Vacationing In Australia? | A College Dorm? | The Death Of A Familiar Old Man

Dream 1

In this dream I was vacationing during the day with my family in probably Australia, but there is a chance that it was somewhere in Africa like South Africa.

I remember us driving in the countryside with some men with dark-color skin who were from Africa & spoke English with an African accent of some kind, they were probably our drivers / guides, and they dropped us off at a small family run hotel.

A Sleep / Dream Study? | A Boy Almost Drowns In A Pond | My Grandfather’s House Getting Robbed On Father’s Day

At some point during the night my body started to jerk/move in a sudden strong movement causing me to instantly wake up from several dreams randomly during the night, these sudden strong jerks of my body were strong enough to jerk me out of my dreams instantly but oddly I would not jump up in bed or out of bed, and so I forgot some of my dreams and parts of some of the dreams that I remember part of because of these random strong jerks of my body causing me to wake up instantly from several dreams.

I do not know why this kept happening sometimes during the night (sleep apnea(?), snoring, something scaring my body in the real world, my body/mind wanting to wake up for a certain reason(s), maybe it started after the sleep / dream study dream, who knows?)  I would wake up instantly feeling that my body just jerked me awake (the last time that this happened I saw that I had drooled on my pillow case, nasty), and then I would go back to sleep; and the dream would either continue or another dream would start, most of the dreams might have continued, but that is my guess.

Dream 1

One dream might have involved a school during the day, I remember talking with my former classmate AM, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

A second dream might have involved my brother GC’s cat named Dawn and her five kittens outside during the day, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

A third dream might have involved an unknown woman with whitish colored skin with long hair approaching me while I was walking outside in an unknown location during the day or afternoon or evening or on a gray day, and I think that the woman talked with me; and she probably asked me to take part in a sleep and/or dream study.

I remember saying that sounded interesting and that was something that I have been interested in having done/taking part in one day, but that I could not afford something like that but that I would probably do it if it was free and/or if I was getting paid; and maybe the woman said that it was free and/or that I would get paid, but I can not remember.

I remember telling her about some of the sleep/dream phenomenon/experiences/skills/et cetera that I had like: being able to remember more of my dreams and more details of my dreams than the average person, recording more of my dreams than the average person, lucid dreams, sleep paralysis, dreams within dreams, semi-dreams/semi-daydreams, possible sleep apnea, occasional snoring, occasional talking in my sleep, occasional moving in my sleep, occasional dreaming of what is happening in the real world around my body, and other things like that so that she could see if I was the type of person that they/she were/was looking for to do a sleep/dream study on.

She probably told me that I was the exact type of person that they were looking for, I probably agreed to the sleep/dream study, and I probably followed her to the location where the sleep/dream study would take place; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

A fourth dream took place during the day in D at a slightly fictional version of the DY Baseball Field(s) outside of the entrance by the caged area where the pitchers and batters practice before games, and near the entrance there was a fictional small pond; my dad was probably watching a baseball game, a younger version of my brother KD was by the pond, a little boy with whitish colored skin with short blondish colored hair was also by the pond, and I was by the pond as well.

At some point a ball that could float was/landed in the pond and I tried to get it for my brother KD, but I fell into the pond when I failed to jump far enough to reach a pipe or something near the edge of the pond; and the water was very brown/dirty as usual and a bit scary at first, but we all started to laugh.

The little boy wanted to jump into the pond too, he thought that I jumped into the pond on purpose (which was incorrect), and so I told him not to jump into the pond trying to explain that I fell in by accident and that it was too dangerous to swim in the pond especially without his parent’s watching him; but the boy did not listen to me, and he jumped into the pond as well.

Two young men and a young woman who probably knew the boy came running to the pond happily, and they jumped into the pond as well; and I threw my brother KD the ball, and I started swimming to the other side of the pond so that I could climb out of the pond as the young people jumped in and out of the pond as the boy continued swimming in the pond.

I swam past the boy as he was going under the water to swim, I reached the other side of the pond and I climbed out, but when I looked back at the pond the boy still had not come up from under the water; and so I started to worry about him, and I started asking the young people if they saw him and they did not see him now either.

I jumped back in the water with the young people and we tried to look for the boy but the water was too brown/dirty to see and debris/dirt/et cetera in the water kept irritating/getting into my eyes, I knew that we did not have much time to find the boy, and so I probably sent my brother KD to get my dad/help; and the young woman probably called emergency services with her mobile phone, but I woke up when my body jerked me awake.

