A Family At A Nice Hotel | My Dad And I Going To Get Haircuts

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of the first dream is that it took place during the day in a fictional city, my family (except for my brother CC, who is often is no longer in my dreams now since he graduated high school and joined the military and moved away) and I seemed to be on vacation and/or on a trip to a funeral of a man my parents and maybe I knew.

Near the end of my dreams my family left to a zoo or park or somewhere like that near a nice hotel, I was going to drive there as well but I came across a family who my parents and maybe I knew, and their family was staying at the nice hotel near where my family were.

The patriarch of their family had died I think, my parents and maybe I knew him and his family, and so their family was staying at the nice hotel preparing for the funeral in a day or two; and they invited me to the nice hotel, and they wanted me to stay in one of their hotel rooms with them because it had so much space and several extra unused rooms.

I went to the nice hotel with them and most of their family (extended family as well) were there, I remember being in a large nice modern hotel room that was mostly a whitish color and it was on the first floor, and they were very nice to me; but I did not have any extra clothing or anything because I had went on this trip with my parents at the last-minute, and I forgot to bring my stuff.

They probably gave me a suit that I could wear for the funeral and other things that I needed, I thanked them, but at some point in the dream something strange happened when most of the family left outside.

The actress Angela Bassett probably playing her character Désirée Dupree from the television show American Horror Story: Freak Show was a member of the family who had married into the family, she had one or more children with one of them being a young boy, and in the hotel room was a young man who was a security guard for the hotel who was guarding their hotel room with light medium brownish colored skin who did not speak or understand much English and he was possibly from Asia in a country from the Middle East (Middle Eastern).

I am not sure if I was in the room or not or if I was just seeing this without being there, either way Mrs. Bassett’s young son was in the room as well and maybe a few other kids who were sleeping, and the security guard was relaxing on the couch; and Mrs. Bassett was thinking and complaining to herself about her young son, she did not want him, and so she wanted to get rid of him.

Her young son was in a sleeping bag or something like that and she ordered the security guard to zip up the sleeping bag over her son’s head several times but the security guard did not understand her because he did not understand much English, and so she did it her self and her son quickly died of suffocation; and the security guard was shocked, and she told him not to tell anyone what happened.

The dream jumped in time to Mrs. Bassett and one of the older male family members who had whitish colored skin with grayish and whitish colored hair talking to the owners/managers of the hotel, he knew the owners/managers and he was a rich and well-connected man, and Mrs. Bassett and him were claiming that her son died in an accident that was the fault of the hotel and they wanted them to admit this and pay her.

The security guard never told them what really happened and so they managed to pressure the hotel into admitting that it was an accident that was their fault and they agreed to pay Mrs. Bassett and they apologized, and then the dream jumped to me walking outside where the rest of the family were near maybe the swimming pool; and the rest of the family did not know about what had happened yet, and so they were outside having fun.

I saw my family in the distance at the park or zoo/whatever and they saw me, the walked over to talk with us, but I woke up.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of the second/last dream is that it took place during the day in the city of D, my dad and I were walking across the field on Eastside that leads to the road/highway that has SC Inn across the street, and my dad was walking to get a haircut at a fictional outdoor barber shop in a fictional park near the right side of SC Inn so I decided to join him and get a haircut as well.

Something happened in the dream that possibly has not happened before or that I can not remember happening before or that is very rare, I was wearing glasses in the dream and I briefly took them off for some reason (maybe to wipe my eyes), and everything looked very blurry without my glasses like in real life; and then I put my glasses back on, and I could see clearly again.

Usually in dreams I never know if I am wearing glasses or not and I usually see things clearly, so it was interesting to finally have a dream where I not only knew that I was wearing glasses but where I took the glasses off and my vision became unclear like in real life, that is pretty amazing/interesting/realistic for a dream.

It had been many years since someone else cut my hair because I have cut my own hair for most of my adult life but I used to get my haircut by other people when I was younger until graduated from high school probably, we crossed the street to the fictional park that was on a hill, and the barber was outside and there were other people from Eastside who were there and they had just gotten their hair cut.

The barber was a fictional man with dark brownish colored skin who I had false memories of, in my false memories he used to cut my hair sometimes when I was younger, and I greeted him and he was surprised to see me because he had not seen me since I was still in public school; and he asked me if I remembered that he used to cut my hair back then, I said yes, and then I sat down to get my hair cut.

I told him that I wanted my hair cut short and even, as short as he could cut, and if he cut it bald that would be fine with me; but I woke up as I was still talking.

