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Fighting Everyone In The Library

This episode was possibly partly inspired by Episode 8 (All That We Destroy) of the Hulu anthology television show Into The Dark that I watched before going to sleep.

All that I can remember of this dream is that at some point I was outside during the day, there was a man with light-color skin who was possibly an automobile mechanic who was helping fix someone’s automobile, and after talking with them briefly I walked inside a library.

I went inside a large windowless room in the library where everyone was, somehow I ended up challenging everyone to a fight / sparring match (maybe someone challenged me, and I felt confident enough to extend the challenge so that everyone in the building could fight me at the same time), and so a brawl / sparring match started with me against everyone.

Somehow I was super over-confident and I barely even tried during the fight, I mostly let people try to attack me, and I was so good and / or they were so bad at fighting that they still did not stand a chance against me.

I easily defeated their best people quickly so everyone gave up, their best and / or loudest fighter was a man whose fingertip completely broke off somehow, the man said that his finger could be reattached, and so we picked his finger up and I used some kind of futuristic mini-torch-like medical device to basically weld his finger back on.

I think that maybe the man had the medical device, he briefly explained how it worked, and then he had me use it to weld his finger back on.

The device seemed to have some kind of special substance that helped to reattach limbs / skin / et cetera, it was like some kind of skin / glue-like stuff maybe, but I can not remember.

After welding his finger back on and talking to them briefly about our brawl I left to a slightly fictional version of The E House where I seemed to live with my family, and a fictional door that led to the family room was unlocked to my surprise and I learned that the door handle / lock seemed to be broken so I told my parents who were in the family room.

Then I started to talk to my parents about the library brawl et cetera, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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Traveling With Dashie (Charlie Guzman) | A Brawl With Arrests

After watching Toonami I went to sleep on the couch and I stayed on the couch for most of the time that I slept, and so most of my dreams are forgotten except for barely part of several dreams.

Dream 1

I possibly had a dream with my female coworker JB in it.

In the dream, I probably felt that she had a negative reaction to me and / or something that I did or said and / or she was just not in a good mood, but I can not remember.

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Michael Jordan And A Family Brawl

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during maybe the night, and I think that I was in my parent’s room.

At some point I noticed something crawling on the wall in the right corner of the room by the bed, and it was possibly a crawfish or lobster or some kind of other crustacean-like animal.

As I was looking at this my mom either walked into the room or was already in the room, maybe my dad and / or someone else entered the room or was in the room as well but I am not sure, and I showed her what was crawling on the wall.

Then there was a small alligator in the room and it crawled on the wall trying to get the crawfish or whatever it was, we were surprised and confused, and then I decided to maybe help the crawfish or whatever it was but I am not sure if I was able to save it in time or not (probably not).

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

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place either during the evening or the night in maybe my parent’s yard near the back gate, but I can not remember if I was in the dream or not.

The professional basketball player Michael Jordan was in the yard talking with a younger man with light-color skin, and the younger man challenged Mr. Jordan to a one-on-one basketball match.

Mr. Jordan did not think that the man was serious but the man was serious, and Mr. Jordan laughed at the man when he realized that he was serious.

Mr. Jordan accepted the man’s challenge after reminding him who he was, and then they both started their basketball match in my parent’s yard in this same area as several people watched (some of my family and I were possibly among them) and at least one person refereed and some people (maybe journalists) probably were video recording the match.

Mr. Jordan started the match by hugging the man like he was a baby, and he was treating the man like a baby and he was making the crowd laugh.

Mr. Jordan was joking around and he was calling the man son, and was acting like the man was his baby son.

This annoyed the man and he told Mr. Jordan to stop joking around and to start playing basketball, and so they finally started playing basketball.

Mr. Jordan was still joking around and smiling and doing basketball stunts as they played to entertain the crowd and to show off, he was not trying at all because he was so overconfident, but the man was serious.

The man got tired of Mr. Jordan joking around and he warned Mr. Jordan to take this seriously, and he told Mr. Jordan that he was probably joking around to hide the fact that he is not as good as he used to be at basketball and to have an excuse if he lost the match by saying that he let the man win.

