A Talking Dog & Sacred Trees & Creatures On A Planet (Jupiter)?

I think that this was all one transitioning dream with four or more parts that I can partly remember, unfortunately there are forgotten parts as usual, and so I will try to break this up into parts even though the dream probably transitioned each time without me noticing the dream world and time period and even planet changing.

This dream seemed to be partly inspired by my dreams from the previous day, From The New World, Dredd (2012), Harry Potter, Jupiter Ascending (which I have never seen), Pauline Croze’s most recent video Elle N’ose Pas, Fallout 4, a Double Toasted video called BRANDON ROGERS INTERVIEW – Double Toasted, cetera.

My Fictional Uncle Gets Dropkicked

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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

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