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Winning An Acting Award

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Dream 1

I barely remember part of a dream fragment that took place inside my parent’s house during the day, I remember going into the kitchen and noticing that we had Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal, and then I think that I remember Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson being in the living room; and something happened to him (someone possibly hit him with something and/or did a wrestling move on him and/or something that I can not remember) and then he was going to do his finishing move The Rock Bottom on someone or me, and maybe this was for fun/a joke but I can not remember.

Dream 2

This dream was probably inspired the French film Ma Femme Est Une Actrice (My Wife Is An Actress) staring the actress Charlotte Gainsbourg, which I watched last night (I finally finished watching it after having it on my computer since about 2007, it was in French, and I used custom English subtitles that I downloaded a few years ago), and part of a video that I saw of the actress Kristen Stewart talking with her friend in an automobile on their way to a film screening.

All that I can remember of this dream is that I think that I was at a fictional version of my parent’s house or a fictional house during the day, I got a letter and/or video and/or something like that saying that my video was accepted (I think there was a contest where you would submit a video of yourself acting, and so I decided to enter the contest for fun) and that I was invited to an acting/film awards show as a contestant, and so I told my family about this; and so when the day arrived I got dressed in a blackish colored tuxedo or suit, and I went to the acting/film awards show late in the afternoon.

It took place in a one-story building with a large opening on one side of the building with maybe a thin whitish-colored veil/curtain halfway covering it and blowing in the wind slightly, it was very dimly lit inside, and there were vertical rows of seating where people sitting on each row were facing each other; and everyone was dressed up nicely, and most of the people were former classmates of mine and there were some actors and actresses there like the actress Jodelle Ferland.

It seemed that everyone else and I were younger in this dream, maybe high school age(d) or just graduated from high school, except for some of the workers and the host/presenter (he was an older man with whitish colored skin with whitish/grayish colored hair with maybe a slightly British or upper-class accent when he spoke English) who were older.

Maybe the other contestants and I sat in the back of the room near the entrance facing everyone else so we could see their sides, who were facing each other so they could not see us unless they looked to their side, and the host was at the front of the room; and I remember being excited, surprised, amazed, mostly calm (slightly nervous, but mostly calm), et cetera.

Everyone seemed to be acting well-behaved and a bit tense and stereotypical because there were cameras probably recording everything so we were probably on television, the internet, radio, et cetera; and so there would be video, audio, images, et cetera posted publicly around the world in newspapers, magazines, websites, et cetera.

Talent agents, celebrities, companies, managers, et cetera would also be watching and looking for people to hire/et cetera; things looked and felt a bit realistic and how I would expect things to be in this situation, I was shocked that I was even there because I have no acting training or experience, and I had entered the contest for fun not expecting to be chosen.

The acting/film awards show began and when they would announce a winner, the winner would have to walk across the room between the rows where most people sat, and then stand at the front of the room until all the winners were called up; and at some point the called my name to my surprise, and I was shocked. 😀

A jobless, ugly, shy, et cetera person who was expecting to enter the computer job field who had no acting experience or training or interest who suffers from social anxiety and generalized anxiety disorder and depression et cetera just won an acting/film award; it made no sense to me and I wondered if they had made a mistake, but it made me smile and laugh and I walked happily to the front smiling at people I knew and saying their names and I even stopped to shake my former male classmate JF’s hand.

I was amazingly calm during this walk as people clapped and the cameras and people’s eyes followed me, I stood in line with the other winners as we waited for the rest of the winners to be announced, and my former male classmate AM was in line with us; and during this wait I started to get nervous sometimes because we had to stand up in front of everyone/the cameras for so long, and finally all the winners were announced and lined up.

The host then told us that he would call us one-at-a-time to walk over to him, we had to give him a password to something (I assume that it was the password for our accounts for this competition), he would shake our hand and we would take some photographs, we would do a few other things, and then we would walk back near the entrance again to wait to get our awards after the show; and then we would probably take more pictures, do interviews/meetings with the press/people in the film industry/et cetera, and maybe we would have a special gathering or after party.

The host started calling out names, some of the people were not at the awards show so there was no one there to accept the awards for them, and I remember being worried about someone hearing our passwords but it seemed that they did this quietly where we could not hear; and at some point we all finished this part of the process, and we waited near the entrance.

