An Elementary Inspired Dream | Adventuring With Some Classmates | A Dream Within A Dream Of Reuniting With Some Classmates

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Dream 1

I remember part of three dreams from last night but I am not sure which of the first two dream fragments took place first, so I will start with the dream inspired by the TV show Elementary which I watched an episode of last night for the first time, and it took place during the day I think in a fictional city or a fictional version of a city in L.

I was with Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Joan Watson from the TV show Elementary, I remember riding around with them in their automobile & I remember us buying things at various places and doing other things that I can not remember, and I remember that I had to buy almost everything for myself and some things for them; and I remember that they only bought me one thing the entire trip, and I felt that they should buy me more stuff since I had bought stuff for them but I can not remember the details related to this.

At some point we stopped at a grocery store and went inside to shop, and Mr. Holmes saw some wine on sale for $3 a bottle or two bottles for $3; and so he bought two bottles, and we went back to the automobile but Mr. Holmes wanted to buy some more wine.

They asked me to go buy at least six more bottles of wine and so I went inside to get the wine, while getting the wine my dad walked over toward the wine too, and it seemed that he had talked with Mr. Holmes & Mrs. Watson outside and that they probably asked him to get the wine if he did not see me getting it; but my dad saw me getting the wine and so he stopped, we briefly spoke, and then I walked toward the front with the wine & oddly I had a small pile of clothing that I was carrying magically that I had somehow brought into the store without noticing at first it seemed.

I put the clothes on the counter telling the male worker at the cash register that the clothes were mine and that I brought them from outside, and I asked him to scan them to prove that they did not belong to the store; and so he did, and it was clear that the clothes were mine & did not belong to the store.

He started ringing up/scanning the wine and I realized that Mr. Sherlock & Mrs. Watson did not give me money for the wine that they wanted, and so I was going to have to use my money again to buy something for them; which annoyed me a bit, and I was going to ask them to pay me back once I got back to the automobile but I woke up.

Dream 2

I almost remember nothing of the next dream which involved me and some classmates (fictional and/or real former classmates) going on an adventure or something; and I remember us working together as I team but that is all that I can remember except that one of the classmates was a woman who looked a bit like a younger version of Carol Peletier from the TV show The Walking Dead but with longer hair, and I guess I went to sleep in the dream at some point.

Dream 3

I woke up in the dream thinking that I was awake but I was really in another dream, so I was now in a dream within a dream I guess, I remembered dreaming of adventuring/working together with some classmates; and I felt/remembered that we were supposed to meet in a park, but this new dream or dream within a dream took place years later & so we were older now.

It was a nice day and I went to a park that looked like a fictional version of W Park, I went to a fictional bridge where we were supposed to meet, and there I came across my former classmate AM & another man who looked like a former soccer/football teammate of mine; they were walking by, and they looked older but also a bit younger at the same time which was odd.

I barely recognized AM since he had a receding hairline and he looked different & maybe shorter, he wore a black sports coat/jacket with a white v-neck t-shirt with dark pants, and I greeted him/them; but AM seemed to be trying to keep walking, but I got him to briefly stop to talk.

I told him how we both got/look older now and I joked that I got even uglier, I mentioned a few other things like that I remembered having a dream last night with some classmates (I did not realize that I was still dreaming and maybe AM was in that dream but I am not sure) & I gave him a short overview of the dream, but AM started trying to walk off again; and then the man walking with him told me that he knew me and he asked me if I recognized him, and I told him that he looked like one of my former soccer/football teammates (who was deaf).

The classmate from the other dream who looked a bit like Carol from The Walking Dead was also older & looked older but a bit young at the same time, she had her hair cut short now & looked even more like Carol, and she greeted me as I was saying goodbye to AM & the other man.

She remembered the meeting location as well and we talked about the dream from earlier and the other classmates from that dream, and we talked about how we were older now; and we both seemed to get along very well.

I think that we saw some of the other classmates starting to arrive at the park to meet us on the bridge, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Staying At My Grandfather’s House During A Storm

I barely remember part of a dream that took place at my grandfather’s house during the night and until the next morning, and some of my aunts (ME & a few others)/cousins (ME & one or two others)/my direct family/I were there during a storm; most of us arrived at my grandfather’s house since it is a brick house & we knew a storm was coming, and so it was safer there.

I remember the wind being very strong outside and I spent most of my time in the family room, which had a fictional small room with no front wall but two short side walls near the entrance/exit door in the family room, and at some point the wind got so strong that at least two windows in the family room busted/burst; and several other windows in the house like a window on the entrance/exit door in the hallway, maybe one or more windows on the second floor, and many one or more windows.

I remember being surprised that the wind was strong enough to do that, stronger than any hurricane or tornado that we have survived so far, and so I got a bit worried about the damage that might be caused (among other things).

I remember pieces of glass blowing around which was a bit dangerous with some small pieces getting stuck on me, with larger pieces being on the ground getting stuck in my shoes, and so we had to avoid glass & remove pieces off our clothes & from under our shoes; and so we took cover in rooms with no broken windows to avoid the glass & stuff blowing around, and at some point we went to sleep.

The next morning things had calmed down a lot but I still was too cautious to go outside, I remember looking at the damage inside the house, but I was afraid to go to the second floor since it has been abandoned for so many years & probably has/had spider webs/insects/who knows what else up there.

The others stayed inside the house as well and I wondered how badly was my parent’s house damaged, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Finding Old Personal Photographs And Objects

I remember part of two dreams from last night, with the first dream taking place in a fictional building that I think was mall-like or it took place in an independent area, either way I remember going inside a place that was library / bank / arts & crafts store / flea market-like (maybe it was all of those joined in one store with each of those having a separate part of the place).

I know that near the entrance there was a large wooden desk with one or more workers behind it, and I remember that the place had a combination of things that were for sale/things that you could trade for/things that were free/things that you could rent/things that you could look at only (art work that was for show); and some things were new and some things were used.

I remember that there was paintings, sculptures, handmade jewelry, handmade crafts, books, clothes, photographs, et cetera.

The first part of the store had most of the new stuff, the middle part of the store had most of the used & for rent stuff, and the last part of the store had mostly the free stuff that looked like mostly old/dusty stuff that people donated or something; and I spent some time in the first two parts of the stores looking at the amazing variety of things that were either handmade or collectible / antique-type items mostly.

This place reminded me of another place like this that I have dreamed about before, there was more to this dream, but I forgot the middle parts of the dream; and I just remember meeting my former co-worker JF.

We talked and explored the third part of the store and we found a large old dusty folded album/binder-like thing with many pockets when you opened it, and it opened up very long since it was folded so much; and inside of it was a lot of old photographs, objects, books, et cetera.

To my surprise I noticed that some of the photographs were of me as a baby & kid (some were of real life photographs, some were fake photographs of real moments in my life, and some were just fake photographs of fake moments in my life), and I noticed some photographs that had some of my indirect family members in them like my cousin DE & my cousin ME & and a few other indirect family members.

I remember pointing out personal photographs of my indirect family and I to JF, it was like looking at old memories in the form of photographs, and JF started to notice old photographs of some of his family & himself as well.

We also found old books that belonged to some of our indirect family members, we found some old personal notebooks / notes / papers / et cetera of ours & some of our indirect family members, we found old personal cassettes / albums / et cetera, and other types of personal old objects.

We were amazed and having a good time looking through all the old personal objects wondering how did it all get here and how did it all fit in this one album/binder-like thing, but either the place was going to close or JF needed to leave; and so we took the album-binder-like thing to the front desk to see if they would let us have it for free since it was mostly our stuff & stuff that belonged to our families or we would buy it.

The woman at the front desk let us have it, since it was probably free anyway, and then we left; and somehow got to my parent’s yard at some point.

During our trip there we had divided all of our stuff so that I could keep my stuff and give the rest to my indirect family members who it belonged to, and JF would do the same for himself & his indirect family members.

We arrived to my parent’s yard during the day and my dad was outside (maybe my mom as well), and I showed him/them the stuff that we found & we told them about how we found it; and then I took our stuff inside the house, and I went back outside.

