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 was 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 employee with medium-color skin was at this window, and I remember her starting to talk to my brother GC after we maybe 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 had 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: 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

Coaching And Playing On A Women’s Sports Team

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I forgot most of my dreams from last night except for barely part of my last dream which took place inside a one-story building.

I was coaching a women’s sports team but I can not remember which sport, and I was also playing on the team sometimes because our team probably did not have enough players and/or they needed the help in my opinion.

I am not sure how this was allowed because I am a man and I was the coach, normally this would not be legal, but somehow in this dream it was allowed.

There were other women’s sports teams playing inside this house as well, and we played against one or more of them during the dream.

Most of the players on my team probably had brownish-colored skin, and at some point I remember one of my players who had brownish-colored skin with maybe black hair being angry at me and telling me to stop playing on the team but I am not sure why she was angry and why she did not want me to play on the team sometimes to help them.

I tried to talk to her but that did not go so well so I stopped playing on the team and I focused on coaching only, which somewhat helped calm down the situation, and at some point I remember that player and several other players and I walking around the house maybe looking for something.

I can not remember what was going on exactly during this part of the dream, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Happy Thanksgiving Day to everyone. 😀

The end,

-John Jr

A Hospital And A Store And A Pillow Fight

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I barely got any sleep last night because of anxiety about my job interview that I will be going to this morning and because of a malfunctioning air conditioner in another room that kept beeping and turning on and off randomly while I was trying to sleep.

When I finally did go to sleep I did have one short dream but that got interrupted partly because I kept waking up wondering about the time and/or to look at the time annoyingly and/or my mind (body) just kept waking up to look around on constant alert and not wanting to sleep because of all the anxiety.

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that my family and I (except for my brother CC and his family) arrived in another city during the day, we went to a hospital that was connected to a large Walmart-like store because one or more people in my family seemed to have a doctor’s appointment I assume or they needed to see a doctor, and so we waited in a waiting room with other people.

I possibly had a job interview that I needed to be going to that day so I was watching and/or worrying about the time as we waited because I did not want to be late for my job interview, at some point I walked to the window that the front desk area was behind, and a female worker with white skin with brown hair who looked and acted like she did not like or care about her job or the patients was behind the window.

Before I could ask my question she interrupted me and gave me an answer to what she was assuming was my question, she was wrong in her assumption, but because of her bad attitude I did not bother to ask my question and so I just said okay and I walked away.

Maybe my brother TD or KD was called to see the doctor so he walked further into the hospital, shortly after that I did as well because too much time was probably passing so I decided to go walking to find the store area maybe, and as I walked through the hallways of the hospital I reached an area with many old men in the hallways.

I assumed that some or most of them were military veterans who seemed to be living at the hospital and there was not enough space for them so they were living in the halls in this area it seemed, some were on gurney beds and some were in wheelchairs and some were sitting down, and it looked a bit depressing and sad.

They were mostly blocking movement to the hallways that I was trying to reach, I remember one of the men who was an old man with dark brown skin say something to me, and we briefly talked until he probably told me how to reach the other hallways and I continued my journey.

Eventually I reached the Walmart-like store, I remember walking past cash registers with lines of people, and I saw my former male classmate JS standing in one of the lines with his family.

A bit further in the store near a middle front area I saw a seating area with auditorium-style seats with many former classmates of mine sitting in them and standing around them, I stopped to talk with them, and I remember a former female classmate of mine hitting my former female classmate JH in the face with a pillow for fun.

She hit her a bit harder than expected so I remember my former classmate JH responding that it hurt, our other female classmate apologized, and then they both started laughing and people started pillow fighting for fun and smiling and laughing but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Marilyn Manson And The Movie | And Finally Going To Class

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I am not sure when I had this dream fragment or if I already typed it or not, but I know that I had this dream fragment several months ago; but I can not remember most of it.

I remember being in an apartment/dorm building and I think that I was trying to find a place to stay there so that I could go back to college, and so I went to visit my friend DH; but he was not at his room, but his roommate was there and he invited me in.

His roommate was Marilyn Manson to my surprise, and I remember the room being pretty dark; and I remember that they had an extra/spare room & bed that no one was using in their apartment/dorm room.

I remember Mr. Manson and I talking about various intellectual topics, and I was surprised by how much Mr. Manson knew and I was surprised by his good personality; and we seemed to have similar beliefs on several topics.

At some point I remember Mr. Manson telling me about a documentary-like film made by a Chinese American film maker, and he wanted to show me the film; I remember the film starting with a scene showing a woman, but I can not remember anything else unfortunately.

I remember Mr. Manson telling me about what the film maker was trying to show with his film, and he was explaining his thoughts on the film; he talked about some pretty deep themes, and the film maker had an interesting filming style that he used to try to reach the audience.

I remember that it was getting late and so we decided to stop the film, and that we would finish it the next day; and I remember Mr. Manson saying that I could stay at their apartment, since they needed another roommate.

I also remember him joking about adopting me as his brother or something silly like that, and I remember joking about how other people like the paparazzi would react to that. 😀

Mr. Manson told me that I could sleep in the spare bedroom, and then he left to go to sleep; and then I woke up.

Last night I can not remember most of my dream either, I just remember waking up in the dream at my parent’s house, and I somehow knew that I had a college class that was about to start.

I somehow knew that I had missed many days of the class already, I have had several dreams somewhat like this before & I probably had a few dreams about this same class before, and I tried to get myself to get out of bed so that I could finally go to class; and in the dream I seemed depressed, tired, uninspired, etc.

I managed to get out of bed and I remember arriving outside of the classroom, and a former classmate of mine named BF stopped to talk to me; and he told me that he was surprised that I had finally come to class, and he said that he thought that I was just going to fail the class or that I had dropped the class already.

He had remembered the other times that I had missed the class in other past dreams, it seemed, and I remember us walking into the classroom to talk & wait for the teacher to arrive; but I can not remember what happened exactly, except I remember being back in the hallway.

I had to use the bathroom very badly but I needed to get to my next class or back to class, and so I tried to quickly find a bathroom; but I saw two long lines down the hall full of people waiting to use the two bathrooms on that hall.

I decided to move to the front of the line on the left side, that line only had women in it, and one of the women told me that their line was for the women’s bathroom; and so I went to the line for the men’s bathroom, but that line went all the way to the next hall. (This bathroom theme is a common dream theme of mine for some odd reason, I still do not know what they mean) 😀

I decided to walk around the building looking for another bathroom, and I asked someone where another bathroom was & they showed me.

The bathroom had three different doors on three of the four sides of the bathroom, and it was an uni-sex (or whatever the word is, a bathroom for men and/or women) bathroom.

The person that showed me where the bathroom was, also had to use the bathroom, and so we both went inside; and the bathroom had a small waiting area and a woman was in the bathroom area finishing up.

The bathroom did not have much privacy: the toilet was next to an urinal with no dividers, next to that was a small open shower, and near the small waiting area was the sink; and so we were about to leave to give the woman some privacy, but she told us that one of us could use the urinal.

I did not feel comfortable with that but I thanked her, and I told the person that had showed me where the bathroom was, that he could use the urinal; and I would use the bathroom when they both finished, and I turned my back to give them some privacy.

They both finished and they left through separate doors, but they left two of the three doors open, as I was trying to urinate; and then my former classmate SB came into the bathroom from the third door, and now all three doors were open.

I asked SB to please close the doors, but he did not, and so people were walking through the hallways & they could see me peeing; which was a bit uncomfortable, and after I finished & I washed my hands, I yelled a few angry words at SB & I walked off.

Then I woke up,

-John Jr 🙂