Gillian Anderson & Deliveries | A Detective | My Parent’s Fence Gets Hit By A Tractor

Last night I went to sleep on the couch for about 4 1/2 hours until 6:00 AM after watching television (Japanese anime) with my brother GC, I had several dreams during that time, but I only remember barely part of two dreams from that time; and then I remember part of a third dream that I had later after going to sleep in my bed.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that the actress Gillian Anderson was talking to some of her friends, and she mentioned maybe a dessert or something that she has delivered to her house.

Trying To Murder My Dad Or A Bigger Conspiracy?

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Last night I remember part of my last dream, but the dream is unclear during some of the important parts.

I remember being in D during the day at my parent’s house but I am not sure how the dream began, but I think that people in my family would take turns going over to Pastor BW’s house (which is not really in our neighborhood in real life) near MT Church; and who ever would go over BW’s house would help Mrs. W for a few minutes or hours each day.

It seemed that Mrs. W needed help with small everyday chores due to old age and health problems, and so one of us would help her each day; but I do not remember seeing Pastor BW during the dream, but maybe he was in the parts of the dream that I can not remember, I am not sure.

I remember that one day it was my turn to go over to BW’s house to help Mrs. W, I probably did not want to go and/or I was not comfortable and/or I wondered how long would we have to keep doing this, but I went over to BW’s house to help Mrs. W regardless.

I remember that Mrs. W was sitting on a couch watching TV in the living room mostly, while I did some of her chores, and I brought her food & drink; and I talked with her a bit.

I probably helped her for about an hour or so, and then I went back to my parent’s house; but this part is very unclear and the important parts are unclear, but this is my wild guess about what might have happened:

“I think that my brother GC and I were the only people at my parent’s house at first, and I think that we talked about being tired and/or uncomfortable with going over to help Mrs. W everyday; and we talked about some other things that I can not remember, that involved things that we did not like or something, maybe.

I think that at some point we had the small .25 ACP caliber pistol for some reason and we talked about something that I can not remember, maybe a plan and/or how to use the pistol and/or something, and we might have even tested the pistol; but I am not sure.

My dad came home at some point but I think that only my dad, GC, and I were in the house now; I am not sure if GC and I talked with my dad or not, but I sense that a strange/uncertain/dark mood/or something was present during this part.

I think that it was almost like a scene from the movie The Godfather where maybe GC and I had planned to possibly murder my dad or something, I am not sure, and I remember GC and I looking at each other like we were trying to confirm if we were going to murder my dad or not, but I could be wrong.

I think that for some reason it could not be me to murder my dad and that I could not be inside the house to witness it, so GC and I exchanged looks with no words, and I went outside.”

When I walked outside for a moment it was almost like I snapped out it/like I realized that what was about to happen was wrong/like I was not in my right frame of mind at first/like I was not myself at first/like the part before this was a false memory/ or I realized that GC probably thought that I meant to go through with the plan but I actually meant to cancel it or there was no plan but GC mistakenly thought that there was a plan, and so I went back inside to stop GC; but I saw GC standing or kneeling over my dad, who was laying on the ground on his back, and he seemed to be dead.

I started to panic and variety of thoughts & feelings rushed through my mind, and I started to ask GC what had he done and I made other panic sounds while saying/asking various things; I remember telling GC that this was not supposed to happen and/or that if it did happen, why did he not shoot our dad in the head to make sure that he was dead.

I tried to see where my dad was shot or if he was shot, oddly I did not see GC with a pistol and blood was not all over the place, and GC would not say what happened like he was in a trance or shock or something; I thought that I might have seen an area on my dad’s chest where he might have been shot or injured, but I was not sure.

I wanted to call 911/emergency services but my dad seemed to be dead at first and I was not sure what happened exactly, so I paused trying to decide what to do, since GC and/or I could be suspected of murder; and I was worried about GC going to jail, and so I started trying to decide should I try to clean up the crime scene or something.

I realized that cleaning up the crime scene and lying was too risky, so I started trying to forget what happened before I went outside, and since I was outside at the time I had no idea what had happened exactly; and so I did not need to lie about what happened while I was outside, because I did not see or hear what happened.

I literally started forgetting things and trying to fill in the blanks with my guesses of what happened in a way that would not incriminate GC or me & that would seem real to me, that is probably part of the reason that I can not remember this dream well enough, but then to my surprise my dad was still alive; and he started waking up, to my surprise/relief/and horror.

Surprisingly my dad did not remember what had happened to him, and I questioned him to see if he would remember anything but he did not; and then I tried to get him to let us take him to the hospital but he refused to my surprise, and then my mom & my other brothers came home.

