Last night I barely remember part of two dreams, with the first dream taking place in D during the day, and I remember slowly traveling my usual route from W Park to downtown D.
I probably met a few people along the way & did a few things, but I can not remember.
The next dream is very blurry & I remember being in a building or house, and I remember something to do with a Christian church service & I think that my dad was there; and we met a large man with medium-dark brownish colored skin with short black hair, who I think was a Christian preacher, like my dad & his wife was there.
After the church service or whatever, the man & his wife told us about a situation that they were trying to deal with, that involved Michael Jackson’s kids; I think that there was about seven kids or more.
They were worried about the money situation involving the kids, and the situation of taking care of the kids; and so they had called a gathering of all of Mr. Jackson’s kids, some of whom had probably never met before.
The kids were various ages and had various appearances, and they seemed excited to meet each other as they arrived at the building or house; a bit of a welcome party was thrown, where they all performed a few songs & dances together.
The man, his wife, my dad, and I were still talking about the various issues & situations & what to do about them as we watched them perform.
One of the performances got a bit loud & the lead singer was showing off a bit too much, and so the man & him got into an argument about that, and the man punched him; and then my dad & I tried to hold the man back, he was very big & strong, and so it was not easy.
A few other people helped, I was able to lock the man’s arms so he could not punch, but he was still strong enough to move; and so we had to talk to him to get him to calm down, since he was too strong.
He started to calm down & we started talking about what happened that made him lose control like that, and we walked to another area to avoid more conflict; the young man who he had punched, which was one of Mr. Jackson’s kids, was okay fortunately.
The man started to explain his frustration(s), but I woke up.
-John Jr 🙂