Learning How To Deal With Zombies?

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I barely remember part of one dream from last night after forgetting most of my other dreams from last night and most of this dream after waking up a few times feeling strange like a minor version of when I had to go to the emergency room back in 2011 when I thought that I was dying when I was taking Fluoxetine (this rarely happens sometimes since then even though I stopped taking Fluoxetine about a month after this happened back in 2011, always when I am sleeping, and I wake up during the night or morning feeling strange with some of the same symptoms from that day but not as strong since I have learned to resist the panic better since then I guess); maybe I have sleep apnea that causes this rare event to happen sometimes, but who knows, hopefully one day I will get a job again so that I can pay for a sleep study to see if I have sleep apnea or something like that (fortunately this only happens rarely).

Whenever it rarely happens I wake up feeling strange in a way that is hard to describe that stops me from being able to sleep, like my heart rate is slow or my heart it not beating, like my blood pressure is low & my blood is pumping slowly or not at all, I feel weaker & a bit numb & a bit tired like my body is/was not getting enough oxygen & blood flow, I go to the bathroom but it is harder to walk & when I try to urinate I usually have to stop because I feel like I am going to die and/or faint & my urine flow probably is weaker during that moment and/or stops & I/my body wants to start panicking because I feel like my breathing is not working correctly & like my body is shutting down/like I am dying, and so I usually have to sit down on the toilet for a moment because I can not stand straight during that moment; and then I start trying to relax & to control my breathing to avoid a panic attack, and then I wash my face with water & I try to walk it off/walk around to get my heart rate/blood flow going & this usually works eventually as I start to regain some strength & the panic/feelings fade mostly & then I can go back to sleep. (Even now I still feel a bit weird, after this happened last night/this morning)

Anyway, I barely remember part of one dream from last night that took place during the day in a fictional area with a lot of people & I in a neighborhood, but I can not remember most of the details.

I know that there were houses with fenced yards & some without fences, some buildings with fenced areas & some without fenced areas, and at some point something happened that probably involved infected people/zombies/whatever attacking the neighborhood; and the military came or was already there, and the military started killing infected people & non-infected people. (Basically the military started killing everyone who was not in the military)

Chaos broke out with people screaming, running, hiding, dying, getting infected, getting shot, getting bit, et cetera; and so I decided to start fighting the infected people/zombies and the military, and some other people did as well to prevent more unnecessary deaths.

The military had gun turrets & other weapons on vehicles, on some buildings, and various other places; and so I focused my attacks on taking out the soldiers who were using these weapons to kill large amounts of people & zombies, and in this dream I discovered that maybe I had certain powers/abilities that allowed me to better deal with/fight zombies & the military but I can not remember the details about this unfortunately.

I just know that somehow I was able to survive fighting zombies & the military, this inspired more people to follow my example, and eventually we defeated the military in the neighborhood & many of the zombies but not all of them because we started working on creating safe zones in certain buildings/houses with fences.

I came across the entertainment wrestler Bully Ray (Mark LoMonaco) during the fighting & he was trying to find his wife, he left to find her, and later I found her; and so I took her to a building with a fenced area that I was making into a safe zone for survivors, and I slowly tried to secure this safe zone & keep it safe while helping survivors & Mr. Ray’s wife; and I would go outside to patrol the area sometimes, and to look for Mr. Ray to let him know that his wife was safe.

At some point Mr. Ray came back and I took him to his wife, he told us about the situation in other areas & we talked about various things, and we tried to decide what to do next.

During the dream I noticed that Mr. Ray and certain people seemed to not be bothered/attacked by the zombies very much & they did certain things that allowed them to better deal with/fight zombies, I started studying this & experimenting with this by watching people like Mr. Ray, and testing various methods/behaviors that I noticed them using.

I started learning how we could better avoid zombies attacking us and how we could better fight them if necessary and/or control or somewhat communicate with them, and I started trying to share some of what I learned with the other survivors.

This would allow less violence & it would help avoid zombies attacking us & help avoid us having to attack zombies, and maybe slowly we could learn how to communicate with and/or live with the zombies or at least help avoid them from attacking us; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

My Former Classmate JC Passing On A Message From Hulk Hogan To Bully Ray

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I barely remember some of the end of one dream from last night, I got awakened by someone being annoying as usual, and so I forgot most of my dreams & most of this dream.

I remember watching TV and TNA entertainment wrestling was on, as I was watching this at some point the entertainment wrestler Hulk Hogan and/or one or more entertainment wrestlers walked up to someone in the crowd with a microphone, and that person in the crowd was my former classmate JC.

Hulk Hogan and/or whoever were in character as usual, he was talking/giving a speech focused/direct at Bully Ray & his group of entertainment wrestlers, and he told JC to give Bully Ray a message if he happen to see him one day; and he told JC what the message was, but that is all that I remember of this part of the dream.

Later in the dream I was riding in an automobile with JC during the day near the BB grocery store that is not far from D Junior High School, he was telling me about his experience(s) at the TNA entertainment wrestling show & about the message that Hulk Hogan gave him for Bully Ray, and I told JC that I saw it on TV.

As we were talking and driving we noticed a fictional area on the left side of the road that had a few small brick one-story apartments, and to our surprise we saw Bully Ray & his group of other TNA entertainment wrestlers hanging out in front of the apartments; and so we decided to drive over there so that JC could give Bully Ray the message from Hulk Hogan.

