What If A President Is The One Leaking Information To Another Government?

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All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that it wasΒ evening, and my brother GC and I were in an automobile at a fast food restaurant that was probably a slightly fictional version of the McDonald’s in the city of D and it was in the same location that it is in real life.

I am not sure if I was driving or not but I will assume that I was driving, and I remember slightly passing the first window by accident because there was another window that was between the usual first and second windows so I had to reverse to the first window.

An obese female employeeΒ with medium-color skin was at this window, and I remember her starting to talk to my brother GC after we maybeΒ paid for our food and she asked us to pull up to the middle window where they could talk more privately.

In the dream this female employee was a woman who(m) my brother GC pays to braid his hair sometimes so she also hadΒ a hair braider / hairdresser / hair stylist side job that she did from her home, and so she was talking with my brother GC about setting up his next hair braiding appointment.

After this we waited in line so that we could go to the last window to get our food, during this time I started thinking about and then daydreaming about a what if situation, and that what if situation was:Β what if a president is the person leaking information to another government?.

These thoughts and this daydream then became its own dream within a dream so I was switched to this dream within a dream where I was either just an observer whose thoughts controlled this dream and / or I was the president in this dream, and this dream within a dream was being made up as I thought / daydreamed this what if situation.

This dream within a dream took place during the night at a presidential residence where the president was, the president was a man with light-color skin, and the president had been leaking information to an old government agent of some kind with light-color skin with white / gray hair who was from another country’s government (probably a rival government or former rival who was still considered somewhat of a threat).

The president of this country had probably been leaking information to this other country’s government agent for a while, and they would meet in person secretly to exchange this information each time.

The other country’s government agent was probably an old experienced intelligence agent / spy, the president and him seemed to maybe know each other or they had a good relationship like one between former rival spies who were now friends, but who knows.

The president and this government agent were supposed to be meeting secretly in a few minutes, and so the president had to try to sneak past his security to reach the secret meeting location.

It was night and the president was in his room so he pretended to be going to the bathroom so that his security would not follow him, and after that he sneaked to a series of possibly secret tunnels and halls under the presidential residence.

As this dream within a dream took place my thoughts would shape this dream so my thoughts changed this dream in real-time in various ways like one time I remember trying to figure out how they would communicate with each other, mobile phones and things like that would probably not be an option, and then I thought about radio communication which caused the dream to show the government agent using an old radio communication device until I said that would not work and it disappeared.

I could not see a way that they could communicate secretly with devices so I assumed that they would secretly pass a physical message or sign or signal to each other in person that would indicate the meeting location and time, and then they would just show up during that time at that place.

The underground tunnels and halls were pretty dark and there were many rooms and turns et cetera so it was almost maze-like, but at some point the president found the room that they were to meet in.

The other country’s government agent was wearing a trench coat and a fedora, and they went to quickly exchange information before the president’s security realize that he is missing.

The president knew he only had a short amount of time, and if his security came looking for him he planned to lie to them and say that he was just taking a late night walk.

I remember wondering how would most countries deal with a situation like this and would most countries ever suspect or figure out or want to believe that their president was the one leaking information to another government?

I then started to wonder if the president’s security would notice him missing in time, maybe his security started to wondering what was taking him so long, and maybe they went to check on him and then look for him but I can not remember.

That is all that I can remember of this dream within a dream / daydream within a dream that I had before I woke up in the real world.

The end,

-John Jr

CIA/Intelligence Training?

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I do not remember most of my dream from last night, but I know that it seemed to involve CIA/Intelligence-like training/practice/experiences.

I might have not been the main character of the dream at first, and maybe later I was the main character or became the main character from earlier in the dream.

The dream involved various scenarios that the main character and/or I had to get through, and there were other people in the dream who I can not remember and who we sometimes communicated with.

I know that the dream involved us going through a variety of situations to learn/practice the many skills needed for CIA/Intelligence work, and I am guessing that this dream was inspired by the TV show Homeland; but the dream was not about the TV show.

Some of the situations or most of the situations might have been real situations, instead of practice/training situations, but I am not sure.

I know that we started with easier situations at first, and we slowly worked our way to harder situations; but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr

3-28-2011 | Dream Fragments | Trying To Steal A Research Project

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The last week or so, I have had several dreams as usual, with one that took place in an apartment/dorm-like building.