I went right back to sleep and the dream continued with only a slight time jump where my dad had come to help, he jumped into the water, he found the boy under the water, and he pulled the boy out of the water as the boy’s parent’s (who also had whitish skin with blondish/brownish colored hair wearing t-shirts and pants) arrived panicking along with maybe a police officer as the ambulance was close to arriving.

The boy was not responding, I remember angrily wondering why the parents were not watching their son earlier, and I hoped that my dad’s special hit-you-hard-in-the-back technique would work to save the boy; and so my dad hit the boy in the top of his back with an open palm strike, and the boy woke up vomiting water/et cetera so it worked.

The boy was alive and his parent’s probably hugged him as the ambulance was approaching, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

And now that I am awake I see that this dream is somewhat similar to when my dad saved me in real life when I almost drowned at a swimming pool on vacation when I was a kid, and he used that same open palm strike that caused me to vomit the water/et cetera out (he pulled me out of the pool right before I lost consciousness, fortunately he was in the swimming pool with me as I was drowning, unlike the parent’s in the dream or I would not be here today (I partly/sometimes wish that I would have died that day, after the initial panic almost drowning/drowning was not so bad, and it was very peaceful near the end as I was about to lose consciousness as I sank further under water into the darker parts of the water as I saw rays of light coming down into the water from the sun; it was very nice, it was something that you have to experience yourself to know what it was like, I can still feel it somewhat today just thinking about it and I wish that I could feel/experience that again, in a way it felt like going home like that is where I really belong and/or where I rather be and/or where I was born or came from and/or something like that where it almost feelings like it is calling me home just thinking about it and I want to return to that place)).

Dream 5

My fifth/last dream took place during the day in D on Father’s Day I think and I was walking from my parent’s yard to my grandfather’s yard when I saw/heard a man cutting the grass with a push-mower by the G House near by grandfather’s yard, and I thought that it was my uncle CE at first but then I thought that it was my brother KD because the man was younger and he probably was wearing a black colored do-rag; but when I got closer I realized that he was not my brother KD, and it was an unknown young man with light-to-medium brownish colored skin with probably black colored hair.

Next to the young man cutting grass was another unknown man standing there with medium brownish colored skin with short black colored hair, I did not know them but I assumed that they were some indirect family members who I never met before, and that they were visiting/helping my grandfather because it was Father’s Day; and so I waved at them and smiled, and I walked into my grandfather’s yard.

The two men walked into the yard and they greeted me before I could reach my grandfather’s door so I walked over to them, they wanted me to unlock my grandfather’s door for them, but I did not know them so I tested them to see if I could trust them or not; and I asked them if they were family members, they said yes, and I asked them how were they related to me but they refused to answer my question and I instantly knew that they had lied about being family members & that they could not be trusted.

I told them that I did not know them and I nicely asked them to leave, and I started walking off pretending that I was going to leave; but I really was waiting to see what they would do next so that I could decide if I needed to call the police or not, but as I was pretending to walk away I heard my grandfather’s door open to my surprise.

I turned around to see the two men entering my grandfather’s house and so I sneaked in after them, in the living room I saw my grandfather on the ground holding his chair trying to get up like someone had knocked him to the ground, and I asked him if he was okay; but I heard three voices coming from the kitchen, and so I sneaked outside the kitchen and I glanced inside the kitchen.

I saw the two men and a third man who had dark brownish colored skin with short black colored braids or dreadlocks, they were smiling/laughing/talking about how this was going to be easy, and it sounded like they were talking about how they were going to divide whatever they were going to steal from my grandfather’s house; and somehow they did not see me, and so I sneaked outside leaving my grandfather (which I did not want to do, but I did not want to alert the thieves or put my grandfather in more danger) and I called emergency services with my mobile phone.

A female worker answered the phone and I quickly told her my name, the situation, gave a description of the thieves, I gave her the address, and I asked her to send the police now; but she asked me to repeat my name again about two times, and she wanted to waste time asking each question in order but I told her that there was no time for that and I repeated the overview of the situation while asking for the police to be send immediately but she kept wanting to waste time going over each question slowly.

I tried to talk quietly so the thieves could not hear me outside and I tried to decide what should I do until the police came, because I did not want them to escape and I wanted to get some video/audio of them first in case they did escape, and so while I talked with the female worker trying to get her to send the police I struggled trying to decide what to do because I hated leaving my grandfather in his house alone on the floor with the thieves robbing the house; but if they saw me I feared that they would attack and hurt my grandfather as I fought them and/or they would run and escape and never get caught, but I woke up as I started to get stressed.

