A Burnie Burns-Like Man Lets Us Spend The Night

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I remember my brother GC and I being inside a hotel-like room or rooms or apartment in another city, some of the rest of my family was possibly in the dream earlier but I can not remember, and this hotel room or rooms or apartment belonged to a Burnie Burns-like man.

The Burnie Burns-like man was the owner of a business, probably a Rooster Teeth-like business, and he had a wife or girlfriend and at least one child who were also there.

The Burnie Burns-like man invited us to spend the night because the hotel room(s) or apartment was so big and had so many rooms, and the next morning he gave us a ride in his automobile but I am not sure where we were going (maybe back home to our city).

We parked in a parking lot of a gas station, I remember my former male classmate DH being with us at this point, and we were talking.

I remember the Burnie Burns-like man talking about how he was rich and had several hotel and / or apartments and homes (so he had more than him and his family needed) so him letting us spend the night was not a problem at all, I had probably thanked him for letting us spend the night, and I told him about how my entire family used to share one hotel room on vacations and my family is bigger than his.

I told him some stories about this and how the hotel rooms that we would go to were much smaller than the one he had, and I remember being amazed by how many rooms were in his hotel room.

At some point a male employee with light-medium color skin walked over to us very slowly and zombie-like, and he just stood there so my former classmate DH got annoyed and asked him what he wanted but the employee continued to act zombie-like without responding.

My brother GC and I possibly knew this male employee and we let them know that he was just joking / playing around, the employee then stopped his act, and he laughed and let them know that he was just joking.

We said a few things to him and then he went back inside the gas station to continue working, but I woke up.

Dream 2

This dream was inspired by episode 9 (Sock Puppets) of the television series Homeland (season 6), which I watched last night, and it involved a situation that was inspired by a situation involving the character Max who applied for a job at a mysterious tech startup to try to find out what is really going on there because that was the last place that a FBI agent had visited before he was murdered.

In my dream a man with light-color skin applied for a job at a mysterious tech startup to infiltrate it to see what it is really about because it seemed that it was possibly a front organization / business being used by a government intelligence agency and a private company, and that they were involved in illegal activities.

Like in episode 9 and in a video clip for the future episode 10 of Homeland, this mysterious tech startup was involved in using large amounts of fake social media accounts for various purposes, and they were doing illegal and unethical things with these fake social media accounts.

The man and several other people who worked there did not like what they were doing, and so they started to meet secretly to complain among each other and to try to decide what they should do about this.

They were considering trying to expose this operation to the public but doing so would be dangerous and could get them killed, and so they were trying to figure out if there was a way to do this safely but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

Glitter

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

Glitter

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

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And this is my response:

Many years ago when my parent’s bought me my current automobile, glitter was one of the things that I had a hard time trying to clean out of my automobile, and it probably took a few years until I got all of it out.

I guess the previous owner had a little daughter who liked glitter or something, but who knows.

The end,

-John Jr

An Arm Gets Stabbed Through My Chest And Gillian Anderson Is My Teacher?

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Forgotten Dreams

Last night I got in bed after 5 AM, it seems that I almost immediately had a dream after going to sleep because I remember waking up suddenly from whatever I was dreaming about like something unusual and/or shocking and interesting happened during the dream, and when I woke up it felt like I had just went to sleep.

I remembered what ever I had just dreamed about because it was short because I woke up suddenly because of whatever was happening in the dream, whatever happened was interesting enough that I wanted to get out of bed to voice record it so that I would not forget it because I wanted to share it, but I accidentally went back to sleep without getting out of bed.

After accidentally going back to sleep I had another dream almost immediately it seems that also caused me to suddenly wake up from whatever was happening, whatever happened in this second short dream was also interesting enough that I wanted to get out of bed to voice record it so that I would not forget it because like the first dream I probably remembered almost everything, but I once again accidentally went back to sleep without getting out of bed.

After this I possibly had one or more false awakening dreams where I recorded my dreams not realizing that I was still dreaming, I probably kept trying to remember both dreams during these dreams, but eventually I woke up again and I unfortunately forgot the first two dreams except maybe one of them involved something school-related and one more thing from one of them.

I am not sure if either of those dreams went lucid or not or if I did a reality check in either one, I just remember maybe an arm being stabbed through my body from my back and it came out the front of my chest, but instead of blood and pain et cetera that you would expect from something like this I think that the arm went through my body like the arm and/or my body was not solid or physical like it was in a ghost/spirit/non-solid/non-physical form or something strange like that but I can not remember.

I am not sure if this was part of a reality check or sleep paralysis or lucid dream or if it caused me to realize that I was dreaming or what happened, but that is the only thing that I could remember of either of those two dreams after struggling to remember anything from those two dreams after accidentally going back to sleep several times without voice recording them and after possibly having to deal with false awakening dreams and normal dreams messing up my memory which led to me forgetting those dreams.