The awards show ended and everyone else started to leave as us winners waited, I was still amazed and surprised and excited about everything, and I remember thinking about my future and wondering if I should consider getting training to become an actor; and I wondered would some people offer me roles for some films/television shows/et cetera, and I wondered would people start recognizing me (I was not so comfortable about this).

I thought that it was very strange that there were probably people thinking that I had a lot of potential to make it big in the film industry and that some celebrities and others in the business might recognize me and want to work with me, I also could not remember what video of myself did I submit to the contest, and I was surprised that I even did this.

I hate my voice and I do not like it being recorded or hearing it, I do not like to be recorded or photographed, I can not act, I can not dance, I can not sing, I am not attractive, I am not fashionable, I do not like crowds, I do not want to be famous, et cetera so it made no sense that I would even record myself acting and submit it in a contest; and so I assumed that maybe I had acted out a scene from one of my dreams and/or daydreams and/or thoughts and/or one of my many ideas/stories that I thought up.

I woke up as I was thinking, enjoying the moment, and waiting.

The end,

-John Jr

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Dreams

Drinking With John Goodman | Talking With Justine Henin

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*I am trying to type this with a slight headache and without listening to my voice recordings, and so expect errors and missing details*

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is being in a fictional city that was somewhat like the city of D and there was a film awards show that was going to take place soon, so various celebrities and many tourists were showing up in the city, and I remember walking around with my dad until we separated at some point.

I remember being in an area with some restaurants, bars, and various businesses that you had to walk to (which was nice, and you did not have to worry about traffic); and I saw the actor John Goodman walking among the crowd, he smiled and said hello to various people, and some of the people seemed to know him like he visited this area regularly.

I remember saying hello to Mr. Goodman and he was on his way to one of the restaurant/bars and he invited me to have a drink with him and talk, he said that he tries to drink and talk with a new person each time, and so I accepted and I joined him for a drink and he paid; and he had what looked like an alcoholic drink, but I am not sure what I had to drink.

We had a brief conversation and Mr. Goodman was a nice and down to earth person it seemed, he seemed to like to have conversations with random people especially when studying for new film roles, and his approach was to have a drink and talk with them; and the conversation would end when he finished drinking, he finished his drink pretty fast, and he said goodbye and I thanked him and he left as I continued drinking my drink. (It is possible that he gave me a ticket to the film awards show, but I am not sure; somehow I was allowed into the film awards show later in the dream, but I can not remember how)

After finishing my drink I left to another area that looked a bit like the area where the BP Alternative School and HD Head Start should be, there was a restaurant-like place on the left side, a platform-like area in the middle for people arriving to the film awards show, and the film awards show area on the right side in a field with chairs and a screen.

I am not sure what order the next two parts of the dream took place and my memory of them is too incomplete but I will type what I remember, I remember going to the middle area where the platform was and I assume that I was wearing a black suit or tuxedo, and a man with whitish colored skin let me into the film awards show like either I had ticket or like I had been invited or something like that.

A somewhat homeless-looking thin man with dark-brownish or blackish colored skin with short blackish colored hair followed me without being stopped or checked by security/whoever, he started annoying me constantly and following me like he was trying to get me angry so that I would attack him, and he seemed to be from somewhere in Africa based on his accent.

I sat down in one of the chairs in front of the screen at the film awards show as celebrities and others arrived, like Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt who I saw not too far from where I was sitting, and even my male cousin ME was there; and the man kept annoying me and I kept telling him to stop bothering me but he would not, at some point he realized that his plan was not working, and so he started threatening me.

I told my cousin ME and the others to record this and pay attention so if he attacked me, it would be clear that I would be acting in self-defense if a fight started, and the man got in my face like he was going to attack me; and I noticed that he was wearing maybe a fake tuxedo or suit, and I wondered how did they let him in and why was he constantly bothering me.

I was annoyed and angry at this point and I was about ready to punch him in the face, I was only waiting for him to attack me first, but he seemed to realize this and so he backed off a bit; and I started talking to him about who he was, how did he get in, and why was he bothering me but I can not remember what happened.

The next part of the dream took place on the left side in maybe a semi-outdoor restaurant with strange seating that was partly sunken with an even lower area in front of it like a court and we were watching a film as we ate/drank/et cetera, and somehow I found or had a small young fictional type of animal that somewhat reminded me of a ferret combined with a cat maybe combined with something else that was possibly an orangish/reddish color with maybe some grayish colored patterns on its fur.

I remember no longer seeing it at some point and I found or had another fictional type of animal that was like a combination of a cat and a scorpion and maybe something else and it was an adult or almost an adult, it was bigger than the other animal and it had maybe a scorpion-like tail, and I remember having to make sure that it did not sting anyone.

I have no idea what these animals were or where they came from or who they were for, but at some point the small young ferret/cat/whatever-like animal returned; and it started fighting and winning against the larger cat/scorpion/whatever-like animal, and so I walked off with them separating them surprised.

I am not sure if the larger animal survived or not, I just remember realizing that I had underestimated the smaller animal, and if I decided to keep one it would probably be the smaller animal because he did not have a scorpion-like tail that could sting people; but I woke up.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this nice and very positive dream is being inside my parent’s house during the day and I walked into the kitchen to find my favorite tennis player Justine Henin inside the kitchen getting some food to heat up in the microwave, and so we started talking; and I told her about how she was my favorite tennis player, and about how her one-handed backhand and style was part of the inspiration for how I play tennis.

I remember telling her that I was not good at serving and I asked her if she could check my serving stance/style and tell me what I am doing wrong and what I can do to improve/fix it, she agreed and she had me get into my serving stance and I think that I had a tennis racquet, and she had me start going through the motions of my serve while starting from my feet and working all the way up touching/checking parts of my body/my stance/motion while instructing me on what to do next.

To my surprise she said that my stance and everything up to that point was good and so now it was time to check the top of my serve/motion/stance when I throw the tennis ball in the air and hit it, something happened during this process that caused Justine to trip and fall catching herself around my shoulders with her head leaning against my neck, and I apologized to her and there was a pause.

Justine gave me a compliment on my body/attractiveness saying that she thinks that she found me physically attractive and she complimented me on my niceness and personality saying that my attractiveness was not just physical but divided more evenly among various areas beyond the physical, she said that some people’s attractiveness is less balanced and mostly just physical, and that it was good to have your attractiveness balanced across more areas; and I thanked her for the compliment while telling her that I was surprised to hear this, and I told her that I did not think that I am physically attractive but that it was good to hear that she thought so.

This dream already felt positive/calming/healing/et cetera but it felt even better at this point during this pause where we were close and I remember telling her that I felt the same way about her probably, and then we went back to talking as she looked in the refrigerator for something; and I remember asking her about the proper pronunciation of her last name, there was a pause while she was distracted trying to look for something, and so I stopped to help her.

She then went toward the microwave to get and prepare her food before responding to my question so this pause gave me some time to think about more questions that I wanted to ask, one question was about what was her natural hair color, and another was that I had heard that she had a twin sister (I think that this was a mistake, I probably was accidentally thinking about a news article that I read about Eva Green and her twin sister, and confusing it with Justine’s life).

I remember imaging Justine going inside a gym of people with her hair dyed a brownish color because her twin sister and her probably naturally had yellowish colored hair, so I assumed that she would dye her hair sometimes to help avoid people getting her sister and her confused/mixed up so that the media /people would not accidentally be bothering her sister all the time in public thinking that she was her; but I was probably wrong about the hair-dying/coloring and twin sister part.

I then suddenly had a vision or daydream of me being outside in my parent’s yard during the day near the picnic table, there was a little girl with whitish colored skin with medium-to-long length hair there and she called me uncle John, and I assumed that she was the daughter of Justine’s twin sister; and that this vision or daydream was from the future where Justine and I were dating or married, and I remember things being very positive and being very happy but I woke up.

I woke up feeling great and comfortable like how you feel after exercising and then taking a nice bath and going to bed and waking up the next morning mostly healed and your bed/bed sheets/pillow feel softer/better than usual, and the positive effects/affects lasted through the morning.

The end,

-John Jr

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After The Graduation The Wagons Attack?

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Lazy Overview:

Last night I only remember some of my last dream, which started inside a lobby of a building, and a high school graduation was either about to start or it had finished.

I was there with my dad, and my mom may/might have been there at first, and the lobby was like a nice walk-way in a mall.

In the lobby there were graduates in their cap & gowns, their family, their friends, teachers, a few news reporters, etc.

The graduates were lined up in a row, in the lobby, and people were taking pictures and talking; and everyone was having a good time.

I noticed my former classmate MT with the graduates and he was in his cap & gown from years ago, which was odd/strange, because we both graduated from high school many years ago; and he seemed to either be pretending to be a graduate or he was just wearing his cap & gown as a costume or something, maybe.

