maybe there was a bed or table or something there; and I remember changing some of my clothing for some unknown reasons.

While I was trying to put some pants on and some of my other clothing, a group of kids from the other neighborhood ran over to play, and I remember a boy with dark-brownish colored skin stopping to ask me questions while I was trying to finish putting my clothes on; and I remember answering his questions as I got dressed, and when I was finished dressing I started to walk to cross the other neighborhood.

My former male schoolmate and one-time classmate GR was walking from the other neighborhood, he recognized me and he greeted me, and I remember him asking me some questions; and I remember him asking me where I lived, when he found out that I was still living in the city of D he was surprised, and he said that if he had known this that then he would have been visiting me; and it seemed that he was going to start doing that.

I was not comfortable with the idea so I started trying to ease into explaining why, I remember starting with mentioning my problem with several anxiety disorders (social anxiety disorder, generalized anxiety disorder) and I was going to slowly start to explain what they were and some of the ways that they have effected/affected me, and my former schoolmate/classmate GR immediately interrupted me and he started saying something about them causing problems with anger; which is not so accurate in my case, he started explaining how that anger can build up and things like that and how it was not healthy, and I listened uncomfortably as I waited to explain some of the ways that my anxiety disorders have effected/affected me but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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