Mr. Jordan denied this but he started to act like the man was partly correct and like maybe the man was close to winning, and so Mr. Jordan finally started to take the match more seriously.

They both went back and forth during their match, but I am not sure who won because that is all that I can remember of this dream.

After waking up and maybe in the dream itself I felt that this dream seemed to have a theme / message about old age and past fame et cetera, and coming to terms with changes that happen as you age and dealing with those things.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the evening or night, and some of my family (my parent’s and one or more of my brothers and maybe even my nephew CC) and I had arrived by automobile to a slightly fictional version of the parking lot between where the Gift / Flower Shop and the ID Health Mart should be.

We seemed to be there to help my dad with a job (maybe to fix or clean something) inside where the Gift / Flower Shop should be, it was closed obviously, but I assumed that they had given my dad a key.

As we were probably getting some equipment out of the automobile before going into the building, my dad realized that he did not have the key in his pocket, and so we started looking around for the key.

At some point a somewhat overweight young woman with light-color skin with long medium-length or short long-length gelled or wet maybe yellow hair that was partly dyed in an unnatural color arrived in a car, and she got out and she walked over to greet us and she knew us and my parent’s knew her but I could not remember her.

The young woman either worked at the building or was a family member of someone who worked there so she had a key, and she was there to maybe pick up something that she accidentally left inside the building so she offered to let us inside.

The woman got whatever she came for and then she had a brief conversation with us, she asked me something that I can not remember exactly, maybe she asked me if I knew her name and if I remembered her but I did not so she probably told me her name but I could not hear what she said exactly.

She knew my name and she knew me and she alleged that we met before and that I will probably remember her later, but I still did not and shortly after that she said goodbye and she left in her car.

As my family and I were about to enter the building the dream changed or jumped to another dream scene suddenly, my family and I were not in the dream anymore or we were not in this dream scene, and the dream or this dream scene was possibly inside the building but it looked like a house inside.

There was a family (ages ranging from infant – senior citizen) with mostly light-color skin having a family gathering, it was like a family reunion, and they were talking and were about to maybe have a toast or something standing around an island table in the kitchen but some of them were still in the living room.

A boy with light-color skin with short black hair stood up angrily and he went on a rant about being tired of the family pretending that everything was okay even though there were secrets and rivalries and conflicts and anger and hate and more between family members.

The boy was very angry and he was yelling and moving around as he ranted, he gave examples of some of the things that he was talking about, and one was about one of his uncles and young and older sitters (babysitters I assume) where he implied that his uncle was having affairs with some of these babysitters.

The boy gave other examples but I can not remember them, some of the family told him to calm down, but the boy would not and he became increasingly angry as he ranted.

The boy was trying to get his family to admit it and be honest to themselves and to each other, and he wanted everything brought out into the open so that they could work on these problems as a family I assume; but the family seemed content with keeping this all hidden and pretending that things are okay.

The boy realized this and he was so angry about this that he suddenly punched his grandfather in the face twice with a jab and a straight punch as they stood over the island table in the kitchen which had chips and other foods and drinks on them, and his family jumped in to try to stop him.

The boy punched his grandfather so hard that his head jerked back, and then a pile of his family members tried to grab him and get him under control but he kept resisting.

Some of the family members started to try to help the boy maybe, and a brawl broke out between the entire family who were old enough to fight.

All of the hidden anger and hate and secrets et cetera came out, and it was total chaos as they fought.

There was grappling, pushing, striking, food throwing, drink throwing, people throwing other objects, people stabbing each other with plastic utensils that were too soft to pierce the skin, and more.

But I woke up as they continued to fight.

I felt that the brawl was probably going to turn into a positive thing where they realize the ridiculousness of the situation, that the boy was correct (not the punching his grandfather part), that this brawl would help them release the hidden tension and bring it out in the open, and that they would stop and smile and laugh and joke and talk about this and their hidden unresolved issues.

This dream seemed to have a theme / message as well, and that message was probably hidden in some of the things that the boy said.

