Trying To Choose Something For Professional Development

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The end of this dream took place at a fictional possibly windowless dimly lit modern version of The BP Library, and I was there working at my job and I possibly left and returned there at least once during the dream.

It was time to choose and do professional development at work, and I was still not sure what I wanted to do yet.

The library did not even look like a library, at least the areas that I remember seeing, and one very dimly lit room looked like it had a swimming pool in the middle of it.

A fictional thin male coworker of mine with light-color skin with maybe wild orange / brown hair was possibly swimming and / or doing something else, and maybe for his professional development he chose to attach some kind of unknown technology and / or pieces and joints / whatever to his body like someone attaching things that will allow them to add shelves and other kinds of attachments.

After leaving that room I went to another room to talk to my female coworker CR about trying to choose something for professional development, and our supervisor Mrs. JM walked over to talk to me and she walked me to another area to talk.

Mrs. JM wanted to talk to me about professional development, she heard that I was going to paint a painting by some male artist that I never heard of before, I told her that was inaccurate but the painting that she mentioned reminded of the painting Nighthawks by Edward Hopper and that would be cool to paint if I knew how (also painting did not seem like it would be something that would count as professional development for our shelving department, and so I was confused by how that would even be an option).

I also told her that I was not sure what I would do for professional development yet, then I remembered that CR had mentioned doing a something for professional development as a group, and so I mentioned this to Mrs. JM and that I would talk to CR about it.

Mrs. JM said that she wanted to do the same strange unknown technology / attachment-like stuff that my fictional male coworker had done earlier for her professional development, and she had me help her do this.

She attached the things / joints / attachments / whatever along her legs, across her waist, and maybe to her shoulders along the sides of her body and / or across her collarbone(?).

After helping Mrs. JM do this I saw who I assumed (I mostly saw them from behind, and maybe I only briefly saw them from the front when they turned a corner) to be my female coworker JB and her daughter W and maybe her youngest son walking by, they were wearing matching chain necklaces, they had matching red / brown hair dye in their hair, and matching attachments / joints / things along their collarbones which was what JB had chosen for her professional development.

Mrs. JM then told me that some people complained that JB did not do enough for that to count as professional development since others had added more attachments / joints / things / whatever than she and some of her children did.

I was still confused about this unknown body modification-like stuff counting as professional development and why would anyone want to do this, and then I walked away to talk to CR about what had she planned on doing as a group for professional development but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Glasses + Mafias + Guilt + Insect Creatures = ?

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I fell asleep on the couch and had some dreams that I woke up remembering, but I forgot them before I could record them.

I got in bed and had more dreams that I did not record, and so now I can only remember barely part of 4 parts of my last dream.

Part 1

This part of the dream involved me looking at and comparing glasses (eyeglasses) online and maybe offline; which is what I was doing at the Zenni Optical and EyeBuyDirect websites before I went to sleep on the couch when I got too tired.

Out of curiosity I was wondering which of these two glasses frame colors does anyone reading this like better for someone like myself?

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Anyway, that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

Part 2

This part of the dream involved the mafia, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

Part 3

This part of the dream involved a thin man with medium-to-dark color skin wearing glasses who was a doctor, and he was looking at a painting that either someone else had painted or that he had painted.

The man’s wife was also a doctor and she had light-color skin, and they had a son who was still a child.

The man felt guilt and blamed himself over something involving his son, the son was suffering from something, and he felt that it was his fault so he was feeling all this guilt and blaming himself and thinking about this as he looked at the painting.

The painting was possibly outside along a dock area during the day, but I can not remember.

While doing this he also realized that he had possibly accidentally released a insect-like creature or creatures earlier, but I am not sure.

There was also something about the mafia in this part of the dream as well that I can not remember.

The man possibly got a call from another doctor or therapist or someone who let him know that his son was just suffering from anxiety, which is something that the man and his wife had also suffered from, and so it was not really his fault and they could treat his son now that they had a diagnosis and one that they also knew how to treat.

The man could finally stop blaming himself and burden of this guilt finally started to lift, and so the man called his wife to tell her the good news and he left to meet her so that they could tell their son together.

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

Part 4

The dream jumped to a multi-story apartment building that was owned by the mafia, and the security was handled by the mafia as well.

My female coworker DT was returning from shopping with a male bodyguard with light-color skin who was over the mafia security team at the apartment, and an assistant or friend who was helping hold her bags.

I wondered what and how was DT doing with a mafia bodyguard and why was she staying at a mafia owned apartment, and why did she seem like a VIP or something to them; but I am not sure if I was in the dream or not.

DT’s apartment room was on an upper floor and when they approached the door it was not closed all the way because earlier in the dream when someone went to close it something got stuck in the door which prevented it from closing all the way, but they did not notice this as they walked away.

DT’s bodyguard had everyone stop when he noticed this, he quietly signaled or called for some of the mafia apartment security team to come check it out, and two male mafia security guards with light-color skin wearing light bullet resistant vests with black submachine guns quickly and quietly walked over ready to clear the apartment room.

Hand signs were made and the two security guards burst into the room looking for threats, the head bodyguard stepped partly in the room, and then they saw a large insect-like creature moving along a wall so they shot it; and they shot one or two others.

They searched the room and eventually gave the clear sign, and DT and the others were able to enter the room.

The head bodyguard and the rest of the security team had no idea what those creatures were or where they came from, and so they sent out an alert to the rest of the security team and probably called for an exterminator and word was sent for the security to search the entire building for more and to secure any weaknesses in the defenses.

The head bodyguard also wanted to know why the door was not locked et cetera so he started an investigation into this, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

A Meeting & Loona Luxx & A Sorcerer Tries To Summon The Devil

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This dream took place during the day at a somewhat larger slightly fictional version of my parents house that had a larger dining room and kitchen, and I remember being inside the house.

My mom told me that my male cousin DE was supposed to be coming over soon to meet with one or more people from either the government or an organization that could possibly help him with something, and so it seemed that they would have the meeting at our house oddly.

New Neighbors And A Mime?

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I had more dreams but I did not record them, and so now I can only remember the end of my last dream.

I am not sure what time of day it was because it was pretty gray I think, I just know that I was in the living room at my parent’s house, and I looked out the window by the back door.

Outside at the semi-abandoned house I saw what looked like a moving crew moving stuff out of the house and possibly cleaning, and so I assumed that our semi-neighbor T finally got kicked out after doing various things like damaging the house with a tree that he cut down for no clear reason and it fell on the house in real life last week. 🙈

Then I noticed a man with light-color skin with maybe brown hair who I assumed to be middle-to-upper class directing the moving crew but his back was facing the window so I could not see his face, they were carrying what seemed to be a nice classical(?) wooden armoire (wardrobe) and maybe some art and nice classical furniture, and so it seemed that they were also moving in things like we were getting new neighbors so I assumed that the man with light-color skin was one of them.

It also seemed that the moving crew were possibly remodeling the house as well, but even in the dream I was not sure at first but I guessed this in the dream; and later it seemed that I was correct.

I stopped looking out of the window because I wanted to tell my brother GC, and so I waited for him to enter the living room.

I looked back out the window and I saw a man with light-color skin with brown hair with his back facing me where you could only see part of his side (including part of the side of his face) standing in the backyard of the semi-abandoned house painting with a paintbrush while holding a palette with paint on it as he painted on a canvas that was on an easel, and his painting was an almost halfway done portrait of a woman with light-color skin wearing fancy old European-style clothing and the woman looked like she was from that older time period and part of the background had a nice blue color that I assume was part of the sky but I have no idea and there were some other colors as well in the background.

The color and style of the painting somewhat reminded me of a Claude Monet painting that I saw yesterday at work in the room of my coworker Mrs. S except more detailed and the colors were a bit brighter, I am not sure if the colors were watercolor or not, but the style was probably impressionism and maybe part realism but I am not sure other than it was probably mostly impressionism.

The man’s painting looked great so far and I was impressed, I assumed that this was one of my new neighbors, and I was excited for the possibility of finally having neighbors that you will probably want around and that you will probably want to talk to and who may actually improve things where they live and in the neighborhood instead of making things worse; and I was curious to ask him about his painting, and I hoped that maybe he would teach me how to paint.

My brother GC was in the living room now watching something on his laptop with headphones on so I waited for him to stop before telling him what I saw, and so I looked back out the window.

I am not sure when I first saw this but I saw a black and brown puppy that was possibly a Rottweiler or a Rottweiler mix, I possibly saw it in the semi-abandoned yard first but I can not remember, and now it was in our yard by the dogs.

Either before this or after this I looked out of the window again, and I saw a thin man with light-color skin with his face probably painted white or he was wearing white makeup et cetera like a mime and he was wearing a fake Queen’s Guard uniform (red coat) with hat (which was shorter than the real version so I knew that it was fake because of that) while standing in our yard right below the window that I was looking out of and he was looking up at me smiling and acting like a mime so he did not talk.

I was surprised by this and I felt awkward, I also wondered why the dogs were not barking at him (they seemed distracted by the puppy I guess), and it was slightly creepy.

I smiled and waved at the mime awkwardly, he smiled and waved back and he continued looking at me smiling, and I waited to see if he would say something or signal what he wanted but he did not.

The other man was still painting and the puppy was still in our yard, I assumed that the mime was possibly one of our new neighbors as well, and that maybe this was his strange artistic and eccentric way of saying hello.

I then stopped looking out of the window for moment because it was awkward, and I stopped to think about things.

I wondered how did these assumed new neighbors find out about the city of D and Eastside and why would they ever want to live in our poor neighborhood and our boring small city when they seemed to be middle-to-upper class, but I was glad that they did and it was nice to have some more diversity in the neighborhood and people who seemed to be about to improve things.

I never expected middle-to-upper class people to ever move into our lower class neighborhood, especially people who seemed to be artistic and who seemed to have some nice classical stuff, and I never would have expected them to move into an old simple house like that which is in need of repair and remodeling (especially after getting damaged by a tree recently).

I was excited about this and I wondered about the possibilities, who would thought that dream / ideal neighbors would possibly ever move into our neighborhood, I never did but I wished for it.

I started to tell my brother GC what I saw, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Portrait Of Madame Trentesaux (Née Yvonne Dewavrin (1896-1984))

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Description: English: Madame Jean Trentesaux , née Yvonne Dewavrin (1896-1984)
oil on canvas
1923

What Is It?

The image above is of a painting called Portrait Of Madame Trentesaux (Née Yvonne Dewavrin (1896-1984)) by the French artist Cyprien Eugène Boulet.

This painting is said to be an oil on canvas portrait from 1923.

Here is how Wikimedia Commons describes this painting:

Author	Cyprien Eugène Boulet  (1877–1927)
Object type	painting
Description	English: Madame Jean Trentesaux, née Yvonne Dewavrin (1896-1984)oil on canvas1923
Date	1923
Source/Photographer	Derived from Musée La Piscine (Roubaix)