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The Anniversary Of An Assassination?

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I only remember barely part of several short dreams that I had when I kept waking up and going back to sleep checking the time that I had until I needed to get up for work, and some of these dreams probably continued in other dreams.

Dream 1

I am not sure if this is one or two separate series of dreams, my mind has possibly mixed two together, either way this series of dreams possibly involved an all or mostly female group with a female leader.

This possibly involved something from the Dune franchise, and this probably took place on another planet.

There was something about about an anniversary / holiday / whatever of maybe a major event that maybe involved the assassination of a past leader of the all or mostly female group, maybe they were trying to prepare or something, and there was something about their culture and history et cetera; but that is all that I can remember of this series of dreams.

Dream 2

This series of dreams was connected to me waking up checking the time and going back to sleep still partly trying to keep track of when I needed to wake up for work, and so this series of dreams involved things involving work and checking the time and getting ready for work et cetera.

Dream 3

This last dream took place during the day, and some of my family and I went to a fictional building in a fictional area.

I know that my mom, my brother GC, and I were there and maybe my brothers TDC and KDC.

We possibly went to and from this area, at some point when we were leaving we saw some of our family members from my mom’s side of the family arriving for maybe a family gathering and / or meeting at the building that we had just left from, and they wanted us to go to the gathering / meeting.

My brother GC and I and maybe my other brothers did not want to go really, I briefly remember talking to and being stared at by some of my family who were disappointed that it seemed that some of us might not go to the family gathering / meeting, and I remember leaving while considering going.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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Trying To Survive A Disaster / Zombie-Like Situation And Trying To Resist Peer Pressure

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Once again I do not feel like typing my dreams, but I will try to quickly/lazily type them without worrying about skipping details and making mistakes.

Dream 1

My first dream was a pretty detailed dream but I forgot most of it, this dream and the second dream seemed to share a theme about trying to resist peer pressure in group situations, and the first dream took place probably during the day in a fictional place that seemed to probably be in the Southern United States.

A zombie-like disaster seemed to be taking place where I and maybe some of my family were with a group of other survivors inside a building that belonged to a family who had whitish colored skin who ran a business from the building, and who lived there on this maybe farm-like property.

The family seemed to be running/controlling/teaching their survivor group like a cult combining parts of Christianity, their family business, Southern United States culture, peer pressure / brainwashing, their family culture, et cetera.

I was just trying to survive so I tried to resist this quietly by trying to stay independent but the family kept trying to convert everyone as the leader of the family (the father) would preach/talk to us like he was trying to sell us stuff, preach to us, peer pressure us, teach/train us in the families culture/rules/et cetera, et cetera.

While he was preaching/talking to us he started questioning me in front of everyone asking me if I believed or not because he noticed that I seemed to be quietly keeping my distance, I did not answer his question and I told him that I was just trying to survive and not get involved with their religion/beliefs/et cetera, but before he could finish peer pressuring me we got attack by zombies/whatever because someone failed to follow the safety rules/protocols which left an opening in our defenses.

We all rushed to deal with the situation and fix the opening in our defenses, we successfully did this, and then the father/leader angrily lectured the person who made the mistake and everyone else about the importance of following the safety rules/protocols which had kept us alive so far; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

The second dream is even more unclear but I know that it was a detailed dream as well with various individual and group conversations, but like the first dream I can not remember those detailed parts of the dream unfortunately.

The dream took place during the day in a fictional place that was possibly where the apartment buildings in GA in the city of D should be where my female cousin TE and her family used to live, and I was on a bus with various people like: my mom, my brother GC, and our neighbors’ across the street at The B House.

The bus was driving around dropping people off at the various apartment buildings and like the first dream this dream involved peer pressure and maybe even surviving disaster-like elements/parts, and I remember once again having people and the group try to peer pressure me as I quietly tried to resist.

Once again the peer pressure involved religion, probably Southern American (USA) culture, politics/economics, et cetera as people brought up those various topics in our conversations; and as people questioned each other/me, and tried to peer pressure us into following their beliefs.

I remember trying to keep a distance while listening and learning about their beliefs while trying to stay independent/stand up for myself in a friendly way without getting into any arguments, and so I focused on not sharing much about myself/my beliefs and more on learning about theirs; and I had a good conversation with a man who(m) I can not remember, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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Investigating A Case With John Luther & Justin Ripley | Indian Culture And African Religion? | Talking With JC | Increased Security

Last night I got awakened by heat from a heater and I voice recorded two dreams, and then I went back to sleep and I woke up later remembering part of two more dreams.

