After watching anime on Toonami I fell asleep on the couch until after 4:00 AM and then I got in bed, I woke up from a dream and was going to record it but I guess I fell asleep again, and I had more dreams but now I can only remember part of my last dream.
I am not sure how I was seeing this or if I was there or not, but I remember a man with light-color skin with short medium-to-dark color hair possibly wearing a suit who kept traveling from business to business.
He would go to a business and just stand there, security would approach him and then attack him possibly after he would transform into maybe a werewolf, and then he would just stand there easily defeating the security with mostly powerful claw attacks.
I am not sure if this happened at first or not but the security started to transform too, maybe sometimes they were already transformed, and they would look zombie-like (maybe even vampire-like).
The man seemed to attract security at each business that he went to, like maybe these businesses were owned by zombie / vampires / whatever, and maybe he was their mortal enemy or something but I have no idea.
I just know that he would just stand there and either transform or he would possibly already be transformed sometimes, and the security would show up and a fight would happen and he would kill them all and then move to the next business.
I remember asking my brother GC what he thought the man was because his transformation looked strange and somewhat werewolf-like but I was not sure, and he said a werewolf and he explained why.
All the businesses that the man had visited so far were for-profit, but finally he went to one that was possibly non-profit or something and was possibly part of a school or college but I can not remember.
When he entered this place transformed or transformed after entering, no one reacted like maybe they thought that he was just wearing a costume, and no security approached or attacked him (they possibly did not have any) so he just stood there.
The next thing that I remember is driving to and parking The BV at a raised grassy area on a hill or something, maybe someone told me to come here to find out more information about the assumed werewolf but I am not sure, and then I walked across a bridge to another outdoor area that had maybe a garden / park maze-like area that people could walk in et cetera.
Along the side in a semi-private area I was approached by a somewhat older man with light-color skin wearing glasses who reminded me of a man in The Lone Gunmen group from The X-Files, he started telling me about a conspiracy or something, and he was really into this but I can not remember what it was about.
After telling me about the conspiracy he gave me a briefing about it that was typed and he told me to read it when I got a chance, then he was approached by a woman who was maybe Dana Scully from The X-Files and they started talking, and maybe I was approached by Moment (Lost Truth) (or the woman was a Dana Scully and Moment-like woman who approached me after she talked to the man).
Either way a woman approached me, maybe we briefly talked about the man and his conspiracy theory, and then the woman looked at small white retractable photo album (that was similar to one that I have in real life but it is not retractable) with some real and fictional negatives and photographs of me and my family when I was younger including one image that I added recently to the end of my post John Jr’s Family Tree DNA Family Finder Genealogical DNA Test Results .
I talked about some of the images and negatives with the woman, at some point maybe I took the photo album back, and I drove to my parent’s house.
When I arrived some of my coworkers from The BP Library (my female coworkers KE, CR, DT, MA, et cetera) were in the yard near some automobiles where I parked outside my parents window, after parking I tried to turn off the lights inside The BV, but the light control panel was different and there was more than one.
I heard my coworkers talking outside and one of them mentioned me and maybe something about me having a baby, but CR and DT corrected her and told her that I did not have any children but I did have a nephew.
My coworker Mrs. LF walked into The BV with me as I was trying to turn off the lights, and she talked to me as I found the light control panels and I turned off all the lights except for maybe one that I was still trying to find the button for.
I barely remember part of the end of this dream from last night that took place during the day outside mostly in a courtyard and parking lot-like area between several businesses and maybe a hospital.
One part of the dream possibly involved my male cousin ME and I talking and maybe going to several stores, and another part of the dream involved my former male classmate JH and I talking and going to several businesses.
One of the businesses was a grocery store, one was a small general store that mostly sold food, one was a food stand-like restaurant, and there was possibly one or two others.
I remember my former classmate JH wanting to do something that I was not sure if it was legal or not, I can not remember what but I remember him saying that it was okay, and it involved going inside one of the businesses.
There was more to this dream, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is being inside a windowless dimly lit house or apartment-like building in a room, I know that my parent’s were there, and I remember finding a photograph in a picture frame of my dad sitting in a dimly lit room on a couch next to a woman and man who were looking down so you could not see their faces.
The photograph seemed to be from the 1970s and for some reason I assumed that the woman and man were Sonny & Cher, I assumed that they were at a party or something at the house of someone my dad knew, but I was not sure so I went to ask my parent’s if that was Sonny & Cher and if my dad knew them.
