Glasses + Mafias + Guilt + Insect Creatures = ?

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I fell asleep on the couch and had some dreams that I woke up remembering, but I forgot them before I could record them.

I got in bed and had more dreams that I did not record, and so now I can only remember barely part of 4 parts of my last dream.

Part 1

This part of the dream involved me looking at and comparing glasses (eyeglasses) online and maybe offline; which is what I was doing at the Zenni Optical and EyeBuyDirect websites before I went to sleep on the couch when I got too tired.

Out of curiosity I was wondering which of these two glasses frame colors does anyone reading this like better for someone like myself?

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Source: Zenni Optical

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Source: Zenni Optical

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Anyway, that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

Part 2

This part of the dream involved the mafia, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

Part 3

This part of the dream involved a thin man with medium-to-dark color skin wearing glasses who was a doctor, and he was looking at a painting that either someone else had painted or that he had painted.

The man’s wife was also a doctor and she had light-color skin, and they had a son who was still a child.

The man felt guilt and blamed himself over something involving his son, the son was suffering from something, and he felt that it was his fault so he was feeling all this guilt and blaming himself and thinking about this as he looked at the painting.

The painting was possibly outside along a dock area during the day, but I can not remember.

While doing this he also realized that he had possibly accidentally released a insect-like creature or creatures earlier, but I am not sure.

There was also something about the mafia in this part of the dream as well that I can not remember.

The man possibly got a call from another doctor or therapist or someone who let him know that his son was just suffering from anxiety, which is something that the man and his wife had also suffered from, and so it was not really his fault and they could treat his son now that they had a diagnosis and one that they also knew how to treat.

The man could finally stop blaming himself and burden of this guilt finally started to lift, and so the man called his wife to tell her the good news and he left to meet her so that they could tell their son together.

But that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

Part 4

The dream jumped to a multi-story apartment building that was owned by the mafia, and the security was handled by the mafia as well.

My female coworker DT was returning from shopping with a male bodyguard with light-color skin who was over the mafia security team at the apartment, and an assistant or friend who was helping hold her bags.

I wondered what and how was DT doing with a mafia bodyguard and why was she staying at a mafia owned apartment, and why did she seem like a VIP or something to them; but I am not sure if I was in the dream or not.

DT’s apartment room was on an upper floor and when they approached the door it was not closed all the way because earlier in the dream when someone went to close it something got stuck in the door which prevented it from closing all the way, but they did not notice this as they walked away.

DT’s bodyguard had everyone stop when he noticed this, he quietly signaled or called for some of the mafia apartment security team to come check it out, and two male mafia security guards with light-color skin wearing light bullet resistant vests with black submachine guns quickly and quietly walked over ready to clear the apartment room.

Hand signs were made and the two security guards burst into the room looking for threats, the head bodyguard stepped partly in the room, and then they saw a large insect-like creature moving along a wall so they shot it; and they shot one or two others.

They searched the room and eventually gave the clear sign, and DT and the others were able to enter the room.

The head bodyguard and the rest of the security team had no idea what those creatures were or where they came from, and so they sent out an alert to the rest of the security team and probably called for an exterminator and word was sent for the security to search the entire building for more and to secure any weaknesses in the defenses.

The head bodyguard also wanted to know why the door was not locked et cetera so he started an investigation into this, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Getting Tekashi 6ix9ine’s Autograph

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I had more dreams and even remembered one or two more clear dreams, but I went back to sleep without recording them so now I can only barely remember part of two dreams.

Dream 1

This dream possibly involved an overweight woman with light-color skin who possibly had several female friends with light-color skin, this was one of the clear dreams that I did not record, but now that is all that I can remember of it because of that.

Mariah Dillard (Mariah Stokes) Lets Us Take Shelter

I got in bed late but I still had some dreams, I kept waking up and going back to sleep without recording them though, and so now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.

Dream 1

The forgotten parts of the dream took place during the day and I remember being outside, but that is all that I can remember of those parts of the dream for now but I will type anything that I remember here later if I do remember something.

The end of the dream involved people taking shelter like maybe a disaster or emergency of some kind was taking place, and I guess I was among the people but I am not sure.

The building was owned by Mariah Dillard (Mariah Stokes) from the television show Luke Cage, and she was letting us take shelter there.

Ms. Dillard was there along with her personal assistant Alex Wesley and maybe some bodyguards, and I remember her talking with us.

Ms. Dillard was using this situation to help her image for political reasons et cetera, she felt that the disaster or emergency would not last more than a day, and so she was willing to use her building as a shelter for such a short time only.

The building that we were taking shelter in was possibly Harlem’s Paradise, but I can not remember.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

While doing professional development at work today one of the topics was reducing anxiety, and then suddenly a memory came to my mind that possibly was a dream fragment from last night.

My memory was a quick unclear flashback of an unknown woman, whose appearance I could not make out, talking with me about what seemed to be anxiety et cetera.

She was disappointed in the way that I was handling that, and she was giving me some advice that also matched up with part of today’s professional development which is probably why this memory came back to me.

She told me to not worry or care about what other people think and about things that I can not control and / or something like that.

I acknowledged some of the wisdom in her words but I replied that it was easier said than done, I started to explain why I think that I struggle with this, and I probably asked for advice but that is all that came to me in this sudden flash of a memory.

The end,

-John Jr

My Brother GC Gets A Subdermal Implant?

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I had a dream that took place at my parent’s house and my brother GC showed me what I think was a large subdermal implant that he had that went down the middle of the front of his body like a flatter and wider spinal cord or something that caused that area at the front of his body to bulge out unnaturally.