Dream 1

In the first dream I think that I was either working with John Luther from the BBC TV show Luther or I was John Luther, I am not sure which but I am assuming that I was working with him, and Justin Ripley from Luther was working with us as well; and we were investigating one or more cases/trying to solve one or more cases, I remember something about bed mattresses being mentioned and/or being shown and/or being investigated, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

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Aunt CE Almost Dies Again? | A Better World / Culture / Life

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I had several dreams last night but I slept good and long for the second time in a row this week, I have not slept well for most of the week, and so I only remember part of two dreams.

Dream 1

The first dream that I remember was pretty realistic, even though my aunt CE who died this year was in the dream, and in this dream she was in bad health like she was before she died in real life; and so she was in a bed maybe in a special area of a hospital or somewhere, but she was in an area alone away from the main building I guess and I was there with her at some point.

My mom and some of my aunts were probably there but probably left to eat in the hospital, to get there I guess you had to leave my aunt CE’s room and walk down a sidewalk that led to the main hospital building, I think that the dream took place during a dark-cloudy time of day but I am not sure since the sidewalk/catwalk had a cover to protect from rain.

I was left alone for a moment I guess to watch over my aunt CE, I can not remember most of the dream but my aunt CE & I probably talked at some point, but then her heart stopped or started slowing down (in real life she had heart problems and needed another heart transplant); and she lost consciousness.

I went to check her heartbeat but I did not feel it or it was too slow, I think that it stopped, and so I yelled/called/pressed a button for help; and I remember trying to figure out what to do to help, and I was panicking a bit.

There were no nurses in this area, oddly, and so it would probably take them a while to get to us or to contact them; and I remember talking to my unconscious aunt CE telling her not to die on me/us (again(?)), and my mom came running into the room.

Time was running out and so we needed to start her heart back now before it was too late, and so my mom told me to grab an emergency needle/syringe-thing that probably had something in it (a drug/chemical/medicine) & I knew that it had to be stabbed/injected into the person’s heart (like on Pulp Fiction?).

I did not want to do it but I saw no other choice, it was hard trying to get myself to do it & my mom had to keep encouraging me, and then I finally stabbed/injected the needle/syringe-like thing into my aunt CE’s heart (this was pretty realistic and it was very hard to do & dramatic); and then I removed it, and we waited to see if her heart would start back, and in a few moments her heart did start back.

That gave me some relief but I was still shaken up from such a stressful situation, which I thought was real, some of my aunts came into the room late to see what had happened as we waited for the nurses/doctors to arrive.

My aunt CE was still unconscious, so we were not sure how much damage was done from when her heart had stopped, and so we hoped for the best as we waited for the nurses/doctors; and I woke up.

Dream 2

The last/second dream that I somewhat remember took place in a slightly fictional version of Eastside on my parent’s street during the day, and I seemed to be a worker/helper/principal/a person who was looked up to/a role-model/hero/whatever for a school-like place for kids and adults.

Everyone seemed to know me and were positive to me as I walked around inside and outside this fictional school-like place where people of many ages were talking, eating, drinking, playing, learning, et cetera.

It seemed that I had finally learned a way to cope with this life/world/culture in some way that allowed me to make money/survive and help people, and my life was mostly positive now; and I was making a positive difference in the lives of many people, who were inspired by me for some unknown reason that I was not even sure of in the dream.

I walked around playing with kids, giving advice to teenagers, teaching various things to adults, helping around here & there, and making sure that things were going smoothly around the area.

It was a very nice dream, too nice to be real, and mostly everyone was getting along with each other; and this school-like place was providing most of the things that we Humans need to survive like food, drink, shelter, healthcare, community, education, a purpose/mission/jobs/hobby/et cetera.

It was the kind of world/culture/life that I did not have a problem living in, unfortunately I can not remember some of the dream, but there was much more to this dream that I can not remember.

At some point outside I played with some of the kids, my cousin ME & maybe another cousin of mine were with that group of kids, and they had wanted me to play with them & so I did; and I told them some stories from my childhood.

It seemed that I tried to help people learn from some of my mistakes so they would not repeat them, help them learn some of the many things that I learned through the years, help them to find things in life they enjoy doing, help them learn to work together, and many other things.

It was amazing getting to see the world/culture/life change for the better and actually being part of the positive change, it was finally a life worth living, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr