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Assassin(s) & A Boat Station & Nora (Norah) & An Obstacle Course?

Last night I got more sleep than any day this week and I slept pretty deeply, and I had some very detailed dreams but I am only able to remember some parts of some of them because of how deeply I was sleeping and how I went back to sleep several times.

Dream Fragments

I am not sure which dream or dreams that these dream fragments go with so I am typing them together in this section, but I do know that the second and third dream fragments were featured in at least the two dreams that I remember part of from last night but I am not sure where in those dreams did they take place.

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Talking With A Morena Baccarin-Like Woman

This dream was partly inspired by TFS Plays: Fallout 4, and this Double Toasted video that I watched last night before going to sleep (I can not remember the parts of the dream that were inspired by this video):

All that I can remember of this dream is that at some point during the dream I was outside during the day in a field with greenish colored grass where there were various structures that started on the ground and that went up high in the sky, and they looked like a combination of an obstacle course and playground equipment combined with something else.

There were Super Mutants from the Fallout video games there and maybe some other threats, there were some other people and I there who had to try to survive while moving and climbing through this area, and so we fought the Super Mutants and other threats as we moved through this area.

This part of the dream was a bit like the Fallout video games, we had weapons like guns that we sometimes used to kill Super Mutants in self-defense, and I was probably able to use V.A.T.S (Vault-Tec Assisted Targeting System).

This part of the dream was possibly symbolic in some ways (during the dream I remember thinking that some parts of this dream were symbolic, and possibly meant something but I was not sure what exactly), even though I was seeing and experiencing this, I was possibly somewhere else in the dream talking to someone (possibly on the telephone) when this was all going on; and so maybe it was like a daydream within a dream or dream within a dream or I was in two places at the same time or I magically jumped back and forth between two different parts of the dream, but I am not sure.

Later in the dream I remember being inside a house waiting in either a living room or a family room like I was at the house of one or more of the parent’s of one of my former classmates, and I was walking around the room and the curtains were closed but I possibly could tell that it was probably still daytime.

At some point AC the younger sister of my former male classmate JC walked into the room with me, she looked younger again and slightly different, and she seemed a bit depressed.

She sat down and we started talking about some of her problems, things that she wrote in her diary which was on a table near her, and some of her family problems; and I gave her some words of encouragement and some advice, and I shared things about myself and some of my similar problems.

We got interrupted by her fictional younger preteen brother who had whitish colored skin with short hair and maybe some freckles who was the annoying younger brother stereotype, he started to annoy her and they argued, and she told me about the many annoying things that her brother does; and he said things that he did not like about her.

This was a bit funny to me because it made me think of family and my relationship with my brothers, I started to talk to them about family and how we can be annoying to each other at times, and I said some positive things about this which helped to calm their argument and improve the mood.

A beautiful woman who looked like the actress Morena Baccarin entered the room, she was the step-mother or girlfriend of the father of one or more of the siblings of my former classmate JC, and we sat on the couch and we had a great conversation.

I remember her smiling and actually being interested in what I had to say, it was great having a great conversation with someone who is actually also enjoying the conversation and who seems like they really want to be there, and I enjoyed being there with her.

I was a bit nervous and uncomfortable at first so I ended up being in my energized nervous mode where parts of my brain shutdown or get clouded and when I am having a good conversation I get energized and I start sharing way too much information about myself and others, and at some point I started talking about my brother CC.

I told her how my brother CC moved out of the house a few days after graduating from high school to move in with his girlfriend and start college, he joined the military and left for recruit training without finishing his first semester of college, during his break from recruit training before his next training he surprised us by marrying his girlfriend so we went to the wedding the next morning after he told us, but then our conversation got interrupted.

Somehow I was talking to her in person at first but then this changed to where I was walking around my parent’s house talking to her on a telephone, my dad was working on the clothes dryer when he heard me talking about my brother CC, and he started making a comment about me telling too much information about him.

I put the phone against my chest or shoulder quickly without saying hold on, so that I could talk to my dad and explain, and he was correct and I told him so; and so I was going to stop that and apologize, and then I went to see if she was still on the phone.

I heard her talking to my former classmate JC about his fictional ex-wife or ex-girlfriend, my former classmate JC said that after his divorce or break-up with his ex-wife or ex-girlfriend, that she told a federal government agency about how he sometimes shoots guns at his family’s old abandoned GB House and yard (property) out in the country by a forest (not shooting at the house itself, but doing target practice out there because it is out in the country near a forest and abandoned); and so this federal government agency went to The GB House (Property) to investigate these claims.

They saw evidence that this was true and for some reason they put out a warrant for the arrest of my former classmate JC like maybe it was illegal for him to shoot guns out there, while I was listening to their conversation I noticed some newspaper articles with pictures on a wall in my parent’s house that my mom had cut out and pinned on the wall, and they seemed to about the arrest of my former classmate JC because of this situation that he was talking about.

The newspaper articles and pictures explained the situation that my former classmate JC was telling after the warrant was put out for his arrest, instead of turning himself in he hid for months, and the pictures showed the day that he was caught; and the first newspaper article and picture was titled: Hot Redhead Finally Gets Caught.

The picture showed a man with somewhat overgrown reddish colored hair and reddish colored facial hair like he had not had a haircut or a shave in months, the picture was unclear and shot from far away but it looked like it was probably my former classmate JC, he was standing in a forest behind some bushes with some cows in front of him like he had been hiding there when the police (whoever) arrived to arrest him, and I assume that this was in the forest by The GB House (Property) that his family owns.

It seemed that he had been hiding and living out there for months and that it was a popular topic during that time in the local newspapers, the journalist who took these photographs got them as police had him surrounded but you could not see the police at first, but the other photographs showed him being arrested and put in a police car.

I guess he went to jail but was out now and was living with some of his siblings who have a different father than him, his mom and dad are dead, and I remember feeling sorry for him as I heard this and I saw how he looked in those photographs.

It seemed that he had never recovered after the death of his mom who died over a year ago, who died years after his dad died, and so he looked like a different person and like he was still suffering and he seemed a bit worn and depressive like his sister AC; but he also seemed more rough and rugged and strong and tough.

Earlier I had been at the house waiting to see him and talk to him but now I was magically at my parent’s house listening to his conversation waiting for the woman (the wife or girlfriend of the father of one or more of my former classmate JC’s siblings) to realize that I was still on the phone line with her, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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Mario’s Racing Team

I had some interesting dreams last night but I was not able to voice record most of the interesting and important details, and so now I can only barely remember part of two dreams.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream now is that it involved some people and I exploring across islands/countries/wherever in isolated places, some of the people with me were former classmates like my former female classmate EB and one or more of the people were possibly celebrities and I do not know who the other people were, and I think that we found a large one-story windowless building on an isolated island; and inside this building there was a main lobby and with many doors that led to many different areas, and behind those doors and in those different areas there were strange paranormal and supernatural and other threats and obstacles.

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A Very Violent NFL Super Bowl

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I only somewhat remember part of my last dream from last night and I think that part of the dream involved the character Miss Marple from the television series Agatha Christie’s Marple, which I watched an episode of last night before going to bed, but I can not remember what this part of the dream was about exactly; but maybe Miss Marple was in the dream or I thought about her or she helped start/fund the help/training/whatever center in this dream or her television show was on before the NFL Super Bowl started.

All that I can remember is that during the day I was in a fictional place with my parents and a group of people, we entered a one-story building with several large square-shaped windows along the wall near the entrance, and the building looked a bit like an office/help or support center combined with a boxing gym/exercise gym with its own obstacle course and a television on one of the walls.

Several men and women were using this building as a help/support center it seemed to help people through counseling, teaching, training, and more to help people learn to help themselves in life with many problems including: mental health problems, nutrition/cooking, exercise/fitness, education, cooking, and many other practical things and problems.

My parents went with me to support me on my first visit to this center/whatever as I hoped to get help with my anxiety/depression and other problems in my life and helpful training/experience in various things, and the workers/helpers talked to us and talked to/lectured us on/about some helpful advice.

After the lecture it was time to put some of that advice into action to practice using it in a physical way while getting exercise and practicing various things, we were going to do an obstacle course, and the goal was to do it as quickly as possible; and so the person with the quickest time would win.

The obstacle course involved facing various fears, practicing holding a weapon/taking cover/returning fire/and various other self-defense skills, footwork, speed, endurance, strength, and more; and I asked to go first, as they explained how the obstacle course worked, someone turned the television on American Football and it was the NFL Super Bowl.

The person who was going to do the obstacle course after me was my former female classmate LM, at some point I started the obstacle course taking my time to do things correctly, and I finished with a good time; and then my former classmate LM did the obstacle quickly without doing everything correctly or even trying, they did not penalize her for this to my surprise, and it seemed that she possibly finished the course faster than me.

I did not think that it was fair that people could rush through the course without doing it properly and not be penalized but I reminded myself that the focus was not about competition, but about us practicing/applying/training in skills that we learned that can help us in life while also getting exercise.

Many of us were watching the others do the obstacle course while also watching the Super Bowl, it was a very violent and disturbing match, and there were many fights and illegal things happening causing many penalties to be given and some people got kicked out of the game; but not enough was being done to stop the illegal and dangerous violence.

There were players doing illegal tackles, players hitting people after a play, players taking off their football helmets and hitting people with them, players kicking and stomping other players, players fighting each other, and several times both teams started fighting.

One of the worst moments of violence involved one player doing an illegal helmet-to-helmet tackle against another player, then after the play he took off his helmet and he hit the player that he just illegally tackled while he was on the ground in the head so hard that it knocked off his helmet, then he kicked him in the head while he was on the ground, then their teams started fighting again, and then he did a running kick to the head of the player while he was still down; and then he stomped on his head while he was unconscious on the ground, and it was like watching someone being murdered until some of players from the other team started fighting him.

All this violence was too much for me to watch, I wanted to jump into the television to stop him/it, and I wondered why the referees were doing such a terrible job trying to stop the violence; and I wondered why they did not end the game because it was completely out-of-control, and the referees were not giving enough penalties and they were not kicking enough players out of the game.

I did not want to watch people getting seriously injured for the rest of their lives and having their careers ended, I did not want to see people getting killed and beat to death, I did not want to see players constantly breaking the rules, and so I could no longer even really stand/bear/continue trying to watch this disturbing illegal violence; and it disturbed me so much that I woke up because of it combined with needing to use the bathroom combined with getting too hot because someone turned the heater on.

The end,

-John Jr