All that I can remember of this dream is that I was working inside a fictional larger more modern and nicer-looking version of The BP Library, and someone or something seemed to be using mind control on several other people including a woman with most of her hair cut off who looked like or was Kristen Stewart and I.
I remember the mind control or whatever was negatively impacting my memory, I kept experiencing missing time, I probably kept feeling like I had lost consciousness several times, it was impacting my sleep in the real world and the dream itself, et cetera.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the night outside in a field that looked similar to the field behind the D Junior High School, and I was in this field with some people (adults and children) with medium-color and dark-color skin who probably all had some ancestors who were from Africa (African).
These assumed descendants of people from Africa were probably marginalized and discriminated against et cetera, and it seemed that we were left in this field at night with no tents or anything except for a few wooden platform-like things scattered around some parts of the field.
I barely remember part of a dream fragment that took place inside my parent’s house during the day, I remember going into the kitchen and noticing that we had Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal, and then I think that I remember Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson being in the living room; and something happened to him (someone possibly hit him with something and/or did a wrestling move on him and/or something that I can not remember) and then he was going to do his finishing move The Rock Bottom on someone or me, and maybe this was for fun/a joke but I can not remember.
This dream was probably inspired the French film Ma Femme Est Une Actrice (My Wife Is An Actress) staring the actress Charlotte Gainsbourg, which I watched last night (I finally finished watching it after having it on my computer since about 2007, it was in French, and I used custom English subtitles that I downloaded a few years ago), and part of a video that I saw of the actress Kristen Stewart talking with her friend in an automobile on their way to a film screening.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I think that I was at a fictional version of my parent’s house or a fictional house during the day, I got a letter and/or video and/or something like that saying that my video was accepted (I think there was a contest where you would submit a video of yourself acting, and so I decided to enter the contest for fun) and that I was invited to an acting/film awards show as a contestant, and so I told my family about this; and so when the day arrived I got dressed in a blackish colored tuxedo or suit, and I went to the acting/film awards show late in the afternoon.
It took place in a one-story building with a large opening on one side of the building with maybe a thin whitish-colored veil/curtain halfway covering it and blowing in the wind slightly, it was very dimly lit inside, and there were vertical rows of seating where people sitting on each row were facing each other; and everyone was dressed up nicely, and most of the people were former classmates of mine and there were some actors and actresses there like the actress Jodelle Ferland.
It seemed that everyone else and I were younger in this dream, maybe high school age(d) or just graduated from high school, except for some of the workers and the host/presenter (he was an older man with whitish colored skin with whitish/grayish colored hair with maybe a slightly British or upper-class accent when he spoke English) who were older.
Maybe the other contestants and I sat in the back of the room near the entrance facing everyone else so we could see their sides, who were facing each other so they could not see us unless they looked to their side, and the host was at the front of the room; and I remember being excited, surprised, amazed, mostly calm (slightly nervous, but mostly calm), et cetera.
Everyone seemed to be acting well-behaved and a bit tense and stereotypical because there were cameras probably recording everything so we were probably on television, the internet, radio, et cetera; and so there would be video, audio, images, et cetera posted publicly around the world in newspapers, magazines, websites, et cetera.
Talent agents, celebrities, companies, managers, et cetera would also be watching and looking for people to hire/et cetera; things looked and felt a bit realistic and how I would expect things to be in this situation, I was shocked that I was even there because I have no acting training or experience, and I had entered the contest for fun not expecting to be chosen.
The acting/film awards show began and when they would announce a winner, the winner would have to walk across the room between the rows where most people sat, and then stand at the front of the room until all the winners were called up; and at some point the called my name to my surprise, and I was shocked. 😀
A jobless, ugly, shy, et cetera person who was expecting to enter the computer job field who had no acting experience or training or interest who suffers from social anxiety and generalized anxiety disorder and depression et cetera just won an acting/film award; it made no sense to me and I wondered if they had made a mistake, but it made me smile and laugh and I walked happily to the front smiling at people I knew and saying their names and I even stopped to shake my former male classmate JF’s hand.
I was amazingly calm during this walk as people clapped and the cameras and people’s eyes followed me, I stood in line with the other winners as we waited for the rest of the winners to be announced, and my former male classmate AM was in line with us; and during this wait I started to get nervous sometimes because we had to stand up in front of everyone/the cameras for so long, and finally all the winners were announced and lined up.
The host then told us that he would call us one-at-a-time to walk over to him, we had to give him a password to something (I assume that it was the password for our accounts for this competition), he would shake our hand and we would take some photographs, we would do a few other things, and then we would walk back near the entrance again to wait to get our awards after the show; and then we would probably take more pictures, do interviews/meetings with the press/people in the film industry/et cetera, and maybe we would have a special gathering or after party.
The host started calling out names, some of the people were not at the awards show so there was no one there to accept the awards for them, and I remember being worried about someone hearing our passwords but it seemed that they did this quietly where we could not hear; and at some point we all finished this part of the process, and we waited near the entrance.
The awards show ended and everyone else started to leave as us winners waited, I was still amazed and surprised and excited about everything, and I remember thinking about my future and wondering if I should consider getting training to become an actor; and I wondered would some people offer me roles for some films/television shows/et cetera, and I wondered would people start recognizing me (I was not so comfortable about this).
I thought that it was very strange that there were probably people thinking that I had a lot of potential to make it big in the film industry and that some celebrities and others in the business might recognize me and want to work with me, I also could not remember what video of myself did I submit to the contest, and I was surprised that I even did this.
I hate my voice and I do not like it being recorded or hearing it, I do not like to be recorded or photographed, I can not act, I can not dance, I can not sing, I am not attractive, I am not fashionable, I do not like crowds, I do not want to be famous, et cetera so it made no sense that I would even record myself acting and submit it in a contest; and so I assumed that maybe I had acted out a scene from one of my dreams and/or daydreams and/or thoughts and/or one of my many ideas/stories that I thought up.
I woke up as I was thinking, enjoying the moment, and waiting.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D and that it involved jogging, like maybe a jogging team/club and/or training and/or I was just jogging, and I think that I did a lot of/much jogging in and near W Park; and I came across other people jogging (maybe a jogging team/club), and they probably jogged with me but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place inside Vault 87 from the Fallout 3 video game and I was walking around and I came across Fawkes and/or one or more Super Mutants who were not aggressive, and we tried to avoid the other super mutants as we explored and maybe we had to fight some of them sometimes.