At A Table With The Rich | Alien Or Paranormal Activity?

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Dream 1

All that I can remember is that I was sitting among some tables with business men, politicians, rich people, and other well-connected people.

They were probably eating & drinking, et cetera, and one of them started to make a joke about someone else; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

A Man’s Wife Gets Dismembered By The Mafia?

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Dream 1

I can not remember most of this dream and it is very unclear, I am not sure if I was completely myself during some parts of the dream, I was possibly sometimes a man who was a doctor and / or businessman and who was possibly a ghoul or something because he probably looked weird but I am not sure; maybe the dream jumped back and forth between us often making it almost seem like we were the same person and / or I was able to sometimes see / feel things from his point of view.

At some point someone who was possibly mafia or mafia-connected wanted the man and / or I to do something wrong, we refused, and so this person threatened the man / me but he / I still refused.

One day the man / I returned home, which was a small house on a hill near the edge with water below, and his / my wife was laying outside on the ground.

Some assumed mafia henchmen were probably sent to attack / torture his / my wife and kill her because he / I refused to do whatever they had wanted him / me to do, she was still alive but dying, and she was possibly a ghoul too and / or she was partly skinned and / or burned because she looked strange as well but was still attractive in a way.

Her body was dismembered, everything below her stomach was gone, they had cut her in half but I am not sure where the rest of her body was.

Amazingly she was able to still talk as she was dying, he / I talked with his / my wife as she died, they / we said our final words to each other before she dyed.

After this point the man was probably definitely not me, he called another businessman and / or doctor who possibly had told the assumed mafia where he had lived, and he wanted to know who killed his wife and who gave the order et cetera because he wanted to kill all of them.

The other man agreed to me him, and they met in a building in a hallway and maybe I was there too.

The other man brought two men with him who seemed like his henchmen, I wondered if they had been the ones to kill the man’s wife or involved in another way, and the man wanted his wife’s body reconnected and preserved using taxidermy(?) so maybe he wanted the other man to bring him the rest of his wife’s body.

He also wanted the names of all those involved in her murder, he made an offer that possibly included him not killing them if they had not been too involved in her death, but even he was not sure if he would spare them or not.

The other man looked at the terms and tried to decide if it was worth betraying the assumed mafia or not, but I woke up.

Dream 2

This may have been part of the previous dream but I am not sure, and so I will type it separately.

I was in what looked like the same hallway at the end of the previous dream, and several people were in the hallway including my male coworker JM.

I learned that there was a hidden elevator on the wall to my right (probably from someone in the hallway), I needed to use the elevator, but JM needed to use a code to unlock it first.

JM walked over to the wall, pressed something, part of the wall opened to reveal an elevator, and then JM went to type in a code to unlock the doors so I turned around to give him privacy.

He probably asked me why I was turning around, I told him why, he said that was not necessary since I was a coworker, but then I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Trying To Get A Meeting With A Rich Businessman

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is a well-dressed athletic man with dark brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair being inside a tall multi-story building, and the building and the company inside of it was owned by a rich man with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair; unfortunately I can not remember most of the dream, and so what I do remember does not make much sense and I did some out of character things in this dream.

I think that I was in the dream as well following the man, we got on the elevator and we went up to an upper floor where the rich man had his office, and we were going to get an instant meeting with the rich man because the man was going to use his looks and confidence et cetera to talk the secretaries into letting us meet with the rich man in his office.

We got off of the elevator into a nice modern waiting room where some people were sitting down waiting, they stared at the man and whispered to each other wondering if he was a famous athletic, and we entered the main office area; and I followed the man as he walked confidently to the main secretary’s desk, and there were other desks with workers scattered around this room.

He said a few things to the secretary, who was a woman with dark brownish colored skin with long blackish colored hair, and then she let us walk further into the building to the rich man’s office; and some of the workers stared and whispered to each other as the man walked past them, and they also seemed to think that he was a famous athlete.

I followed the man to the rich man’s office which had partial glass walls in some areas with a glass door, the rich man was sitting at his desk near the door, and we entered his office and he was surprised and he did not know who we were; and it seemed that maybe the man or we were there to convince the rich man to give us money, and the man tried to intimidate the rich man when his other attempts failed but something went wrong and maybe he accidentally killed the rich man and the dream restarted.