We greeted Bully Ray and I decided to talk first to let Bully Ray know that the message that JC was about to give him was from Hulk Hogan, not JC, to avoid any conflict; and then JC gave Hulk Hogan’s message to Bully Ray, and Bully Ray & his group of entertainment wrestlers got into character like cameras were around or something.

Bully Ray started to talk/give a speech acting like he was talking to a camera during a show, he was acting angry and he focused his speech toward Hulk Hogan in response to his message, and during his speech we learned more about the storyline of this feud between his group & Hulk Hogan’s group; but I forgot most of it except that Bully Ray & his group were heels/bad guys in the storyline, and oddly I think that a Catholic priest might have been involved in the storyline as well but I can not remember if this is correct or not.

Bully Ray and his group started to act like they might attack us, so we left, and we drove to the BB grocery store; and something happened there, maybe Hulk Hogan showed up, but I can not remember & I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

The Small Business In The City Of D

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Last night I remember part of my last dream fragments, which took place in a fictional version of the city of D during the day.

Dream 1

In the first dream fragment I traded my automobile and/or one of my parent’s automobile’s for a small four door car that was made in another country that I can not remember.

Oddly, I traded for it without even having the car checked by a mechanic and/or without test driving it.

As I was driving home with the car, I remember thinking that I should have done those two things before trading for it.

The steering wheel was on the inside roof of the car, oddly, and so it was like trying to drive a chopper style motorcycle at first; fortunately the steering wheel could be pulled down to a normal position, and so I pulled it down to the normal position.

I drove home and then I left at some point, but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 2

In the second dream fragment I was still in the fictional version of D and I drove to a fictional small business that was a house/business, and it was located near where the putt-putt golf used to be.

I went inside and I remember seeing the entertainment wrestlers Bully Ray (Bubba Ray Dudley), D-Von Dudley, one or two other wrestlers, and a small film crew following them around like they were filming a reality TV show or something.

Bully Ray and the others were going around bothering/bullying the workers inside, it seemed that they would occasionally harass the workers for some reason, and the film crew was filming everything; and so Bully Ray and the others were trying to put on a good show for the cameras, so they were doing the normal bad guy wrestling trash talk & behavior(s).

I watched from a distance, since they were not hurting anyone physically, and they went room to room bothering people.

The small business looked like a house with each worker having their own bedroom, and so they all seemed to live there; and it was a comfortable small house.

There was a large dining room that they shared, there was a large kitchen that they shared, there were several bathrooms that they shared, et cetera.

Some workers shared a work room, depending on their job(s), and each person at the house had a job.

Some workers cooked, some workers cleaned, some workers drove the automobile(s) to take people places and/or to pick up supplies et cetera; the entire house/business was like a nice mostly self-sustaining place with a nice balance.

The business was small, but they sold handmade high quality products internationally, and they were popular with people in the upper class.

Many of the workers appeared to be from different countries, even the owner seemed to be from Japan or China, he was a short middle-aged man with short black hair & he wore glasses & a dress shirt & dress pants.

At some point Bully Ray and the others came across an elderly man who was working in a room alone, he had an entire work room to himself, and he looked like a very old man from China or Japan & he could not speak much English.

The elderly man was making these interesting handmade treats, that he would place individually on a metal rack, and each one was unique; and I have never seen anything like them before exactly.

Bully Ray ate one of them as he annoyed the elderly man, who kept trying to tell them to not touch anything & to stay back, but he could not speak much English; he was a kind man and he spoke very quietly, but he could only say a few words in English.

The elderly man had to keep moving things back in place, because Bully Ray kept moving his equipment around, but the owner came to tell Bully Ray & the others to please leave the elderly man & his equipment alone.

The owner was afraid of Bully Ray & the others, and so he spoke very nicely; and he explained that the elderly man was the only person who knew how to make the special treats, and that he required a quiet working environment, since he focused very hard on carefully making each treat.

Behind the metal rack was something the owner called a mirror, that would reflect something to do with the treats (smell, sight, et cetera), which allowed the elderly man to customize each treat in various unique ways that only he knew how to do or something like that.

The elderly man had a variety of seasonings, herbs, spices, et cetera that he used; his process seemed to need a lot of focus & care.

I remember one of the treats being a light tan color, with a green symbol that looked like a leaf, the green appeared to be a type of seasoning/herb/spice/whatever.

Bully Ray said that the treat that he had eaten was very good and that he wanted another one, so the owner gave him another treat, and he quietly moved Bully Ray & the others out of the elderly man’s work room; it seemed that the treats were one of businesses highest quality & hardest & slowest to make products, but also their most popular product.

Dream 3

The third dream fragment also took place in the fictional version of D, but this time near the High School; and I drove to a fictional bridge with a small lake under it, and I went to look at the water.

There was an elderly man fishing and/or looking at the water from the bridge, and a  young man walked under the bridge where I was.

There were some buckets to sit on under the bridge, a place for a camp fire, a small grill for cooking, and an area for a tent; and the young man looked like my former classmate DC.

We talked and he told me that he was working as an entertainment wrestler or trying, he was in training, and each week & several times a week they were required to do certain things; but he forgot something and he needed me to give him a ride to get it, and so I drove him to get it.

We drove to my grandfather’s house and inside the hallway we saw the entertainment wrestler Triple H, and he gave the young man the newest list of things to do for the week; he looked at the list from last week and he congratulated the young man for his hard work and he gave him a compliment saying that if he kept working hard that the WWE would definitely have something for him to do, and he told him that he was to go to an event near where the house/small business was from my second dream fragment.

I told the young man that I would take him there, and we drove off; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