I think I was sharing a room with several people, the room was just one big open room with no privacy. πŸ˜€

The toilets were actually holes in these long wooden benches in the room, which we had instead of couches, so you sat next to people as they used the toilet. πŸ˜€

It was night-time and I went back to our apartment/dorm-like room to use the bathroom when no one was in the room, number 2 * cough *, and while I was using the restroom a bunch of people started coming into the room. πŸ˜€

My roommates were having a party! πŸ˜€

So I sat there trying to use the bathroom in the open room full of people and a group of them sat right next to me, which was annoying. πŸ˜€

Some guy was talking to a group of women right next to me and turned to me & complained about the smell, I got angry and told him that I was trying to use the bathroom before they all burst into the room; and that he should not have come over by me while I was using the bathroom if he did not want to smell it! πŸ˜€

I got pretty mad and I woke up. πŸ˜€

I had another dream that involved me being in a building and The President Of The USA was arriving in the lobby and was going to give a speech some where soon.

In this lobby were politicians and other people who had been cleared by security, I have not idea why I was there. πŸ˜€

The President was either a former classmate of mine πŸ˜€ or The President from the TV show The Event or A Fake Obama or The Real Obama, I am not sure. πŸ˜€

I just remember The President coming through the lobby and I said something to him, and I guess we somehow knew each other, and then he continued walking followed by the group of people who had been cleared by security & his bodyguards; but I stayed in the lobby for some reason. πŸ˜€

Groups of students were coming to see The President give a speech and I was waiting for my class to arrive, that is why I waited, and when my class arrived we walked away from the lobby to a field outside that was in the neighborhood that I grew up in real life.

Oddly I did not notice security in the field, which I found odd, I just saw groups of people walking across the field to a fenced area that had a booth set up at the entrance; a person in the booth made sure that you had a pass, then you could enter the field where The President was going to give his speech.

I saw people sitting in seats in the field, people standing up, people talking, camera people taking pictures, etc.

The President was not giving a speech yet so I waiting outside the booth area looking around for suspicious activity, since I was worried by the lack of security; I think I noticed a suspicious person or persons, and I went to follow them.

I think I came across a woman (that looked like one of the assassins in the TV show The Event, the one with the black hair) and a man wearing shades that looked like a Secret Service Agent, both talking about something; I think I felt that they were planning an assassination attempt or something, so I decided to help with security since no one else was doing it. πŸ˜€

I decided to try to figure out what they were planning and either try to find & warn The President’s bodyguards (if I could find them) and/or handle the situation myself if necessary; but I woke up.

My last set of dreams were three dreams that were connected to the same story line and I was not one of the main characters until the last dream.

The first dream started in a cinema room and a girl with orange-colored hair was watching a group of mafia-like men come into the cinema with a boy, she liked the boy, but had never talked to him before; he would often come to the cinema with this group of mafia-like men and she would watch him, but he never seemed to notice her and she was too shy to approach him.

I woke up and then went back to sleep, and the second dream was years later when the girl & boy were adults.

The girl was now a woman and worked as a scientist with a team working on something in my grandfather’s yard oddly.

The boy was now a man and was walking inside my grandfather’s house with a group of people he had grown up with, other people who grew up in that mafia-like group, and he passed by the woman without noticing her again; but she noticed him, but did not stop to say anything to him before he went inside.

The man & his childhood friend’s went into the breakfast room of my grandfather’s house, and started talking about how they were about to go their separate ways, but they would still always be members/brothers of whatever group they were part of.

One of the man’s friends was a big strong guy that the others seemed to follow whatever he did, and he told the man who his brother was having problems, and that he was trying to help him get his life straight again; then each person in the group talked about their plans.

Some were going off to college, some were going to live in other states or countries, etc.

The man came up with some idea he wanted the group to do later that day, but no one liked the idea, except the big strong guy; so the others changed their opinions once they realized that the big strong guy agreed with the man.

It was funny, watching them all change their opinions magically. πŸ˜€

They then started to walk off and were going to meet later, I was in the dream and walked outside watching the woman & her science team giving a presentation of their project to someone important.

They had some big metal thing against the side of my grandfather’s house attached to some pulley-like system or something, but something went wrong during the presentation and the big metal thing fell.

The woman was standing under it and I think I ran to push her out-of-the-way, but part of the metal thing still hit her, and I had to pick her up and her science team rushed her to the hospital.

I then started to walk toward my grandfather’s gate to leave the yard, but I saw a man walking into the yard with a home defense style 12 gauge pump-action shotgun, as the Man & the big strong guy were walking out of my grandfather’s house.

The man with the shotgun then pointed the shotgun toward the big strong guy as I ran to grab the shotgun from him while I was yelling to warn the others, but he fired one shot before I could grab the shotgun; I then took the shotgun from him and knocked him down, as others came to help.

One of the members of the group took the shotgun from me & asked the man how could he shoot his own brother and then he shot the man dead, as the others tried to see if the big strong guy was dead or not; but I woke up during all the panic.

The third dream involved me being in a building with the woman and her science team, and she was still recovering from her injuries & had a walking cane or something I think.

At some point I was in one of the lab rooms with a new member of the science team and an old man who was over the science team, the old man was telling the new member of the science team that their project was finally finished or something like that; but the new member of the science team then killed him.

I was shocked and asked him why did he do it, and he told me that he wanted to steal the project for himself and he was going to kill the others & me or something like that; I guess he felt that he could get a lot of money from this project, but the science team wanted to use it to help the world.

He then started to walk toward me to kill me as I tried to convince him to surrender peacefully, but he refused and then we started to fight with dream powers, which is odd; we could use our minds to throw stuff, each other, fireballs, etc.

He was more powerful than me but then the woman with orange-colored hair came into the room, saw the old man dead, saw me losing the fight, and she started helping me even though she was still injured from the presentation accident.

We both were still not strong enough to defeat the man & he was throwing us around the room, so in an act of desperation I distracted the man and used my last remaining power to grab him with my mind & held him as I yelled for the woman to burn him; she then set him on fire with her mind, and he burned to death, then I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr πŸ™‚

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11-22-2009 | Dream Fragments | British Intelligence Agents? | William One Sac


British Intelligence Agents?

This dream did not have me in it, it took place in some building that appeared to have only one floor and an unde

rground vault or something like that, the vault seemed to be used as a quarantine area.

A group of men and women that appeared to be British Intelligence Agents or some kind of secret agents came into this building, it appeared they had come to respond to something, a group of some other agents had quarantined themselves in the vault so the new group of agents had come to see what had happened.

Somehow the new agents were able to see inside the vault, probably with video cameras that were in the building, and they saw that all the agents inside were dead.

I think their skin was damaged and it appeared that maybe a virus or something had killed them, so they stopped to debate the situation, and then one of the agents walked from somewhere with a book.

This agent was a man who appeared to act like a bad guy, he had a book that may have had something to do with what killed the other agents, and the agents told him to put it down and that no one was to mess with the book.

The agent appeared to have probably used the book knowing it was against the rules and he seemed to want to use the book for his own purposes, he started to argue with the other agents, and then left without permission.

The other agents then went back to debating the situation, but then one of the agents started to feel sick, so he went to the vault to quarantine himself.

The other agents started to get worried and angry at the one agent that left the building, they felt that because of him using the book or whatever that the agent in the vault would die and maybe all of them; they wanted to go catch the agent that had left, but they had to figure out what was going on first; but then I woke up.

William One Sac?

I forgot my other dreams because during those dreams I kept trying to remember the first dream, but I do remember some of my last dream.

It took place out in the country at a nice little country-style house with a nice sized yard with many of my brothers pets there, it appeared that my parents now lived there.

I was in the yard doing something when an automobile pulled up and a man got out that looked like William One Sac, and he walked over to talk to me.

It was daytime and my dad was somewhere outside working, and Mr. Sac told me something about how he only told certain information to people who passed his test.

He said that he usually starts a basic conversation with someone and depending on their responses, he decides if they are ready to hear what he has to say; if not, he does not share certain information or something like that.

We started to walk and talk but I can not remember much except during one part we stopped by some logs on the ground and we saw a few grub worms in one of the logs or a worm; he dug them out and killed them and apologized or something like that, he said that he only killed animals that created an unbalance and/or did not help reduce roach populations or something weird like that I think.

Then he started to talk about politics and said something about the 2008 election and the Bush years, and then asked me some questions.

Then he said that I passed the test and we started to walk again, as he prepared to start sharing some information with me, an automobile drove up.

A man got out, greeted us, and told Mr. Sac that it was time to go; Mr. Sac wanted to stay longer, but the man suggested that they go so they stopped to talk about it.

I walked off to give them some privacy, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr πŸ™‚

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