A Fictional Version Of My Parent’s House And A Fair

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I fell asleep on the couch last night and I woke up a few hours later and then I got in bed and I went back to sleep without trying to see if I had any dreams or not, and now I can only barely remember the end of my last dream from last night.

All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that I was at a fictional version of my parent’s house during the day, and my parent’s house and yard was possibly near where the KRH Elementary School should be in a field.

This fictional version of my parent’s house was narrow and long and rectangular with more rooms, and so there were extra bedrooms with their own doors to the outside so there were many ways inside the house and I got my own bedroom in the dream.

My brothers KD and TD were there as well, along with my mom and my brother GC, and I seemed to have maybe just picked my room because I kept forgetting which door led to my room during the dream.

The house and the yard was nice, we had more privacy and a better view and more space event though the house was more narrow, and it was interesting having my own room with a good view of one side of the yard and with my own door to the outside.

As I was enjoying the inside of the house and outside in the yard, my female cousin TE walked over, and she asked my brothers TD and KD if I was home so I walked over to see what she wanted.

Our cousin TE wanted to ask me about something and / or someone, I can not remember what or who, but I remember trying to answer her question(s) and then we briefly talked.

I remember trying to figure out which door led to my room from the outside of the house, I remember saying out-loud that I still have not memorized which door went to my room yet, because I wanted to either show my cousin TE my room and / or we needed somewhere more private to talk.

Before my cousin TE left she probably told me that a fair was starting, and so after she left my brother GC and I drove there in my automobile.

The parking lot between the KRH Elementary School and the D Junior High School was still there, and the fairground was in a field near where the D Junior High School should be so we could have walked there but we drove there for some reason even though it was close to our house.

I parked in the parking lot and I started talking with my brother GC before we got out, and I noticed what looked like members of a maybe Latino gang wearing black and gray and white checkered shirts and bandannas looking like stereotypes who were staring at us throwing gang signs.

When I was talking with my brother GC I was moving my arms a lot as I talked, and so they probably thought that I was throwing gang signs or something.

I probably smiled and waved back at them and then I stopped moving my arms and I looked away hoping that they would realize that they had been mistaken, and fortunately this worked.

After they stopped staring at us my brother GC and I got out of my automobile to go to the fair, and so did the assumed gang members.

I can not remember the details of the fair, I just know that the gang members did not bother us, and eventually my brother GC and I returned home.

Once again I remember enjoying the inside of the house and the yard, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

A Burnie Burns-Like Man Lets Us Spend The Night

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I remember my brother GC and I being inside a hotel-like room or rooms or apartment in another city, some of the rest of my family was possibly in the dream earlier but I can not remember, and this hotel room or rooms or apartment belonged to a Burnie Burns-like man.

The Burnie Burns-like man was the owner of a business, probably a Rooster Teeth-like business, and he had a wife or girlfriend and at least one child who were also there.

The Burnie Burns-like man invited us to spend the night because the hotel room(s) or apartment was so big and had so many rooms, and the next morning he gave us a ride in his automobile but I am not sure where we were going (maybe back home to our city).

We parked in a parking lot of a gas station, I remember my former male classmate DH being with us at this point, and we were talking.

I remember the Burnie Burns-like man talking about how he was rich and had several hotel and / or apartments and homes (so he had more than him and his family needed) so him letting us spend the night was not a problem at all, I had probably thanked him for letting us spend the night, and I told him about how my entire family used to share one hotel room on vacations and my family is bigger than his.

I told him some stories about this and how the hotel rooms that we would go to were much smaller than the one he had, and I remember being amazed by how many rooms were in his hotel room.

At some point a male employee with light-medium color skin walked over to us very slowly and zombie-like, and he just stood there so my former classmate DH got annoyed and asked him what he wanted but the employee continued to act zombie-like without responding.

My brother GC and I possibly knew this male employee and we let them know that he was just joking / playing around, the employee then stopped his act, and he laughed and let them know that he was just joking.

We said a few things to him and then he went back inside the gas station to continue working, but I woke up.

Dream 2

This dream was inspired by episode 9 (Sock Puppets) of the television series Homeland (season 6), which I watched last night, and it involved a situation that was inspired by a situation involving the character Max who applied for a job at a mysterious tech startup to try to find out what is really going on there because that was the last place that a FBI agent had visited before he was murdered.

In my dream a man with light-color skin applied for a job at a mysterious tech startup to infiltrate it to see what it is really about because it seemed that it was possibly a front organization / business being used by a government intelligence agency and a private company, and that they were involved in illegal activities.

Like in episode 9 and in a video clip for the future episode 10 of Homeland, this mysterious tech startup was involved in using large amounts of fake social media accounts for various purposes, and they were doing illegal and unethical things with these fake social media accounts.

The man and several other people who worked there did not like what they were doing, and so they started to meet secretly to complain among each other and to try to decide what they should do about this.

They were considering trying to expose this operation to the public but doing so would be dangerous and could get them killed, and so they were trying to figure out if there was a way to do this safely but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

Getting Ambushed And Holding Hands With A Stunt Double / Actress

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I did not get enough sleep last night because I went to bed too late but I did sleep well and I probably slept pretty deeply, but I had to get out of bed quickly to get ready for work so I did not have time to organize my memories of my dreams so now I barely remember part of maybe one dream from last night.

Several parts of this dream or these dream took place at probably the same fictional college campus on the outskirts of the campus where there was a parking lot by a field with some buildings, and each part of the dream or each dream took place starting from the day until the evening or night.

My parent’s were probably in one part of the dream or one of the dreams that took place in the parking lot during the day, but I can not remember this part of this dream.

In another part of the dream or another dream maybe during the afternoon there was maybe a semi-indoor / outdoor one-story building between the field and the parking lot, and I remember walking through this building which probably had some shelves and various obstacles and turns.

Inside the building in the distance I saw a woman with light-color skin and her overweight teenage(d) son who also had light-color skin who seemed a bit suspicious, and they were walking around also so I tried to keep them in my sights.

At some point they were in a blind spot when I made a left turn at a corner and the woman and her son were waiting for me to ambush me, and the boy had a spray bottle with a clear liquid that he tried to spray in my eyes but he missed or I dodged it.

One of them then tried to attack me (probably with a weapon) but I blocked or dodged the attack because their alcohol in my eyes attack had failed, and once I realized that they were not joking around I quickly and easily defeated them but I can not remember if I killed them or not as I defended myself.

I just remember learning that the clear liquid in the spray bottle was rubbing alcohol, and that this mother and son were probably responsible for various random attacks on people in the city that was reported in the news but no one had known who was carrying out the attacks.

I assume that they would kill people, I have no idea why they were doing this, but they seemed to enjoy this and they had their own strategies for attacking people but they made a mistake when they decided to attack someone like me who has better defensive skills and awareness than the average person.

The next parts of the dreams are unclear so I am not even sure if I was myself or not during parts of this, during the next part or the part after it I was possibly a Tony Stark-like man, but I can not remember.

I just remember the previous attack on me being reenacted by maybe some actresses and actors and stunt doubles, and so I am not sure if I was myself or if I was a Tony Stark-like man who was part of the reenactment of the attack on me that was being filmed and was probably going to be used on the news to show what had happened during the attack on me.

The actress and / or stunt double playing the mother was fitter and shorter and smaller and thinner than the real mother, I or me as the Tony Stark-like man joined the reenactment, and I remember body slamming (scoop slamming) the actress / stunt double who played the mother during the reenactment (she was okay, it was part of the reenactment).

After we finished the filming of the reenactment of the previous attack on me, I remember talking with the actress / stunt double who played the mother, and we both seemed interested in getting to know each other so she probably invited me to an event so we got dressed up in formal wear (she had a nice long white dress) and she walked me to another part of the campus where an outdoor event was taking place during the evening or night.

Everyone was dressed up and some important people were there so this was a formal event, I remember seeing a woman with medium-color skin with short hair who I later learned was the mayor of the city, and I remember a helicopter dropping someone off at the event.

The actress / stunt double and I held hands as we walked around talking at the outdoor event, we both seemed to be interested in each other, and we were having a good time and a good conversation.

At some point the woman told me that she wanted to show me something, and she led me to a one-story building that was in the field near the event.

I needed to defecate so when we got inside the building I asked her where the bathroom was so that I could defecate before she shows me whatever it is that she wanted to show me, and then she led me to a room that she said was the bathroom and there was a toilet in this room so I sat on it to defecate and she left (maybe to the lobby or wherever).

As I was defecating people started walking into the room, first it was probably the mayor who looked at me like maybe the actress / stunt double had set me up and led me here on the mayor’s orders for a meeting or something, and the mayor probably said something to me or looked at me smiling before either leaving the room or staying.

I quickly learned that this seemed to be a college classroom and that students and their professor were arriving for class, and they probably started their class as I sat there on the toilet defecating.

I wanted to leave but they had caught me in the middle of defecating and I had no privacy, and so sitting there until maybe they leave or until I finished seemed to be my best option.

I wondered why was there a working toilet in a classroom, and I wondered if the actress / stunt double had really lured me here as a set up for the mayor and why would the mayor and / or her want to embarrass me like this.

This was a pretty uncomfortable and annoying situation, I was a bit angry, but I actually handled it well as I sat there trying to figure out what to do next but I woke up.