This is very disappointing because I remembered most or all of both dreams, I wanted to record and share what happened in those dreams because something interesting and strange and shocking happened that I really wanted to remember and share like it was something that was possibly somewhat important, but now I can not remember those two dreams or the possibly false awakening dreams or the normal dreams except for part of my last dream. 😔

Remembered Dream

All that I can remember of this last dream from last night is that it took place in the morning, I was with my former male classmate JC, and we seemed to be hanging out and having fun while getting ready for school inside a house.

I remember us leaving by automobile and I think that I was driving, and we drove to our school which was a small building in the city of D near where maybe Taco Bell should be.

The school building was probably just one classroom with a small parking lot, we went inside the building to our classroom, and we sat at desks among other students including our former male classmate LT.

The actress Gillian Anderson was our teacher and she probably spoke with her English (British) accent, during the class I think that some of the students were disrupting the class like our former classmate LT, and so Mrs. Anderson had to stop the class to talk with them.

While this was happening I noticed that I was wearing my black synthetic jogging pants (sweatpants) that are torn in the groin to almost butt area, and so I wanted to go to my automobile to see if I had any other pants to wear.

I wanted to let Mrs. Anderson know but she was busy dealing with the rude students and I did not want the entire class to know, and so I decided to just quietly leave outside and hope that no one notices.

My classmate JC sneaked out with me but the door made a noise as we were sneaking out, and then our teacher Mrs. Anderson walked over to us angrily and disappointed in us.

I remember Mrs. Anderson standing very close to us lecturing us, she incorrectly assumed that we were trying to sneak away to skip school for the day, and so I tried to explain the situation to her.

I remember feeling disappointed in myself for not just telling Mrs. Anderson first like I wanted to, I was disappointed that she was disappointed in me because I was one of her good students it seemed, and so she was extra disappointed in me because she did not expect something like this from me.

I remember explaining the situation to Mrs. Anderson and trying to convince her that I was telling the truth, I reminded her that I had never lied to her before and that I would not do something like that, but I woke up as I was doing this or after this when I was looking in my automobile trying to see if me and/or my former classmate JC had any pants that I could wear.

The end,

-John Jr

What If And A Delivery And A Little Girl?

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I barely remember part of the end of my last dream from last night, and all that I can remember of the end of this dream is that it took place during the day.

The dream involved the past, present, and future with a group of people sitting at maybe a table inside a house or building talking about what if situations/scenarios and asking what if questions et cetera.

I can not remember the details of their conversation except for one part of their conversation where a man in the group was trying to decide which teacher or teachers to hire, and so he was asking what if questions and coming up with what if scenarios for each person who he was considering hiring.

The next thing that I remember is a man with whitish-color skin who had recently gotten a high-level job on a school board (maybe he was the new person over the school board) who was exploring what if questions and what if scenarios, and he had recently hired several people to fill several various school (teachers et cetera) and school board (school board members et cetera) related jobs.

The man was trying to figure out if he made the right decisions for each of the people he hired, he wondered if they were the best people for the job, and he also wanted to know if any of them would try to take his job and/or get him removed from his job to be replaced by someone else one day like he was worried about enemies now that he had such a high-level job at the school board.

The man was very focused on what if, so focused that after going over various what ifs alone and maybe with the group from earlier in the dream, he decided to go personally visit and talk to/interview/question/interrogate each person who he had hired.

The man then left in a futuristic spacecraft or aircraft of some kind maybe, my memory is too unclear, and he flew to each person who he had hired and he talked with them asking them various questions trying to figure out if he had made the correct choice in hiring them or not.

He flew to and visited several of these people but I can only remember part of one of the visits where he visited a woman with whitish-color skin with somewhat curly yellow hair, who he had hired as a teacher, and she did not seem/look/act/sound very smart and she did not seem like a teacher and she did not seem very professional.

She seemed like the air-headed, relaxed, chew bubble gum, twirl her hair and put on makeup, et cetera type who did not really want to be a teacher but she needed a job so she decided to try it; and she probably somewhat sounded like and somewhat reminded me of Harley Quinn.

I remember the man talking to her and questioning her inside her house, outside her house, and eventually in his spacecraft or aircraft as they flew around in the sky.

The woman seemed to have the wrong idea about what was going on, she seemed impressed that a high-level person would visit her like this and that he was giving her so much attention, and so maybe she thought that he was interested in her romantically so she was enjoying this.

The woman probably took advantage of this situation by having him take her to dinner and pay for it, maybe having him take her to one or more stores and having him pay for the stuff she wanted, having him fly her around various places that she wanted to see from the sky, et cetera.

During this he kept focusing on asking his questions, he knew that she was taking advantage of the situation and he probably realized that she was misinterpreting the situation but he was desperate for answers, and so he put up with it.

