Leaving My Parent’s House | Cake & New Coworkers

Dream 1

In this dream, I spent the night somewhere, then the next day I returned to my parent’s house, something happened that I can not remember where I got very annoyed with my mom & maybe my dad, and I let my mom know that I was leaving the house & where I was going.

I planned on leaving for a little while & staying somewhere else, maybe the place from earlier in the dream, but my mom sent my dad to talk to me as I was trying to leave.

Donald Trump Has Fallen | A Library Event | Bad Tires

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it seemed to take place during the day outside at a national park-like area in The United States I assume, and I was walking around with a variety of people including: The President Of The United States Joe Biden & his entourage, Donald Trump, the press, maybe Joe Rogan, and some other people.

I remember us walking up tall stairs / steps & other areas, and there were wild animals in some areas, including a strange fictional large possibly somewhat greenish multi-legged animal that was like a combination of a rhino & a dinosaur and / or some kind of other animal; and maybe someone even rode on it, but I can not remember.

Editing A Job Application PDF | A New Job & Visitor

Dream 1

I am not sure if I was at my IT Assistant job at The BP Library or not in this dream, I do remember that in this dream I had to edit a PDF version of a job application, and I had to make one or two lines at the top of the job application fillable; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream took place during the day, I went out-of-town to or near maybe a fictional LC-like city & a fictional version of the highway there, and maybe I went there because of a race and / or another event of some kind that was taking place.

Trying To Help Some Orphans

I am still sick and I woke up during the night hot and sweating for no clear reason for the third night in a row, I did not voice record my dreams before going back to sleep, and so I forgot all of my dreams except for barely part of one dream.

The dream started in my parent’s house I think but my memory it too unclear, my family and I were there, and eventually three siblings came to my parent’s house; and the three siblings were a boy, a girl, and a young man.

The three siblings claimed to be orphans, they said that their single mother got sick and died, and that the three of them have tried to survive on their own; and so we let them inside the house to help them temporarily until we could find them a new family/home, and so we let them temporarily live with us even though we do not have enough room at our house.

Eventually three more sibling came to our house also claiming to be orphans and we temporarily let them come inside our house as well, and eventually we realized that someone was stealing stuff from us; and we found out that it was one or more of the alleged orphans, and we found out that three of the siblings were not really orphans and they were the ones who stole from us.

The three false orphans told us that they had a mom and dad, but that their parent’s were not home very much and that their parent’s did not really take care of them very well or at all; and that their father was physically/mentally/emotionally/socially abusive.

At some point the mother of the three false orphans came to the house when we found her and invited her over to our house to talk to her, hoping to encourage her to get help and to better take care of her children, and to report her abusive husband to the police and to leave him if he continued abusing them; and we offered to help them with this.

Eventually her husband (he was a tall mean somewhat strong man with dark brownish colored skin with short curly blackish colored hair I think but I could be wrong) came to the house and we talked to him too but then he started threatening his family and he probably even hit them telling them to come home, and I became super angry and I warned him to not hit them and he ran up to me like he wanted to fight because he was bigger than me; and I grabbed him by his neck and slammed him into the wall choking him while warning him/telling him what he was going to do next and what he was not going to do next, and I probably even threatened to kill him if he continued abusing his family (I was that angry).

I stopped choking him so that he would not lose consciousness and I put him in a Full Nelson Hold / Lock, I asked him if he was going to follow my rules and I warned him that if he did not that next time I was not going to be so nice, and I warned him that if he kills or seriously injuries anyone in his family that I would kill him; and I told him the if he ran that I would hunt him down and kill him, and so running was not an option for him.

Eventually he agreed to my rules but I still did not believe him, I warned him again, and I let him know that I would be watching/listening; and then we probably called for professional help for the family, and for the orphans but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Helping The Old Version Of My Aunt JE Move To The New / Current Version Of My Aunt JE’s House?

Last night I got in bed too late (after 3 AM) and so I only got about 4 hours of sleep which is not good/healthy and to make it worse I got awakened several times by having to use the bathroom, by people making noise, and by people waking me up; but my dream recall is currently very strong and so I somehow managed to remember part of two dreams, but I forgot the first dream after going back to sleep again but I do barely remember part of the second dream.

Dream 2

The second dream took place during the day/morning/evening in the city of D at a fictional house in the field next to my parent’s yard where a neighbor’s mobile home should be, and my aunt JE lived in this fictional house; but my aunt JE acted/seemed somewhat like her old self before her situation got as bad as it is today.

My mom and one or two of our family members from my mom’s side of the family and I were at my aunt JE’s fictional house, we were helping her pack up and move her stuff because she was moving to where her house is in real life further down the street in the P House that my grandfather owns, and at some point we had mostly everything packed; and so I remember walking back and forth to move the stuff into the new house.

Strangely I do not remember seeing my aunt JE who we were helping move to the new house after this point but at the new house was what seemed to be the new/current/real life version of my aunt JE and not the older version of my aunt JE who(m) we were helping pack up and move her stuff, even in the dream I noticed this and I wondered if there was/were somehow two versions of my aunt JE and this confused me, and so I was going to investigate this once I finished moving all of her stuff.

I remember moving a square or rectangle-shaped piece of raw pork from a refrigerator that I rolled up with some food/meat/whatever paper and a plastic zip-lock bag and I brought it to the new version of my aunt JE asking her where she wanted me to put it but she did not want it, she seemed to be a bit depressed and mentally/emotionally/socially unstable, and so she seemed to only care about sitting on her couch smoking cigarettes and doing nothing but staring in front of her blankly and watching TV; and so I was not sure what to do, I decided to wait to ask someone else like the old version of my aunt JE if she showed up again, but then maybe my aunt ME and my cousin JE and my cousin ME came to help.

I asked them what to do with the raw pork and they probably told me to put it in the refrigerator regardless of what the new version of my aunt JE said, so I probably put it in the refrigerator, and then I remember my cousin ME trying to decide how to organize the stuff in the house and what things in the house should he fix and/or build (he is good with electronics and building things probably).

The rest of us waited as my cousin ME looked around the house creating a plan in his mind before we start unpacking things and organizing them, I was still wanting to investigate whether there were two versions of my aunt JE or not, but I got awakened from my dream by someone.

I remember having the song Take My Hand by Moloko on my mind after waking up for some unknown reason(s):

The end,

-John Jr

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