The end,

-John Jr

School + Lindsay Lohan And Her Dad + Grace Randolph + A FedEx Airplane Landing Next To A Road = ?

*Part of my dream that I typed either disappeared or got moved thanks to a Zemanta Getty Image glitch that happened when I removed a Getty Image and the Zemanta Quadruple Spacing Glitch happened so now I have to adjust the spacing of every sentence (AHHHHHHH!!), I am not sure which parts or missing or moved, and so I lost the entire opening to this dream and post; and other unknown parts that I typed, and this is very annoying because I already did not feel like typing my dream today and not I can not remember what parts are missing that I already typed.

I know that part of what I typed possibly involved how I did not feel like typing my dreams today so I would skip parts of the dream to save time typing it, I forgot all of my dreams today except for part of one very unclear dream that was pretty detailed but I forgot most of it, and I woke up not being able to hear as good so I am still trying to figure this out (hopefully it is just an ear fungus or sinus pressure or something simple like that).*

My Dad Pushes My Brother TD Into A Wall | Escaping Modern-Day Slavery Thanks To An Attack By Creatures?

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This morning I witnessed my brother CC’s pet dog Daxter/Niko die, this is probably the first time that I have witnessed a death from beginning to end like this, and it was quick and I can not properly describe what it felt/was like to witness/to see the death process in person.

My brother CC (who is gone to military basic training) named his dog Niko after the video game character from the video game Grand Theft Auto IV named Niko Bellic, but my brother GC (who has taken care of Daxter/Niko, and the other pet dogs who belong to my other brothers) named him Daxter after the video game character Daxter from the video game Jak And Daxter.

Recently my brother GC noticed that Daxter was not feeling well and we took him to the veterinarian, and the veterinarian said that Daxter had an autoimmune disease that was attacking his red and white blood cells; and he was surprised that he was still alive, and so he prescribed Prednisone (which was the same medicine given to me years ago when I had Vasculitis, I was fortunate because my immune system was only attacking some of my red blood cells, and not both white and red blood cells like Daxter).

Daxter instantly started doing better and the veterinarian tests showed some improvement when he was tested a few days later, but then he started acting a bit sick again and we took him back to the veterinarian and he prescribed some more Prednisone, and the veterinarian wanted to test him again on Monday (5-19-2014) and if there was no improvement he wanted to add another medicine to go along with the Prednisone.

Yesterday evening Daxter suddenly started doing a lot worse and then this morning when I was outside walking I saw Daxter stand up suddenly and he was staggering barely able to walk and breathing like he was dying and I could see that he was dying and I almost started crying to my surprise and his body was reacting/panicking as it died and he had a very inward/internal facial expression like someone dying with their focus inward inside their mind with the external world fading into the background like an intense daydream, and he collapsed to the ground; and so I ran to tell my brother GC, and I ran back outside.

Daxter was laying on his side struggling to breath his last breathes and he vomited all the liquid and food from his stomach and I saw his stomach sink in now that it was empty, and then Daxter started pushing out his last breathes; and then his body spasmed pushing out all the air left in his lungs as his legs kicked a few times, and then it was over like the life left his body.

It all happened so fast and I could almost feel it/imagine what it was like when it was happening, it was how I imagined it would be, it was how I think that it might be for me when I die, and seeing death like this in person is not like watching it in a movie/et cetera.

It is different really being there seeing it, smelling it, hearing it, watching the struggle, watching body fluids escaping the body, seeing the look in their eyes and the facial expressions on their face, seeing what you will one day experience yourself, knowing there is no escape, knowing there is nothing you can do about it, and hope that you die in the way and place that you want to die.

Seeing it was too hard to describe and I imagine experiencing it would be even harder to describe, I came close to dying once before when I almost drowned and so I only have a slight idea of what it somewhat might/may be like, but one day probably soon I will find out for myself; and hopefully I will die on my own terms:

Outside in nature and alone and awake so that I can experience every moment of the dying process as my body struggles and my body fluids escape my body, and may my organs/blood/et cetera be donated for those who need it and may my body be used for scientific/medical research; and may my body be burned to ash when they are finished and may my ashes be returned in a secure urn/container to my family to pass on to future generations (it they want to pass it on) and may my family decide what they want to do with my money/possessions.

That is all that I ask.

Dream 1

In the first dream I remember being inside my parents’ house during the day and my brother TD and I were in the living room, but then my dad walked into the living room angry saying something to my brother TD.

My dad lifted my brother TD to his feet and pulled him toward the wall by the couch, and my dad pushed my brother TD into the wall face first very hard; and I jumped to my feet in shock/anger almost ready to attack my dad, but I stopped myself because it was my dad and he stopped.