*Today’s song that came to mind after waking up or during the afternoon was Sur Le Fil by Keren Ann: *

The end,

-John Jr

A True Blood Season 4 Inspired Dream Fragment

Source: Wikipedia

Last night I had an interesting dream that seemed to be inspired by an episode of True Blood (Season 4) that I watched last night but I can not remember the beginning of the dream, and some parts of the dream are unclear, but I remember being with some other people from Eastside during the filming of a video.

I was a background character in the video, I remember several people walking American Pit Bull Terriers on leashes, and there were other people there; and it seemed that we were in a music video maybe.

I remember that we all had to stop several times as the film crew & the director gave us directions/instructions.

Earlier in the dream something happened that I think involved what I think was/appeared to be, a powerful female witch/being/entity/spirit/whatever, but I can not remember what happened in that part of the dream.

At some point during the filming of the video, something strange happened that caused everyone to stop, and I think that everyone in the room started to hear a female voice; I think that we all could hear the voice clearly like it was in our mind(s)/brain(s) or very close to us, but I could be wrong.

I am guessing that the female voice was of the powerful female witch/being/entity/spirit/whatever, from earlier in the dream, but that is just a guess.

The female voice had a special message to everyone about me, and everyone stood silently looking around listening & trying to figure out where the female voice was coming from.

Here is what I think that the female voice said:

“The female voice said that (my name) and that (my name) could not play The/That Part/The/That Role, because (my name) was Empty (I think that was the word and/or one of the words that the female voice used), because (my name) Had Once Died and/or Came Close To Dying (For the record, I almost died before in real life); and because of that (Being Empty and/or because (my name) Had Once Died and/or Came Close To Dying) and/or (my name’s) Gift and/or Special Gift and/or Talent and/or Special Talent was being a/as a Medium (I think that was the word and/or one of the words that she used).”

I began to feel a strange feeling and/or feelings that I can not even describe and I might have felt a bit afraid, among other emotions & feelings that I felt; and then the female voice gave me a special message that probably only I could hear, but I am not sure.

I think that the female voice said: “That I should be Happy/Proud/Pleased/Et Cetera To Be/Have Been Blessed/Chosen/Given Such A Gift/Talent/Ability/Power/Et Cetera.”, and the female voice might have said a few more things to me, but I can not remember.

I just remember having that strange feeling and/or feelings that I can not describe mixed/combined with several other negative feelings, and then I went into Third Person (if that is the word, where I was in My Body, but I was not controlling My Body); and My Body walked outside where a group of women were working.

My Body started to talk to the women in Fluent Spanish (like it was my native language or something), but I could not understand what My Body was saying, but I understood what My Body was saying (if that made sense 🙂 ); somehow I knew what was being said by My Body, even though I did not know what My body was saying, it is confusing but I understood My Body clearly like I could Feel and/or like I just Magically Knew What My Body Was Saying, even though My Body was speaking Fluent Spanish.

I was in My Body, but I was not controlling My Body during this part, and My Body was begging for the women to Kill My Body in Fluent Spanish; because My Body did not want to be Used and/or Communicated With By Beings/Entities/Spirits/Witches/Whatever.

The women talked with My Body in Fluent Spanish as well, and they told My Body that they would not kill My Body & they told My Body to not worry, and they tried to convince My Body to relax and that they would try to help & protect My Body. (This was in Fluent Spanish, but I somehow understood what they were saying.)

The group of women looked like lower-class/lower-income workers wearing older-style working dresses with aprons with a few of them being young women & a few of them were middle-aged women & a few of them were elderly women, and I felt that maybe they were somehow related to me/some of my ancestors and/or I just felt safe with them.

The group of women walked to My Body while they talked with My Body in Fluent Spanish as they tried to comfort My Body’s distress, and they told My Body that they would Protect My Body.

The group of women were circled around me and then they started to Pray and/or Chant and/or Something Like That for my Protection, and I started to feel a Barrier/Shield or something forming around me that felt like it would Protect/Shield me; and I could feel it and maybe I could see it forming a bit.

It was an amazing positive feeling of safety and protection forming as the group of women prayed and/or chanted and/or whatever they were doing; but I woke up as the group of women were still doing this.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

Astral Projection (Out-Of-Body Experience) And / Or A Dream With Military Fighter Aircraft Shooting Missiles At UFOs?

I had this interesting experience/dream last year, and it is probably the closest thing/experience that I ever had to astral projection or an out-of-body experience, and it is an example of how I sometimes dream about what I am hearing in the real world as I sleep. 🙂

The beginning is unclear and I am not sure if I was dreaming or if I had just woken up, I just remember laying in bed in my dark bedroom and I started feeling myself float from my body but my body seemed to probably still be in bed.

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 🙂