There was over a hundred people there, and I think that they all started going to a door that was connected to the lobby; and I think that the door either led to an indoor area for the graduation or it was an outdoor area for the graduation, maybe.

I think that my mom told my dad and I, that one of my little cousins was in a short film, and that they were about to show it in another part of the building; and so we left to go watch it, but we had to use the bathroom first.

My dad and I went to a bathroom that looked very nice, and something happened in the bathroom, but I can not remember what happened exactly; I think someone came into the bathroom and said something to us, maybe.

Next I remember my parent’s and I going into a room near the bathroom, and in that room the showing of the short film was about to start.

The cast of the short film, who all were kids, including my little cousin, were sitting in chairs in front of the screen; while the families, friends, and news reporters sat in the back of the room.

Hillary Clinton was there and she had a fictional young daughter that was in the film, and her daughter looked somewhat like a kid version of her, and her daughter was sitting with the rest of the cast.

Ms. Clinton’s daughter seemed to be a nice proper/well-mannered kid, during the showing of the short film, but she was not the main character in the short film.

I do not remember what the short film was about, but I do know that the main character was a girl who looked like the girl from the Silent Hill film; and my little cousin had a small role in the short film, and she did a good job acting in my opinion.

After the short film was finished and as everyone was clapping & the news reporters were taking photographs, an error/mistake was made, and instead of playing the ending credits, someone played the announcement of the best actor/actress award for the short film; and the winning would win a doll or a toy.

The winner was the main character, the girl who looked like the girl (Sharon Da Silva played by the actress Jodelle Ferland) from the Silent Hill film, and then she was awarded a doll or toy as she posed for photographs; and Ms. Clinton’s daughter was angry and she started to storm/walk off complaining in anger and she was acting like a spoiled rich brat.

Ms. Clinton’s daughter said that she should have won and she said that The President or someone should have pre-ordered a doll or toy for her, if she had lost, and she said a few other negative things as she walked into a bathroom to complain so that the others could not see or hear her; and I found it odd/strange that she had said The President, instead of saying her Dad/Father/Daddy/Bill Clinton, and I was a bit surprised by how quickly her behavior had changed to that of a spoiled rich brat.

My parent’s and I congratulated my little cousin and then we left the room, and I think that my mom left to go home, while my dad and I stayed for some reason.

I remember seeing my friend DH and DH, my dad, and I followed the graduates & everyone else outside to a school building that was connected to a party building/shack; and this shack has been in a few of my other dreams in the past, and it is near where the junior high school in D is.

Everyone was going to celebrate the graduation, but something happened as we all were walking through the school building; and we started to hear death screams and panic, and chaos started everywhere.

Some people were running from the outside into the building screaming for their lives, other people inside started to run around the building in a panic, some people were falling, some people were trying to hide, we heard lots of screaming, and some people were trying to get out of the building but some of the doors were locked.

I was afraid and the dream felt real (but I did not know that it was a dream), but I tried to stay calm and I thought up a plan; since the attack seemed to be coming from outside of the building & on the left side of the building, I decided that we should run toward that direction, and that we should escape through the main exit in the chaos and that we should run across the field toward the road to escape.

But as we ran toward the main exit, there were people banging/beating on the door screaming for their lives and they were screaming for us to open the door since it was locked, and so we ran up a hallway to escape through that exit but that door was locked & people were banging/beating on it screaming for help as well; and so we started to run back in the direction that we had come from, and as we were running I asked someone what was attacking.

The person said something that sounded like, The Wagons are attacking, which did not make sense to me; and I asked him what were The Wagons and were they Human or not, and the person said that they were not Human but they did not know what they really were.

I then wondered if they were aliens, zombies, or some kind of other strange beings; and I wondered if they were really Human, but/and that the person was just mistaken/wrong/incorrect.

Since most of the exits were locked and I felt that The Wagons or whatever were probably now in the building, I decided that we should hide in the ceiling, until the attack is over and/or until there is a chance for us to escape; and so my dad, DH, and I ran into a bathroom or a room, and we climbed into the ceiling and we hid in a dark corner of the ceiling.

We listened as people were running and screaming, and I remember seeing the hallway through a crack in the ceiling; and I saw what I think were large robots with two legs and guns for arms, attacking people, but I could be wrong.

I could not get a good look at them in all the chaos and I woke up as I was trying to think up another plan.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