My brother TD probably started crying and I yelled at my dad but he ignored me, and he walked back to his room complaining; and so I went to see if my brother TD was okay because he got pushed into the wall very hard, and amazingly he seemed to be okay.

My brother TD reminded me of my brother CC who is gone to military basic training and I became sad but I was still angry, and then I angrily walked into my parents’ room and my parents’ were sitting on their bed; and I started arguing with my dad about how he could have seriously hurt my brother TD, but he did not care.

My sadness and anger combined and I almost cried but I stopped myself, I started to explain how I thought about my brother CC when he pushed my brother TD, but my dad still did not care; and I came close to fighting him but I stopped myself, and then I started talking to my mom but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

In the second dream I remember being inside a large one-story building that was surrounded by a barbed wire fence and a lot of people worked and lived there like modern-day slaves, and several of them/us were chosen for a competition that they have sometimes.

The people chosen for the competition usually or always die and usually no one wins the competition, I think that it was a competition with death battles and survival situations, and if you win you would be free of the modern-day slavery of having to live and work in this building.

It seemed that maybe things were so bad that maybe some people/we agreed to be modern-day slaves working for corporations/whoever (it seemed they owned them/us maybe) in exchange for work/food/water/shelter/et cetera or we/they were forced into it, but I am not sure and that is a wild guess; and even in the dream I was not sure how I got there, how I was chosen for the competition, and I was not sure if I was a slave/worker as well or not.

The conditions seemed bad like everyone worked most of the day, we all slept in one open room with no beds, we could not leave the compound, food/water was rationed to us, et cetera.

We were in the open room getting ready to go to sleep and we talked about the competition, most of the people chosen were not happy, but one man was acting happy but he told me that we all were going to die because no one wins; and there were a variety of people in the room with different skin colors with a somewhat large group of people who spoke Spanish, and I remember a woman speaking Spanish next to me sounding like she was afraid to die in the competition and she was praying in Spanish.

Eventually it was time for the lights to be turned off so that we could sleep because we had to do everything on a certain time schedule with people checking on us often to make sure that we were following all the rules, but after the lights went off I noticed a small furry strange creäture that maybe somewhat looked like a Mogwai from the movie Gremlins entered the room.

I was not sure if it was a robot or a tiny person in a suit or a living creäture, either way it was sneaking toward someone and before I could warn everyone a person entered the room to make sure that we were sleep, and I warned that person and I told them to turn on the lights; and that person turned on the lights and everyone woke up and they saw the creäture, and everyone started to panic.

I yelled for someone to pull the alarm and a man pulled the alarm, and everyone started running for their lives; but I waited because somehow I knew what would happen like I had dreamed of this before, and I knew that more creatures were going to attack the first people to run out of the room.

I also knew that more creatures would attack the people who ran out last from behind and I knew that more creatures would attack people outside, and so I decided to run in the middle of the crowd; and I ran into another room, and then I ran outside and it was a nice day outside.

I heard and saw people getting attacked inside and outside and it was pure chaos but I knew where the safer areas would be, and I ran to a side entrance/exit gate that did not have barbed wire on the inside of the gate but it had it on the outside of the gate; and I started to climb the gate and I carefully climbed over the barbed wire on the outside of the gate, and then I opened the gate so that others could escape.

A few people (mostly women who spoke Spanish) followed me across the street near a house that was across the street, this area seemed safe for now, and then we decided to escape down an alley(way); but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Some Teachers Want My Help | Justin Bieber In The City Of D And Zombies And Trying To Save My Grandfather?

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Dream 1

The first dream took place in the city of D during probably the evening when it was somewhat raining off-and-on while I was at my parent’s house with my family, and at some point my brother GC and I rode some bicycles to or near the BP Library when the rain had stopped briefly; but on our way back home it started to rain lightly again, and eventually the rain stopped again and I went outside the back door to try to fix something near the back steps.

I saw several female teachers in the yard of the abandoned house near the chicken cage near the big tree outside the fence by the back door, they saw me trying to fix something, and they thought that maybe I could help them with a problem that they were having; and so the female teachers walked over to ask me for help with opening the windows for their classrooms at the school they worked at, they said the windows would not open, and they wanted me to come to their school tomorrow to see if I could fix this problem.

One of the teachers knew me and I knew her because I think that she was my former classmate NA or another former classmate of mine who I can not remember, I told them that I would ask my dad if he could check their windows for them tomorrow or find someone else to help them who also works for the BP School Board because my dad worked for them as well, but if that did not work I told them that I might try to help them with the problem.