The end,

-John Jr

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A Large Fight / Brawl Over A Misunderstanding And Race

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I went to bed very late again last night and so I barely remember part of my last dream, which took place during the day, and I remember being inside a windowless one-story multi-purpose building.

This building had a mostly empty store-like area with a counter/cash register-like area, maybe a mostly empty school-like area, maybe a mostly empty recreational center-like area, maybe a house-like area that was a bit like E Manor, and several other areas; and the building was in maybe a large parking lot-like area.

I remember walking around and meeting several different people, one of them was a man who was looking for his girlfriend, and he walked away looking for her; and I remember walking around looking for her, and I think that I found her outside.

It was a nice day outside and I remember talking with the woman who probably was not ready to be found by her boyfriend yet, we walked into the mostly empty store-like area, and a woman with brownish colored skin with long blackish colored hair approached us (I remember thinking Brazil, and so maybe she was from Brazil).

The woman who approached us knew the girlfriend of the man, the girlfriend seemed a bit uncomfortable seeing the other woman, and the woman had been searching for the girlfriend as well; and it seemed that she wanted the girlfriend to start a romantic relationship with her.

The girlfriend told her that she was dating someone now and that whatever happened between them in the past was just an experiment/for fun/a mistake/and/or something like that, something happened between both women in the past, and so I assumed that they either had sex and/or dated each other once before.

The other woman did not want to take no for an answer it seemed, so she started talking about how they had sex once in the past, and she described it and how good it was; and she dared the girlfriend to deny it, and I saw a flashback of when they had sex.

The other woman had two real penises and the girlfriend and her had intercourse and anal sex at the same time because she had two penises, and they both had a very good time; and even now the girlfriend could not deny that, but she still refused the other woman’s offer to start date and/or have sex.

The other woman acted like she was going to force her to have sex (rape) and/or force her into dating her, I was not going to let that happen but I waited quietly to see if this would be resolved peacefully, but then maybe the boyfriend showed up or another interruption happened.

After this I remember my former male classmate/schoolmate K running into the building/area where we were like he was running away after committing a crime and people were chasing him, and six or more men with whitish colored skin ran in after him; and some of them were former schoolmates of ours like our male former schoolmates MB and DJD, and some of their friends.

They were very angry and they said that my former schoolmate/classmate K had either stolen something from them and/or did something else, he probably did not deny it, and they seemed ready to attack him; and so I started trying to keep everyone calm, but then two men with dark-brownish colored skin who were friends of my former schoolmate K arrived to help him.

A few more men with whitish colored skin arrived to help the other side and the larger group started surrounding the smaller group, I continued trying to talk everyone down but it was not working, and then a large crowd of people with mostly brownish colored skin arrived suddenly like they had come to hang out and my male cousin ME and maybe my former classmate DS were with them.

They saw a large group of men with whitish colored skin surrounding a smaller group of men with brownish colored skin, they assumed that this was a race based fight about to happen, and so many of them became angry; and many of them started surrounding the group of men with whitish colored skin, and some of the women in the crowd and others were saying various negative things.

I tried to calm everyone down and explain the situation but there were too many people, they were too loud, and no one was listening so a big fight started with the group attacking the men with whitish colored skin; and I was going to try to stop the fighting, but there were too many people and it was all over the room and it seemed that no one would get seriously injured unless they continued attacking them once they were defeated.

The crowd was angry, wild, hate-filled, yelling racist slurs/et cetera, but fortunately most of the hits were missing and not causing that much damage; and I tried to get my cousin ME, my former classmate DS, and some of the others to stop but they would not listen either.

There were so many people that I could not even see the people who they were attacking most of the time and I could not reach them to stop it through the crowd, fortunately they were moving around a lot to avoid getting stomped and punched on the ground for long, but it was still terrible watching this.

It was sad watching them fight wildly and angrily over a misunderstanding and race (which does not even exist in modern humans as far as I know scientifically) and this fight probably somewhat symbolizes how I feel toward so-called race and how it has and is holding back our species, the smaller group was losing obviously, but the sounds of police sirens or something caused the crowd to stop attacking them; and I woke up shortly after this.

The end,

-John Jr