A Car Chase | Making Pills / Tablets / Drugs | A Game Of Thrones Anniversary

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Dream 1

This dream took place during the day and I was traveling during a nice day by automobile with maybe my parents and maybe one of my brothers, we were possibly in a fictional version of the city of D, and we were driving up a quiet fictional road with a small park-like area with a pond and upper and lower rock / dirt formations on the left side of the road.

Suddenly we witnessed a car chase with some armed men in one or more automobiles chasing an automobile with what looked like Mel Gibson and Danny Glover inside, and this seemed like something from a Lethal Weapon movie with Mr. Gibson and Mr. Glover probably looking somewhat younger so maybe they were their characters Martin Riggs and Roger Murtaugh.

Mr. Gibson’s / Riggs’s and Mr. Glover’s / Murtaugh’s vehicle flipped and crashed on the side of the road at the edge of the park-like area, Mr. Gibson / Riggs and Mr. Glover / Murtaugh were alive, and they both possibly made a joke like: “We are getting too old for this s##t.” and then they rolled under some dirt and grass to hide from the armed men chasing them.

My family and I parked our automobile and we walked into the park-like area, I told my family to walk away somewhere to be safe, and I started walking by the pond and rock / dirt formations.

The armed men got out to look for Mr. Gibson / Riggs and Mr. Glover / Murtaugh, and they were led by a man who was or looked like Shia LaBeouf.

Surprisingly they ignored me at first until I decided to distract Mr. LaBeouf so that I could lead them away from where Mr. Gibson / Riggs and Mr. Glover / Murtaugh were hiding, I said something to Mr. LeBeouf about the pond and rock / dirt formations, and this caused him to look over there.

He was talking out-loud and I said some things to make him think that Mr. Gibson / Riggs and Mr. Glover / Murtaugh were no longer there, and so he told his armed men to go look somewhere else and they started walking off.

A male police officer with light-color skin walked over and to me, he asked me what I was doing here and if I knew a woman named maybe Coretta Scott King, and I told him what I was doing and that I do not think that I know her but that I did know someone who lived nearby who might know her.

I was hoping that he would notice the armed men in the distance, I did not say anything to avoid a dangerous situation, and I can not remember if he noticed the wrecked automobile or not yet.

I just remember him starting to walk away, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream involved a young woman with light-color skin with long somewhat curly brown hair driving to maybe a food stand or something, and she looked and acted a little like the character Amy Bendix from the television show The Punisher (Season 2).

She drove to the drive-through window because that is all there was, and at the window / stand was a man with light-medium color skin with curly dark-color hair who was the only employee there.

They greeted each other and maybe the young woman handed some supplies to the male employee, maybe some white powder stuff et cetera, and they said a few things before the male employee let her inside the stand.

The young woman then showed the man how to combine the ingredients and make some white circular pills / tablets, I assumed that she was showing him how to make a certain kind of illegal drug, and it seemed that she used to be and / or was still in the illegal drug business; but she was either leaving it or mostly leaving it, but maybe he was going to share some of his profits with her for showing him how to make the pills / tablets / drugs.

After making some pill / tablets / drugs, they went to test them by taking one pill each, and there was a jump in time to them laughing and calling it a success.

The male employee was happy and he thanked her, the young woman replied that she told him that it would be easy, and then they said goodbye and the young woman started to drive away.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

This dream was possibly inspired by me watching some commercials earlier this week like:

This dream followed Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson who plays the character Gregor Clegane (The Mountain) from the television show Game Of Thrones, he possibly seemed a bit gloomy and alone and was maybe thinking and / or saying something that I can not remember involving this, and he was on his way to what seemed to be an annual anniversary event where the cast of Game Of Thrones would meet once a year at what looked like a movie theater to talk / eat / drink / hangout / watch maybe episodes of Game Of Thrones / et cetera.

This took place in the future because Game Of Thrones had ended already so this was at least a year or more after Game Of Thrones ended, probably longer, eventually Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson arrived inside the movie theater-like place where the Game Of Thrones anniversary was taking place.

He sat on the left side with the other people who had played the character Gregor Clegane (The Mountain), it seemed that everyone had seating set to where they would be by people who played the same character, and then characters who were closer to each other in the show would have seating that were closer together.

Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson sat down after maybe only waving at and saying hello to a few people from a distance, he was still acting gloomy and alone, and he was not talking to anyone near him.

The room was dimly lit, he just had his head down mostly and was thinking to himself as other people talked et cetera, I am not sure if I was there or not.

That is all that I can remember of this dream before waking up.

The end,

-John Jr

My Tongue Gets Bit Off | At The Library During The Purge | A Toddler & A Flood

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Description: English: The underside of a human tongue.

Dream 1

This was a dream that I remembered but then forgot, but I barely remembered part of it right before typing this dream.

All that I can remember of this dream now is that I was staying at maybe a two-story house with some of my family in a quiet neighborhood that was possibly near the outskirts of town.

Running Fast To Deliver Packages And Helping A Man Who Looks Like Mel Gibson?

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I slept well/solidly last night and annoyingly I once again woke up from a dream with a blank mind feeling like I had to use the bathroom badly and I got awakened by an alarm clock and by people talking loudly, and once again even though I know that I had several clear dreams I forgot all of them except for part of one dream that I barely remembered part of after taking a moment to try to remember my dreams before getting out of bed to use the bathroom.

I am not sure if this next part is part of that dream or not, either way I will assume that it is part of the same dream, and I think that I was in a fictional city working as a delivery person; and I could run super fast, and so I probably would run around the city super fast delivering packages/things to people and I was very good at my job.

One evening or late afternoon probably near the end of my work day I think that I got a call from my mom and/or the male neighbor of someone who lived next to the person who(m) I was supposed to deliver some packages to, the packages were supposed to be delivered to a man, but the neighbor told me and/or my mom not to deliver the packages to the man; and so I went to the neighbor’s house with my mom to investigate the situation.

The neighbor was outside in an outdoor area between his yard and his neighbor’s yard (the man who(m) I was supposed to deliver the packages to) that they both shared as a hangout/recreational area, and there was a bar/seating area with some alcoholic drinks behind the bar and a homemade archery range and some other things around the hangout area.

The neighbor was sitting at the bar drinking and he looked/sounded like the actor Danny DeVito, we greeted him and he started to explain why I should not deliver the packages to the man/his neighbor/his friend, and he explained that the man was having problems with his kids/his marriage/his job/his temper/et cetera and that he has got drunk a lot recently and was having problems with alcoholism now.

The neighbor explained that recently the man had been acting more violent and talking about possibly committing some violent acts, and recently he found a note that seemed to show that the man was possibly planning a violent attack on one or more people possibly at his job and/or other targeted acts of violence and/or random acts of violence; and the neighbor told me that the packages he did not want me to deliver to the man probably contained bullets/ammunition, I checked the packages and he was correct, and so he feared the man was going to kill people if I delivered the packages/bullets to him.

He did not want to go to the police about the situation if possible and he was hoping that the note and the talks of violence were just angry drunken mistakes that the man had made and not serious and/or that we could talk to the man, and convince him to not carry out his plans and get professional help with his problems.

The man came home and he walked toward us looking a bit drunk and he grabbed an alcoholic drink from the bar, even though we suggested that he not drink any more alcohol because he already seemed drunk, and he angrily told us not to tell him what to do; and then he greeted me asking me if I had come to deliver his packages, I did not answer his question, and I tried to distract him by asking him a question.

The man looked/sounded like the actor Mel Gibson I think and I started talking with him about some of his problems, and eventually we started talking about the note that his neighbor found and how we wanted him to not hurt anyone; and how we wanted him to get some help, but he got angry and he yelled at me as he became even more drunk from his alcoholic drink that he was drinking and he started to act violent.

I quickly handled the situation by distracting him with a question again as I quietly took his alcoholic drink away from him and I helped move him from the bar, I had to physically move him because he was too drunk to walk by himself, and he started to calm down once he realized that I was trying to help him; and he drunkenly said that he was sorry, that he did not want to hurt anyone, he admitted that he kept getting drunk in response to his current problems and that he wanted help with his alcoholism, and he wanted professional help with is problems.

We gave him a positive response after he said these things, we hoped that he really meant what he said and that he was not just saying this because he was drunk, and we told him that we would try to help him to get professional help; and I told him that I would not delivery the packages/bullets to him, and I suggested that he avoid his guns/weapons at this time but I got awakened in the real world by an alarm clock/people talking loudly/feeling like I had to use the bathroom badly.

The end,

-John Jr