Getting Ambushed And Holding Hands With A Stunt Double / Actress

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I did not get enough sleep last night because I went to bed too late but I did sleep well and I probably slept pretty deeply, but I had to get out of bed quickly to get ready for work so I did not have time to organize my memories of my dreams so now I barely remember part of maybe one dream from last night.

Several parts of this dream or these dream took place at probably the same fictional college campus on the outskirts of the campus where there was a parking lot by a field with some buildings, and each part of the dream or each dream took place starting from the day until the evening or night.

My parent’s were probably in one part of the dream or one of the dreams that took place in the parking lot during the day, but I can not remember this part of this dream.

In another part of the dream or another dream maybe during the afternoon there was maybe a semi-indoor / outdoor one-story building between the field and the parking lot, and I remember walking through this building which probably had some shelves and various obstacles and turns.

Inside the building in the distance I saw a woman with light-color skin and her overweight teenage(d) son who also had light-color skin who seemed a bit suspicious, and they were walking around also so I tried to keep them in my sights.

At some point they were in a blind spot when I made a left turn at a corner and the woman and her son were waiting for me to ambush me, and the boy had a spray bottle with a clear liquid that he tried to spray in my eyes but he missed or I dodged it.

One of them then tried to attack me (probably with a weapon) but I blocked or dodged the attack because their alcohol in my eyes attack had failed, and once I realized that they were not joking around I quickly and easily defeated them but I can not remember if I killed them or not as I defended myself.

I just remember learning that the clear liquid in the spray bottle was rubbing alcohol, and that this mother and son were probably responsible for various random attacks on people in the city that was reported in the news but no one had known who was carrying out the attacks.

I assume that they would kill people, I have no idea why they were doing this, but they seemed to enjoy this and they had their own strategies for attacking people but they made a mistake when they decided to attack someone like me who has better defensive skills and awareness than the average person.

The next parts of the dreams are unclear so I am not even sure if I was myself or not during parts of this, during the next part or the part after it I was possibly a Tony Stark-like man, but I can not remember.

I just remember the previous attack on me being reenacted by maybe some actresses and actors and stunt doubles, and so I am not sure if I was myself or if I was a Tony Stark-like man who was part of the reenactment of the attack on me that was being filmed and was probably going to be used on the news to show what had happened during the attack on me.

The actress and / or stunt double playing the mother was fitter and shorter and smaller and thinner than the real mother, I or me as the Tony Stark-like man joined the reenactment, and I remember body slamming (scoop slamming) the actress / stunt double who played the mother during the reenactment (she was okay, it was part of the reenactment).

After we finished the filming of the reenactment of the previous attack on me, I remember talking with the actress / stunt double who played the mother, and we both seemed interested in getting to know each other so she probably invited me to an event so we got dressed up in formal wear (she had a nice long white dress) and she walked me to another part of the campus where an outdoor event was taking place during the evening or night.

Everyone was dressed up and some important people were there so this was a formal event, I remember seeing a woman with medium-color skin with short hair who I later learned was the mayor of the city, and I remember a helicopter dropping someone off at the event.

The actress / stunt double and I held hands as we walked around talking at the outdoor event, we both seemed to be interested in each other, and we were having a good time and a good conversation.

At some point the woman told me that she wanted to show me something, and she led me to a one-story building that was in the field near the event.

I needed to defecate so when we got inside the building I asked her where the bathroom was so that I could defecate before she shows me whatever it is that she wanted to show me, and then she led me to a room that she said was the bathroom and there was a toilet in this room so I sat on it to defecate and she left (maybe to the lobby or wherever).

As I was defecating people started walking into the room, first it was probably the mayor who looked at me like maybe the actress / stunt double had set me up and led me here on the mayor’s orders for a meeting or something, and the mayor probably said something to me or looked at me smiling before either leaving the room or staying.

I quickly learned that this seemed to be a college classroom and that students and their professor were arriving for class, and they probably started their class as I sat there on the toilet defecating.

I wanted to leave but they had caught me in the middle of defecating and I had no privacy, and so sitting there until maybe they leave or until I finished seemed to be my best option.

I wondered why was there a working toilet in a classroom, and I wondered if the actress / stunt double had really lured me here as a set up for the mayor and why would the mayor and / or her want to embarrass me like this.

This was a pretty uncomfortable and annoying situation, I was a bit angry, but I actually handled it well as I sat there trying to figure out what to do next but I woke up.

So for the second night in a row I had a toilet dream with feces, strange.

The end,

-John Jr

September 30, 2015 | Dream Journal

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that at some point in the dream I was walking around with a group of men like I wanted to join their team, they were on an undercover mission to find someone and protect them and escort them by land/helicopter/et cetera through various locations until they reach their final destination, and there was another group whose job was to find and kill the target; and so they had to try to stop that from happening.

The men were undercover and so they did not have visible armor and weapons but they had some guns hidden on them, the leader of the group was a man with whitish colored skin and I remember them not letting me join them but they did let me follow them around, and they acted a bit like villains/jerks and they did not really seem to like me; and they treated me somewhat like an annoying nerd who wanted to be them or something like that.

I remember us being inside a large windowless shopping mall during a strange cloudy day looking around among the people trying to find the person who they needed to protect and escort, we had to act normal and blend in and so we did, and eventually we found a man with whitish colored skin who was the person who we needed to protect and escort.

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Dylann Storm Roof Being Transported By Helicopter

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*I think that my Windows Defender problem was being caused by a problem with Windows itself (maybe a program had corrupted some Windows files or something like that) that was fixed when I reset Windows after installing Windows 10 (I used the rest option for a clean install)*

Dream 1

Part of all of my dreams from last night involved me doing full scans with Microsoft’s free antivirus Windows Defender (not the terrible spyware only scanner Windows Defender that was built into Windows Vista and Windows 7, I am talking about the one that is built into Windows 8 and Windows 8.1 and Windows 10, which is like Microsoft Security Essentials but Microsoft made the stupid and illogical decision to name it Windows Defender instead of Microsoft Security Essentials or Microsoft Antivirus or Microsoft Antimalware which is confusing because it is different from the original Windows Defender; and so this causes unnecessary confusion), but the full scans would never finish because they would scan way too slowly (about two files every few seconds, sometimes there is a freeze or pause in the scan and timer/countdown, et cetera) which is a bug that I and some other people are dealing with in the real world; we can quick scan and custom scan at normal speeds, but full scans move so slowly that it would take days or a week or weeks to finish a full scan which never was a problem for me until now so I have been trying to troubleshoot it in the real world and during parts of my dreams from last night.

All that I can remember of the first dream is talking to the actors Shia LaBeouf and Jon Bernthal and another man who I can not remember, I am not sure if we were outside first and then we went inside a house in a large bathroom-like room with mirrors on one wall or not, but I do know that the dream took place during the day; and somehow I ended up talking to them.

I remember talking to them about some of the films and television shows that they were in like the film Fury and I remember talking to Mr. LaBeouf about various things like his public image and jokes about him, his costar Christy Carlson Romano from the television show Even Stevens, and about how to spell and pronounce his last name because depending on the spelling and pronunciation it could be the French word(s) that translate in English to mean the beef; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This was my most interesting and confusing dream from last night, all that I can remember of this dream is either flying in an aircraft or driving by boat or driving by automobile during the day with another person on or near or over a highway like the highway from the city of W to the city of LC, and we saw a helicopter transporting the alleged Charleston Church Shooter Dylann Roof (Dylann Storm Roof).

Either another helicopter with fully armored (helmets, bullet resistant vests, knee pads, elbow pads, et cetera) and armed (assault rifles) US soldiers (probably US Army in dessert camouflage combat uniforms with a standard combat gear) flew next to it and the soldiers boarded the helicopter from the outside holding on to the outside of it or the soldiers were already on the helicopter, either way, the soldiers seemed to be on the helicopter to provide extra security to protect Dylann Storm Roof maybe; and I was a bit surprised to see so much security and that the soldiers seemed almost like Special Forces soldiers (almost, but not quite), and to see the US military helping provide security.

