A New House & Getting Arrested By The Police

Dream 1

I barely remember part of two dreams from last night with the first dream taking place during the day on the side of a small fictional road/highway not far from a main highway that is sometimes in my dreams that passes several small fictional drive-through towns, and my family had a new house near the small fictional road/highway.

The new house was a nice maybe colonial style one-story house I think but I could be wrong and I think that it had a small front porch with rocking chairs, there was a back yard but there was no fence for the yard and maybe we had a few neighbors but we still had some privacy, and I remember the windows having nice thin yellowish colored curtains in the middle of the windows with maybe whitish colored curtains on the left and right side of the yellow ones that allowed you to see outside and have a bit of privacy; and the windows were open and probably had screens, and I remember the wind lightly blowing the curtains in a way that looked very beautiful and peaceful.


Psy + My Former Classmate SS + John Jr = ?

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I remember part of one dream from last night but I can not remember the beginning of the dream, I know that it took place during the day in a fictional city, and I was probably on or near a college campus & I remember talking with my former classmate SS; and something happened where I/someone got catapulted across the city, and I/someone landed without getting hurt somehow/magically.

After landing somehow I saw myself/someone from third-person view, I was not myself/I did not look like myself, I was/I looked like a combination of the singer Psy & my former classmate SS; and I was wearing dark gray or black colored dress pants/slacks with a nice white colored dress shirt with a bow-tie or tie with sunglasses.

I decided to goof/joke around in this/my new body wondering if people would think that I was Psy (The Gangnam Style Guy) and/or wondering how they would react to me, so at first I laid sideways on the ground looking annoying probably with The Gangnam Style song playing in my mind and/or with me singing part of it out-loud as people walked by, and I was in an outdoor/indoor Walmart-like store; and then I got up to walk around goofing/joking around pretending to be someone else.

I remember a married couple with a child asking an employee a question about alcoholic drinks as I walked by them, somehow I had a laptop with me somewhere that had a Malwarebytes Anti-Malware-like scan going & I stopped in a small computer department in the store where a woman I knew worked & she explained/talked to me about a new feature that Malwarebytes-like program had that now showed extra information in the scan logs on default & she told me to bring her the/my scan log once the scan finished (I did a quick scan that finished, but I wanted to do a full scan so I started a full scan & I was going to give her that scan log when it finished), and then I walked off while the full scan was going; and I heard my name called over the intercom system saying that I had a phone call, and so I walked off to find a desk with a phone.

I walked through a nice mall-like food court area and my former classmate MW saw me & she greeted me, she also heard my name being called over the intercom system & she mentioned this to me, and I briefly talked with her surprised to see her & surprised/glad that she talked to me & she actually seemed interested in talking with me/glad to see me for a change (unlike most dreams); and then I went to find a desk with a phone.

I went into another small department that was like an internet cafe where another woman I knew worked and she had a phone at her desk that she let me use, my mom was on the phone & she said that she had tried to call me on my mobile phone but I did not answer, and I looked at my mobile phone seeing that I had one text message but my mobile phone was not getting a signal probably due to the tall metal roof of the building; and so I explained this to my mom, and maybe she wanted me to get something at the store or something but I am not sure & then our conversation ended.

I thanked the woman I knew at the desk and we briefly talked, after our conversation I noticed a man on his computer having a webcast/web-show/internet show/interview with a woman who looked like PS SO, and I stopped to watch; and the woman was talking about something that I can not remember, their time was about over, and the woman quickly mentioned that she heard rumors that negative things were going to happen/happening involving the Mexican government.

She was not happy with these rumors, it seemed that she probably lived in Mexico (maybe during the summers or extended vacations or maybe most of the year but I am not sure) & she was afraid how it would affect/effect immigrants/vacationers/people who owned/rented summer homes in Mexico like her & her husband I guess, but they did not have time to talk about this; and their internet show/interview ended.

I then walked off to see if that Malwarebytes-like full scan had finished, to explore the store some more, to goof/joke around in my new body, and talk with people I knew; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


The United States & The Russian & The Chinese Militaries + Strange Weather + Dream Experiences = ?

I remember part of an amazing dream or dreams but my memory is unclear and there are time jumps, and the dream itself had a lot of mystery/unknowns.

I am not sure if this part is a separate dream or not, but I remember being in a room or military tent or something with several other people; and maybe military intelligence and/or one or more intelligence agencies had brought several people & I to the room or tent or where-ever for reasons unknown.


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Last night I barely remember part of three dream fragments, with the first dream fragment taking place during the day, and some of my family & I were at a warehouse near a dock.

Something happened that I can not remember, my guess is that one of my brothers and I saw some members of a drug cartel from Mexico doing something illegal & they saw that we had seen them, and they started trying to kill us.

The warehouse and docks had normal workers who worked there, but the drug cartel members seemed to make shipments or something from the dock & warehouse; and the normal workers seemed afraid to bother them, and so they kept to themselves & they did not try to help us.


Moving Into A Small Free Shelter / Free Housing Building

Last night I remember my mind going over several things, one of which was various ways I could adjust my Menus on the Enterprise Theme for my blog, and then I remember having a dream.

I can not remember most of the dream, but I remember it taking place in the day, and I was trying to get signed up to stay at a small free shelter/free housing building in a fictional city; and oddly my parent’s lived in this fictional city I think, and I was staying with them, but I think that I was trying to move out to go back to college & that I was still trying to find a job.

I remember going to the free shelter which was a small building that had an office, living area, kitchen, shared bathrooms, and a few suites that each had three bedrooms; but the manager/person that registered/signed-in/up people was not there, and so I talked to some people living there, who were all from Mexico.

They did not speak English very well, but I was able to understand them good enough, and they told me that they had space for one more person; and they said that I could start moving my stuff/things into the only spare/empty bedroom left, and so I thanked them & I started to move some of my things/stuff into the spare bedroom.

I remember there being a pet dog or two inside the suite, and one person had three pet Gold Fish in three separate plastic bags; and so I decided that I would try to go buy a fish tank for the fish later, and some fish food.

After unpacking some of my things, I decided to leave until later and I went outside to where my parent’s were waiting in an automobile to drive me back or they were in my automobile waiting for me to drive, but then the manager for the free shelter came; and I stopped to talk to him.

He was from Mexico like the other people in the shelter and he did not speak English that well either, but I was able to understand him pretty good, just like I could with the other people at the free shelter; and I remember him being nice and he said that it was okay for me to stay at the free shelter, and he asked me if I wanted to stay to eat some food & I thanked him but I told him that I was going to go back to my parent’s house for the night & that I would be back the next day.

Then I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