Several Different Secretive Groups Trying To Recruit Me

This morning I once again had a battle between my conscious and my body/subconscious where I kept trying to go back to sleep and keep dreaming, but my body/subconscious wanted to stay awake to get ready for work.

This caused me to keep briefly going back to sleep to continue the dream and/or dreaming while also trying to remember the dream because I did not feel like getting out of bed to voice record my dreams, but each time that this happened I forgot more and more of my dream(s) until I can now only barely remember part of my last dream.

This dream was probably partly inspired by the 2016 Ohio State University Attack, which I had only previously seen a headline (title for a news story) for but I never did read or listen to or watch a news report about it, but my mind still probably used just that headline as partial inspiration for this dream.

All that I can remember of this dream (probably a continuing dream because I kept waking up and going back to sleep) from last night is that it took place during the day probably at a college campus, and I remember a nice college cafeteria being a common location in this dream.

During this dream at least three (maybe more) different secretive groups were trying to recruit me and/or were targeting me, depending on the group, and this happened throughout the dream at random times when I would be approached and/or targeted by one or more members of these different secretive groups.

At least one of these groups seemed like an intelligence agency of a different (foreign) country, at least one of these groups seemed like an international terrorist group, and at least one of these groups seemed like an underground resistance group (maybe a civil rights et cetera group who were possibly trying to protect/defend (with violence if necessary) people from some of the other groups, but I have no idea now that I have forgotten all the important details of the dream) who probably somewhat reminded me of The Railroad from the video game Fallout 4 and this group was probably called Roots or root was in the name but I think that their group was called Roots but I could be wrong (and that name reminded me of the History channel miniseries Roots).

I probably did not join any of the groups, I kept turning some of them down while I probably stayed neutral to one or more groups for now, and so one or more of the groups were probably targeting and spying on me and probably still trying to recruit me so there was one or more attacks that happened in this dream that were carried out by one or more of these groups who were probably targeting me and/or trying to frame me (if they could not get me to join them or if they could not kill me) while trying to prove a point (to show what they are capable of) to me hoping to get or force me to join them.

During the end of the dream I was walking around this college campus with my former male classmate JC and we went to the nice college cafeteria, which was more like a restaurant, and when I was leaving there was an attack that started where a male student with light-colored skin with dark-colored hair wearing a white button shirt with dark dress pants who looked like a smart student from somewhere in Asia (Asian) started shooting people with a pistol outside in the courtyard as everyone was walking along the sidewalks.

This student was probably part of the international terrorist-like group who had kept trying to recruit me but I kept turning them down, and so this attack was probably targeting me and if I did not join them they would probably try to frame me as part of this attack if they could not kill me.

I remember seeing the student smiling as he walked around shooting people, he possibly said something to me (possibly asking me if I would join them, and I refused) and then he possibly pointed his pistol at me, and maybe a member of the Roots group helped me which possibly gave me and/or us a chance to disarm and/or defeat and/or kill the shooter but I can not remember because my memory of this dream is too unclear now.

All that I know is that I was possibly never directly attacked in this dream but I possibly was targeted, other people were harmed during these attacks but not me, and maybe the Roots group had helped defend people in those other attacks.

I probably thanked the member of the Roots group for the help, they seemed like a positive group but I still had no plans on joining any group, but I was interested learning more about them and possibly helping them sometimes without joining them.

The member of the Roots group said a few things before leaving the scene of the attack, it was still not clear if I would be blamed as being part of this attack or not because I was not sure if the terrorist-like group had set any false evidence to set me up or not, and so I stayed trying to decide what to do and to probably help the wounded while we wait for emergency services to arrive.

But that is all that I can remember now after slowly forgetting more and more of this dream every time that I went back to sleep without voice recording it.

The end,

-John Jr


On A Date With Alice Morgan

Source: IMDb

Dream 1

I am not sure what day I had this dream but it was a recent dream, it is mostly a destroyed memory of a dream, and the dream involved a woman who possibly worked against her will as a spy and/or assassin and/or some job(s) like that for a secret (shadow) government agency-like group (like a secret intelligence agency or something like that maybe) but I can not remember.

I think that I was trying to find this woman and/or was interested in this woman in some way and/or was trying to help her out of her possibly forced job (enslavement), but those are the only assumed fragments of the dream that I can remember and these may not even be correct.

Dream 2

This was my favorite dream from last night but unfortunately I ended up forgetting a lot of it as I tried to organize the memories of this long dream in my mind before voice recording it, and so now my favorite dream from last night is missing many details because it was long and it took place over a long period of time.

This dream was possibly one of my longest and best dating dreams so far, and it started during the day in a fictional city where I had returned to college trying to finally finish college and improve my life in various ways.

I was really trying to change my life for the better after years of stagnation but a secret (shadow) government agency-like group (maybe a secret black budget intelligence agency-like group) approached me one day, they seemed to possibly be associated with the United States and/or a combination of countries but I am not sure, and they secretly operated around the world (internationally) using their own Suicide Squad-like groups to do their dirty work and illegal activities.

They would blackmail, threatened, trick, torture, imprison, et cetera criminals (members of terrorist groups, gangs, mafias, rebel groups, pirates, thieves, murders, and more), the poor, orphans, people with certain skills, et cetera into working for them.

This allowed them to have expendable unofficial agents doing their dirty work around the world so that they did not have to worry if they got caught and/or killed, and none of this would be traced back to them.

This group was well-funded and well-equipped and would learn all that they could about people before approaching them like they had access to the biggest and best spy network in the world, they would learn your weaknesses so that they could exploit them when recruiting you, and they would even threaten to harm your friends and family et cetera if you did not work for them.

They were doing various secret things and crimes all around the world to achieve various goals by forcing others to do it for them (assassinations, overthrowing governments, destabilizing regions, and many other negative things), it was a scary and brilliant idea, and they were behind many negative things happening around the world.

They knew a lot about me so they knew how to get me to work for them even though I did not want to, I can not remember how they threatened me, but I think that they threatened my family and gave me proof of what they would do to them if I did not work for them; and they would get away with it because they were probably part of the government with no oversight who could do what they wanted basically.

I was not a criminal but I was poor and someone who could blend in and had various other skills so they had me mostly spy on and stalk people, and steal stuff for them because they knew that I would refuse to kill people or torture people or anything like that.

When they were threatening me (recruiting me) I saw that they had captured some pirates and terrorist group members from Africa who were probably followers of the religion of Islam, they were all male with dark-brown and black skin, and they tried to recruit them but they were failing at first because these men were resisting most of their threats.

They finally recruited the men by threatening to lie about them to other pirate and terrorist groups, this would harm their reputation and cause the other groups to try to kill them, and so they finally agreed to work for them.

After being forced to work for them I continued going to college and trying to improve my life, but when they would contact me I had to stop what I was doing and go do their missions (even if I was in class); and I hated doing this, but I did not want my family to be harmed so I would do their missions and then return to my normal life.

One of my missions probably put me in indirect or direct contact with Alice Morgan from the television series Luther, I probably had to spy on and stalk someone and maybe happened to see her or she was who I had to spy on and stalk but I can not remember, and after my mission I was interested in and attracted to Alice Morgan so I continued to stalk her trying to learn as much as I could about her trying to figure out what kind of man she liked and what could I do to try to become a man who(m) she would like and be attracted to and want to date.

After stalking her for a while it seemed that a man like John Luther from the television series Luther was her ideal man, and that I could never compete or be like him so I decided to just be myself and finally approach her to ask her on a date.

Maybe she remembered me but I can not remember and she accepted my offer and we went on a date to my surprise, and it was one of the longest and best dream dates that I ever had but unfortunately I can not remember most of what we did; and in this dream Alice Morgan acted a bit more like Ruth Wilson than Alice Morgan the character, and so she acted like a combination of the character and the actress herself.

I do know that our date started in the day and we went around the city walking, talking, and more down streets, highways, neighborhoods, stores, restaurants, cinemas, courtyards, parking lots, and more.

We probably ate, drank, maybe watched a film, and more having a good time smiling and talking as our connection constantly grew stronger like we had dated a long time.

Besides our connection growing constantly, our sexual arousal levels seemed to be growing (I know mine were) as well, and we (or at least I) could barely contain it and we were trying to make our way to somewhere private at one of our places to continue our date and probably have sex.

It was like a primitive (subconscious) connection and attraction and instinct, my usual cautiousness et cetera was mostly overridden by this growing connection and attraction and sexual arousal so I was acting more like the stereotype of a man than I normally would with this connection and sex constantly on my mind as I enjoyed this date so much that I did not want it to end, and so we were making a lot of physical contact but probably not kissing too much or making certain types of physical contact to avoid getting out of control and having sex in public.

I remember us walking arm and arm, holding hands, her riding on my back, her riding on my shoulders, me carrying her, walking shoulder to shoulder, and more as we joked around and goofed around having fun and talking and playing games around the city.

I somewhat remember a very nice moment of us walking along quiet streets and neighborhoods and back roads near fields making physical contact in various ways, and me carrying Alice around in various ways as we goofed around and had fun.

I opened up to her about when I first saw her, how I was being forced to work for a shadow (secret) government agency-like group to spy on and stalk people and steal stuff and information, how I had stalked her and why, how I realized that I could never be like John Luther or be her ideal man, and how I decided to just approach her finally and be myself; and to my surprise she was okay with that, and with me being myself and with who I really am.

We continued our amazing date trying to reach one of our places to probably have sex because we could barely contain ourselves, but we got stopped because we could not cross a highway because our visibility was blocked on the left side and traffic kept passing quickly and dangerously.

We tried to wait but that was not working out and I was impatient so I decided to climb on a building to sneak into a classroom (one of my college classes took place in this classroom) at the college that I attended so that I could open the door to the building so that we could use it to reach my place, this building and classroom was supposed to be locked now because it was evening now so our date must have lasted for hours, and I sneaked into the classroom but the lights were on oddly.

I saw a female student with white skin walking to the door to probably turn off the lights and make sure that the door was locked so I hid under some desks, as the student was about to leave she stopped like she sensed me, and then a male student with white skin and a female teacher with white skin (who I probably recognized as one of my college teachers) joined her in making sure that the classrooms were locked.

After the brief pause the students and the teacher were walking away but somehow the teacher saw me, and she entered the classroom threatening to call the police on me as I tried to explain why I was there and some other things.

The situation looked bad and now my amazing date was interrupted and was probably going to be ended before we could even finish it or have sex, I would possibly get kicked out of college and arrested, and so I tried to talk to the teacher explaining my situation and reminded her that I did good in her class and begging but it did not seem to be working.

Alice Morgan was still outside somewhere waiting on me to open the door so she could not see or hear us so she did not know that this was going on, and she probably was wondering what was taking me so long to unlock the door; but I woke up as I was still talking with the teacher (professor).

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that part of the dream possibly involved some of the cats outside at my parent’s house during the day, and another part of the dream involved me watching a fan-made maybe parody film trailer that used some of the sound effects and music and style from the Inception teaser trailer and the Inception trailer and the Prometheus trailer.

The creator of the trailer was narrating and acting in the trailer, it started with him talking and showing himself, and then the Inception horn/whatever sounds started along with some Inception trailer music then it moved on to various scenes with sounds and music from the Prometheus trailers too.

I remember laughing and smiling as I watched this trailer, and that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

The last part of the dream involved me being inside a house and my former male classmate DH was visiting, I remember talking with him about various things including maybe things that I have been trying to do to improve my life and trying to reach some of my past goals and deal with some of my problems, and I remember my former classmate DH giving his opinions and assessment of my efforts and giving some advice but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr


Zombie-Like Virus | Conspiracies | Planet Of The Apes?

I forgot most of my dreams from last night, but I barely remember part of several dreams, I woke up after the first two dreams feeling sick with a bubbling stomach like something I ate was bothering me, and so I was a bit afraid to go back to sleep not sure if I would get diarrhea and other symptoms, and this sickness probably caused the strange dream or dreams that I had when I went back to sleep.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of the first dream is that it involved a mystery that was possibly inspired by the last Agatha Christie’s Poirot mystery that I watched last night and maybe Hercule Poirot was in the dream, but I am not sure, and I remember being in the dream slowly solving the mystery; and maybe I solved it, but I am not sure, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.


Your 2013 Year In Blogging | A Familiar Dream Where Things Are Clearly Divided By Class/Income And Intelligence Agents And Denzel Washington?

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D. Washington, Berlinale 2000
D. Washington, Berlinale 2000 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I barely remember part of one dream after being awakened by noise and a bit of heat, I did not voice record the dream, and I kept going back to sleep partly and waking up several times; and so I have forgotten most of the dream now, and so it does not make much sense without the missing parts of the dream.

The dream took place during the day inside a large one-story building with a tall ceiling with various types of rooms and the entire building was like a nice middle class-to-upper class building where only middle class-to-upper class people could live and visit, this dream world was clearly divided by class/income legally by law it seemed and so everyone was labeled by class/income and everyone had to follow certain rules/laws based on/by class/income, and this building might have been used by one or more intelligence agencies.

I was in the building in an auditorium-like room with flat-style seating with dark reddish colored cinema-like seats dressed in dress pants and a nice dress sweater vest with maybe a dress shirt and several other people were with me, a man who looked like Denzel Washington was with us and he acted like a man who had some mental/emotional health problems like mad scientist-type but not the dangerous type and he was supposed to be pretty smart/creative, and it seemed that we were working with a secret intelligence agency but we did not even know it at first probably.

Most of the people and I, including Mr. Washington, were really lower-class/low-income(d) and we were pretending to be middle-to-upper class for one or more reasons that I can not remember like we were on a special mission to try to help end the class system in this dream world; but one of the women in the room was really middle-to-upper class and she wore maybe a navy blue/darkish colored dress suit top with dress skirt, she did not know about our plan or real identities, and it seemed like she worked for a secret intelligence agency.

The woman was giving us orders as we tried to do whatever it is she wanted us to do, something strange happened at some point where this dream/dream world/building/situation/et cetera was familiar to me and I remembered dreaming/experiencing it before and I knew what was going to happen or what might happen, and it felt like maybe the secret intelligence agency had possibly did something to our minds/brains and maybe I was slowly resisting whatever it is they did to us/me; and maybe this is where we realized who we were and what our plan was, and the woman seemed to sense that something was not right and she pointed a taser-like weapon at me.

Mr. Washington or I ended up attacking the woman to stop her and she ended up dying I think, we started talking about what we remembered and about the situation we got interrupted by a tall thin man with whitish colored skin with short brownish/orangish colored hair wearing dark colored plastic rim glasses who entered the room, and he asked us where the woman was; and we tried to distract him, but he found her body on the ground and then one of us had to fight him and he died as well.

We then started trying to escape the building because I think that other people heard the noise and wondered what was going on, we assumed that the entrance/exit door to the room that we were in was locked (in my memory of the past dream it was locked), and so we separated and we ran across the building to find another way out; and I remember hiding in a men’s bathroom with maybe Mr. Washington and several men were in the bathroom as well, we tried to act normal, and once they left we ran to another exit/entrance door but it was locked.

We decided to go back to the room that we were in at first and to our surprise the door was unlocked, earlier the women had used her access card/key/whatever to open it and somehow it was still unlocked, and we escaped across a field where there were many other lower-class/low-income people enjoying the outdoors in field and on sidewalks on both sides of the street but the area closer to the building was roped off to let them know that it was for middle-to-upper class only.

We had no idea where the others were, we hoped to find them later, but first we had to escape to a safe location; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr