This dream took place during the day, and I was at a fictional Christian church where The E House should be or where it was.
I had a boombox or some other kind of music player that I was using as speakers so that the sermon et cetera could be heard by the audience, and so I was able to control the volume et cetera because the microphone was connected to it et cetera.
A church service was taking place, maybe it was a church that my uncle CC was going to, and maybe he had invited me or something but I can not remember.
Colin Powell was a special guest, he was sitting in the back pew on the left side and he was not dressed up, and the church welcomed him at some point during the church service.
The preacher was a man with dark-color skin with short black hair who preached at some point.
At some point I left with several people by boat across a body of water to a ship-like structure in the middle of the water.
Something was causing some people to become unstable and some would attack, and this happened to a man in our group.
This now unstable man followed me back to the church trying to attack me, we probably did not know what was causing some people to become unstable like this, and I remember yelling for help.
I ran back inside the church to arm myself with anything that I could use as a weapon, I got some makeshift melee weapons, and when the man tried to attack me when I walked I knocked him out / unconscious.
I barely remember part of two dreams from last night after getting awakened by an unknown female voice who/that called my name, I only remember the end of the first dream which took place in D during a cloudy grey day, and I was riding in an automobile with my parent’s on the highway to L near R Mobile Homes.
My mom was driving and she was driving us somewhere to show my dad something, but my dad did not seem interested; and he asked my mom to pull over to the right side of the road where a small fictional Christian church was located that my dad had been to before & I had fictional memories of this church as well, and a church service was about to begin so there were some kids & adults outside waiting for the church doors to be opened.
My mom pulled into the church parking lot which was only grass & dirt, my dad got out of the automobile wearing dirty/sweaty work clothes with a yellow colored rain coat & black colored rubber boots, and he told my mom that he was going to attend the church service instead of going to see whatever she wanted to show him; and so my mom tried to convince him to come with us but he refused, and so my mom asked how he was going to get back home & my dad said that he would find someone to give him a ride home or he would call us.
The church doors were opened by a woman who I recognized and who my dad knew, people started walking into the church, and my dad asked the woman who opened the door if they would be serving food after church (it was a joke/serious question); and the woman answered his question but I am not sure what she said, I just heard my dad talking about a complaint about the woman that he heard from someone he knew, and I recommended that he not say stuff like that out-loud in front of other people & the person who the complaint was about or talk about it at all.
My dad then started going into the church, and my mom & I drove off; but I woke up.
Dream 2
The second dream took place in a time period like on the Starz TV series Spartacus, and it involved the last battle of Spartacus & his people against Rome; and I was there oddly.
Spartacus split his forces so that most of them could escape to another country to be free, while he and a small group of his people like Gannicus / et cetera would fight the Romans to give the others time to escape to freedom/safety, and so he knew that this would probably be his last stand; but at least most of his people would be free.
The battle took place near a cliff/small mountain-like area with most of the battle taking place below it, and some of it on the top of it; but I am not sure if I fought or not, probably not, I remember being on top of the cliff/small mountain-like area watching most of this probably.
The Romans had them way out-numbered and they lost the battle as expected, but I am not sure if Spartacus escaped or not or if he was killed or not or if he was captured or not; but I know that Gannicus, some of the others, and I got captured by the Romans.
The Romans were going to execute/crucify us probably, but first they had a celebration/festival/whatever; and they took us to a villa as slaves/prisoners as they celebrated.
I remember being around Gannicus and the others as we waited to be executed/crucified eventually, and I remember a Roman citizen or slave who was a slightly thick/over-weight woman with somewhat large breasts with long black colored hair with whitish colored skin wearing a pink colored Roman-style outfit / dress / toga / stola whatever (who I was somewhat oddly attracted to inappropriately) entering the room to give orders/commands/instructions and/or something that I can not remember to some of us about something that I can not remember.