I probably found my mom but I did not find my dad so I continued looking for him to ask him, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved me watching a viral video that a family recorded, the video took place in a dimly lit windowless apartment or hotel or house-like room, and a family (husband, wife, kids, aunts, uncles, cousins, et cetera) with white skin were standing together doing a group hug and maybe talking or chanting and maybe crying.
After this they laughed and separated leaving a baby boy and maybe two other kids alone in the room with no one watching the baby, magically I was standing in the room, and the baby was crawling around wearing only a diaper.
I did not want to leave the baby there alone so I tried to wait for an adult to return, but this was a problem because they did not know me and I was not supposed to be there; and I had no idea how I magically appeared in the place where the viral video was recorded.
It was like I was teleported into this memory of the event, so this was an awkward situation, but I did not want the baby to hurt itself so I stood there waiting for an adult; but I woke up.
I did not voice record my dreams from last night so I forgot most of my dreams except for barely part of my last dream, and all that I can remember of this dream is that maybe the dream started outside during the day and maybe at or near a college.
Later in the dream I remember being inside a windowless building with several small restaurants and some other places and businesses, there were a variety of people there, and I walked to several areas probably trying to pick a place to eat at some point.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was at a fictional college having a nice time enjoying the outdoors walking around sidewalks, courtyards, ponds/lakes, and more as college students and other people did the same; and I remember somehow learning about a website where you could pay the entertainment wrestler Hulk Hogan to come to where ever you are and sign autographs, talk with you, and hang out with you briefly.
I was in a good mood and I decided to do something crazy/different/unlike me so I went to Mr. Hogan’s website and I paid for him to come to the college but I can not remember how much it cost, but shortly after this I changed my mind but I do not think that you could cancel your payment or I did not know how; and so I hoped that if Mr. Hogan did show up that he would leave if he could not find me or that he would sign autographs and talk with and hang out with other people at the college.
At some point I saw Mr. Hogan standing around waiting on me, he knew that my name was John but he did not know what I looked like or sounded like, and so I watched him from a distance to see if he would leave or talk with other people at the college; but to my surprise he continued waiting, and he slowly started to become angry and frustrated and I remember him calling someone on his mobile phone several times telling them that he did not see me and that he has been waiting.
I should have just walked over to him to explain the situation and apologize to him but my social anxiety levels were high and I was uncomfortable and embarrassed and I did not want him to know what I looked or sounded like, and so I did not; and at some point Mr. Hogan started walking around asking people if they knew me and where to find me, and he started angrily accusing some people of being me.
I decided that I wanted to leave before Mr. Hogan asked someone who knew me and because I needed to urinate so I started to walk away, as I walked past the area where Mr. Hogan was I saw him arguing with my former male classmate MJ who Mr. Hogan was accusing to be me/John, and I remember hearing Mr. Hogan say: “N####r.“.
Mr. Hogan was not calling anyone that word but he did say it in his sentence, this caused my former classmate MJ and the people who heard it to get angry, and their argument became more intense and they got closer to violence; and I remember my former classmate MJ saying something like: “First of all, I am not John but I know him, second of all no one cares about your old washed up self, you are nothing but an old washed up retired wrestler; and so you better get out of my face, and you better stop using that word around here or we are going to have a problem and I am going to have to knock your old a#s out.”
I continued walking until I reached a building and I went inside a classroom of students, oddly there was a bathroom in the middle of the classroom among the desks of students, and I went into one of the bathroom stalls to urinate but some of the walls were missing so there was a woman at a desk right behind the toilet facing me and some other students around the side; and so I remember moving a roll of toilet tissue from the top of the stall and putting it in its proper place, and then I decided to sit at a desk instead of use the bathroom while class was still going.
Before I could reach my desk my former male classmate JF was trying to get to the bathroom stall so I had to say excuse me as I walked around him, we greeted each other, and I sat at a desk; and I remember talking with a male student with brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair, and I told him about the Hulk Hogan situation and he told me what he had just heard before coming to the classroom but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that my family and I possibly went on vacation I think to maybe see my brother CC or my brother CC joined us on our vacation, we stayed at a whitish colored one-story house in a nice quiet neighborhood that was maybe a house that was possibly used as a hotel/motel/whatever, and I left during the day to a house on the left side of the street on a street that reminded me of the street where the volleyball court in the city of D should be.
A fictional woman with whitish colored skin and her son lived there and I possibly somewhat knew them, I remember us talking and things were going good until the son asked his mom about what had happened to her grandmother or her dad’s grandmother or her husband’s grandmother who had died years ago, and the woman started to get emotional and she started to become unstable; and she told her son to never ask her about that again.