This time when we got to the rich man’s office the man changed into a very short man who somewhat reminded me of the comedian Kevin Hart, I was not comfortable with what we were doing, and I was not going to talk; but when the man started with a veiled threat toward the rich man, I interrupted saying that I was the peaceful one and wanted to handle this peacefully if possible, but I could not speak for the other man and I said a few other things to help make the mood more positive.

I sat in a chair in front of the rich man’s desk further back while the man pulled up a chair right next to the rich man’s desk from his right side, the man started talking again, and the rich man seemed to realize that he was possibly in danger; and so it looked like he was going to stall us and press a button for security.

Some workers entered the room and sat at some desks behind the man, they were focused on some other things, and then a male worker with whitish skin who was suspicious of us walked outside the door like he wanted to enter to make sure that the rich man was okay; but then many other workers and this man sat down at chairs outside the door for a meeting it seemed, and he was able to watch us from there because of the glass door and partial glass wall.

There were now many witnesses around and so the rich man was safe and he knew it, he started lecturing us like little kids (he acted like a parent combined with a salesperson, and a smart politician and business person who knew that the system is flawed and could be improved; but who would do what they could to keep it going because it benefits them, and so they lie and manipulate people et cetera to keep other people believing and supporting the failed and unbalanced and unfair system) about how the country was in debt and so you can not help people much, and he compared it to a family in debt who want to give their children more allowance but they can not afford it; and I was already not comfortable with what was going on, it was clear that the rich man was in a dominant position where he could have us arrested, and so I started to feel even worse and I apologized and so did the other man.

I started to explain that we just wanted at least a chance to work and make some money, we asked him if he had any jobs or if he knew anyone who had some jobs, but I woke up.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was driving my automobile back to the city of D from the highway that goes to the city of LC like I was returning from another city, and I remember parking at a small field-like area with a building on the left side of the highway probably not far from P’s Automobile Repair Shop.

Many of my former classmates were there like my former female classmate LB, my former male classmate EK et cetera, and Eddie Wong from YouTube was there with some of his workers and friends and family.

The first person I remember talking to was my former male classmate DH, I remember him talking about how his police officer job was stressing him a lot and how busy his life was and he wanted to quit his police officer job soon, he was still probably in the Army National Guard; but he was in the process of looking for another job to go along that job to replace his police officer job, and at some point I wished him well and he left.

At some point as I was talking to people, Eddie Wong and some of his friends looked like they were driving my automobile around for fun, and they crashed it into a ditch.

It turned out to be a prank, it was not really my automobile and it was a comedy skit/prank that they were filming, and after that I remember talking to my former male classmate JC who seemed to be doing better; and he invited me to maybe a fictional version of the city of LC to eat with his family at a buffet restaurant where they were going to eat at for their family reunion I think.

We went to our automobiles to leave to the other city but one of my tires was messed up, we stopped to work on it, and I think that this is a bit strange because my last dream that my former classmate JC was in also involved tire problems; I wonder what this could represent/mean?

Oddly my tires were bigger than in real life and there was no treads/grip on my tires, they were completely smooth, I remember us getting a new tire (maybe from the automobile repair shop near this area; and the new tire also was smooth with no treads/grip, even in the dream I thought that this was odd, but I assumed that maybe it was no longer considered necessary to have that anymore or something like that.

After changing my tire we drove to the other city and we went to the buffet restaurant, which was large and pretty nice, and I met various family members of my former classmate JC including his sister JC; and everyone seemed happy, I remember us talking, and walking around getting food at this large buffet with many food items but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

A Repeating Event At A Hospital | A Father And Son Tricking People

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Isaac Dian and Miria Harvent from Baccano!, written by Ryohgo Narita and illustrated by Katsumi Enami
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Isaac and Miria
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Dream 1

I barely remember part of two somewhat long dreams from last night with the first dream taking place during the day in a fictional location, and it involved several people and I going to a small hospital.

There was one entrance/exit at the front that led to a large open probably waiting room with a probably whitish and blackish colored hard tile(d) floor, there was possibly a desk on the right side of the entrance/exit, and at the back of the room was a hall one the left side and one on the right side that led to the hospital rooms.

A Chronicles Of Narnia Prince Caspian Inspired Dream: On The Run

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Last night I remember most of my last dream, except the beginning.

Also I must mention that before I went to sleep, I watched some of the movie The Chronicles Of Narnia: Prince Caspian, so the dream had a plot like that; but it was in modern times & it was more realistic.

If I remember correctly, it started at some large room with a lot of people in it, and it seemed like a big room at a college used for gatherings like: speeches, dances, dinners, meetings, etc.

The room had a wooden dance floor, some tables, chairs, and probably some food & drinks.

People were standing around talking, and there may/might have been some music.

I was talking with my brother CC, my friend DH, and several unknown people.

Now here is my guess on how the dream started: I think one of the people we were talking to was a prince and some of his friends came and told him that his uncle’s wife had just had a baby boy, and so now his uncle was sending the police & FBI to arrest & kill him for a false crime/a crime that he did not commit.

They said that he had to leave now so CC, DH, and I joined them & we ran to an automobile outside of the building, and we drove off.

As we were leaving, the police arrived and they started to surround the building, and they did not see us leaving; and so we escaped.

If the FBI had arrived there with them, then we probably would not have escaped, but fortunately the FBI arrived late.

Once the FBI did get there and when they did not find the prince, they told the police to not let anyone leave the city, and they told them to patrol all the roads.

We knew that we could not drive longer without getting caught, and so we parked the automobile somewhere; and we decided to sneak through the alleyways of various buildings.

It appeared that we were in a fictional version of LC, somewhere near the downtown area.

We tried to avoid being seen unless there were a lot of people walking, then we could hide among them while walking, and we doubted that the police would expect us to be walking.

There were police driving around the city watching the roads, we saw a few pass by us, but they did not notice us since they were too busy looking for our automobile.

As we were walking down the sidewalk we noticed a little building with windows with metal bars with no glass, and a metal door with bars instead of being solid.

It seemed almost like a covered outdoor café area or something, except that there was a group of woman who appeared to be students at a private college, and they were having a class or a meeting there.

So we stopped to talk to them, so that the police would be less likely to notice us.

The group of woman all wore uniforms like at a private Catholic college or something and they were all tall, thin, had medium length hair, and they looked like volleyball players or models.

The inside of this outdoor/indoor building was strange, and it was like a dorm room/outdoor café dinning area/classroom.

There was a few café dining tables that could be used for eating or as desks and there were a chalk board, beds, and storage closets.

But the windows and doors were just bars, so anyone could see inside, and the wind could blow right through; but it had a roof to keep out the rain.

Anyway we all talked and we told them about our situation, and so they decided to help us and let us stay there for the night.

I felt safe and I had the feeling that the police would not stop here during the night, they really would not expect us to be staying at an outdoor/indoor building connected to the sidewalk right next to the road, and especially a building with windows & a door that you could see and hear everything through.

The women only had enough beds for themselves, so the rest of us slept on the floor.

The next day we woke up and we thanked the women for helping us, but we felt that we had to keep moving because the police may come looking for us; and so we left and we continued to walk on the sidewalk.

Right up the road there was a bar/restaurant/apartment building, and so we stopped there to hide.

The building had different floors and each floor seem to be separated by class; the bottom floor seemed to be for lower class people, the middle floor for middle class, and the upper floor and apartments seemed to be for upper class people.

We stopped at the bottom floor to eat and drink something, but before we ordered, some of the women that had helped us came into the building; and so we stopped to talk to them.

I was more worried about what we should do next, so I started to talk to someone in our group about what we should do next, but as I was talking, a girl who looked to be about 14 years old said something to me; but I am not sure what she said, but I do know that she wanted me to follow her.

She said that she heard me talking, and that she might be able to help us; and as I followed her, she told me a few things, but I can not remember what she said.

I do know that she acted like she was older than me and she seemed completely calm and in control like she was a CIA agent or something.

We were walking up the stairs as she explained things to me, she said that her dad was a business person from Japan, and she said that he owned an apartment in this building.

We walked up to the upper class area where people were dining and drinking wearing suits and dresses, and we stopped at a table with two women that appeared to be about my age or older.

I think they were her sisters, they said hello to me but they did not seem interested in talking to me and they seemed bored, and so they continued to talk with each other.

There was a small shot glass with some orange looking drink in it on the table where I was sitting, and the girl told me that was a special alcoholic drink that is drunk on holidays; and she said that it tasted like broccoli.

She told me to try it so I did and it tasted like fruit juice with no alcohol, and after I finished drinking it a waiter took the shot glass; and he gave me a red drink, and that one tasted like broccoli.