My dad started talking to me about a house but I am not sure what he was talking about exactly but here are some of the possibilities: that he wanted to go house shopping with me for a new house for our family in another city, that he wanted to go house shopping with me for a house for me in another city, that he was going to let me permanently stay at our current house and he wanted to go on a trip with me to another city, or something, either way he wanted to go with me to another city & he mentioned something about a house.

My former classmate JS showed up as JF was leaving, and he wanted me to go house shopping with him in another city & maybe he was also offering me a chance to stay at whatever house he bought; and so my dad and JF both had competing offers, and so I tried to decided which offer to choose.

I am not sure which offer I chose, maybe I chose a compromise where I would go house shopping with JS, and then return another day to go on a trip in another city with my dad & house shop with him or whatever he wanted to do; whatever I chose, I think that I remember flying in a small airplane, that probably belonged to JS.

If that is correct, then it was probably pretty fun & I probably got to help fly the airplane, and it was like some of the rare dreams that I have sometimes where I get to fly something or fly in something; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

4-22-2012 | Dream Fragments | I Am Batman

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I barely remember part of two dream fragments, with the first dream taking place during the day at a fictional version of where my grandfather’s house should be & the dream seemed to take place in an older time period shortly after the end of slavery maybe, and a man with dark brownish colored skin was walking from work maybe to visit his mother who lived where my aunt JE’s house should be.

The man was wearing clothes like he had worked in cotton fields or something like that, but then a group of homeless looking kids stopped & asked the man for help; the man felt sorry for them, and so he followed them to help them with something.

Along the way he talked to the kids asking them questions since he did not recognize them and they asked him questions.

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The Open House | John Jr Gets Kidnapped

Here are two dream fragments I had almost a week ago, both dream fragments are from the end of both dreams.

The Open House

The first one is the most unclear and I only remember being at a nice house that was for sale, and the owner & her son were having an open house so that people could view the house.

I remember going to look at the house for some reason, even though I doubted I could afford a beautiful house like the one in the dream, and other people were there viewing the house as well.

For some reason I noticed that the owner was acting like she did not like me for some reason, but her son did not act like her and started to show me around the house & tell me about it.

He was like a fake version of C, and looked like he was only in 8th grade.

As we all looked around the house, the owner would sometimes give me a mean look or tell her son to go do something to interrupt my tour.

After a while I was about ready to leave, but somehow as I was walking out of the house I only had underwear on, somehow my clothes disappeared.

I was confused, embarrassed, and did not want the others to see me so I tried to sneak away without anyone noticing me but somehow the owner noticed me.

She came outside and started yelling at me about ruining her open house and that if I did not leave & never come back, she would call the police.

I got mad and told her that I did not do that on purpose, that I did not know where my clothes had went, and that I have tried to be nice even though she had continued to treat me badly for some unknown reason.

I did not feel like talking anymore, so I probably told her, “beep you!”, and walked off in my underwear; then I woke up. 😀

John Jr Gets Kidnapped

My second dream fragment starts off after I got kidnapped, I do not remember how or why, I just remember escaping into an abandoned house from my kidnappers.

I think I was in an automobile with the kidnappers but I saw an abandoned house, and I jumped out of the automobile to escape.

There were about 6-8 kidnappers and they all looked similar.

They wore long shirts, big long necklaces, baggy pants, hats, and other Hip Hop / Rap style clothing; they looked like annoying thug / rapper / generic BET (Black Entertainment Television) music video character wannabes or something, which was even more annoying. 😀

Some of them had guns, but I managed to run into this multi-floor house before they could get their pistols out.

The house was old and some parts had collapsed, but I kept running higher up the stairs to the top floor, and went through a window in a room to escape back outside before they could see me.

I ran through a trail that led to the S inn or whatever in D, and I went inside telling the woman at the counter that I had escaped from some kidnappers & that I needed to call 911, she told me to use the telephone across the room.

I ran over to the phone and ducked under the counter, and called 911.

I quickly told them the situation and then ran into the parking lot to hide under a car, because I felt that the kidnappers would come looking for me soon.

I was right and the kidnappers came right after I had gotten under the car, they ran into the hotel with their guns and ran upstairs to look for me.

I stayed under the car waiting for the police to get there, so I could describe the appearance of the kidnappers and show them which automobiles were theirs; but I woke up before the police got there.

The end,
-John Jr 🙂