I forgot what happened during this part, but I do remember hearing the Romans having a good time as they celebrated in other parts of the villa, and I remember wondering if the others made it to freedom & I wondered what happened to Spartacus; but that is all that I can remember after being awakened by an unknown female voice that sounded like it came externally from in the real world near my right ear like someone was next to my ear who/that somewhat quietly said my name: “John…..” in a voice quiet enough not to scare me but loud enough & slow enough to get my attention & wake me up.
I woke up probably saying: “Huh!” (In reply to the unknown female voice), but I saw & heard no one in the room or the house; and so I have no idea who called my name since the house was empty since everyone had left about an hour before the unknown female voice woke me up, and so I assumed that maybe the voice came from the dream but sounded like it came from the real world but I still am not sure.
Either way the unknown female voice woke me up in time to get ready for a dentist appointment, my alarm clock had went off earlier but I turned it off to sleep a bit longer but I over-slept, and fortunately the unknown female voice woke me up in time for me to get ready & catch the dentist appointment just in time; and so I find this unknown female voice even more interesting/mysterious since it happened to wake me up just in time, strange, but I would like to say thank you to the unknown female voice for waking me up in time.
Last night I barely remember part of two dreams, with the first dream taking place in D during the day, and I remember slowly traveling my usual route from W Park to downtown D.
I probably met a few people along the way & did a few things, but I can not remember.
Dream 2
The next dream is very blurry & I remember being in a building or house, and I remember something to do with a Christian church service & I think that my dad was there; and we met a large man with medium-dark brownish colored skin with short black hair, who I think was a Christian preacher, like my dad & his wife was there.
After the church service or whatever, the man & his wife told us about a situation that they were trying to deal with, that involved Michael Jackson’s kids; I think that there was about seven kids or more.
They were worried about the money situation involving the kids, and the situation of taking care of the kids; and so they had called a gathering of all of Mr. Jackson’s kids, some of whom had probably never met before.
The kids were various ages and had various appearances, and they seemed excited to meet each other as they arrived at the building or house; a bit of a welcome party was thrown, where they all performed a few songs & dances together.
The man, his wife, my dad, and I were still talking about the various issues & situations & what to do about them as we watched them perform.
One of the performances got a bit loud & the lead singer was showing off a bit too much, and so the man & him got into an argument about that, and the man punched him; and then my dad & I tried to hold the man back, he was very big & strong, and so it was not easy.
A few other people helped, I was able to lock the man’s arms so he could not punch, but he was still strong enough to move; and so we had to talk to him to get him to calm down, since he was too strong.
He started to calm down & we started talking about what happened that made him lose control like that, and we walked to another area to avoid more conflict; the young man who he had punched, which was one of Mr. Jackson’s kids, was okay fortunately.
The man started to explain his frustration(s), but I woke up.
Last night I only remembered parts of my last dream, which I only remember the dream starting with me finding a VHS tape that my former male classmate SS made and I started watching it to see what it was, I guess, I remember seeing things from his point of view as the camera person.
It appeared that SS was at his uncle’s church recording a church service being led by Mike Murdock, the video jumped between at least four different parts that appeared to take place on different day and at different areas.
One part had Mr. Murdock preaching to younger people in what appeared to be a Sunday school class.
Another had Mr. Murdock preaching to the church or whatever.
There was a part that had Mr. Murdock talking or preaching in a church gym or something.
I can not remember what he was saying, but I do remember that somehow I was not in the dream during these parts but I was seeing things from the view of SS, which was weird; I think his brother MS was there too in these video clips.
It appeared that SS had only recorded parts of various services involving Mr. Murdock and had joined them all together, and then the tape ended.
At this point I was in the dream again and wanted to let SS know that I found his tape and return it to him, but first I wanted to see if I could save it to my computer to make a digital copy to send him online and make a DVD of it to send to him along with the VHS.
I did not think that he would really want it because I believed that the only reason that he probably recorded all of that was for his mom and not himself; either way I wanted to return it to him so he could give it to his mom and/or keep the copies himself; then I woke up.
That was strange for me to dream about any of that; a dream involving stuff not important to me and stuff I do not really care about, instead of dreaming about something that I find important and care about.
But that dream is interesting in its own way, I still have no idea why I had a dream like that.
Last night I remember two dreams, and the first dream took place at a fictional version of Lakewood Church.
It did look like Lakewood Church, I have been to the real church twice but I think they have a new and bigger church now.
I do not remember who was preaching or what was going on, but I think it was a normal church service and I think I was there with my family.
I remember walking to a hallway that had two bathrooms and on the other side of the hallway was another church.
This church was only one room and was connected to Lakewood Church by a hallway, which is strange, I think it was empty so I walked around in there thinking or something, I guess I did not feel like going back to the church service or something.
There was a double door or two doors at the entrance of this church, on the other side was another double door or two doors that led to another building.
The other building seemed to be a hallway with apartments, so I guess this church was connected to an apartment building.
It seemed like a cheap apartment, and as I was looking in the hallway I noticed people started coming inside the church, a few people were coming ever few minutes.
I walked around the apartment a little, but I can not remember what I saw.
I think I saw a few people, and maybe someone I went to my high school.
I went back to the church and there was a lot more people there and they started having a church service, except it did not seem like a normal church service to me.
I had the feeling they were Lutheran or some other Protestant group that I did know much about.
There was a variety of people there, and then things got a little weird like an extreme Pentecostal church service.
People were jumping, dancing, falling, probably speaking in tongues, clapping, praying loudly, and stuff like that.
But the noise was loud and the building was shaking like someone had big speakers, an earthquake, or many people jumping.
I decided to leave and go through the hallway back to Lakewood Church, it was hard to walk because of all the shaking and noise, I had to try hard to keep walking, it was weird.
Once I got to the hallway, I noticed Lakewood’s Pastor Joel Osteen was walking out of the bathroom and one of my little brothers came out of the bathroom too, Mr. Osteen seemed to have his same relaxed, nice, and peaceful personality; and for some reason I could feel a relaxed and peaceful feeling similar to the few dreams that had my grandmother in them but not so strong, I think this may be an important piece of information that will help me understand this dream better.
He was saying something and I think he was going to show my brother the way back to the Lakewood Church service, I just stood and watched.
After they left I went back to the Lakewood Church service too, but for some reason all the church people were gone and I did not see my brother or Mr. Osteen.
Also I think I found what was causing the building to shake, there was super load music and a lot of high school and/or college students jumping up and down like at a party or something.
Most of them had on Letterman jackets or jackets with their school emblems and school colors, and they all may have been guys like some fraternity or something.
I walked by and noticed one of my cousins, M, and I remember people started leaving & I think I saw my family but I went outside to talk with my cousin.
I do not know what we were talking about but I remember him getting mad and we started fighting, and I won by putting him in an arm bar submission and he gave up.
Then for some reason I was no longer there, and two other guys were fighting instead of us and I was watching it like I was invisible or watching TV or something.
They fought a few times and one of the guys kept winning, and the other guy got very mad, there even was a referee there.
Things got real serious when one of the guys tried to break the other guy’s arm, so the referee stopped the fight and an argument started.
Dream 2
Then I switched to another dream, in this dream I was at the Fire Mountain buffet restaurant in LC.
I was in the parking lot in my automobile and I went inside to eat, something happened so I left out of the building after only eating a bit of food.
I was going to go back inside to finish eating, but for some reason I was nervous or uncomfortable so I go back in my automobile, and I remember thinking that I did not pay but for some reason I thought it would be taken care of somehow, I do not remember how.
I then started thinking about what places in LC I should eat at every week, it seemed that I was just getting back to LC to start college, work, and live there again.
I think drove toward the M Soccer field, but I stopped by the apartments next to Fire Mountain and started to look around.
The apartments looked different and weird I think, I can only remember seeing some glass or something, like the building had some strange artistic style made from glass and other modern style materials.
Then I thought about going to look around M, and I started feeling nervous about my return to LC.
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