She grabbed her son and she dragged him to the kitchen where she filled a bowl with water, she sat her son at the dining room table, she sat the bowl of water on the table in front of him with a spoon, and I think that she told him to eat it or something strange like that; and so her son started eating/drinking the water from the bowl with a spoon, and then the woman left the house so I followed her because she was clearly becoming unstable and I wanted to help her if possible and make sure that she did not hurt herself or someone else.
She walked to a somewhat dangerous/bad/rough part of the city to a small store/restaurant/maybe gas station in a corner-like area by maybe an alleyway, like she wanted to do some shopping and I think that she gave me a piece of paper that she wanted me to take to the cash register to have them print her a receipt and/or a copy of the paper or something strange like that, and so I stood in line waiting to do this as she looked around the store.
The owner of the store somewhat reminded me of Caesar Millan combined with someone else like maybe the character Daniel Salazar from the television show Fear The Walking Dead, I told him the strange request that the woman wanted, and to my surprise he was going to do it; and he even offered to show me how to do it myself using the cash register, I thanked him, but I told him that I did not think that it was a good idea to try to teach me how to use the cash register to print the receipt and/or make a copy of the paper and/or whatever it is that she wanted done with the paper.
I told him that it was better if he or one of his employees do it, he said okay and he was about to do it when we got interrupted by something happening outside the store, and so we walked to the door to see people standing around the parking lot looking at a homeless man laying on the ground behind and under a large automobile like he either got run over or wanted to get ran over but he was probably alive; and we heard people talking about a dead man lying not far away, possibly in the alleyway, and then shortly after this a group of male gang members with brownish colored skin walked from the restaurant area into the store where we were.
They had just found out that the man lying dead not far away was one of their gang members and they were angry and they wanted to know who killed him, they started threatening people with their guns out and asking them if they knew what happened, and at some point they left to go find out who did it.
Shortly after they left two men entered the store, one of them looked like he might be one of my male cousins who I have not seen in many years but I was not sure, and the other man was a strange and dangerous-looking short thin man with blackish or dark-brownish colored skin wearing maybe a reddish or orangish colored winter hat/cap with strange somewhat bug-like eyes (they looked human, but they poked out a bit) who was possibly a vampire or something else; and the strange short man stayed in the store area while the other man went into the restaurant area, and they also around with guns threatening people trying to find out who killed the dead man.
The strange short man seemed like the type of person who likes to play mind games with people and then torture them slowly and then kill him, he was a creepy and strange and dangerous and violent et cetera dream character who really stood out, and he was not very loud when he spoke and he probably talked a bit strange and he was harder to understand, and to make it worse my hearing was not so good like in real life right now because of some possible sinus congestion or something like that.
The strange short man started to question me at some point but I could barely hear him and I could barely understand him so I told him so, he became angry and he pointed his gun in my face, and he told me that if I asked him to repeat himself or speak louder again that he would shoot me in the face; and I explained to him that I could not hear too well because of sinus congestion or something like that, and I apologized.
He repeated his question again but I could not understand him, I did not say anything because I was afraid that he would shoot me in the face, and so he yelled for me to answer the question or he would shoot me; and fortunately the other man called him, maybe he learned something, and then they both left.
The woman who I had come to the store with was gone now so I decided to go back to the house where my family was, once I returned to the house I walked across the street toward it, and a man with dark-brownish or blackish colored skin with blackish colored hair wearing maybe a suit followed me to the door; and he said that he needed to talk to my dad, and so I opened the door to tell my dad but the man followed me into the house without asking for permission which surprised me and I thought that was rude.
My dad was sitting in the living room on a couch and I told him that the man was here to talk to him, the man started to move a table and a couch into different locations without asking, which also surprised me and which I also thought was rude; and now I was starting to get annoyed, and I looked at my dad and he also thought that it was rude but we did not say anything.
The man sat down in a chair that he moved, he started talking to my dad cryptically about money, and then he asked my dad if he had the money to pay back for the money that he borrowed from him; and my dad said that he had some of it, but not all of it.
The man continued talking cryptically with veiled threats and he said that he wanted his money in two days, I sensed danger so I grabbed two sharpened pencils and hid them in my hands behind my back, and my dad told him that he would have his money by then; and then the man continued with his veiled warnings, but then I heard my brother CC say something to the man but I could not see my brother CC because he was in a hallway.
The man became angry and he stood up asking my brother CC what he had said to him, he started threatening my brother CC and he started reaching for a blackish colored pistol that he had hidden in the front of his pants under his suit jacket, and it is possible that my brother CC possibly had a weapon as well; but I could not see my brother CC still because the hallway wall was blocking my view.