I wondered how and why did he get this and did not tell us about it, when he got it, if it was safe, was it really under the skin or was it on top of the skin and just was made to look like it was under the skin, was he put to sleep when it was implanted, was the person who did it certified, and what would happen if he decided he did not want it anymore.

It looked strange, painful, not safe, disgusting, et cetera and I felt that he should talk with a doctor / professional and decide how to have it safely removed as quickly as possible if it was safe to remove now.

My brother GC went to sleep in his bed before I could tell him any of this, I remember thinking about the situation and trying to decided what to do and say when he wakes up, and maybe I went to sleep and maybe I woke up into a false awakening dream so I thought that I was in the real world but I was actually still dreaming.

My brother GC was still sleeping and I wondered if he really had a subdermal implant or not or if that was just in the dream, he was under his bed sheets so I could not see, and so I was going to have to wait for him to wake up to ask him so that I could determine if he only had that in the dream and not in the real world.

The next thing that I remember is either part of this dream or is another dream, and I just remember being at a fictional smaller version of The BP Library during the day it seemed.

At some point a fictional slightly overweight male leader of a possibly middle eastern war-torn country with light-medium or dark-light color skin came to visit the library with male and female bodyguards, this was a dangerous move since his country was possibly still at war and there were people who wanted him dead, but he seemed to be trying to project strength and courage et cetera as a public message to others including his enemies.

His bodyguards tried to form a loose perimeter around him as he moved around greeting people and smiling and waving and looking around, they did a better job than security usually does in my dreams, but I still did not feel that their security plan and setup was as good as mine would be in this situation.

I remember trying to stay outside of the perimeter that his bodyguards were trying to keep while trying to not look like a threat, but I also possibly considered trying to approach him to talk to him about maybe how dangerous this was and maybe some other things.

I also was looking around for threats as well and checking out the flaws in the security, and I remember signaling to a female bodyguard with light-to-medium color skin with long black hair to let her know about a weak point in the perimeter and that I was about to move to a new area and / or I pointed out a somewhat suspicious man who was moving toward another weak point and / or that I was going to cover a weak point briefly until they cover it.

At some point I am not sure if the middle eastern leader and his bodyguards left or not but they were no longer focused on at this point if they were still there, and I remember seeing my female coworker Mrs. C (who is an assistant director at The BP Library) trying to help a somewhat older man with light-color skin with yellow hair who was at the computer section.

The man was angry and asked Mrs. C a question, Mrs. C reminded him that she had already answered that question and reminded him that the answer was that there was nothing that they could do, and so the man got angrier and cursed her out and maybe called her an unhelpful worthless b###h and started ranting at her until I interrupted him.

I stopped the man’s rant and I let him know that he was out-of-line and I asked him to apologize to Mrs. C, I apologized to Mrs. C, and then I continued calming the man down by offering to try to help him.

He told me that he had smelled and maybe saw smoke coming from his laptop and then it turned off and it would not come back on, he was afraid that his hard drive had burned up and that he had lost his data, and he said that he needed that data now because maybe he was trying to do his taxes or something important like that and he had other irreplaceable data on there.

I told him that there was a chance that it was just the power supply that burnt up hopefully which happens sometimes and that hopefully his hard drive was safe, I told him that there were devices that you could connect your internal hard drive to that would allow them to function as an external hard drive, and then we could connect it to a computer here at the library to see if it can detect the hard drive so that he can start backing up his data to it and / or online to something like Google Photos which has unlimited video and image storage up to a certain quality for free and / or to a USB flash drive or an external hard drive.

I looked at his laptop while thinking about how to handle this situation, I am not sure if I daydreamed this and / or if it really happened, but I remember having the device that he needed to connect his internal hard drive too and then we were able to connect it to a computer where I showed him how to start backing up video and images to Google Photos and to the computer et cetera.

I then let him work on that as I helped another man who needed help trying to recover his data too, and this man was Titanic Sinclair who had a computer that stopped coming on that had some of his data for some Poppy videos et cetera that he was working on so it was important for him to be able to recover this data or he would lose all of that work.

I recommended that he back up his data to Google Photos et cetera and that him and the other man install the Google Photos app and set it to automatically backup files by folder and that they also backup their data to another physical device so that they can have their data backed up in at least 3 locations to be safe, and then I helped him possibly using the same type of device that I used to help the other man and Titanic Sinclair started backing up his data as well.

While they worked on that I also had a black tablet computer with keyboard case that needed to be worked on (it looked like my mom’s tablet that I bought her except it was black, and I assume that it belonged to her or someone else and that they wanted me to fix it) and I still wanted to talk to Mrs. C to see if she was okay, but the next thing that I remember is that it seemed to be evening or night and now I seemed to be on the clock here at the library like I was supposed to be working now maybe.

But I was on a computer in the computer section trying to work on the tablet and maybe connect it to the computer to back up the data et cetera just in case, I also had to stop and check on the Titanic Sinclair and the other man sometimes, and I still wanted to check on Mrs. C to see if she was okay.

At some point I remembered or felt that I was supposed to be working and I wondered if my female coworker DT had noticed that I was not working all of this time (other than helping those two patrons), and so I tried to hurry up.

I remember the tablet getting super hot (I could feel the heat even though I was touching the plastic case, and so it was hot) and going black, I thought that it was off, but it was not so I tried to turn it off before the heat damages it.

I wondered how much time had I lost and how would I get all of this done in time and continue working, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

The Prime Minister Of Japan Kissing Women In A Village

I remembered one or more other dreams last night but I kept going back to sleep without voice recording them, and so now I can only barely remember the end of my last dream from last night.

All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that I was possibly inside a dimly lit or dark room watching maybe a low-quality video, and this assumed low-quality and / or strange-looking video was filmed in an unknown country.

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