I was still worried that my dad was seriously injured or had a bullet in his chest or something and I was worried that he would remember what happened to him and/or that he heard me talking to GC while he was on the ground, and so I was worried that GC might have actually tried to murder him and I felt responsible for that, if that had happened.

I had a variety of conflicting feelings and thoughts & there was a feeling of doom/dread/a feeling of that it was my fault, and I felt very awkward/ashamed.

I continued questioning my dad and trying to get him to let us take him to the hospital, he still did not remember what happened and he refused to go to the hospital, but he did agree to see the doctor in a day or two thanks to my mom helping convince him; and he said that he felt pretty good, surprisingly, just a bit of pain or discomfort.

At some point in the dream my dad, GC, and I were outside of the D High School but I can not remember the parts of the dream leading to this part; but I think that we were investigating what happened to my dad, and he was leading the investigation.

Something strange happened and my dad said that he finally remembered what happened somewhat, that him and another man up/kidnapped by a group of unknown people, and they executed or tried to execute him and/or the another man; and that he was not really our dad, but he was the other man (who looked a bit like Mitt Romney, oddly).

He showed us a burned dead body partly buried at the D High School near the road, which he said was either his real body or our dad’s body, and he said that the group of people had executed them or tried to execute them & they burned & they buried their bodies or one of their bodies there; and that somehow he was now in a body that looked like our dad and/or he was now in our dad’s body or they had changed his body to look like our dad or something crazy like that.

He said that he remembered that one of them was taken away by the group of people, that they thought that he was dead but he actually survived, and that our real dad was probably the one that they took away but he was not sure; he only knew that we had to find those people to figure out what happened to our dad and/or to his real body, or something crazy like that.

All of this seemed like some crazy conspiracy or something, but the burned and dead body did look fresh, and so his story/memory seemed to be based on some facts; and I started to realize that this situation maybe was a lot bigger than I thought.

I started to wonder if someone had tried to make it seem that my brother GC and I had tried to plan to murder my dad, to trick us and my dad (the man in my dad’s body or the man who now looked like my dad), like maybe they did something to confuse our minds or something to cover up a larger conspiracy; maybe they needed us alive and confused about the situation through their mind tricks, instead of dead.

I also started to wonder if this part of the dream was just me trying to fictionalize/rationalize/lie/cover up what really happened, to avoid facing the thought that I might have made a  plan with GC to murder my dad; but I was not sure.

As I was thinking about this and exploring the evidence, I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

I Want You

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Dream 1

Unfortunately I forgot most of my dream fragments, due to various circumstances, but I remember part of two dream fragments; with the first dream fragment taking place during the day in a fictional city, and I was with my family.

Something that I can not remember, happened in a parking lot with my family, it seemed that we were on vacation; and something serious happened in a store parking lot, something that would soon involve law enforcement.

For some reason even though we were not at fault, we felt that we had to try to clean up evidence that we were at the crime scene the best that we could, and then flee the area; I guess whatever happened involved some people who either had connection with law enforcement and/or one or more intelligence agencies & they could blame us for their crime and/or they were part of a serious criminal organization who had many connections or something.

I think that they had connections with law enforcement and intelligence agencies, I think that a group of rogue/bad intelligence agents had carried out an attack in the parking lot & maybe we killed one or more of them in self-defense, and then we found out their connections & we panicked or something; I can not remember, I just remember us trying to clean up the crime scene a bit as the police, FBI, CIA, and who ever else were on their way to the crime scene.

We did not have enough time to clean up the crime scene good enough, and we had to drive away because we heard sirens nearby; but that is all that I remember of that dream fragment.

Dream 2

The next dream fragment is very blurry and I have no idea where I was, maybe this was a semi-dream that was part dream & part daydream, I am not sure; several things happened that I can not remember, but then I remember hearing a woman’s voice singing the beginning lyrics of the Moloko song I Want You.

The voice sounded like Róisín Murphy‘s voice, there was probably no music, and then I saw Ms. Murphy walking toward me; and she was the one singing.

She walked up to me looking me straight in the eyes in an almost hypnotizing seductive way, she then probably touched me softly on my arms in a way that I could feel along my nerves and she whispered something to me seductively with almost the power of The Bene Gesserit Voice as she continued to stare into my eyes, and somehow we were on a bed at this point.

Then there was a longer than usual scene of touching, kissing, massaging, whispering, talking, laughing, smiling, partly undressing, relaxing, et cetera; which was very nice. 😉

We were taking it very slow and enjoying the moment, but I woke up.

Dream 3

I remember part of another dream where I was in LC and I went to the Dollar Tree store, and I saw my former male coworker S, who was an employee there like in real life.

I accidentally called him C, the name of his boyfriend, as I was leaving the store; and I remember realizing that I had mistakenly called him C as I was leaving the store.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

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