I had several dreams last night but I can not remember most of them now and I did not voice record any of them, I woke up feeling sick to my stomach and I went back to sleep and woke up several times causing me to forget most of my dreams, and so now I can only barely remember part of two dreams.
All that I can remember of this dream is being outside during the day somewhere in the continent of Africa in a field that looked a bit like a fictional version of the field in the city of D across the highway from The SC Motel, I remember walking to a group of people in the field who all had dark brownish colored skin and who lived in this area, except for a woman with whitish colored skin with long dark-colored hair wearing maybe a whitish colored medical-like coat who was there doing a medical procedure on a young woman in the field.
The woman was known for strange medical procedures/so-called cures/treatments/whatever, she probably was not a doctor and most doctors probably considered her to be a fake and her methods to be dangerous, and so I assumed that she was in Africa because some countries/continents probably would not allow her to do what she was doing and it would probably be easier for her to get people to try her methods in the small villages of Africa.
The woman cut open part of the side of the woman’s side near her stomach while she was awake, this was hard to watch and I wondered if she was given pain medicine first, and I wondered why did she cut open her side when they seemed to only be trying to treat maybe an infection or something like that; they said what they were trying to treat, but I can not remember what they said.
The young woman was watching the entire thing like it was not hurting her surprisingly, the woman put one or more plants/herbs inside the young woman’s body along with dirt, and I did not think that this was a good idea to put random dirt inside the body because various living organisms and even non-living things in the dirt can make people sick or even kill them; and the body’s immune system might go crazy trying to attack the foreign material, possibly triggering an autoimmune disease.
The woman then stitched the wound closed and she put more dirt on the outside of it, the medical procedure was done, and I remember walking away; and at some point in the dream I remember asking a male doctor with whitish colored skin wearing glasses and a whitish colored medical coat for his opinion of this medical treatment, his opinion was like I had expected, and he called it unnecessary and dangerous and many other words and he had nothing nice to say about the woman or her treatments but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that in the real world I was feeling sick to my stomach and this was also happening in the dream world, and so it effected/affected this dream which possibly had something to do with me comparing something that involved several people during the day on Eastside near my parent’s street.
The people probably each lived in separate houses/yards as neighbors in formerly abandoned houses/yards, they each had something, and I was comparing them trying to decide who had the best of whatever it was maybe; and so I remember looking at them and asking them questions et cetera, but that is all that I can remember.
I only remember part of the end of one dream unfortunately, I had more dreams and there were more details to this nice little dream, but I forgot them when I woke up to use the bathroom; and I am feeling/getting a bit sick so that effected/affected things as well.
The dream took place during a nice day that might have been a Saturday in D near the R Trailer, the sunlight & colors in the dream were a bit more vivid/colorful than in real life or they looked better than normal (like a very nice spring or summer day), and there were bushes/flowers/plants in this area even though there are no longer any plants like this in this area in real life anymore since my uncle CE cut them down.
I was enjoying the nice weather, plants, moment/the moment/the present et cetera after some other things that had happened earlier in the dream that I can not remember where maybe I had to watch over/babysit something and/or some kids or something like that; but I can not remember exactly.
At some point I started seeing/hearing something either on a TV screen outside or in my mind or projected in the air at eye level near the R Trailer & plants, and it was a trailer for a new fictional independent/small film starring Charlotte Gainsbourg & a few other actors/actresses who I can not remember; and I think that the film was named/called something like: “The Amalgamation Of *Something/Someone* *Something/Someone*” or something like that.
I can not remember what was in the trailer but it seemed like an interesting/creative/wacky/dream-like or a daydream-like low-budget film that the actors/actresses probably enjoyed making, especially Charlotte Gainsbourg.