So for the second night in a row I had a toilet dream with feces, strange.

The end,

-John Jr

Having Class In The MZ Baptist Church Parking Lot?

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I can only remember part of the end of my last dream from last night, and the dream took place during a gray day in an outdoor/somewhat indoor classroom with desks and maybe a partial wall in the parking lot of the MZ Baptist Church.

I was a student in this class of children and adults including the actor Patrick Stewart, Ice Cube (O’Shea Jackson Sr.), maybe my former classmate DH, a man with whitish-color skin with medium-to-dark color hair who was probably from somewhere in Europe, an under-sized girl (who the teacher probably nicknamed Little Suzy) with whitish-color skin with yellow hair who wore glasses who probably had a physical disability and learning disability, and more.

Our teacher/professor was an attractive model-like tall thin woman with whitish-color skin and long slightly curled yellow hair who spoke with an accent and who could speak another language that sounded like maybe she was from somewhere in Eastern Europe (Eastern European), and she somewhat reminded me of the actress Tricia Helfer at first but her appearance slightly changed during the dream to where maybe her hair got slightly darker or something like that but I can not remember.

During the entire class there were some students in the back of the classroom who were being rude and were talking non-stop as the teacher teached/taught, oddly the teacher never did say anything to them, and I remember our teacher walking around the room and by our desks as she taught.

Our teacher and one of the students, the man who seemed to be from somewhere in Europe, seemed to have some kind of relationship and they kept looking at each other and the teacher would call on him often and they would sometimes talk to each other in an Eastern European or some kind of other European language but I am not sure what language it was.

The under-sized girl in our class seemed to have difficulty understanding things so she kept asking questions a lot because she was often confused, I remember our teacher talking to the man from Europe asking him to help Little Suzy (which I think was a secret nickname that they both had for her), and this nickname and the way that they talked about her seemed a bit like they were making fun of her and like the teacher was tired of having to keep trying to explain things to Little Suzy so she wanted the man to help her so that she could focus on teaching the rest of the class.

At some point our teacher started talking about something with a strange-sounding name, I had no idea what that was or what the word was, and so I let our teacher know this.

She seemed disappointed like everyone should know what that meant and she explained that the word that she had said was Pre-fall, I explained that I thought that she had said a strange word or name that started with a G, and she explained that Pre-fall referred to before World War II.

And then she continued her lesson, I was interested to hear what she was saying, but I could barely hear what she was saying because of: how far away she was from where I was sitting, the rude students who would not stop talking, and because of her accent that made it a bit harder to understand her.

I remember Patrick Stewart looking angry and annoyed at the rude students, he could barely hear the teacher either, and he kept looking back at the rude students and looking at the teacher hoping that either they would be quiet or the teacher would tell them to be quiet but she never did tell them to be quiet so we both struggled to hear her lesson.

To make things worse our class got interrupted by Ice Cube and someone else riding bicycles and/or motorcycles and/or go-karts through the classroom while goofing around having fun and making a lot of noise, and this seemed to be them acting because this seemed be a scene for a film or commercial or music video being filmed.

But I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

NF And Her Husband Trying To Help Me Move An Automobile?

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I went to bed very late last night, and now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream from last night.

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, and I think that I went somewhere with some of my family like my mom and maybe my former male classmate JC.

One of these places was possibly a fictional apartment and/or house on or near N Street, but I can not remember the details of most of this dream.

At some point I think that my automobile was parked in or got left in my parent’s yard and later in the dream after leaving somewhere else someone dropped me off in the parking lot of another multi-story apartment building, and maybe someone else was supposed to arrive in their automobile to help me and/or to take me to get my automobile again.

There was an old automobile and/or something else in the parking lot that could no longer drive, the person who was supposed to meet me there and I were going to look at it, and if we wanted it we would take it back to my parent’s house and/or somewhere else so that someone could fix it and get it working again.

The person who I was supposed to meet there and who was supposed to help me possibly never arrived, I regretted not bringing my automobile at this point because I wanted to move the old automobile and/or whatever it was to get it back home, and so I tried to figure out what to do.

At some point my female online contact from Germany (German) NF and her husband C arrived, they probably did not have an automobile so maybe they came from the apartment or they walked but I can not remember, and they started trying to help me figure out how to move the old automobile and/or whatever it was back home.

NF’s husband C did not seem interested and like he did not want to help and maybe like he did not like me or something, I am not sure, and it seemed that he was pretending to help while also wasting my time just to be annoying.

Without an automobile to pull it or tow it we would have to push it across town, this would take a while and would be dangerous, and so I tried to find another way.

At some point we started to try pushing it to see if we could move it ourselves, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr