I got in bed late, I had several dreams that I remembered, but I only recorded part of my last dream so I forgot the rest.
The dream took place during the day and I was probably not in the dream, but I am not sure.
Tag: Classified Information
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The Soviet Union And / Or Russia?
Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I was at The B Parish Library where I work, and I remember seeing my former male classmate DH there so I talked with him.
During our conversation he possibly suggested that I have a party, at some point we said goodbye and I probably told him that I would contact him if I decided to have a party, and then I remember leaving the library and driving during the day past McDonald’s.
On the right side of the road was a parking lot with a small one-story building with a fictional business that I assumed could probably make me some party invitations, and so I decided to go to this business to see if this was true and how much would it cost.
I parked and I went inside the business, all the workers that I saw were female, and there were a few shoppers already there ahead of me at the back of the middle of the room so I waited.
As I was waiting I saw movement out the left corner of my eye, a cover was being removed which revealed two windowed counters with two female workers, and on the left side was a female employee with brown skin and on the right side was a woman with tanned (possibly makeup or a fake tan) white skin with maybe brown hair that was pinned up and she was dressed in a formal military-like outfit that looked like an old solid color old Soviet Union and/or Nazi Germany-like uniform and she looked and sounded like a stereotype of a female soldier in the old Soviet Union and/or Russia.
I then noticed a boy with white skin and maybe yellow hair wearing a male child informal version with shorts instead of a skirt of the outfit that the female employee on the right was wearing, it reminded me of something the Hitler Youth might wear but it was probably an old Soviet Union-style too, and he was playing outside the area where the female employee on the right was sitting so this seemed to be her son.
Near or on the counter where the female employee on the right side was I noticed a nice wooden and metal plaque of a map that seemed to be of the old Soviet Union or Russia and I saw a red and gold symbol that possibly had star on it and seemed to represent the old Soviet Union or Russia, and the map even had text showing the names of places but it was all in Russian it seemed so I could not read it.
The female employee on the right side greeted me with a heavy Russian accent and she asked me what could she help me with today, but the another woman (I am not sure who, maybe the female employee with brown skin on the left side, or a woman behind me who I could not see) said something about the boy who was playing and she said something like this:
“Isn’t that the boy who was saved by the Ku Klux Klan (KKK)?” (This was said like maybe the woman said this as a veiled way to warn me, and hopefully cause some trouble and make me not want to do business with the female employee on the right side)
I saw a flashback of the boy inside a building in Russia or the old Soviet Union at a rally, and some members of the Ku Klux Klan (KKK) were there among mostly citizens of the Soviet Union or Russia.
They were either celebrating saving the boy and/or they had just saved him and then celebrated, I am not sure what they saved him from, and the flashback ended.
The woman on the right side made a facial expression that showed that she was worried that hearing that information would make me leave, so I assume that boy was her son, and that she was worried about some customers reactions to hearing that they had some involvement with the Ku Klux Klan (KKK) in some way (not that they were members or anything, but that they were possibly in a group who were allies of the KKK maybe but I am not sure).
To their surprise I did not let this bother me, I asked the female employee on the right side if they could make party invitations and how much would it cost, and she told me that they could but she needed to look up how much it might cost so I waited for her to do this.
As I waited I realized that this was a bit stupid of me, I could save money and print my own party invitations using our laser printer, but I woke up.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was working at my shelver job at The B Parish Library, which looked different, and my female coworker Mrs. C was there and a fictional female coworker with white skin with maybe long brown hair who was from Russia or the old Soviet Union.
At some point I saw my former male classmate DH like I did in the last dream, but this time he had a fictional male friend with him with dark brown skin with short black hair so I talked with them as I worked and sometimes I stopped working to talk with them.
Sometimes I would catch myself talking too loudly and so I would try to talk quietly when I would catch myself doing this, and I possibly would sometimes blackout where things would suddenly go from black like I was briefly unconscious.
This possibly happened even when I was talking where sudden I would return from black wondering what just happened, and the last blackout seemed very long and I caught myself talking too loudly again.
I was not sure what time it was after the last blackout so I ended my conversation or it had already ended during my blackout, and then I started rushing to finish my work.
