Categories
Dreams

A Baby Sister? | A Criminal Using The FBI

Source: Wikimedia Commons

Dream 1

I think that I had a fictional baby sister again in this dream but I could be wrong, but I do know that I had a fictional baby sibling in this dream.

This dream probably took place in a house or somewhere else, some of my family were there including my assumed baby sister, and I got to spend some time with my baby sister by holding her and helping take care of her until maybe she went to sleep.

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

Dream 2

This dream was probably inspired by the television show Daredevil (Season 3).

The dream possibly involved the FBI (Federal Bureau Of Investigation), a Ray Nadeem-like FBI agent, and a Kingpin (Wilson Grant Fisk)-like character.

The Wilson Fisk-like character (who was in prison) probably tricked the FBI into helping him (during this time he probably had FBI agents on his payroll, and he was using the FBI to further his own goals and to protect him and to take out his enemies) and the Ray Nadeem-like FBI agent was probably starting to slowly get closer to realizing this and / or was trying to deal with this, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

Categories
Dreams

Hanging With Dashie (Charlie Guzman) & The FBI Raids The Neighborhood

I barely remember part of one dream from last night that involved me somehow getting to hang out with Dashie (Charlie Guzman) from YouTube at his house in a fictional city during the day, but I am not sure how this happened or how I got to his house; I just remember walking to his door and ringing the doorbell or knocking, and he lived in a small whitish colored multi-story house near a main city sidewalk on one side that was mostly hidden by buildings and a main alley(way) where people could walk to a few buildings & houses near Dashie’s house.

Dashie’s house was in a quieter area thanks to his neighborhood being surrounded by large buildings with main sidewalks & main roads that protected his neighborhood from a lot of the noise & it gave them privacy, it was like a small downtown-like area that had several houses similar to his around/near his house, and they all shared yards made of grass (that were not separated by fences so it was hard to tell which yard belonged to who) but grass was mostly lacking in the areas near them since those areas were mostly sidewalks & roads so Dashie’s neighborhood felt more relaxed/natural.

Categories
Dreams

You Help Us And We Will Help You

Source: Wikimedia Commons

I barely remember part of the end of one dream from last night, but I know that I had more dreams and that this dream was longer; but I forgot all of them when I got awakened by loud noises in the real world.

All I remember is that I might not have been in the end of the dream that I do remember part of, I remember two men being in a room, and both men were members of different groups.

One man was part of a FBI (Federal Bureau Of Investigation)-like group I think and the other man probably was part of a computer / NSA (National Security Agency)-like group, and both of them had problems that they needed the other to help them with.

One of them (probably the FBI-like agent) had a problem where when he clicked on a file on his computer, a large image of that file would show in the start menu on top of a certain area, and he could not figure out how to get rid of it or stop this permanently; and so he kept asking the other man for help with this, but the other man would only help him if he helped him with a problem.

I can not remember what the computer / NSA-like man needed help with but the FBI-like agent helped him, so he helped the FBI-like agent to temporarily fix his problem, but the problem kept coming back; and so the FBI-like agent had to keep helping the other man with problems to have his problem fixed temporarily each time.

The computer / NSA-like agent was clearly using the other man so the FBI-like agent got tired of this, and told the computer / NSA-like agent that he would not help him anymore until he fixed his problem permanently; and so the computer / NSA-like agent finally fixed the problem permanently.

The two men then started to make more even / fair deals / agreements with each other and each of their groups: you help us and we will help you; and that was how they did things from then on, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Categories
Dreams

11-16-2012 | Dream Fragments | Topanga’s Idea

Boy Meets World
(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I barely remember part of three dream fragments from last night, with the first dream fragment involving my brother GC‘s cat Dawn, but I can not remember what the dream was about.

The second dream involved one or more US Government websites that I accidentally found to be infected with malware when I tried to visit those websites & I checked those websites with several website scanners that showed that they were infected with malware (probably some browser exploits), one of the websites was a FBI website, and I must have dreamed of this the night before or something because I remember learning this in the recent past; and I was surprised that no one in the US Government or no one else, as far as I knew, had noticed that those websites were infected with malware except me.

It was another example of poor internet/computer security/laziness/et cetera by the government/people in general, but I can not remember the rest of the dream.

I forgot most of the third and last dream except for part of the end of the dream, which took place during the day in a fictional place at a college-like building where I think that I had a class with several unknown people and some of my former classmates like MH, TC, MJ, MW, et cetera.

Something happened that I can not remember that might have involved some mafia members/gang members/assassins/agents/dangerous people who might have shot me or tried to kill me, and maybe they & my classmates thought that I had died; but somehow I did not die, and I was going to fake my death or keep pretending that I was dead.

Categories
Dreams

10-26-2012 | Dream Fragments | Being A Malcolm X-Like Man?

Malcolm X
(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I remember part of four dream fragments, with the first dream taking place in D during the day, and I was in my parent’s yard when I saw some young people taking some of our ice coolers (coolers that hold ice) from our alleyway; and so I went to talk with them about it.

The young people were moving the coolers to the field near my parent’s yard where they had set up chairs, couches, tables, food, et cetera so that they could hang-out/play sports/et cetera; and our coolers had ice and drinks in them, and so they decided to take them.

I told them that those were our coolers and that they should ask permission next time, and I let them use the coolers & have the drinks; if they would return the coolers when finished and if they would ask for permission next time, they agreed, and then they invited me to come eat some food & drink some drinks & referee or join them in some sports.

At this point or some point I was not myself exactly as far as body, sometimes I was a man who looked like Malcolm X or Mr. H wearing a bow-tie and a brownish colored suit & sometimes I was only seeing/hearing things from his point-of-view & sometimes I would see him & things from a point-of-view like a camera person or like I was floating in the air without a body, either way it was confusing and I mostly did not notice these changes in points-of-view; but a few times I wondered who I was or whose point-of-view was I seeing things from and so I was confused in the dream at times.

I remember giving them some sports advice and then I got a plate of food, and as I was looking in the coolers I noticed a few beers; which was odd since my direct family & I do not drink alcohol & so I wondered how the beers got in there & most of the young people were too young to drink, and so I started trying to quietly collect all the beers so that I could throw them in the trash in our yard.