This dream involved me being inside a house sitting down watching TV with my mom, and we were watching a parade that possibly was also a race and / or competition of some kind with various individuals and companies and groups.
One of the parade floats had zoo animals stacked on top of the largest animal, I can not remember which animal was the largest, and one of the animals that was stacked on top of the largest animal was a rhinoceros (rhino).
I am not exactly sure if I completely slept or not, it was more like semi-sleeping / semi-dreaming / semi-daydreaming / semi-thinking, but I am not sure.
The last thing that I remember involved the recent Christmas parade that I was in Saturday with The BP Library and the Christmas float, and it involved this week and what we were going to do with the Christmas float and for this Saturday’s Christmas parade in the city of M.
There was talk of recycling materials, what to do after this week’s parade, what to do next year, et cetera.
Some of my coworkers were there like my female coworker LF, Mr. CF, and maybe my female coworker MA.
We were in the garage of The BP Library where the float is talking and trying to get things ready, but that is all that I can remember.
The end,
-John Jr
This dream from last night was possibly partly inspired by a DarkMatter2525 video called Always Cry Wolf that I saw on YouTube yesterday:
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I was driving in an automobile with one or more of my brothers to an automobile dealership for some reason(s) that I can no longer remember, I am not sure what time of day it was, and I remember going inside the dealership to wait because I did not see the employees yet.
At some point a man with whitish-colored skin approached me, maybe an employee or the owner of the dealership but I am not sure, and he asked my brother(s) and I if any of us were willing to help some old military veterans from Boston or mostly from Boston with something that I can not remember exactly (maybe something involving documenting some of their stories from their time in the military during The Vietnam War).
It sounded like a somewhat time-consuming project, my brothers were not interested and it sounded a bit difficult, but I decided that I would try to help them so the man told me that I could meet them outside because a parade was about to begin outside and they would be in it and after the parade the fair would begin so this area was a fairground with an automobile dealership by it.
We walked outside as people arrived for the parade and fair, we saw the military veterans getting ready for the parade and I greeted them, and they probably told me that us volunteers would each be paired with a military veteran to help them with this project at some point after the parade and after the fair had begun.
The parade begun with the military veterans possibly going first, and then I remember various ethnic groups/cultures being represented in the parade.
The Mexican ethnic group was one of the ethnic groups represented in the parade, I remember a large poor family from Mexico (Mexican) all riding together on a crowded float, and some people in the crowd were making fun of them and saying offensive things about them which was sad and unacceptable.
After the parade the fair began and somehow my brother(s) and I ended up in a small building near the fair, and inside this building we met some aliens from at least three different alien species.
One of these alien species probably looked human or almost human but I think that one or more of these alien species could disguise themselves as humans somehow, a second alien species was probably humanoid, and a third species was probably the most alien-looking but I can not remember the details of how either of these species looked or what they were called.
One of these alien species had developed a biological weapon to destroy another alien species among the three alien species that we met (I assume some of them were at war with each other), this biological weapon had infected one of the aliens so he/it was dying (he/it possibly died during the dream, but I can not remember), and then we found out that my brother(s) and I were infected with the alien biological weapon after coming in contact with the infected alien.
Unlike the dying infected alien, we did not seem to be dying because the alien biological weapon was designed to kill one of those alien species, and so it did not seem deadly to humans but we were not sure what if any effects/affects it would have on us humans so we were worried.
The alien species responsible for this alien biological weapon probably sneaked away before we had found out about them releasing the alien biological weapon to kill one of the alien species there, we assumed that they would make another biological weapon to attack the other alien species if this attack was successful, and we were also worried that they would make one to destroy humans too if both of their attacks were successful.
A maybe male friendly alien from the other alien species that was not attacked talked with my brother(s) and I trying to help us and the other alien species, but this alien did something that I consider unnecessary and a bit unethical by mind controlling my brother(s) and I so that we would go tell our parent’s about the alien biological weapon and how we were infected with it and then maybe tell the military (but I am not sure about this one, maybe that is that I was going to do after I finished my mind control mission to tell my parent’s first, but I am not sure).
I wanted to warn my parent’s, the military, the government, the public, et cetera but I did not want to risk spreading the infection (we had no idea if it could be spread or how, and so I wanted to do things safely and cautiously) so I wanted to quarantine us and try to contact them without leaving the building so mind controlling us was completely unnecessary and it put others at risk because we were forced to leave the building to tell our parent’s after the alien mind controlled us to do this.
Under the alien mind control we left the building walking among the crowds of people at the fair trying to find our parent’s, we found our parent’s in an outdoor/indoor building, and we told them everything and I tried to explain things calmly and logically because it sounded crazy (I am not sure if our parent’s believed us or not).
There were other people who heard us and they thought that we were crazy, after completing this mind controlled mission to warn our parent’s we then were going to possibly warn the military (this was possibly voluntary but I am not sure, and so maybe this was also part of our mind controlled mission), and the military had maybe a small recruiting center or room in a building in or near the fair so we were going to go there.
I am not sure if we went there or not first, I can not remember, but I do remember seeing a nicely dressed (white dress shirt and dark-colored dress skirt) female journalist with whitish-colored skin with long brown hair that was partly pinned-up so I told her everything hoping that she would believe me and help get the truth out there to the public.
The female journalist took me to a small building in or near the fair to ask her boss for permission to report on our story, her boss was a large man with whitish-colored skin with a mustache wearing a navy-colored suit, and he thought that we were crazy and he refused to allow her to report on our story unless we could provide some proof.
I tried to think of some things that we could provide as proof (the aliens were possibly gone and so was the evidence because they probably took everything with them, and so my brothers and I were possibly the only evidence left if they could detect the alien biological weapon that had infected us), the female journalist apologized and she told me to return if I got some proof, and she would see what she could do to try to convince her boss to let her report on our story.
We then were going to warn the military, I am not sure if we got to do this or not before waking up, maybe they thought that we were crazy too but I can not remember what happened before I woke up other than worrying about the possible effects/affects of the alien biological weapon on us and other humans and my fear that we were possibly infecting other people by walking around like this and trying to figure out how to get people to believe our story.
The end,
-John Jr
.jpg)
Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place inside a windowless Walmart-like building near where the cash registers should be or were, there was a tall structure in this area, and I would sometimes probably climb it and jump down to a large open mostly dark room with maybe medium-colored carpet where some of my former classmates and other people were hanging out like there was a calm party or gathering.
I talked with some people and I walked around the large room and maybe I got some food and drink but I can not remember the details, I also can not remember the details of the tall structure that I would jump down from, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of this dream is being inside a windowless multi-story mostly carpeted building that had a lot of hallways and rooms, and it was being used as home by the actor Reginald VelJohnson who played the character Carl Winslow from the television series Family Matters and his family.
I was walking around exploring this somewhat school-like building, it was not a school but it slightly reminded me of a school combined with a general purpose office-like building and home, and there was more that happened in this dream but I can not remember what happened before this.
At some point I met Mr. VelJohnson and maybe his wife, I probably did not know that this was their home at first, and Mr. VelJohnson told me that this is the building that Family Matters used to be filmed in; but now him and his family were using this previously abandoned building as a home.
He gave me a tour of the building as he talked about memories from back when he worked on the Family Matters television series, and I remember some of my memories of the television series being talked about and thought about; and some of my memories of other television series like Boy Meets World.
Mr. VelJohnson told me that the building was not in good condition and he told and showed me some of the problems like: leaking roofs and ceilings in some areas, plumbing problems, and more.
This was a large building, him and his family only used a small part of it, and so the process of fixing everything was a slow and expensive project that they were doing slowly as they could afford it because they did not want to see this building fall apart; and they liked this building, and they wanted it to continue to be their home, but that is all that I can remember of this dream even though I know that there was more to this dream that was interesting but I can not remember the details.
Dream 3
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day outside in a very small fictional town at a parade, I was at this parade standing among the small crowd along side the street by businesses in a small downtown area where the parade was taking place, and I was standing near a group of maybe high school students (maybe some athletes and cheerleaders it seemed) and some of their parent’s and teachers.
Something went wrong and there was a serious accident with maybe a truck pulling a float and it or they crashed into the crowd near me at the end of the parade route, seriously injuring and possibly killing some people, and one of the male students with whitish colored skin with medium-to-dark colored hair wearing a letterman (letter) jacket got decapitated in the accident so his head was on the street not far from his body.
A woman with whitish colored skin with maybe somewhat yellowish and/or brownish colored hair who was the young man’s mother ran over to his decapitated body crying and screaming over his body as other people ran to help the other injured and/or killed people, it was difficult watching and listening to this mother screaming and crying while holding the decapitated body of her son, and feeling like there was nothing that you could do to help.
I felt so bad and I wanted to help that the only thing that I could think to do was to try to attach the young man’s head back to his body, and so I did this where at least the head would be touching the neck normally even though I could not really attach it.
I hoped that maybe somehow this would keep him alive long enough for the paramedics to get him to the hospital so that the doctors could attach his head and save his life, and shockingly I heard the young man started breathing and trying to talk after trying to attach his head.
We were surprised and felt that there was some hope, the paramedics rushed in and took him to the hospital, and I think that they were able to save his life but I am not sure because I woke up; but I hoped that he would survive, and I hoped that I was able to at least help his mother feel better.
Link
Today I saw an amazing work of art made by another WordPress.com blogger named Sissh, please check out her post called: DAY 29: SILHOUETTE to see her painting. 🙂
The end,
-John Jr
For some unknown reason or reasons I did not voice record my dreams each time that I woke up to use the bathroom last night, I remembered part of my dreams but I forgot most of them after going back to sleep each time, and I went to bed too late and I over slept so I barely remember part of two dreams.
Before going to sleep I played some Fallout 3 and then I read Seepurple’s latest blog post (I almost could not believe what I was reading and at first I wondered if it was just a dream or a fictional story, what happened to her is terrible, and I just can not understand why some people do things like that), and so both of those things influenced some of my dreams last night; and my main dream of last night was based on Seepurple’s latest blog post, which I wanted to comment on last night but it was a very sensitive topic and it was very late and I was very tired and I could not think clearly so I decided that I should wait until today to comment on it, and I hope that my second dream does not offend Seepurple or make her feel any worse during this sensitive time. 😦
John Jr's Blog 