After finishing the second drink, the girl said that the drinks were pretty expensive (maybe $40 a shot) but her sisters would pay, and I asked her if she would at least let me pay for some of it; and so I put in $20.

Her sisters did not have any cash, and so I think they used checks or their debt cards.

The girl then told me that if my friends and I needed a place to hide, that we could stay at her dad’s apartment on the 4th floor, and so I told her thanks and that I would talk to my friends about it.

I walked back to the 1st floor to tell my friends about what the girl had said, and as I was walking to their table I noticed a woman walking into the building; it was a messed up looking Pauline Croze.

At this point I think the dream went lucid or the dream had already went lucid once I started talking to that girl, but I am not sure.

Instead of trying to control the dream, I just controlled my own actions and I acted normal.

Ms. Croze sat a table looking sad, like she had cried and her hair was messed up & it looked dry, and she looked mad.

I walked up to her table and I asked her if she was Pauline Croze, and she said yes; and said that she did not know me & she asked me who I was.

I told her my name and she said that she still did not know me, and she looked away & she tried to ignore me.

I sat down at her table and I said that she looked sad & I asked her what was wrong, and to my surprise she responded.

She said that her boyfriend and her had argued or something, maybe he cheated on her, but I am not sure.

I told her that maybe she should write a song about it to help her put her thoughts & feelings on paper, and then she could slowly start dealing with them.

Also I told her that she could play music, and sing the new songs to help her as well.

During this time I knew that the dream was now lucid and that it would probably fade, but I did not try to control the dream other than just being myself and acting normal.

I felt the ability to control the dream and I felt that it could fade away, but I ignored that and I continued to be myself ,so the ability either stayed the rest of the dream or it faded; but I am not sure, and that all I know is that I did not try to control the dream world itself.

Anyway, Ms. Croze told me that she thought that my idea were pointless and that they would not help, but I told her that I believed that they would help her and that it should be easy for her in my opinion.

She then told me that she rather be left alone now, and so I told her to think about my idea; and then I left to talk to my friends about how to escape the police & FBI.

My friends and I discussed our opinions of what the new plan should or should not be.

They wanted to stay with the college women again, but I told them that was not a good idea, because I felt that the police would search that area tonight.

I then told them what the girl had said, but they felt that she could not be trusted & I agreed that it was risky, even though I did trust her.  (But we all felt that something was odd about her, and the prince & his friends felt that she may/might work for his uncle somehow)

I then offered a third plan, that we continue to sneak through the alleyways and we would try to get to the lake to swim or find a boat, to get us out of the city/to get out of the city.

I told them that the streets were full of police and that they were trying to trap us in the city, and so our best option would be to leave the city by water or air; but we were closer to the water, which was very close to the downtown area, so that would be easier.

They all agreed, so we left that night but some of us had to use the bathroom, and so we stopped at a public bathroom across the street; but while we were in the bathroom, we heard police sirens, so we hid.

Two police officers opened the door of the bathroom and they looked in, but they did not hear or see us; and so they left.

We then opened the door and we looked out after they left, and the police were searching the building where the college women lived; and they were going to search the bar/restaurant/apartment building next, and so we went into the alleyway.

The police seemed to be blocking the area off to search it, fortunately we did not stay at the girl’s dad’s apartment or with the college women again, and so I guess that we had made the right choice.

I got the feeling that the girl was working with the prince’s uncle, because how else did the police know to go directly to the building that the college women stayed at & the other building and why did the police put so much effort into blocking off that area? (They must have heard that we were in the area)

I think that the girl tried to set us up, so that the FBI could quietly come to her dad’s apartment to kill us without any witnesses, and her family & her would get rewarded by the prince’s uncle.

I had the feeling that the prince’s uncle alerted his friends and many other upper class people to be on the lookout for the prince, and to try to trap him until the FBI could get there; and he probably offered a huge reward.

If this was true, she probably saw the prince and the others talking to the college women, and she guessed that we probably had stayed with them the night before; and when we did not ask to stay at her dad’s apartment that night, she probably called the police & told them that we were probably at the college women’s building. (Fortunately we were not there)

Anyway, we now knew we could not wait until tomorrow to get to the water, and so we decided to try to sneak around the police through the alleyways; and we were going to try to reach the water to escape that night.

As we ran through the alleyways looking for a good escape route, I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

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