This is possibly more than one dream, but I am not sure, so I will type it as one dream; and part of it was possibly a semi-daydream or my thoughts possibly impacted the dream, but I am not sure, and I am not sure what order the details of this dream go in.
Part of this dream possibly took place during the day in and outside of a house-like building with probably windows that were missing glass, my dad was possibly with me, and maybe some other people joined us as well but I can not remember.
Dream 1
This dream possibly involved another country and another language, and I possibly used this other language.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 2
This dream took place during a gray and somewhat dark day in a field near a street that looked like the clearing next to the field by the C Elementary School in the city of D, and I was there with some other people including my uncle JE and an old fictional uncle (possibly a great-uncle) who was think with dark-color skin and some of my brothers who were possibly all fictional but I can not remember but I do know that one of my fictional brothers had light-color skin with medium-length brown hair.
My fictional brother ended up getting in a fight that was possibly started by one or more people, and I broke up the fight.
Our fictional uncle started walking over to the person or people who started the fight to deal with them, I did not want anymore fighting and I was busy making sure that my fictional brother did not try to fight again, and so I said: “Stop him.” out-loud so that someone could hold my fictional uncle back.
A skinny young man with light-color skin ran over to stop our fictional uncle, but instead of holding him back he ran and dropkicked our uncle in the back which hurt our fictional uncle who was a thin old man.
This angered us and my family members wanted to attack the young man but I stopped them, I was so angry that I ran over to the young man and I picked him up and possibly dragged him around and swung him in the air a bit to scare him and rough him up a bit, and then I put him down once I calmed down and I talked to him about why we were angry and I possibly apologized for roughing him up a bit.
Then I went to help our fictional uncle, but I woke up.
Dream 3
This dream involved me riding a bicycle during a gray day up the street that leads to the D High School in the city of D, I remember passing some of my former female classmates, and I made left turn on the street that leads to the KRH Elementary School and the D High School.
In the parking lot and in part of the field was a fictional indoor / outdoor building, and I saw my former male classmate BH doing something at the back of it (maybe playing a sport alone) so I went to talk to him and explore parts of the building and school.
Before I could reach him I reached an area where there was a male janitor with dark-color skin working, and there were other people in this area like a small gathering was going on.
The janitor asked me what I was doing, and I told him that I was about to talk to my former classmate BH (whose mom is a teacher).
The janitor then told me that my former classmate BH had possibly recently returned from Afghanistan as a soldier, he asked me if I had been there because he assumed that I was a soldier too, and then he told me that he had went to Afghanistan when he was a soldier.
He told me that some of the civilians there would drag around metal things that would make a certain noise, he tried to describe the sound, and I tried to visualize what the metal objects looked like because he assumed that I knew what he was talking about.
I visualized metal sled-like or canoe-like objects connected to a rope that were used to hold things, especially things for sale in markets et cetera, but that was my wild guess.
I woke up as the janitor continued to tell me about his military experiences in Afghanistan.
The end,
-John Jr
Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was inside a car with my brother GC who was possibly driving, and we drove into the parking lot of a rough-looking fast food restaurant that looked like it was possibly where the McDonald’s in the city of D should be.
I remember us driving past the drive-through window like we were either going to park or leave, but a man with light-color skin with maybe yellow hair driving a blue car stopped his automobile and got out angry and walked quickly toward my brother GC’s door like he was going to attack him so I got out of the car to stop the man.
There were a few other people around who were watching this including at least one woman, and I tried to talk to the man calmly to get him to stop and keep his distance and explain himself.
The man was angry for some unknown reason and he was ready to fight, it seemed that maybe he falsely blamed my brother GC for cutting him off in his car or something, but I am not sure.
The man would not calm down or stop and I was not sure if he was armed or not so I warned the man to stay back or I would physically stop him, he did not listen, and so I intercepted the man before he could reach my brother GC’s door.
The man tried to punch me but I caught his punch and I put him in a wristlock, I twisted his wrist forcing him to the ground, and I calmly ordered him to lay on his stomach face down and for him to calm down and he complied as I searched him for weapons while calmly talking to him.
I was not sure if anyone had called the police or not so I was going to have him lay there for a bit in case they arrive, but I woke up.
Dream 2
There was more to this dream but now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream which took place during the day, and I went to a fictional elementary school that was familiar to me in the dream because in the dream I had false memories of having went to the school when I was a kid so I knew the building and some of the teachers et cetera.
I have no idea why I was there or anything, I possibly had a cart or something that I was moving around through the school with me but I can not remember, and I just remember moving through the school thinking of old false memories of it and sometimes stopping to talk to people I knew like former teachers of mine et cetera.
School was taking place so there were students and teachers et cetera there, at some point when I was moving through a hallway past the last offices before you exit the building I saw my coworker Mrs. C in one of the offices, and so I stopped briefly to greet her.
After briefly talking with her I continued maybe pushing the cart or whatever until I exited the building, it was still daytime outside, but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
I woke up twice remembering some dreams but I guess I accidentally went back to sleep without voice recording them, and so now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.
All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that it took place during the day, and I was driving my automobile up the street toward the 4-way near the student bus stop of the PW Elementary School in the city of D.
I saw my female cousin LE walking up the street and into the field on the right side of the street, and so I parked my automobile in the field to go talk to her.
There was another woman walking in the field as well and it was the woman who works at the drive-through window at M Burger in the city of D, and so I greeted both of them.