One of the soldiers, maybe a medic, started to have what seemed to be a panic attack as he held on to the outside of the helicopter and he either fell or jumped off the helicopter with another soldier helping him and a third soldier jumped after them after they alerted the other soldiers about the situation; and they parachuted and fell into a fictional small park-like area next to a street and sidewalk and ditch with water or small river when you are first entering the city of LC from the direction of the city of D.

I went to this area to make sure that they were okay, the helicopter continued flying on its mission to transport Dylann Storm Roof, and the three soldiers were on the ground with some of them being covered by their parachutes so I could not see if they were dead or alive or not; and I remember asking them if they were okay, they had a hard landing but two of them were okay and I helped one of them up and then he helped the other soldier up, but the medic was still not responding under his parachute.

They lifted the parachute and the medic was okay physically but he was still not doing so well mentally/emotionally, he was embarrassed and apologizing for his panic attack or whatever it was and still trying to recover, and then the other two soldiers asked where was The President (Barack Obama); and so they started looking around trying to find him before calling headquarters to announce that The President was missing and possibly injured or dead, and calling for backup immediately.

I noticed a golf-like hole that was just big enough that a person might fit in it that was not far from where the soldiers had landed, I looked in the hole and I saw President Obama stuck in it, and I told the soldiers that I found him; and I started reaching my hands in the hole to pull President Obama out of the hole, and while I was trying to do this I saw Hillary Clinton walking alone on the sidewalk past the tiny park-like area where we were.

Mrs. Clinton looked at the soldiers confused like she was wondering why they were here instead of being with the helicopter like she knew about their mission, she had no idea what had happened and she did not know that President Obama was with us trapped in a hole, and she seemed to be on her way to maybe a meeting about the mission and/or something else; and maybe President Obama was supposed to be at that meeting soon as well, that was just my guess, and Mrs. Clinton somewhat shrugged her shoulders and she kept walking without saying anything to us.

President Obama was able to grab my hands and arms, I started pulling him up, and then he was able to pull himself up the rest of the way; and after he climbed out of the hole I remember telling him that he was in pretty good shape for his age, and I joked about the situation of him climbing out of the hole.

Everyone was okay and they stopped to recover before deciding what to do next, but I woke up.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was sitting at the dining room table in my parent’s house, I am not sure if I was eating and drinking or not, but I do know that I was watching television; and there was a short video that was like a commercial or short of a pornography scene from some website that maybe had the word King in it, and their main male porn star/actor and a female porn start/actress were in the video.

They were outside by a swimming pool, the actress was in a bikini laying on her back on a lawn chair/whatever enjoying the sun while maybe reading a magazine, and the actor approached her wearing only swimming trunk; and the two went to talk, the video jumped around showing various parts like a teaser, and so it jumped from talking to kissing to touching to getting naked to having sex et cetera.

The actor kept bragging sometimes about how he was the main porn star/the king of porn stars of the website that he worked for, the video was short showing only brief scenes without showing much, and I remember being confused and wondering how was this allowed on television like this instead of a normal commercial; and then the video ended with the name of the website and the website address of where to buy and watch the full version of the pornographic video, but I woke up as I sat there in confusion wondering if this commercial was even legal and wondering if they allowed this commercial by mistake.

The end,

-John Jr

April 6, 2015 | Dream Journal | Aircraft Trying To Assassinate Michael Jackson In My Parent’s Yard?

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I really do not feel like typing my dream today and I feel like giving up on blogging as the team/Automattic continues to move in directions that make blogging more annoying/difficult/less enjoyable/buggy/impractical/illogical/limited/et ceterea for me, and they continue to mostly ignore our feedback/et cetera; but I am making myself type this anyway, but I can only handle so much and so at some point I will probably quit blogging if things get too bad here on

All that I can remember of this dream is being in my parent’s yard during a nice day and the dream started positive and it was probably partly inspired by Seepurple’s dream called Solid Black Fighter Jet? (which made me realize a weakness in my dream security, I do not really have any defenses against aerial/aircraft attacks in my dreams, and so my dream security and I would be mostly defenseless again such attacks), I was with my male cousin DE who acted like he used to act so things were good again and a person who I can not remember was with us, and we were near where my brother GC’s pet dog Cloud should be but my brother TD’s pet dog Jack (an American Pit Bull Terrier) was there instead.

The dog house probably looked a bit different and either connected to or near the dog house was a multi-story/floor tower that was possibly mostly made of tarp/canvas/whatever (at least on the outside, but maybe the entire thing was tarp/canvas but I can not remember), the ground in front of the dog house was sunken a bit so I walked on it, and as I stepped on it the dirt would push down deeper because the dirt was so loose/soft; and eventually I patted the dirt down with my feet until it was a hole that was probably taller/deeper than me, and so we decided that we would move the dog house and tower and Jack to a new location in the yard that did not have a deep hole.

We started moving the tarp/canvas/tower first, we took it down but it fell on the fence which poked a few holes in it and it got stuck on the fence, and so we had to carefully remove it; and then as we were moving it toward the middle of the yard the dead music artist Michael Jackson walked toward us in the yard like he had walked from the other side of my parent’s house maybe wearing maybe a mostly dark-colored outfit with fedora and an arm band/whatever like maybe a dark version of his outfit in the Smooth Criminal music video, and in the dream I did not remember that he was supposed to be dead oddly.

The tower/tarp/canvas belonged to Mr. Jackson and he helped us fold it and we each grabbed a corner to move it to another part of the yard together and then my mom walked outside to greet us and other people started to come in the yard from parts of the neighborhood and from inside my parent’s house (some of my cousins and other family members had been inside my parent’s house visiting, and some people in the neighborhood had been outside enjoying the nice day including my former male classmate DC) but then I noticed a dark-colored helicopter and at least two other aircraft slowly flying toward us in the sky from the direction of The G House, you could tell that something was not right, and that they were probably going to attack; and I assumed that they were going to try to assassinate Mr. Jackson.

I told everyone to run and I told my family and family members to run inside my parent’s house so everyone started running, the helicopter and the other aircraft flew over us and then they turned around to follow us, and I ran to the left side of the house near the back door watching the aircraft and the helicopter; and Mr. Jackson probably ran on the right side of the house, and then one of the aircraft hovered in the sky near The G House and it started shooting small missiles toward the right side of the yard and I heard explosions.

People were still running, screaming, hiding, and I could not see the missiles hitting that side of the yard because the house was blocking my view but I could feel the impact/rumbles/et cetera and I saw some of the debris/dust/dirt flying through the air; and I started crawling under the house as I became more afraid, and my family and family members were safely inside the house.

I hoped that being under the house would help protect me from the debris, I wanted to crawl back outside so that I could see if I needed to move my family from the house or not, but more missiles were being shot and we were completely defenseless against this type of attack; and this felt real and scary, and I could hear all the noises and feel the vibrations and see the debris as the missiles exploded each time that they hit things.

There was not as much space under the house like in real life so I could not fit in some areas, I started to hear explosions that sounded like maybe the house was being hit, and I heard my family trying to figure out where I was; and so I yelled to them to let them know where I was, and I told them to be ready to leave the house if necessary but do not come outside until I say so.

I started trying to crawl from under the house but my path was blocked by the areas that were too small so I needed to find another way out (maybe some of the explosions caused the house to move down a bit lower to the ground), the explosions were sounding closer and closer, and I started panicking as I tried to hurry to get from under the house fearing that I would be crushed by the house and/or that my family would get blown up if they stayed in the house much longer; but I accidentally woke up because my panic and fear levels got too high as I tried to crawl through the small areas.

This positive dream became terrible at the end, we were completely helpless being shot at from the sky by explosive missiles, and so I was right about this weakness in my dream security and that I am not prepared for this type of attack at all and I got to see/experience this in a way that was too realistic/terrifying; you would have had to experience this dream to really understand what it was like being this defenseless/helpless/unprepared/et cetera, getting caught by surprise, having no backup/help, and having almost nowhere to run/hide that is safe while having no way to attack back while your family and some of your family members and others and your property are/is in danger of getting blown up.

