Waking Up From Heat And Dreams At A Shopping Center And Shopping Mall

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Friday or really Saturday morning when I went to sleep I kept waking up from dreams because I was getting too hot from the heaters because someone kept opening the bedroom door, I did not record my dreams during this time, and my sleep and dreams kept getting interrupted and I could not go back to sleep each time until I cooled down enough.

The only dreams that I can remember during that time involved me comparing computers and computer parts, which is what I was doing before going to sleep because I need a new computer because mine is broken, and I might resurrect my computer by buying another CPU for it depending on how much it costs now-a-days for an old CPU that will work in my old motherboard so that I can pass it on to my family.

Later I had a series of probably separate but similar or connected dreams that took place in the same dream world it seemed, and so I will type them as one because I am not sure when they end or begin.

I was not able to type these dreams Saturday so I am typing them today, but I will back date them to Saturday.

It seems that I will never get these dreams typed so I have a bit of a mental wall or block in the way, and so I will have to probably just type super lazy versions of these dreams to finally get them out because the day is almost over and I do not want to have to wait another day trying to type them.

All of these dreams took place during the evening and / or night.

In this dream most of my family and me seem to be living the front of  the inside of what looked like the Walmart in the city of D on the left main entrance that is closer to the garden section, and this was probably in the shopping center / shopping mall that is featured in all of these dreams.

We have beds when you first enter the store, the entrance lobby possibly had a bathroom, and I went there to lock the main door as people walked outside around the shopping center.

I turned off the lights in the entrance lobby but I decided to turn them back on because it looked nice, I found two flat IDE or ATA cables that go to a computer CD / DVD drive probably laying in a puddle of water in the lobby oddly, and so I picked them up and shook them off and moved them away from the water.

We were getting ready to maybe watch a movie and then go to sleep, but that is all that I can remember of this dream or part of the dream.

The next thing that I remember is walking around outside and inside the shopping center / shopping mall and there are a larger number of people speaking Spanish who seem to be from maybe Mexico compared to most of my dreams which was cool, they were not the majority, but it was interesting getting to hear more people than normal speaking another language.

Inside the mall I got some Chinese food in a carry out container in a bag with four fortune cookies, I walked outside and several kids whose family seemed to be from Mexico ran over to me wanting something and they could speak English and Spanish, and I gave them my fortune cookies and they ran way smiling to show their father who also spoke English and Spanish.

They said that a man gave them the fortune cookies and he had no idea who they were talking about so he told them to throw them away and to not take food from strangers like that, and so I walked over to let him know that it was me and he thanked me and he changed his mind and he let them keep them.

They start walking in the same direction as me outside and around the buildings, some of the father’s friends who seem like members of a Mexican gang walk over to join them and talk with the father in English and Spanish, we notice a damaged sports car or racing car in dried mud that has bent up rims and tires et cetera like it crashed so they stop to admire it and I stop too.

They say that it would be nice to fix that car up and I encourage them and tell them that sounds like a good idea that I think will work, and I made up a fun little news story of them doing that and how I think that they would do it which seemed to have boosted their inspiration even more and they said that they might try it.

The next thing that I remember is walking to a small one-story apartment building in the shopping center parking lot among the many other buildings, and I go to visit maybe my former male classmate DH who lives in one of the fictional apartments and somehow I know which one.

My former classmate DH is inside hanging out with two of our former male classmates, I wonder why they did not invite me, and I talk with them and then I sense that they did not want me around really so that is why they did not tell me.

I ask them if they have seen The Punisher television show on Netflix yet because I am still watching it, at least one of them has, and the other two have only seen part of it and gave up on it because it was too slow including DH.

They are about to leave as I am leaving and I notice that one of them is tied to a chair and reminds DH that he has to be untied so DH unties him and they say something to each other, this moment is strange, and makes me wonder if they are into some kind of bondage thing or something.

I do not even want to think about it and so I leave.

The next thing that I remember is walking outside and at the top of a slope in the parking lot I somehow see a comedy skit or something of some marionette puppets of some of the young characters from the television show Stranger Things and all of them are voiced and look somewhat like the actual characters except for the puppet of Louis who has two different skin tones and no voice, which I think is messed up but funny and strange.

After that in the distance at a Taco Bell-like place across the street I see a woman who looks like a thinner younger version of the actress Bryce Dallas Howard as a character like her character Lacie from the Black Mirror Season 3 episode Nosedive, and she has an axe and she is angrily and wildly hitting the glass wall / window with it trying to break it and with every hit there is a blood splatter but she can not break the glass.

In the parking lot of the shopping center ahead of me are some upper class young women hanging out being annoying and mean, they notice this too, and are worried at first.

But they soon realize that the woman is not real and that she can not break the glass, the woman seems to be either a spirit or ghost or digital clone of the real version of that woman who was somehow trapped in the glass or restaurant in a state of rage et cetera like a moment caught in time almost, and the story of this was explained in a forgotten dream.

The spirit or digital clone stops and wonders why blood keeps splattering when she hits the glass so she barely touches it and this still happens, she then seems to realize that she is trapped there and that she can not physically damage the glass, but then my attention and the young women’s attention is turned to an obese woman with light-color skin with maybe yellow / brown hair wearing a maybe lingerie wedding dress who falls in the parking lot.

The young women think that she is drunk after her wedding and they make fun of her outfit et cetera, as she is getting up I notice blood on her butt and / or groin, and I start to wonder if she was raped or something and then she angrily screams: Mother! and mumbles something else under her breath and she runs like she is trying to find her Mother to attack her like maybe she was responsible for whatever happened to her.

The young women call her a weirdo and laugh as she runs away angrily after her Mother or whoever.

The next thing that I remember is driving away from the shopping center / mall at night thinking or talking to someone who is possibly on the mobile phone or radio or something about a topic involving fictional television characters, and one character and topic makes me think of the character Alice Morgan from the television show Luther.

I talk about how I think that Alice had a variety of feelings toward the character John Luther, and that she loves him on several levels or in ways that many of us can not understand since she possibly lacks certain human emotions and possibly experiences things like that differently from most people.

I go in detail about this explaining how I see it and how it compares to the character and topic that they mentioned, it feels good to talk about this, and driving at night on this quiet road was nice too.

The next thing that I remember is somehow seeing an American man with light-color skin call his friends at night from a compound in Pakistan where a general or president or someone from that country lives, he feels safe there so far during his visit, and his friends joke that he could get drone striked by The United States.

The dream switches to a comedy skit that shows some intelligence agents and military officers et cetera partying in a command center inside The Pentagon guy, they decide to drone strike that compound in Pakistan for fun, and one of them pulls out a notepad with a vague description of where it is located but another says that he should just use Google Maps.

The first man asks why not use our multi-million or billion dollar system to find the coordinates, and the second guys replies that Google Maps is easier and he texts the location to the first man on his mobile phone which is a Google Maps link to the location that also has a street view of it.

They then quickly fake some evidence to have an excuse to drone strike the compound, and so they take some zoomed in photographs of chicken bones from the food that they were eating to make it seem like human bones to make it seem that the people at the compound were terrorist responsible for killing many people and piling their bones together.

They text the faked images to The President Of The United States who quickly gives them approval for the drone strike, they enter the Google Maps location in the system, and they press the button to do the drone strike.

The missile probably hits the compound as they watch on their screens and it blows up and they celebrate and continue partying, and the skit ends and I wake up.

The end,

-John Jr


Doing Stupid Things

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I had several short dreams last night but I forgot some of them, but I do remember part of three dreams.

Dream 1

The first dream that I can remember part of involved me and maybe my cousin DE or someone else or no-one else, driving to do a stupid experiment/prank/whatever in a fictional city during the day, where I/we would take some yellow water guns somewhere & shoot water at and/or on people; but I have no idea why I/we were going to do something so stupid and annoying like this.

I/We went to a school/office-like building with adults & kids, and I remember using my yellow water gun at and/or on people; and some people probably thought that I had a real gun, and I heard one or more of the office women saying that they were calling the police and/or had called the police; but I stayed around a while even after hearing this oddly.

Eventually I/we decided to leave before the police come, surprisingly they had not come already, but that is all that I remember of this dream.

Dream 2

I had a dream after this but I can not remember it but I do remember part of the dream after it, where I was in a fictional city again during a cloudy day, and I drove/went to a field next to a building with some people outside; and two women were inspecting things on the outside of the building & I went to see what they were doing, and see if I could help.

At some point they were looking at an old dying about to fall tree that needed to be cut down for safety reasons before it fell on the building or something like that, I decided to find an axe while they were talking, and I chopped the tree twice with my axe to make a starting point for chopping down the tree later; but to my surprise the tree started to fall, fortunately it did not hit the women or me or the building, but it could have.

I felt stupid, someone could have died, and the two women were not very happy about the situation; and so I apologized, and I offered to cut up the fallen tree & move it to an area where the city could come chop up the pieces of the tree & take them away or something like that; and so I started doing that as people talked outside, and as the women moved inside to inspect the building but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

I had another dream or several dream but I only barely remember part of one dream that was inspired by the TV show Rome, where several upper-class/rich/royal/maybe vampire and/or non-Human and/or Human families had feuds/conflicts/wars with each other, and these conflicts seemed to have some basic rules/patterns to them.

In the dream they were having small-scale conflicts where they would send usually one person to the other families territory to quickly steal something and/or break something and/or attack someone and/or kill someone and/or distract the family while another mission is carried out while they are distracted; and the people/beings they would send could use illusions/magic/powers/enchanted items/whatever.

A common pattern was the person/being sent would run to the territory, put an enchanted piece of paper on the road/somewhere with a nail that would create a repeating illusion/trap that would trick/trap the rival family members who came too close or who looked at it into a repeating scenario where they think that they are trying to catch the intruder but they are really in a repeating illusion like a dream, and this happened to me a few times where I got trapped/tricked by a few of these illusion/traps; these illusions/traps were probably inspired by Father Alexander Anderson from the Hellsing Japanese animated (anime) TV series/ OVAs.

After getting trapped in several of these illusions/traps, I learned how to resist them/see through them at some point, but this was not easy; and this is probably part of the reason that I forgot a lot of my dreams, because being trapped in these illusions/traps were very confusing/draining/long, and they repeated over & over & over until you got out of them or until they ended.

There were two other common tactics that the people/beings used, but I forgot what those tactics were; I just know that I started learning ways to better defend against them, and stop them; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr


A Left 4 Dead-Like Dream

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I barely remember some of one of my dreams from last night, which took place in a large windowless multi-floor/story building that was like a combination of an apartment/dorm/church/hospital/mansion/building, and I remember being on one of the upper floors.

The building was dimly lit and zombies would attack and/or we would come across them in controlled waves/encounters, like in the video games Left 4 Dead & Left 4 Dead 2, where the zombie encounters vary depending on the situation of the gamer(s).

Melee and/or ranged weapons could be found in various areas around the building, and about thirty or more people were scattered around the building; and sometimes I would come across other people, and sometimes we would work together until we would get separated after a zombie attack.

I remember slowly working my way to the lower floors as the dream went on, and various people would work alone and/or in teams; and I probably used a shotgun that I found at some point until I ran out of ammunition, but most of the dream I was probably weaponless.

At some point a group of people and I were attacked by a large wave of zombies that forced us to escape to the first floor and we came across a large open room where most of the survivors were, and this room had an entrance/exit to the outside; and the group of survivors helped us defeat the large wave of zombies.

The large open room had a shelf full of mêlée weapons and I remember looking at some of them, and I even picked some of them up; and they felt real with realistic weight/size/texture, and I remember another man looking at the mêlée weapons too.

One weapon that I picked up was a saber (curved cavalry sword), a second weapon was a hard black plastic blade that seemed useless, a third weapon was a flimsy/weak/bendable thin metal weapon with a wooden handle that seemed useless, and another was a longsword; and I saw machetes, axes, knives, maybe some spears, and more.

The other man who was looking at weapons seemed to be helping lead the other survivors and so we both talked about strategies & our experiences with the zombies, and we were temporarily using the room as a safe zone.

We probably talked of sending some scouts outside to see if things were safe, waiting to see if more survivors were in the building, thinking about whether or not we could clear the building of zombies & make the building a stronghold, thinking about whether or not we should leave the building, making sure that everyone had weapons & trading weapons, setting up teams to guard the entrances/exits, et cetera; but I woke up as we were talking.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂


The Job And Maryann Forrester?

Last night I remember some of my dream, but the middle of the dream is pretty unclear and there were some changes in time & who I was in the dream; also this dream was partly inspired by the episode of True Blood I watched before going to sleep.

I remember the dream beginning with me driving on the highway toward LC, but I stopped at a fictional community on the side of the highway.

The community was like a poorer version of Eastside and there were a lot of people my age and younger at a park, and things were going good as I passed by in my automobile looking around.

But I noticed a group of guys my age arguing in what appeared to be some gang or drug related dispute, and then two of the guys started shooting at each other; then everyone started to run, even the two guys with guns.

I started to drive off fast so I could make it back to the highway before the police got there, because I was afraid that the police would start arrested everyone that they could, since this was a poor neighborhood & they would probably treat everyone as a criminal or potential suspects; this neighborhood was a lot like my neighborhood in real life except more people & even poorer than my neighborhood.

