November 18, 2015 | Dream Journal

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it was inspired by some YouTube videos from ChristopherOdd’s playlist of the video game Vampire: The Masquerade – Bloodlines, which I watched a few videos of yesterday:

I was inside and/or playing the video game and/or watching it, it involved some of the quests/missions from some of the videos I watched last night before going to sleep, and so it was always night during the dream; and there were vampires, ghouls, humans, disciplines, quests/missions, sects, clans, havens, exploring, fighting, sneaking, et cetera but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it was partly inspired by things from my life from yesterday and by the first video in Nathan Fisher’s YouTube video from yesterday where a man put some bottles/whatever on/over his nipples and lit some fireworks inside the bottles for some unknown reason(s) and things went wrong as you would expect 😀 :

I remember somehow being able to fly and I was flying around inside and on the outskirts of a fictional city during the night, it was a pretty fun and cool experience, and my mind seemed to be adding things from my life from yesterday into the dream world as I flew around; and so sometimes I would recognize those things as I flew around.

One of those things was the man from the first video from Nathan Fisher’s YouTube video from yesterday, I saw him on an upper floor of an apartment building as I flew around, and he had no curtains so I could see inside his apartment because the lights were on and he was not far from the windows; and it was during the part when his lighting the fireworks in the bottles on/over his nipples went wrong, and the fireworks started burning him and shooting around his apartment.

I flew around in circles watching the action and after the fireworks stopped the man ran to his bathroom to take a shower, I could see this as well because there were no curtains, but fortunately I could only see the top of his body and there was no nudity since I could only see the top of his body; and then I flew away to give him some privacy and continue flying around and outside the city.

I probably had some difficulty flying sometimes and maybe I had to land a few times and get a jump-start to take off again, this probably happened to me mostly when flying on the outskirts of the city over a field with maybe a baseball field; and so I had to fly low and maybe land in the field a few times, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I think that I was competing in a fictional outdoor tennis tournament, like in most of my tennis tournament dreams, I was playing against mostly real and fictional female professional tennis players (sometimes there are some male tennis players as well, but most are female in my dreams usually).

As usual there was a crowd, judges, et cetera and I possibly made it further in the tournament than I usually do but I am not sure; and so I can not remember if I won or not and I can not remember any of my tennis matches unfortunately, I know that there were some nice moments before matches and during matches and after matches, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

Silvia Saint And My Cousin CE And JH

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Dream 1

Last night I remember part of at least three dreams, with the first dream taking place in a slightly fictional version of my grandfather’s yard, and the people in the dream seemed to be from another time period like the 1950s or something; their hairstyles, clothing styles, and behavior seemed to probably fit that time period.

There was a group of people, mostly men, in the yard for some type of show; and I was there with an unknown woman and a woman named Silvia Saint, who I think was supposed to be my girlfriend, and she looked slightly like Marilyn Monroe.

Being A Judge For A Dog Show?

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Last night I remember several dream fragments that were either part of one dream or several, but I am not sure.

Dream 1

The first dream fragment was of my automobile either stopping on the highway from LC or someone dropped me off on the highway from LC, and so I was going to have to walk the rest of the way; I am not sure which of those is correct.

It was in the day and I was not far from the road that led to SS’s house, and I walked up the road trying to figure out the way back; but I got lost and I had to ask some women that were standing in their yard, for directions.

They told me that they did not know they way, but that the sailor captain or something like that, might know the way; and they led me to an old boathouse that was in the yard next door to them.

Inside the old boathouse, several people in the neighborhood were gathering in a room for a meeting with the sailor captain, who was a retired Navy officer I think.

I remember sitting at a desk and at some point the sailor came into the room wearing an old sailor uniform or something, that was blue and maybe white, I think; and I think my brother GC was there.

I remember the sailor talking about something and I noticed that my desk had a broken spot that was a bit sharp, and I cut my finger a bit on it; and so I told my brother GC about it.

He tried to touch the sharp spot on the desktop to see how sharp it was, but it stabbed his finger somewhat deep, and so he had to get some paper towels for the bleeding; but that is all that I can remember on this dream fragment.

Dream 2

The second dream fragment took place in D at my dad’s job, in the day, and we were loading some stuff with my dad; work was over for the day, so no one else was there.

At some point a small green truck pulling a boat, came and the person driving the truck backed up the boat under the car-port, and then they drove off; but that is all that I remember.

Dream 3

My third and last dream fragment took place at my parent’s house in the day, and a group of people were in the yard with dogs.

My parent’s and I were sitting at a table, like we were judges for a dog show or something, and the people with dogs were telling us about their dogs one-at-a-time.

My parent’s and I had paper and pens or pencils, and we would take notes; it was like we were scoring the dogs and trying to decide which one we liked the best or something.

I remember one man who had several puppies, telling us about one of the puppies, and he was describing the breed & how big it was supposed to get when it becomes an adult.

I remember him saying that the puppy would get almost 4 feet tall, and he said what breed the puppy was, but it was some breed that I never heard of.

I remember being impressed and I even remember some of the notes that I was writing:

“Puppy will become a very large dog, puppy will probably be about 4 fee tall, puppy appears to have short fur/coat, puppy is a breed that I never heard of, and then I started to make a drawing.”

My mom said that she liked the puppy but that she did not know why the man had not sold or given it to, some organization that I can not remember and that I never heard of, and she said that organization offered to take the dog but the man refused.

My mom said that the puppy was registered and that it would probably sell for a lot of money or that many people would probably want it, and she thought that the man should have accepted the organizations offer; it seemed that she felt that the puppy was better off with them than with us, I am guessing, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