The end,

-John Jr

Janurary 26, 2015 | Dreams | The Strain | The Lucid Dream Games

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The march of the Imperial Soldiers. (2007.09.23, Tokyo Game Show 2007) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Dream 1

I started to get nervous about my upcoming job interview yesterday and I got a headache and I went to bed later than I wanted to, I had a hard time going to sleep but once I went to sleep I was sleeping good until I woke up during the night and my mind remembered the upcoming job interview, and so then I knew that my sleep/dreams/dream recall would continue to be interrupted and that I would experience the usual negative physical reactions that I get in times like these.

I kept waking up throughout the night from a repeating dream about the television show The Strain which I watched several episodes of last night, each time there would be slight variations involving the character Abraham Setrakian forming his team to fight the vampires and there was something about pea coats/clothing and many other things that I can not remember, and I would wake up feeling sick to my stomach from the anxiety; and so I could not sleep or dream or remember my dreams normally throughout most of the night, but I do remember part of my last dream which went lucid at the end.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of my second/last dream is that it took place on a gray day in a dream world that was controlled by a cruel military dictatorship it seemed like something from The Hunger Games film or something like that, there was a resistance group starting to fight back I think, and so a military helicopter with snipers was hovering over our neighborhood looking for them as everyone was supposed to stay inside their houses or risk being shot by the military.

I was either in the resistance group or I wanted to help them because I was tired of the military/government killing/torturing/enslaving us so I ran outside to sneak through the alley which looked like a fictional longer version of the alley by my parent’s house with fictional houses on both sides of it, when I got to the end of the alley there was a fictional version of the field by my parent’s house, and in the middle of the field was an old broken chicken/duck coop/cage in dirt/mud with the wire and wood broken and in a pile mostly; and on the other side of it was a house with a small tree in front of it like in real life.

I decided to try to shoot the helicopter down with a guided missile I think that I have no idea of where it came from, I did not lock the weapon on its target unfortunately, and I shot at it without aiming properly; and so I am not sure if I even hit it or not, and I remember running across the field toward the broken chicken/duck coop/cage so that I could walk calmly on the other side of the house where they could not see me if they survived and/or if other soldiers came to find who shot the guided missile.

After passing the broken chicken/duck coop/cage a mean-looking male soldier with whitish colored skin with short yellowish hair in military-style haircut wearing smooth whitish colored hard armor over most of his body except for his neck and head (it looked a bit like stormtrooper armor and the armor of the soldiers on The Hunger Games films like smooth shiny hard lightweight plastic-like armor) holding a light machine gun walked from the other side of the house where I was about to walk, and he looked ready to kill something.

I yelled to the soldier: “He went that way!” while pointing in the direction behind him on the other/left side of the house, he looked back like he was going to believe my lie, but then he turned back toward me and he started shooting his light machine gun at me; and so I started running and dodging, but I noticed that I did not hear bullets flying by me or ricochet oddly like his gun sounded like it was shooting but there were no bullets.

So I decided that I would try to flank him and attack him so I was going to run to the other side of the field and sneak around to flank him from the left side, but then I instantly realized that I was dreaming so I started to smile and feel confident and I slowly started to power up as I turned around to calmly walk back to face him.

I was calmly walking and slowly powering up to keep the dream stable but as I was passing the broken chicken/duck coop/cage I noticed something crawling from it which scared me a bit, I stopped to see what it was, and it was a homeless-looking man with dark-brownish colored skin crawling out to attack me like he was crazy.

I tried to calm him down and I did not have time for this because I needed to deal with the soldier and possibly the helicopter with snipers if it was still around and any soldiers coming to help and I needed to stay calm to avoid making the dream unstable and waking up, but the crazed homeless-looking man ran to attack me crazily.

I angrily ran at him still powering up telling him that I did not have time for this and we both ran at each other and tackled each other in the air but my tackle was more powerful so I landed on top of him, but this sudden burst of power and anger and excitement caused the dream to become unstable and I woke up before I could even ask him a question or do anything else that I wanted to do in this now lucid dream.

The end,

-John Jr