I drove back to the highway as I heard police sirens in the distance, and then I drove to a fictional version of MB to look for a job.

I stopped at some unknown business that had several buildings and construction work going on, and I stopped to ask someone about job openings.

Another man was there looking for a job too and so we were each sent to talk to separate people, and the person I was sent to talk to was a man about my age.

We walked to a small office building and he sat at a computer looking for current job positions that were open, I could see the computer screen and I saw images with the name of the job positions under them.

The man then decided to put me in the automotive job position, but the day was almost over and so I would not start until the next week, since it was probably a Friday; so he told me to go talk with a man who was working outside the office building.

As I walked outside the other man who was looking for a job also came outside from another building, and he also was sent to talk to the man who was working outside.

We both walked over to the man and greeted him, he told us that he was the newest worker there, but he would tell us a bit about things he had learned.

His job seemed to be installing things in high places so he had us follow him up this tall metal structure to watch him install something while he talked with us.

But before long it was time to go and everyone started to leave work, but this is where the dream gets very blurry, I only remember walking up the street.

Next, I remember reading a newspaper as I walked up the street to work and the weekend seemed to have passed so it must have been Monday now.

In the newspaper I saw that the man who was the newest worker had lost his job due to something he was accused of doing, which I did not believe, I felt that some of his co-workers had lied to get rid of him; also I think something happened to the other man who was going to start his job that day too, I think he got arrested for something so he lost his job also.

That left me as the only new worker now and so I went to work, and next I remember being outside doing cleaning & construction-like work.

I was listening to the workers talking about a former worker that had died, that was a shapeshifter, and that his wife & him had a daughter.

His former wife was there with either a boyfriend or new husband that looked like Eggs from True Blood, and the wife was Maryann Forrester from True Blood.

My guess is that he was her new husband, and he was a shapeshifter, and he also worked at this business.

He was outside working near us and Maryann was outside too, she kept telling him to do things for her, so he had to keep stopping his work to run errands for her.

She was acting like she was the boss or something, she was sitting in a lawn chair drinking something & relaxing, and was not doing any work.

After a while the man got tired of running errands for her and told her that he had work to do, and then they got into an argument which involved her former husband & daughter & hopes to have another child one day.

They were talking about not knowing what would happen if they had a kid and that the she also did not know what powers her daughter would have before she was born, but after being born she was able to shapeshift like her father.

They both wondered what would happen if they had a kid and wondered would the kid have shapeshifting powers, the wife’s powers, new powers, or just be like a normal human.

He did not seem interested in having any kids yet but she wanted to have more kids, and so she walked off in anger to their house.

This is where things get even blurrier, I think after this I was the man who looked like Eggs instead of being myself, and I went after Maryann to get her to calm down.

I walked across a field that was the field by my former high school and our house was the little brick house out by the field, but there was a house on our left that is not really there in real life; I am not sure how this was in the fictional MB, but it was and I am not sure how I became a different person, it is all blurry.

Outside Maryann had changed her appearance her hair was blond, she was younger, and she was wearing fur clothing; she looked like one of the female vampires from the Twilight movie now.

She was outside with an axe / old style rifle, and was chopping wood blocks in anger & then she would shoot them with the rifle.

All the noise from the construction site was blocking out most of the sound of the rifle so no one seemed to notice her shooting a gun outside.

I told her to calm down and that shooting a rifle outside like that was dangerous & illegal, but she was not listening.

I saw three dead wild non-human animals on the ground too, she had shot them, and one of the non-human animals was illegal to hunt.

I went to pick the bodies up and our neighbor drove up to his house, he was a wildlife officer, and he stopped to say hello.

I tried to hide the illegal dead non-human animals in my arms with my back turned to him as he talked from across the yard.

He seemed to be a guy with old fashion beliefs about women, he saw Maryann outside chopping wood and shooting the rifle, and thought that it was funny.

He did not think women should do stuff like that and thought they were too weak, and he thought I was just trying to make her feel tough by letting her practice chopping wood and shoot a rifle; so he started laughing, thinking she was just trying hard to prove that she was strong enough and that she was angry about that.

He then walked into his house and I continued to try to get rid of the three dead non-human animals Maryann had killed, as she still continued to chop wood and shoot it with the rifle in anger.

I told her not to kill any thing else and that she should talk to me instead of shooting guns at stuff; but I woke up.

The end,
-John Jr 🙂