An Outdoor Arcade & Memorial | Nephews | Bathrooms & Carrie Mathison

Dream 1

In this dream, I was out of town with some of my family staying somewhere, during the day.

Across the street was a church or church-like building, and nearby was a shopping center.


Love & Acceptance | John McCain In Poor Health

Dream 1

This dream took place during the night or evening, and the dream involved physically deformed humans & possibly non-human entities being shown love & acceptance which would cause them to physically change back to normal & finally feel love & accepted.

I remember some people hugging a deformed male giant outside, and he returned to a normal size & was no longer deformed; and he cried tears of joy as he finally felt loved & accepted for the first time in his life.


A Conversation | A Sheriff? | An Endless Hug

Dream 1

Someone mentions protest against the police, the person did not understand why some people are protesting, I give them some examples of why some people are protesting from what I had heard without putting my opinions in it, one example I shared from what I heard was with how police can often do some things that most people would get arrested for and I shared some examples from what I had heard and I even shared two examples that I saw personally without sharing my opinions (just the facts of what I saw and heard in those two situations), and I mentioned how some people feel powerful knowing that they can call the police on other people.


A Charles Manson-Like Man | My Former Classmate CW Apologizes

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I remembered more details of my dreams from last night that were pretty detailed, but I did not record most of them unfortunately.

Dream 1

There was more to this dream but my text note of this dream on my mobile phone was only about 5 words long, and so most of the dream is lost now.

The end of this dream took place during the day outside and inside at an area near a street in a neighborhood, there was a yard that slightly reminded me of the yard of The E House but it was not, and eventually I discovered a small prison next to it.

To my surprise a Charles Manson-like prisoner was being insecurely held in the prison with no guards it seemed, and he was possibly able to move between inside and outside the building so he possibly approached me as I stood in the yard.

The Charles Manson-like man spoke to me but I can not remember what he told me or what else happened other than me wondering where the guards were and he seemed a bit crazy and dangerous, my memory was pretty detailed about what happened, but I went back to sleep without properly recording it.

Dream 2

This dream is also unclear now unfortunately even though it was detailed and I had remembered more of it earlier.

This dream took place during the day, I am not sure if I got a telephone call from my mom telling me that someone was at The E House who wanted to talk to me or what happened, I just know that I went to a fictional version of The E House that has possibly been in a past dream.

This fictional version of The E House looks nothing like the real house, it is much larger and nicer, and it even has maybe an attic and maybe a basement and / or something like that; and this house has its own history and false memories that I knew and remembered so I was familiar and comfortable with it.

I remember walking through the main hallway that passes several rooms, one of the small rooms had some of my former classmates (like maybe my former male classmate DS) and one or more of my family members (like maybe my male cousin ME) hanging out in it, and next to their room was a large lobby / living room-like area that I entered.

In this room I saw a person sitting on a couch at the back of the room in the middle, and as I got closer I realized that it was my former female classmate CW who I used to like back in high school and eventually I even let her know but I was politely turned down (rejected).

I was surprised and happy to see her because I have not seen her since we graduated from high school, and she looked like she was the age that she would be now and her hair was a bit curly and she looked better than I had expected.

CW seemed to be waiting on me or just happened to be there, and she greeted me telling me that she wanted to tell me something.

She told me that she was wrong and she asked me if I would forgive her, and so I asked her what she was talking about and she explained that she had been wrong for rejecting me all those years ago.

She told me that over the years since then she has been in various relationships and marriages that have all failed, and here I was all these years later still single and that maybe this was possibly a sign that she should have gave me a chance all those years ago.

I told her that she had nothing to apologize for, that it was okay, and that I was sorry that her relationships had not worked out over the years.

She asked me if I would give her another chance and I said yes, she started to cry, and she gave me a hug.

I comforted her and we talked briefly, and I told her that I wanted to give her a tour of the house and tell her about some of its history and some of my memories of it.

She wanted us to do something else together, but she needed to leave to do something else first so she left.

I felt that I needed to brush my teeth because I did not want my breath to be stinky so I left to walk home to do that and then return quickly, and while I was walking my mom called me on my mobile phone telling me that maybe my uncle CE had a computer in the laundry building at The E House that he wanted me to fix.

No details were given about the computer so I told my mom that I would stop and maybe get it along the way home, and when I reached the laundry building it was locked and I was not sure if I had the key or not so I decided to worry about it later and I probably went home and brushed my teeth and I quickly returned to meet up with CW.

I was happy and excited and maybe slightly nervous because I was not sure what we were going to do, and I got back right before CW did.

CW entered the room looking sad, she asked me to have a seat with her on the couch, and she explained that whatever she had planned was cancelled and that she was sorry for getting my hopes up and for ending up rejecting me again.

She then told me that she was either recently divorced or was still getting divorced and that she had a boyfriend, and she apologized for not telling me this before.

I thanked her for telling the truth, and I tried to make her feel better by acting like everything was okay even though I probably felt a bit sad and I knew that the sadness would probably hit me later when no one else was around.

I did not want her to feel bad, I am not sure if she left first or if I did, I just know that I was happy that I at least got to see and talk to her again; but I was also starting to feel sad and depressive, and so it was starting to hit me already.

The situation was a bit messed up, having your hopes raised again after all these years after being apologized to and then crushed again, but that is the kind of luck I seem to have sometimes I thought to myself so I am somewhat used to it but it still hurts.

The end,

-John Jr


A Tornado In The City Of D

This could possibly be more than one dream but I am not sure so I will type it as one dream, it is possible that the dream started with me being in high school again and then graduating from high school again, and maybe the dream jumped several years later in the future; and it involved me returning to a fictional building where the BP/D Prison/Jail should be in maybe a fictional version of the city of D, and I would sometimes visit this building to buy food/drink at its concession stand/snack bar and spend some time inside and outside the building.

This building seemed to be for entertainment/recreation with areas inside and outside for people to eat, drink, talk, maybe play arcade games, games, sports, et cetera; and it seemed that I would visit it sometimes when returning home to visit, and there were some students outside making a music video and maybe that was part of a school project but I am not sure.

I went inside the building to buy something from the concession stand and my former male classmate MT was working at the concession stand so I talked to him as I was deciding what to buy, at some point the students who were making a music video came inside to buy something as well, and at some point I went to leave; and the dream jumped to me being in high school again or this was another dream.

I was back at the fictional high school that I graduated from, I was outside with some other students and some of them were former schoolmates and classmates of mine like maybe my former classmate AC and a few schoolmates who were older than me who(m) I can not remember, and one of my former male schoolmates or classmates with whitish colored skin whose name I can not remember (I think that he used to be friends with my former male classmate KC and/or some of the other somewhat bad/alternative students in school) was talking with me at some point.

At some point it was time to go into one of the school buildings, oddly it was an old multi-story movie theater building that was now owned by the school, and somehow my former male schoolmate or classmate got into an argument with the male leader of a small group/gang of fictional and real former male schoolmates of mine outside before we could get inside the building.

They were about to fight and I tried to calm the situation but it was not working and to my surprise the leader of the gang pulled out a pistol with a suppressor and he pointed it at the chest of my former male schoolmate/classmate while his gang backed him up like a coward instead of fighting him one-on-one in hand-to-hand combat, the situation became serious and this felt real and scary, and I tried to calm the situation again; but my former male schoolmate/classmate would not back down, and the leader and his gang were not backing down.

They continued arguing even as the leader pointed the pistol at my former schoolmate/classmate, the leader took the suppressor off of his pistol and then he pointed his pistol at and directly on the face of my former schoolmate/classmate while talking about killing him, and there was not much I could do at this point; and so I went into the building trying to escape, and I was not sure if they were going to come after me or not and try to kill me.

I moved through the stairway to different floors and into different rooms inside the movie theater trying to find an exit into another building but I could not find one, at some point I reached the top floor where I was trapped next to one of the rooms where people were sitting like they were going to watch a film, and so I was not sure what to do and I was not sure if my former classmate or schoolmate was still alive or not; and then the dream jumped in time or another dream started.

I was now in another school or college building, my former male classmate MT was in the dream again and we seemed to be in school or college again, and my former classmate MT had a fictional ex-girlfriend with light-brownish colored skin who was now dating another man/young man with dark-brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair; but I think that she supposedly/allegedly died at some point, and there was another time jump in the dream.

I was now on the upper floor of a college building in maybe a bedroom like room with a window where you could see the entrance of the building outside, somehow the parking lot outside was up to this upper floor, and outside in the hall not far from this room was my former male classmate MT again; and something strange happened where his supposedly/allegedly dead ex-girlfriend appeared to me, and this confused me because they told me that she had died.

She was possibly nude or topless and maybe she seemed a bit ghost-like when she first appeared but maybe she slowly returned to looking normal, she went to hug me oddly even though she was topless or nude and even though I did not know her really, and her current or previous boyfriend from when she supposedly died saw us hugging from outside the window near the entrance of the building; and he looked suspicious about what was happening as you would imagine, and this was all strange and confusing and awkward for me as well and I did not want people to misinterpret what was going on.

I told her that my former classmate MT and her boyfriend thought that she was dead, I possibly gave her some clothes to put on, and I took her to see my former classmate MT; and she acted like she still had feelings for him, and then her boyfriend from when she supposedly died entered the building seeing them talking and once again he looked suspicious as you would imagine.

I greeted him and I explained the situation to him and the three of them started talking, it was a bit awkward at first but they did not fight, and it seemed that she was not dating either of them anymore but that she was possibly interested in dating my former classmate MT again; but it was a bit unclear with how she was acting toward all three of us, I did not want to get involved, but I did watch them briefly to make sure that they would not fight.

Once I realized that things were good between them I decided to leave to give them some privacy, the situation was still confusing, and I can not remember what she told us about her alleged death or her death; it is possible that she was a ghost or that she came back to life or that she faked her death or that she was no longer human, but I can not remember what she said.

I left on foot until I reached my parents’ yard during the day and the weather was strange outside, I saw my mom in the yard and I greeted her as we walked to the house, but then I saw and heard and felt a tornado forming in the distance in the direction of The BP Library which was scary and realistic; and I yelled for my mom to run inside the house after showing her the tornado, but for some unknown reason my mom ran to her automobile so I had to yell for her to return to the house again.

You could hear and feel the wind as the tornado moved, objects were starting to get pulled into the air as it moved, and it was getting closer as my mom and I ran toward the house; and we could feel the pull of the tornado starting so we did not have much time, but I woke up as we were entering the house in a panic to warn the others and hide.

The end,

-John Jr