The situation was dangerous and it felt real and I thought that it was real, I did not want my brother CC to get shot, and so I decided to risk my life and distract the man and try to calm the situation by apologizing; but he saw that I had a sharpened pencil in my hand, and he went to pull his pistol out even when I tried to explain that I was not trying to sneak attack him.
I ran to grab or knock the pistol from him but I can not remember what happened next, I can not remember if I failed or not, I think that I almost got it but that maybe he managed to point the gun at my brother CC who I still could not see because I was looking at the man; and I probably tried to calm the situation down, but I accidentally woke myself because the situation was too intense.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I remember being inside my parent’s house talking to my dad, he told me that he had talked to a family he knew who had a large house and several properties and a business and I possibly had went to school with one of their children who said that they would let me stay with them for a while, and maybe that they would probably try to help me find a job and maybe get help with my anxiety/depression/et cetera.
I accepted the offer and I went to their house/business, surprisingly I was not very nervous, and I remember going inside a multi-story modern house/building/business/hotel/apartment-like place where there were many people (family, friends, renters, et cetera) getting rooms and there for business; and there was an office in a lobby where I talked to some of the family and their workers thanking them for the offer, and one of the family members showed me which room that they were going to let me stay in.
I can not remember what happened next until later in the dream when I returned to my room to find that someone else was staying in it now so I went to the office to find out what was going on, my former female classmate LM was one of the workers, and she told me that someone was renting the room now according to the records and that no room was assigned to me; and so it seemed that either the family had possibly changed their minds about letting me stay with them or they had forgotten or they were going to let me use a different room but had not picked on yet.
My former classmate LM said that all the rooms in this building were taken now so she had me follow her outside so that we could walk to the other properties to see if there were any open rooms, all the properties were on the left side of the street next to a sidewalk on a street that reminded me of the street going to B’s Park in the city of D, but there were some rivers and water in certain areas; and it was different and nicer than in real life.
We walked to several sets of one-story motel/apartment-like properties near the water but I do not think that we found me an open room so I think that my former classmate LM went back to check with the family when they return, and I remember talking with my former male classmate BH who was in a field by the water as various other people were outside enjoying the outdoors.
We saw three young men with whitish colored skin through dangerous powerful acid-like stuff at someone and/or something, they were also throwing rocks at people for fun, and so my former classmate BH yelled for them to stop; and they went to turn around to see who said that, I was afraid that they would throw acid on my former classmate BH, and so I walked forward so that they could think that it was me who had said something.
They were angry and ready to get violent so I tried to calm the situation letting them think that I was afraid and that I was going to walk away, I started to walk away and let them hit me with a rock because I predicted that they would throw a rock at me, and I would fall to the ground and pretend that I was hurt badly to make them feel like they had won hoping that they would leave people alone and walk away proud.
Like I predicted they threw a rock at me but they threw a large rock or stone at me which hit me in my back, it actually hurt more than I had expected, and then I fell on the ground pretending that it hurt worse than it really did; and this made the young men laugh and feel proud like I had expected, they taunted me, and they walked away proud without bothering anyone else.
After they left I got off the ground and I stopped faking, my former classmate BH asked me if I was okay and I told him that I was okay but that I was hurting more than I had expected, and I told him that I had been faking and that everything that I had done was part of my plan.
I either said goodbye or we walked and talked until at some point I started to walk home to tell my dad that I was not sure if the family had changed their mind or not, but I woke up.
I do not care about typing my dreams at all today, so much so that I let/caused myself to forget most of my dreams on purpose after waking up with sore knees and a left foot from jogging yesterday, but I am making myself type this even though I do not want to type them and I see no point in blogging anymore really; but I will continue anyways.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it was inspired by the film Hercules (2014), which I watched last night, and I know that the character The Storyteller (Iolaus) was in the dream and maybe the dream took place during our current time period but I am not sure; and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it probably took place over several days and weeks and maybe months during the day in a fictional place/city, I remember sometimes being at a school or college with some of my former classmates like my former male classmate K/C, and maybe connected to it or near it was a small shopping mall/mall that I would visit often; and throughout the entire dream a different business would be closed down/would be out of business each time that I returned to the mall.
At the end of the dream many of the businesses/stores were closed down, including a JCPenney-like store that I was going to shop at, and so there were only a few stores left including a little open restaurant/food place/food stand near the entrance/exit; and I remember talking to my former male classmate C/K, and I remember him giving me dating advice and other advice about meeting women while we were at/by the food place.
I remember thinking about how the mall was becoming emptier and quieter, I wondered how much longer until it would become a ghost mall/abandoned mall, but I woke up.