The teachers thanked me but then one of the teachers asked me to help her with another problem, she wanted help finding a certain plant/flower and the name of this plant/flower which she heard was only found at a certain abandoned property on the outskirts of the city of D, and so I asked her to describe the plant/flower; and I told her that I would investigate it for her, later in the dream I found a newspaper article about that plant/flower and the abandoned property where it grew, and so I went to the abandoned property to investigate and/or I took the newspaper article to the teacher but I woke up.

Dream 2

The second dream took place in a slightly fictional version of the city of D during a gray day and I was at a fictional multi-story high school on an upper floor where I had graduated from years ago, I was visiting the school for the memories looking at items from the past when I went to school there, and there was a framed photograph of the music artist Justin Bieber on a wall because in the dream he had went to this same school when I was at the school even though I am years older than him in real life; and in the dream I think that Justin Bieber was even born in the city of D, and I knew him somewhat.

At some point I left the school to go shopping at a grocery/general store and I met Justin Bieber who recognized me as a former schoolmate of his, and we greeted each other with a special somewhat long handshake; and we briefly talked, and maybe Justin Bieber came to visit me and some other people later in the dream at a house where we seemed to be staying but I can not remember.

In the dream Justin Bieber would come to visit his home town of the city of D sometimes because it is quieter and smaller, and to visit people from his past; and eventually in the dream I went to a fictional house where my aunt JE’s house should be.

I think that there were zombies in the world now and so my family, some of my fictional friends, and several other people were living together in this fictional house and a fictional multi-story mansion-like house where my parent’s real house should be to increase our chances of surviving zombie attacks; and I remember talking with my fictional friends and my dad, and then some more fictional friends or fictional friends of friends came.

One of them was a tall and strong young man who liked to wrestle and he wanted to challenge me to a friendly grappling match to see who would win, but we got interrupted a call from my mom telling us that a group of dangerous-looking men were breaking into the house where my parent’s house should be and that my grandfather was on the upper floor of that house; and we looked at a group of monitors/screens of surveillance video of the outside of the house, and we saw the group of men breaking into the house.

I knew that we needed to stop the men before they found my grandfather because I felt that they would rape/robe/kill everyone in the house and use it for themselves, and so I ran outside to the house with no armor or weapons; and my dad and the tall/strong young man, and a few of the others said that they would join me soon once they got their weapons and/or their shoes/et cetera.

I ran into the yard and I sneaked to the window where my brother TD’s and my brother KD’s room should be, too my surprise I saw my mom on the second floor standing at a window signaling with her hands for me to climb through the window where I was staying, and so I opened the window quietly and I climbed into the bedroom; and the door to the bedroom was closed.

I heard some of the men talking and I quietly waited for my dad who was the first person to arrive after me and he climbed through the window into the bedroom with me, and he walked out of the bedroom first to confront/face the men; and past the stairway he came across one of the men who tried to attack him with a weapon, and another man with a weapon came out to attack us and so I fought him.

My dad killed the first man, I killed the second man, and then I killed a third man who had a gun; and then I heard a gunshot from behind us that came from near the stairway, and we turned to see that a fourth man had been shot and killed by our friends who had just saved us because the fourth man was about to shoot my dad and I from behind after he came down the stairway because of the noise from our fight with the other men.

I thanked my friends for the help but then a man with dark brownish colored skin wearing a baseball hat knocked on a window of the house from the outside, he seemed to be carrying an injured woman or girl, and I told him to go to the front door; and I sent one of my friends to let him in, my dad and the others continued to search the house for more threats and to see if my mom and grandfather were okay, and I went to check on the man with the injured woman or girl to make sure that they were okay and/or if we could trust them.

After that I was going to continue searching the house for threats, check on my mom and my grandfather, talk with the man and the injured woman or girl some more, and then I was going to focus on better securing the house and yard; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

A Dead Man Who Looks Like My Dad? | Getting Attacked By A Giant Creature Who Becomes A Female Giant / Giantess?

Last night I slept pretty well and I had several clear dreams but I was partly awakened a few times during the night because of heat from the heater that was set to high and because someone left the bedroom door open, and I got awakened by people making too much noise several times; and so unfortunately I forgot most of my clear dreams, but I do barely remember part of two dreams from last night.

Dream 1

The first dream took place during the day in a fictional place and I remember walking outside around a building complex/courtyard that was mostly made of concrete I think, it was a bit maze-like and it somewhat reminded me of the D Junior High School, and there were outdoor businesses / stands / et cetera around the area; and many people were there shopping, walking, talking, having fun, et cetera.

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