Eventually he finished asking all of his questions and he flew back to her house and he dropped her off, and he flew off to maybe continue his mission but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

The last part of the dream that I remember is that I was in the dream inside my parent’s house inside the kitchen, someone rang the doorbell and/or knocked on the front door, and I saw a large cardboard box leaning against the side of the front door that was shaped like maybe it could have a guitar in the box but I was not sure.

I assumed that the mail carrier was delivering a package to us, but when I looked closer through the window I saw someone who I thought was my female cousin DE at first until I realized how small she was.

I realized that it was not my cousin DE, this person seemed to be a little girl who probably could barely walk or talk, and so this confused me so I went to the door to see what she wanted.

The little girl had whitish-color skin and maybe she was wearing a pink or red jacket but I am not sure, she was very small, and outside our fence I saw an automobile (maybe truck or SUV) parked but I could not see through the windows to see if anyone was in it or not.

The little girl probably said something to me but I can not remember what (she probably could barely talk), I assumed that she was delivering the package, which confused me because she seemed to be too young and/or too small to be doing this and I wondered how did the package get there so I started to wonder if maybe the package had already been there and that she was here for something else.

I wondered who or if anyone was in the automobile and why would they let this little girl do this by herself, I kept looking toward the automobile to see if someone would come out or show themselves, and I waited for the girl to leave or do something but she just stood there so there was an awkward pause as I waited there in confusion.

I wish that I could remember what the girl said, I do remember asking her what did she want and where were her parent’s, but I woke up as I waited for a response and/or for her to leave and/or for someone inside the automobile to show themselves.

The end,

-John Jr

An Atlanta Inspired Dream?

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My sleep got interrupted last night when I woke up feeling somewhat hot and uncomfortable and sore and needing to urinate and I had not remembered any of my dreams at this point, after urinating I was having problems going back to sleep and I was still sore and uncomfortable and I ended up talking with my brother GC which cost me even more sleep, and eventually I was able to get comfortable enough to sleep by adding an extra pillow on top of my pillow(s) but there was only about an hour left before I had to wake up to get ready for work (so I did not get enough sleep).

In was during this time when I finally had a dream that I barely remembered part of, it was possibly inspired by a FX television series called Atlanta that I have never seen an episode of, but I have seen some commercials for it and I did see about three minutes of it during a commercial break once.

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during maybe a gray day and I was driving through a city when I stopped to park in a parking lot outside of three or more small connected (maybe not directly connected, but maybe indirectly connected) one-story brick buildings with the first building being a visitor/tourist center-like rest stop-like building where you could get pamphlets and food and drink from vending machines and use the bathroom.

I remember trying to figure out how to enter the first building or any of the buildings, eventually I figured it out, and another man probably entered the first building as well.

There were no employees there, it seemed to be a self-service type place where you get your own pamphlets and buy what you want from the vending machines and use the bathroom and sit down or leave, but I can not remember what I did other than look around and wait a bit.

At some point I tried to figure out how to enter the other two buildings, I remember maybe a woman with dark-brown skin and black hair and maybe one or two men with dark-brown skin and black hair driving up and parking in the parking lot, and they entered the second or third building so I followed them so that I could figure out how to enter the building(s) too because the design of these buildings were a bit confusing.

At some point we were inside a restaurant/diner/bar/club-like building, most people (maybe not all) in this dream had brownish colored skin (light, medium, and dark), and at some point there were some arguments and fights among some of the people and guns were drawn and some people got shot (the woman and one or two men who I had followed inside the building were involved in this as well).

This incident/part of the dream/dream and the characters in it were turned into a television series that seemed to probably be like a more violent version of the television series Atlanta, I have never seen an entire episode so I am not sure what that show is usually like, and I possibly partly knew that this was a dream or based on a dream maybe but the dream was probably not lucid because I possibly did not realize that I was still in a dream or I did not think about trying to control the dream or something like that but I am not sure.

The television series of this dream or that part of the dream followed various dream characters including the woman and the two men, the woman was involved in some drama that I can not remember (maybe romantic and baby daddy drama, and normal life struggles), and the two men were either brothers or friends who ended up joining a crew/gang and they went around with this crew/gang committing crimes.

So this television series followed these dream characters as they lived their lives, it was fiction and not a reality series so they were actors and actresses playing parts, and so there were various things that happened during this dream with a focus on drama and violence.

At the end of the dream the two men and their crew/gang were in a shootout after probably trying to rob and/or kill another crew/gang, something went wrong, and the two men who only cared about themselves decided to shoot at their enemies wildly while standing behind their crew/gang who were also shooting so they ended up shooting and killing their enemies and their own crew/gang.

The two men did not care about their crew/gang, they were just in it for the money/fun/protection/et cetera, and so after carelessly shooting and killing their own crew/gang and the enemy they simply shrugged their shoulders and celebrated their victory and said how they only cared about protecting each other because they were homies (their words) and said how they did not care about their crew/gang anyway and they left before the police could show up but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr