Stopping A Spirit Possession

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was traveling by foot with several other people between one or more cities / states / countries, and I remember us walking along highways by forests and the wilderness and the countryside and various neighborhoods.

It was a nice experience traveling like this with the nice nature views, but at some point we reached another city / state / country so we were in city limits in maybe a downtown like area with somewhat large buildings.

I am not sure if there was a digital sign that was playing a news report or not, but somehow I remember us hearing that the actor Jaden Smith was angry with his father Will Smith about something involving some charity work involving Will Smith in another country.

I am not sure about the details but Jaden Smith was calling out Mr. Smith about this, and Jaden was going to that country himself to do his own charity work there to help the people there.

We reached a courtyard-like area between some buildings after crossing a street, and we noticed that on the ground there were bricks and maybe memorial-like objects with text (maybe names and years et cetera) carved on them.

As we were trying to figure out what this was for and if stepping on them was wrong and disrespectful, we heard a noise, and we looked up to see that a man with light-color skin in our group had possibly knocked over one of these memorial-like objects by accident.

A male security guard or police officer with light-color skin walked over to him, but as they were talking something strange happened that I can not remember clearly.

I am not sure if this came out of the object that got knocked over or from the ground that it was covering or from someone, either way a ghost / spirit-like ball of light / mist / smoke / whatever flew up toward the man in our group, and I think that it possessed him.

I assumed that this ball of light was a ghost or spirit or entity, I assumed that maybe it was the ghost or spirit of someone who had died whose grave was disturbed when the man in our group accidentally knocked the cover off of it or the memorial object for it over, and then I quickly went to exorcise the spirit or entity from the man.

I am not sure what I did exactly, maybe I physically beat the spirit out of him but I can not remember, I just know that I did something very quickly to the man that caused the spirit or entity to leave his body.

The spirit or entity (which was still a ghost-like ball of light / mist / smoke / whatever) then hit my leg, I am not sure if it was trying to possess me too or not, and I am not sure if it went inside my body or inside someone else’s body or where it went.

I just remember waking up not knowing where it went or if I was possessed now or not.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the evening or night when it was dark, and I was at a fictional house that my family and I lived in and my mom and my brother GC and one of my other brothers were there too.

I think that I was inside the house at first when I noticed a car drive into our yard, a woman and a man with light-color skin who seemed to be a couple parked their car in our yard, and they got out to walk in the back of our yard like maybe they wanted to see our pets and / or like our yard was a small park or something like that.

The couple was holding hands looking happy as they walked through the back of our yard, I watched them from the window and the back door, but I probably did not bother them and at some point they got back in their car and they started to drive away.

Right before I was about to go back to what I was doing I noticed a creepy white van or ice cream-like truck very slowly driving past our yard briefly blocking the couple from driving out of our yard, after it passed the couple drove away, but I walked outside to see if the creepy truck or van would turn around.

Something about that van or truck did not seem right to me so I was on alert, like I expected the van or truck turned around and it drove into our yard, and I could see and hear that there were many cages on it with what seemed to be dogs inside so I walked back into the house to tell my family.

My mom acted like she was expected them and she wanted one of us to go outside to greet them but I wanted nothing to do with this other than watching to make sure that they did not try anything, and I did not trust them and I had a bad feeling about this.

My mom went to go greet them so one of my brothers and I followed her, the person driving the van or truck was an old somewhat overweight woman with gray / white hair with light-color skin, and she seemed suspicious to me and I did not trust her even though she was acting like a somewhat nice old lady.

The old woman had taken all of the dogs out of the cages, it seemed that she was selling them, and it seemed that my mom was going to buy two of the dogs so she needed to pick which two she wanted but I did not think that this was a good idea and I was against this.

The dogs were acting wild and barking and some of them were acting aggressive, and I noticed that some of them or all of them looked very strange like medium-to-large werewolf-like dogs.

The strangest of the dogs looked like the oldest and meanest and like the dog who was the leader, I assumed that it was a male, and it was a strange blueish color with medium-length wet-like human-like hair on its head so it looked almost like a combination of Michael Corvin’s lycan (werewolf)-vampire hybrid form from the Underworld movies combined with a dog.

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My brother GC walked over to the dogs and he got in the face of the most aggressive dogs including the leader, and he looked them in the eyes and he yelled at them to shut-up (be quiet) until they mostly got quiet and sat down except for the leader and a few who were growling at him.

I decided to walk over there to back my brother up because the leader was still growling, and then the leader slowly surrendered and he sat down quietly as well so now my mom could pick which two she wanted.

I still did not like this, I think that I heard some voices in the distance, and so I walked away to investigate and I saw and overheard two men with light-color skin talking outside the yard in the darkness.

One of them was a bald rough strong-looking man wearing a dark-color jacket with a lower class British accent, and they were talking about their plan which was to sell two dogs to our family who would probably kill my family so that they could take our land.

I then went to warn my family about this, but I woke up.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was with some of my family (my parent’s and one or more of my brothers) outside during the day I think, and I remember the actor Sylvester Stallone walking by us and he stopped because he recognized my dad.

Mr. Stallone told my dad that he looked familiar, he paused for a moment trying to remember how he knew my dad, and then he remembered an old memory from back when he met my dad.

My dad did not remember at first so Mr. Stallone reminded my dad about the time that they met many years ago back when my dad was still in the military, but I can not remember the story that Mr. Stallone told but I do know that it was a positive memory that they laughed about.

Mr. Stallone said that he wanted to recreate that memory in one of his movies one day and that he would contact my dad if that day ever comes, my dad probably gave him his mobile phone number, and they briefly talked before saying goodbye.

But I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


A Children Who Chase Lost Voices Dream

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Dream 1

I think that part of this dream from last night was inspired by an unexpected Japanese animated (anime) film that came on television on Toonami on Adult Swim on Cartoon Network late last night that my brother GC and I watched called Children Who Chase Lost Voices (Children Who Chase Stars Or Children Who Chase Lost Voices From Deep Below Or Journey To Agartha):

But that is all that I can remember of that part of the dream, and another part of the dream possibly involved me thinking about information about orgonite and how last night while looking up information about it again I finally found the name of the website/seller/vendor who I bought my orgonite pendant from years ago, and his name/website name was Uboslav but that website no longer exists and his new website is showing up as a blank page for me and his YouTube channel and social media accounts have not been updated in a year or more.

But that is all that I can remember.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and maybe some of my family, my uncle CE, random families (parents and children), one or more employees (workers), and I were where the garden by The G House used to be and where the back driveway for The E House is and where the area to the left side of where The R Trailer (Mobile Home) used to be.

One or more people had this area set up where people could pay to come play games, video games, see various non-human animals like a mini-zoo, visit various booths, and more and I had false memories of this place from when I was a kid and this place was now opened again it seemed for the first time in many years but it was very lacking compared to how it was in my false memories of it from when I was a kid.

I remember walking with my uncle CE around looking at the cages of various non-human animals, my uncle CE was trying to show off his knowledge of the various animals by constantly talking about them, and he even opened one of the cages of snake worms or snake caterpillars that looked like worms or caterpillars but were possibly a type of snake.

He picked up one of them and he put it on maybe my arm, it crawled on me while my uncle CE told me about it, and then he put it back in the cage with the others.

Something caught the attention of my uncle CE so he pulled me over to it by grabbing me by my the hand and pulling me over there and showing it to me while walking me around by hand almost like a kid, he was constantly trying to show off his knowledge and manliness it seemed which is normal for him, but him grabbing me by the hand and pulling/walking me around like a kid was completely out of character for him and so even in the dream this confused me and was strange and out-of-place but I assumed that he just got overly excited or was partly drunk or something like that.

After getting free from my uncle CE I looked around in sadness by how terrible and boring this place was compared to my false memories of it from when I was a kid, back then there was much to do and see and it looked nice, but now it was barely anything and boring and ugly with many missing things and ruins of old things that used to be there.

I looked around at the family of parents and children feeling bad for them because they had missed out on how great this place used to be, it was sad thinking that a new generation of people would grow up only knowing this place in its current sad state and that this would be all that they would know, and I looked around at the ruins that they had not bothered to clean up and the clear empty spaces where things used to be and I only remember seeing one old arcade machine that was possibly still there and possibly still working.

I compared my false childhood memories of this place with how it was now, I remember feeling so sad that I started tearing up and I wanted to cry as I remembered good times from my childhood, and how so many things and people and places et cetera that I remembered were now gone/dead/destroyed/changed/et cetera and I missed some of those things/people/places/memories/times/et cetera and I wished that I experience those things/places/people/times/et cetera again and/or that I could bring them back (so maybe part of this dream was also inspired by the Japanese animated film Children Who Chase Lost Voices).

As I was tearing up and trying to stop myself from crying I noticed in the distance to my right side that a boy with dark-brown skin with short black hair was staring at me, and so I turned away and I said something to my family trying to act like things were normal hoping that he did not notice that I had almost started crying.

I assumed that he had noticed this but I put on this act anyway just in case, and I woke up as I tried to recover.

The end,

-John Jr


10,000 Spoons

Alanis Morissette – Ironic (Official 4K Music Video)

What Is It?

The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called 10,000 Spoons, and the prompt was:

…When all you need is a knife might not be ironic, but it is unfortunate.

Add your own verse, stanza, or story of badly-timed annoyance to Alanis Morissette’s classic.


The Battle Of Beep Beep Boop | A Man Cleaning Pet Areas (Pens) & The Blue Van Will Not Move

Wow! Things are getting crazy on again with bugs/glitches/confusion/annoyances/anger/et cetera all over the place; and The Battle Of Beep Beep Boop is taking place at the Forums and I have joined the resistance again as usual 😀 :

Pacific Rim: Stacker Pentecost’s speech.

Anyway, last night I had several dreams, but I forgot all of them except for part of my last dream because I failed to voice record my dreams before going back to sleep.

So almost all of my dreams from last night and the beginning of my last dream are forgotten now.

My last dream took place during the day in a fictional multi-story building that seemed to have The E Manor inside of it along with maybe dorms/apartments, a restaurant that possibly had a buffet, a pet area or pet pens in the yard, and various types of areas on different floors of the building.

I can not remember most of the dream now, but I know that my family was there except for probably my brother CC, and there were other people inside the building as well.

Various things happened that I can not remember, but I do remember going to the restaurant part of the building one or more times.


Donating Blood | My Former Classmate DS Beats Up A Man Who Was Threatening His Own Girlfriend

Description English: Interior of bus for blood donating in Poland. Polski: Wnętrze autobusu do oddawania krwi. Date 12 September 2010 SourceOwn work Author Ciacho5 Other versions BloodDonating30.JPG
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I woke up early this morning to go to the annual Christmas Parade in the city of D with my family and a blood donation vehicle was there and so I started donating blood before/during/after the parade started (I got to see some of the parade from the windows of the blood donation vehicle), this was my first time donating blood this year (I try to donate at least once a year now, and I have donated blood the last three years in a row now to help people and I hope to eventually get over my fear/negative reactions to having blood taken), and for the first time ever I did not have any of my normal negative reactions to having blood taken (except for my normal negative reactions of increased pulse rate and blood pressure before I even finished the paperwork, and so we had to wait for my pulse rate to go down first before I could donate blood 😀 ).

I successfully donated my blood without a problem this time which is/was amazing (the cold weather, the Christmas parade, talking to the nurse, having my MP3 Player, and having donated the last two years in a row before this all seemed to have helped me), and I barely remember part of the end of my last dream from last night.

The dream took place during maybe a gray day and I was in my parent’s yard walking toward my grandfather’s yard, and a lot of people were hanging out in my grandfather’s yard for some unknown reason(s); and some of the people were people I knew like some of my former classmates like my former classmate DS, but I did not know the rest of the people there.

As I was walking through the alley by the pet cages I saw a truck parked in the street by the bus stop area of my grandfather’s yard and a man was yelling at his girlfriend threatening her and trying to force her to do something that she did not want to do, and it seemed that he was going to physically attack her; and he was so loud that we all heard it, so a lot of the men at my grandfather’s house went to go see what was going on, and watched from a distance outside the yard waiting to see if I needed to help or not.

The men started warning the man that he was wrong and that they were not going to let him attack his girlfriend but he was defiant and he argued back with them, and my former classmate DS was the most verbal/aggressive toward the man; and both of them started arguing, my former classmate DS was cautious at first, but knowing that he had the support of the other men caused him to feel bold/confident enough to fight the man if necessary.

The man turned away to maybe grab and/or attack and/or threaten and/or take away his girlfriend, and so my former classmate DS angrily punched the man from behind with a wild and wide punch/haymaker so hard that the punch knocked the man to the ground to the surprise of everyone; and my former classmate DS started angrily saying things to the man as he tried to recover from the punch, my former classmate DS started to look a bit afraid as the man got up to fight back, but I think that maybe one or more of the men in the crowd might have attacked the man as well giving my former classmate DS an advantage.

My former classmate DS took advantage of this and then he started beating up the man while angrily talking to him/trash talking him/et cetera as some people started to leave because they were afraid that someone would call the police, I watched from outside the fence waiting to stop the fight/beating if necessary, but my former classmate DS stopped beating the man once it was clear that he had won; but I am not sure if anyone called the police or not.

I just remember finally going into the yard to talk with my former classmate DS and some of the other people who stayed, and my former classmate DS was not sorry about beating up the man and he was a bit proud about it; but I still sensed that he had been afraid until he knew that he had the support of the other men and when they possibly briefly helped him during the fight, and he was probably slightly afraid that the police might come soon but he felt that they would probably not arrest him once they were told the situation but I woke up as we were still talking.

The end,

-John Jr