My cousin LE told me that she was working for her job doing something that I can not remember, maybe trying to sale something, but I am not sure.
The three of us walked and talked into a building that was either where the PW Elementary School should be or it was inside the school in a fictional part of it, and no one else was around and most or all of the lightning inside was natural light from the outside so there were some dark spots.
The female employee from M Burger and me helped my cousin LE out by maybe buying a product that she was selling for her job, but I could be wrong.
I can not remember what else happened or what else was said other than me asking them if either of them needed a ride, but I can not remember what their responses were.
Maybe one of them needed a ride while the other did not but I can not remember, and I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
I can only remember some of the end of my last dream from last night, I think that before this part of the dream I was possibly walking through a building (maybe somewhat shopping mall-like) during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, and maybe I met the professional wrestler Ric Flair or a Ric Flair-like man during this forgotten part of the dream but I can not remember.
All that I can remember of the end of this dream now is that I remember walking from that assumed building to the outside, and eventually I reached a field that had a small very narrow indoor / outdoor room (about the size of a closet) in it so I walked to this small room.
This narrow small room had accordion-style window-like doors and maybe some thin curtains that blew in the wind so you did not have much privacy, and there was a window seat / daybed-like area near the window-like doors which was the only sitting area and there was not enough room to do anything else except sit or lay down.
My memory of this part of the dream is very unclear and messed up (mostly destroyed) so I am not sure what happened exactly, I just know that somehow one or more women were in this room with me at some point, and I started having sex with one or more of them.
The woman or one of the women I remember starting to have sex with was Faye Reagan, and I remember us starting to have sex with me sitting as we faced each other as she leaned way back until she was possibly touching the seat / daybed.
Like I said my memory of this part of the dream is too unclear so I can not remember what else happened or how far the attempt to have sex went or where Faye or any other possible women who may have been there went, I just remember being alone in the room at some point wearing only underwear or I was naked, and I was about to put my clothes back on when I realized that this room was in the field in back of the PW Elementary School to the right of the bus stop area and across from part of the 5th grade playground.
So there I was mostly naked or naked in this small narrow room with not much privacy in the field of an elementary school, once I realized this I knew that this was bad and that this would look bad if someone saw me and that someone would probably call the police and that would be very bad for me and I did not want any kids to see me like this, and so I started trying to put my clothes on in a way that did not look like I was putting clothes on because I did not want anyone to notice that I did not have all my clothes on.
I then noticed some female teachers walking toward the bus stop area to their automobiles, one of them was my 5th grade teacher Mrs. C, and so I tried to duck down and slowly put on my T-shirt hoping that they would not see me.
Fortunately the students were not on the playground at this time, I got my T-shirt on and I pulled it down so that it would look like I had all of my clothes on, and I maybe waved at the teachers and I waited for them to leave before trying to put my pants and socks and shoes on.
I then noticed that some students were starting to come outside and that there was now an overweight man (maybe a janitor) with dark-color skin sitting in a chair in the field near the fence guarding a parking area in the field, and so the situation got even worse.
I can not remember if I finished dressing or not, I just remember partly covering myself with a cardboard box, and I walked around with / in this cardboard box toward the parking area in the field but the man guarding it stopped me and he looked at me with an angry facial expression and he told me that I could not cross the line so I assume that only teachers and parent’s could go there or something like that.
I probably told the man that I was doing an experiment with the cardboard box, probably as a cover to why I was there so that I could then leave without looking as suspicious or something but I can not remember, and he gave me another negative facial expression like I was crazy or something so I started to leave but some of the students ran over to jump on the box that I was in.
The students jumped on me and the cardboard box, I told them that I was doing an experiment to see how much weight could this cardboard box handle and I mentioned some other things that I was testing in this experiment, and then I started walking with all the students riding on top of the cardboard box until it broke before I could reach the other end of the field.
I started gathering my measurements and data or pretending to do so, I let the students know that the experiment was over, and then they ran back where they came from.
This was my chance to either leave and / or get the rest of my clothes and stuff if I had not already gotten it all.
Either during and / or after the cardboard box experiment or pretend experiment there was something that happened where in my mind I was also seeing parts of what seemed to be a new Dune movie, and somehow I was seeing this in my mind while I was also doing other things in the dream.
As I saw part of this assumed new Dune movie in my mind I remember seeing some scenes with Lady Jessica, who looked different than any version of her that I have seen before (she looked a bit more alien and unique, and maybe slightly like a combination of Lady Gaga and Tori Amos and a woman from maybe somewhere in Scandinavia (Scandinavian)), but she did have light-color skin and orange and / or red hair like some other versions of this character.
This version of Lady Jessica treated her son Paul Atreides in a less caring way, she was not mean to him, but she was just less loving and she was more neutral and distant than how her character was in the Frank Herbert’s Dune television miniseries and the Frank Herbert’s Children Of Dune television miniseries.
This version of Lady Jessica acted more like a Bene Gesserit who was just doing her duty to the sisterhood in a less emotional and less attached way, and she acted more like how I imagined that she would act if she had followed more of her Bene Gesserit training like she was supposed to.
This version of Lady Jessica made more sense to me, but I woke up as I was thinking about this and seeing scenes of this assumed new Dune movie as I was dealing with my cardboard box experiment result gathering and escape.
The end,
-John Jr
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