I was confused about the blackouts, it seemed that I would blackout but probably still be standing and/or talking, and I would have no memory of what happened during those times.
As I was trying to finish my work I overheard my fictional female coworker from Russia or the old Soviet Union talking to two men with white skin with Russian accents, and I heard her agreeing to steal some probably classified information and/or materials from the library and/or government to give to them so that they could take it back to Russia or the old Soviet Union so they seemed to be spies or something like that who had recruited her to help them because she was from Russia or the old Soviet Union.
She told them to meet her after work at a certain location and she would give them the stolen information and/or materials, and then they left.
I decided that I would follow her after work, catch her in the act and stop her, and return the stolen information and/or materials and turn her in to the Director of The B Parish Library which is Mrs. EC.
After work I waited for her to finish work, I followed her to the location, I caught her in the act and I probably video taped it, I took back the stolen information and/or materials, and then I returned it to The B Parish Library and turned her in to Director EC.
Director EC thanked me, the fictional female employee was fired and probably arrested and the two men were probably arrested, and the stolen information and/or materials were safely returned and the government was probably investigating this incident.
I felt somewhat bad for my former fictional female coworker, but I felt that I did the right thing but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
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Evasive Action
The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called Evasive Action, and this is what it said:
What’s the most significant secret you’ve ever kept?
Did the truth ever come out?
And this is my response:
I recently said that I thought and I felt that the Daily Prompts were asking too many personal questions sometimes and now today’s Daily Prompt is even more personal, wow, really?
At this rate future Daily Prompts might ask for our passwords, bank account numbers, birth certificates, addresses, phone numbers, email addresses, usernames, licenses, national IDs, tax records, degrees, diplomas, passports, safe codes, safe words, et cetera. 😀
Also for almost a month or for a month now there has been a bug where the Daily Prompts do not show up in the WordPress.com Reader so you have to be following by email or manually to even know that a Daily Prompt is released each day, I reported this bug twice to the WordPress.com Staff and it was acknowledged as a bug and they said that they were working on it, but it still has not been fixed yet weeks later; and so it would be nice if they could fix this, and I would recommend that other people also report this to them too (WordPress.com Contact Page or help@wordpress.com) if you have noticed this same bug.
Anyway, my answers to this once again overly personal Daily Prompt is:
That is classified information, and even if it was not I would probably not answer this question.
No, and I plan on keeping it that way.
The end,
-John Jr
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Mr. AB From T-Mobile
I got awakened suddenly from my last dream by a loud bumping noise like someone had knocked on the wall outside the bedroom or something like that, and this caused me to forget most of my dreams; and I looked outside the window and I looked outside both doors, but I saw no one outside so maybe someone in the house had accidentally bumped the wall or something like that.
One part of the dream involved a woman and a relationship I think but that is all that I can remember of that part of the dream, and the next part of the dream involved Mr. AB a worker from the T-Mobile store in the city of LC talking with several people and I inside an apartment/school-like building.
Dream 1
All that I can remember of the first dream is an old rich man with whitish colored skin with whitish colored hair and maybe some of his friends being brought pea coats and other types of clothing to look at/try on inside a building, outside in the city/wherever an outbreak/attack/something like that started that was possibly related to the television show The Strain, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of the second dream is going inside what possibly was a bar/restaurant/apartment/house/building where I lived in one of the rooms across from the bar that was like my brother GC’s room, my memory is unclear but I remember seeing a tall somewhat overweight woman with whitish colored skin with long yellowish colored hair who had nice long somewhat athletic legs and she was showing a lot of legs and maybe she had a t-shirt and/or small dress with an open very short whitish colored fur coat/whatever covering the top of her shoulders and she had somewhat heavy eye liner/eye lash makeup/whatever and she somewhat reminded me of an American version of the female character from the television show The Strain named Dutch Velders (played by the actress Ruta Gedmintas), and I had a strong desire/need for some physical and emotional contact and I found her attractive so I asked her if she would eat/drink/talk/watch television with me in my room/bedroom and she said yes.
I walked her to my room/bedroom and then I went back to the restaurant/bar area to get our food/drinks on trays to take to her, at the bar was a man with whitish colored skin with dark-colored hair and maybe facial hair who kept looking around like he was expecting someone and wondering where they went, and I returned with our food/drinks to my room/bedroom.
I wanted us to sit on my bed next to each other eating, drinking, talking, and watching television; and after that I hoped to at least cuddle while talking and watching television, if more than that happened that was okay with me, if that was all that happened I was perfectly fine with that.
I just seriously wanted basic physical and emotional contact and cuddling while talking and/or watching television and/or sleeping was exactly what I wanted and hoped for, and so I was a bit in a rush for this to happen so I wasted no time in sitting on the bed as closely as I could to her as we talked/ate/drank/watched television.
This did not last long and she asked for a bit of space so I sat in a chair next to my bed, after we finished eating/drinking I tried to sit on my bed again with her as we talked and watched television and I started trying to cuddle with her which was a bit awkward because she was tall and taller than me and my bed was a twin sized bed but she kept complaining about/rejecting various cuddling positions so that stopped, since cuddling did not work out I started trying to make out with her instead but that was eventually rejected as well and she laid down and she asked for some space so I sat on the end of my bed while she laid on my bed as we watched television, she then said that she was tired so I probably turned the television off and she started to complain that she was too tall/long for my bed so I asked her to lay straight and properly on the bed so that I could see if she could fit and she barely could if she slightly bent her knees so she did this, and she asked for some space so I sat in the chair again.
It was clear that she was not interested in me or with cuddling with me or anything, it seemed that she just used me and was going to use my bed/room/bedroom and eventually ask me to leave my own room/bedroom so I would have to sleep on a couch in the bar/restaurant/somewhere else, and so I started collecting our dishes so that I could go wash them (I remember finding her fork but not her tray and other dishes, and so I had to ask her where she put them); and then I noticed the man at the bar again, I then assumed that he had been waiting on the woman, and so I told the woman about him hoping that she would leave and it worked (I think that she was originally with the man, he probably walked off to get her something, and then we met and she left with me after forgetting about him).
At some point she or they left and I got approached by several men in suits who either I worked for or they offered me a job, they probably worked for an intelligence agency or the government somehow, and they told me that they have been probably investigating the woman who uses people for various purposes (food, drink, money, information, shelter, et cetera) probably because she was suspected of stealing and selling classified information that she got from an intelligence agent/government worker/politician/whoever she used; and they wanted me to hang out with her again, but I can not remember why or what my mission was exactly (maybe they wanted to catch her in the act of doing something illegal, and so maybe I was to be used as bait/a trap as they watch/record everything).
I told them that the woman was gone but they told me that she would be back shortly, they said that she does not usually take long when using people and so she would be back soon after using the man who she probably left with to return to find someone else to use, and so I waited and they were correct; and I remember talking and playing pool with the woman in the bar/restaurant, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 3
All that I can remember of the third/last dream is that it took place during a nice day in my parent’s yard and I had my automobile parked by the back door with the back door of my automobile open, and I was laying in the back of my automobile laying down relaxing and enjoying the moment and the nice day/view.
I somewhat went to sleep and then I woke up hearing construction noises and machinery/equipment/vehicles in the distance, some in my parent’s yard, and some across the street where the abandoned mobile home is; and I saw some construction workers in all three locations with two of them in my parent’s yard using an old wooden box to hold an object that they were sawing or something like that.
The two construction workers noticed me laying there in the back of my automobile and they probably thought that I was dead and/or they wanted to ask me for permission to use the old wooden box to saw objects on/whatever, I tried to pretend that I was sleep as I saw them getting closer because I did not feel like being seen/bothered, but when they got closer I stopped pretending and I sat up to see what they wanted but I can not remember what they wanted.
After they walked off I noticed that a new house was being built where the abandoned mobile home should be and it already had a frame and most of its roof, the side of the fence separating it from The B House was removed, and the new house was probably going to be connected to The B House to form one long rectangular house; and so it seemed that our neighbors at The B House now owned both properties, but I woke up.
After waking up I found out that construction work really was taking place at the abandoned mobile home, they seem to be working on the roof, and so maybe my mind heard the sounds of this as I slept and dreamed of it.
The end,
-John Jr
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