A Stomach Rash

Why do we itch? – Emma Bryce

I had more dreams that I remembered & there was more to this dream that I remembered, but I forgot most of it before I could record it; I do know that this dream took place during a gray day at a fictional house & yard that belonged to my parents.

In this dream I had a fictional sister along with my real brothers, my fictional sister was an adult & was possibly older than me or at least closer to my age, and she reminded me of my mom.

Mr. JM’s Opinion & A Brothel | Paranormal Activity

Dream 1

In part of this dream, I was talking with my female coworker KE, my coworker Mr. JM, and several others.

Mr. JM was being very dismissive & mean about his opinions, especially toward the women, like our coworker KE.

Men At Funerals And C Trying To Move His Money

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I had more dreams but I forgot them and there was more to this dream, but now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.

I remember being with all of my family expect for my brother CC and his family, my brothers TD and KD were possibly younger but I can not remember, and we were at a church where maybe a funeral and / or something else was going on.

During one part of the dream that I can not remember, probably not at the funeral, I remember the topic of men possibly being less likely to cry and show emotion at funerals being brought up in a conversation with my dad.

I remember saying that is possibly not even true or proven because I did not know of any scientific data about that but I would not be surprised if it was true and I remember guessing that this was mostly because of cultural reasons where in some cultures men crying and being sad et cetera publicly is looked down upon, and in situations like funerals et cetera men in those cultures are more likely to be expected to be the strong ones who are expected to stay calm in those situations and to help others who are grieving.

At some point I remember my family and I driving back home after the church and funeral et cetera, I assume that we were driving from another city, and my mom brought up the same topic about men possibly being less likely to cry and grieve and sing et cetera publicly at funerals.

I told my mom that my and me had talked about this topic earlier, and I repeated my opinions on this topic.

The next thing that I remember is walking inside The BP Library where I work as a shelver, I assume that we had returned home at this point, and as I was walking past the new book section my brother GC’s former classmate C and a younger man who was possibly his younger brother walked past me carrying bags (possible one or more messenger bags, and maybe one or two other types of bags).

C said something about money, having some of it hidden in different locations and that he gave some of it to some people so that they could move it to the state that he was about to move to soon, and waiting on an email to confirm that all of his money was sent successfully before maybe giving more to the people who moved it to make sure that they did not steal his money.

C mentioned that he had some backup plans in case they did steal his money, and that he had more money hidden.

I was not sure if he was talking to me and / or his assumed brother so I said: Huh? but C was too busy talking to hear me so it seemed that he was mostly talking to his assumed brother.

It seemed that there was possibly money in the bags that they were carrying, it seemed that C had hidden and saved his money himself instead of putting most of it in a bank, and now that he was about to move to another state he needed to dig up or find all of his money and have it sent to the other state.

C did not seem sure that he could trust the people who were supposed to move his money, so he had only given them some of it, and he still had some of the rest hidden besides what him and his assumed brother were carrying in the bags.

C seemed a bit nervous and worried and stressed and angry about the situation, he then remembered that his assume brother had left something (maybe an automobile parked too closely to someone’s property), and he angrily asked his assumed brother if he had left it in that location and his assumed brother said yes.

C yelled at his assumed brother that they needed to go move it now or that the people might mistakenly think that they are trying to operate on their territory (turf), and I assumed that he was talking about some drug dealers in their neighborhood.

C seemed scared like he was worried what they might do if this misunderstanding happened, like he knew that something bad would happen like he had witnessed and / or experienced them dealing with someone operating on their territory, and so this made him very angry at his assumed brother.

They left immediately without doing what they were about to do because they needed to move whatever it was before they noticed, but I woke up as I listened to and watched their conversation.

I remember thinking that I hope that things work out for C when he moves to the other state.

The end,

-John Jr

Karma Chameleon

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The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called Karma Chameleon, and this is what it said:

Reincarnation: do you believe in it?

And this is my response:

I do not really have much of an opinion on reincarnation, I do not believe in it because I have not had it proven to me yet but I have heard of some interesting stories that make you wonder if it is possible, but I do not know if it is possible or not.

So I try to keep an open mind, and so I am more neutral on this topic until it can be clearly proven or disproven.

The end,

-John Jr

Mr. AB From T-Mobile

I got awakened suddenly from my last dream by a loud bumping noise like someone had knocked on the wall outside the bedroom or something like that, and this caused me to forget most of my dreams; and I looked outside the window and I looked outside both doors, but I saw no one outside so maybe someone in the house had accidentally bumped the wall or something like that.

One part of the dream involved a woman and a relationship I think but that is all that I can remember of that part of the dream, and the next part of the dream involved Mr. AB a worker from the T-Mobile store in the city of LC talking with several people and I inside an apartment/school-like building.

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