At some point after the trailer there was an interview with Mrs. Gainsbourg on a Fox News-like channel that reminded me of maybe Fox Business Network or whatever it is called, they both were sitting in a room, and the interviewer asked Mrs. Gainsbourg a question; and Mrs. Gainsbourg started talking about how she enjoyed making her new film and how she likes to sometimes star/appear in small independent films every so often in between her mainstream film roles et cetera, and she spoke in her usual nice soft voice & I noticed that she looked a bit older (just a bit).
Mrs. Gainsbourg then started answering another questions that had not been asked yet, like she had given a lot of interviews this day and she already predicted what the interviewer might ask next, and this question annoyed her it seemed but it was harder to tell due to her usual nice soft voice & tone; it was the words she used that gave me the impression that this question annoyed her.
She started answering the not even asked yet question about some people’s negative reactions to Mrs. Gainsbourg doing a lot of small independent films compared to mainstream large films, she still did both but some people had negative reactions to her doing smaller film projects every so often, and Mrs. Gainsbourg started by saying that her nanny (I am guessing she was referring to a babysitter for her kids and/or her maid) did not complain about this because she knows that she still will get paid & that Mrs. Gainsbourg still has enough money even when doing small film roles that do not pay much.
Mrs. Gainsbourg said that she feels the need to do smaller film projects sometimes, that this helps her in various ways personally, and that she had no plans to stop doing them because she enjoys doing them; and they help her greatly personally in various ways (she might have given a few examples, but the rest was too hard for her to explain and/or too personal).
Mrs. Gainsbourg then said that these critics do not need to worry because she will still star in/appear in large mainstream films which she described as: large multi-million dollar mainstream cookie-cutter, stereotypical, branded/commercial, intellectually challenged, vapid/empty, et cetera things/abominations that no longer even know what they are/who they are trying to reach/what they are trying to say/what their purpose is/et cetera or something like that; and then she gave a quick fake smile to make it easier to see that she was being negative there, since she said all this in her usual nice soft voice & tone.
The interviewer finally started preparing to speak again and this clip of the interview ended, and I was still standing near plants by the R Trailer; and I saw heard someone outside near where my aunt JE’s house is, this area was slightly different with a fictional house in this area as well, and maybe Mr. R was still alive or someone who reminded me of him.
This person (a man) who I somewhat heard & saw through the plants seemed to be trying to look/through the plants from his yard to see what I was doing, he was probably just being curious/nosy/cautious, but I woke up.
I remember part of my last dream from last night, which took place during the day in a fictional country area that is sometimes in my dreams, but I am not sure if it was near the racist neighborhood or not.
I think that I was driving across the country area and at some point I parked on side of the road to explore a trail in the woods, maybe, and this part of the dream seemed pretty real; especially since the plants and the trail looked realistic and some areas had more plants that made it harder, scarier, and more dangerous to continue.
One part of the trail had too many plants and maybe some water for me to cross safely, I was worried about snakes and other wild animals, and so I turned around to walk back to my automobile.
The trail was somewhat long and it curved at some point so it took me a while to get back to my automobile, it was a nice secluded trail, except that it was in a country area where there were some homes & I could hear dogs barking in the distance sometimes; and I feared that I was in the racist neighborhood a bit.
I forgot to mention that I had a nice time enjoying the scenery and the walk, and I probably thought about old dream memories of walking through trails and the woods.
On my way back to my automobile, I think that I saw one of my brother’s pet dogs, and so I got him to follow me; some of the dogs at a home nearby were barking at him and I heard an automobile coming up the road, and so I had the dog follow me to the trail to hide from being seen by someone from the racist neighborhood.
I was not sure if they were from the racist neighborhood or if this was the racist neighborhood, I was just being cautious to avoid getting shot, and then I had the dog follow me to walk through the trail again; and once we reached the area with a lot of plants & maybe water, we turned around to walk back to my automobile.
Once back at the automobile the dog ran toward some of the dogs at one of the homes, and so I had to get him to follow me back to my automobile; and then I put the dog inside of my automobile, and then I started to drive away but I woke up.