Robert Pattinson + Playgrounds & Parks + Fallout 4 Energy Weapons = ?

I only remember part of my last dream from last night which was probably partly inspired by me thinking about and playing the video game Fallout 4 last night before going to sleep, but important parts of the dream are missing so it does not make as much sense.

FALLOUT 4 (Honest Game Trailers)

I think that the dream took place during the day, and at some point in the dream I was at a small fictional playground / park that was on concrete / pavement instead of grass, and some of my family was probably there with me at first until they maybe left at some point.


Talking With A Morena Baccarin-Like Woman

This dream was partly inspired by TFS Plays: Fallout 4, and this Double Toasted video that I watched last night before going to sleep (I can not remember the parts of the dream that were inspired by this video):

All that I can remember of this dream is that at some point during the dream I was outside during the day in a field with greenish colored grass where there were various structures that started on the ground and that went up high in the sky, and they looked like a combination of an obstacle course and playground equipment combined with something else.

There were Super Mutants from the Fallout video games there and maybe some other threats, there were some other people and I there who had to try to survive while moving and climbing through this area, and so we fought the Super Mutants and other threats as we moved through this area.

This part of the dream was a bit like the Fallout video games, we had weapons like guns that we sometimes used to kill Super Mutants in self-defense, and I was probably able to use V.A.T.S (Vault-Tec Assisted Targeting System).

This part of the dream was possibly symbolic in some ways (during the dream I remember thinking that some parts of this dream were symbolic, and possibly meant something but I was not sure what exactly), even though I was seeing and experiencing this, I was possibly somewhere else in the dream talking to someone (possibly on the telephone) when this was all going on; and so maybe it was like a daydream within a dream or dream within a dream or I was in two places at the same time or I magically jumped back and forth between two different parts of the dream, but I am not sure.

Later in the dream I remember being inside a house waiting in either a living room or a family room like I was at the house of one or more of the parent’s of one of my former classmates, and I was walking around the room and the curtains were closed but I possibly could tell that it was probably still daytime.

At some point AC the younger sister of my former male classmate JC walked into the room with me, she looked younger again and slightly different, and she seemed a bit depressed.

She sat down and we started talking about some of her problems, things that she wrote in her diary which was on a table near her, and some of her family problems; and I gave her some words of encouragement and some advice, and I shared things about myself and some of my similar problems.

We got interrupted by her fictional younger preteen brother who had whitish colored skin with short hair and maybe some freckles who was the annoying younger brother stereotype, he started to annoy her and they argued, and she told me about the many annoying things that her brother does; and he said things that he did not like about her.

This was a bit funny to me because it made me think of family and my relationship with my brothers, I started to talk to them about family and how we can be annoying to each other at times, and I said some positive things about this which helped to calm their argument and improve the mood.

A beautiful woman who looked like the actress Morena Baccarin entered the room, she was the step-mother or girlfriend of the father of one or more of the siblings of my former classmate JC, and we sat on the couch and we had a great conversation.

I remember her smiling and actually being interested in what I had to say, it was great having a great conversation with someone who is actually also enjoying the conversation and who seems like they really want to be there, and I enjoyed being there with her.

I was a bit nervous and uncomfortable at first so I ended up being in my energized nervous mode where parts of my brain shutdown or get clouded and when I am having a good conversation I get energized and I start sharing way too much information about myself and others, and at some point I started talking about my brother CC.

I told her how my brother CC moved out of the house a few days after graduating from high school to move in with his girlfriend and start college, he joined the military and left for recruit training without finishing his first semester of college, during his break from recruit training before his next training he surprised us by marrying his girlfriend so we went to the wedding the next morning after he told us, but then our conversation got interrupted.

Somehow I was talking to her in person at first but then this changed to where I was walking around my parent’s house talking to her on a telephone, my dad was working on the clothes dryer when he heard me talking about my brother CC, and he started making a comment about me telling too much information about him.

I put the phone against my chest or shoulder quickly without saying hold on, so that I could talk to my dad and explain, and he was correct and I told him so; and so I was going to stop that and apologize, and then I went to see if she was still on the phone.

I heard her talking to my former classmate JC about his fictional ex-wife or ex-girlfriend, my former classmate JC said that after his divorce or break-up with his ex-wife or ex-girlfriend, that she told a federal government agency about how he sometimes shoots guns at his family’s old abandoned GB House and yard (property) out in the country by a forest (not shooting at the house itself, but doing target practice out there because it is out in the country near a forest and abandoned); and so this federal government agency went to The GB House (Property) to investigate these claims.

They saw evidence that this was true and for some reason they put out a warrant for the arrest of my former classmate JC like maybe it was illegal for him to shoot guns out there, while I was listening to their conversation I noticed some newspaper articles with pictures on a wall in my parent’s house that my mom had cut out and pinned on the wall, and they seemed to about the arrest of my former classmate JC because of this situation that he was talking about.

The newspaper articles and pictures explained the situation that my former classmate JC was telling after the warrant was put out for his arrest, instead of turning himself in he hid for months, and the pictures showed the day that he was caught; and the first newspaper article and picture was titled: Hot Redhead Finally Gets Caught.

The picture showed a man with somewhat overgrown reddish colored hair and reddish colored facial hair like he had not had a haircut or a shave in months, the picture was unclear and shot from far away but it looked like it was probably my former classmate JC, he was standing in a forest behind some bushes with some cows in front of him like he had been hiding there when the police (whoever) arrived to arrest him, and I assume that this was in the forest by The GB House (Property) that his family owns.

It seemed that he had been hiding and living out there for months and that it was a popular topic during that time in the local newspapers, the journalist who took these photographs got them as police had him surrounded but you could not see the police at first, but the other photographs showed him being arrested and put in a police car.

I guess he went to jail but was out now and was living with some of his siblings who have a different father than him, his mom and dad are dead, and I remember feeling sorry for him as I heard this and I saw how he looked in those photographs.

It seemed that he had never recovered after the death of his mom who died over a year ago, who died years after his dad died, and so he looked like a different person and like he was still suffering and he seemed a bit worn and depressive like his sister AC; but he also seemed more rough and rugged and strong and tough.

Earlier I had been at the house waiting to see him and talk to him but now I was magically at my parent’s house listening to his conversation waiting for the woman (the wife or girlfriend of the father of one or more of my former classmate JC’s siblings) to realize that I was still on the phone line with her, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


Dating Fiona Apple

Source: Wikimedia Commons

Dream 1

This dream was partly inspired by the fact that this morning in the real world the new washing machine and clothes dryer was supposed to arrive and be installed while I was still sleeping, and so this dream involved that.

All that I can remember of this dream is that I woke up in the dream in my bed and it was morning and my parent’s house was bigger than in real life, I heard two men talking to my dad further inside the house who were there to install the new washing machine and dryer, and so I tried to go back to sleep; and I also heard some voices of fictional unknown people including some children who sounded like they were in the living room.

As I was trying to go back to sleep the two men and my dad entered the bedroom room where I was trying to sleep, both of the men wore maybe blueish colored work uniform button shirts with blue jeans and blueish colored baseball-style work hats, and one of the men was somewhat large and maybe bald with dark-brownish colored skin and the other man had whitish colored skin.

For some strange unknown reason they needed to move my bed so I got out of bed and I moved my bed, they did something that I can not remember and then they left the room, and while I was standing there alone a fictional girl with dark-brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair that was braided with some colorful plastic beads entered the bedroom asking me some questions.

The girl was the strong independent somewhat loud and sassy type who was not afraid to speak her mind, she probably had strong body language and she probably had one of her hands on her hip as she spoke, and our conversation probably went something like this:

Girl: You live here?

Me: Yes.

Girl: Do you own this house?

Me: No, my parent’s own this house, this is their house.

Girl: How old are you?

Me: I told her my age.

Girl: Did you finish school (she was referring to college)?

Me: No, I went to college but I did not finish.

Girl: Do you have a job?

Me: No, not at this time.

Girl: So basically you are a failure?

Me: Yes.

Girl: You are too old to be still living with your parent’s and to not have a job and to have not finished college, we need to fix this now, I am going to talk to my aunt; and we are going to have to get you a job and get you back in college, and hopefully you will eventually get your own place to live. (Her version was not this nice, but I can not remember how she said it)

I can not remember what I said but I know that the girl left to talk to her aunt who was possibly in the living room, and later in the dream I saw the girl outside somewhere; and we talked again about her mission to help me get a job, return to college, and get my own place to stay but I can not remember the details.

I just know that she was probably going to keep bothering me until all three of those things happened like it was her own personal mission, and so I knew that I would be seeing her again soon; but that is all that I can remember of the parts of the dream with the girl.

At some point during the dream I was inside my parent’s house and I had several fictional brothers with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair, one of these brothers was a younger version of the actor Leonardo DiCaprio, and one of these fictional brothers was having an argument with our dad; and I remember my mom being near the argument.

For some unknown reason my other fictional brothers were also living at our parent’s house even though one of them was Leonardo DiCaprio, who is a rich and famous actor, and during the argument my dad got so angry that he told my brother who he was arguing with that he had to move out of the house; and then he said that all of my brothers and I had to move out of the house, my mom protested this, but my dad was still angry and did not change his mind (I felt that he would probably change his mind eventually).

I remember my brother DiCaprio saying that it was okay and that my other brother or brothers and I could join him and stay with him because he was going to get us a place to live, so we packed up some of our stuff, and we left in several automobiles; and it was daytime outside, and at some point we got stopped in the highway near the BB Grocery Store on Westside or on side of it by our parent’s who had followed us in my dad’s automobile.

We stood in or near the highway talking with them, we ended up having a positive conversation with our dad and he changed his mind and everyone apologized to each other, and then I remember my mom asking us if we remembered when they used to bring us here; and she pointed to an empty fenced-in field with some trees next to the BB Grocery Store on Westside.

It took me a moment to remember but suddenly I had memories and feelings of how this place used to look and of some of the times that my parent’s used to take me there when I was a kid, these memories were so realistic that when I woke up I am still not sure if they are real or not (probably not), and in the memories it was a small playground that you could reach by maybe walking across a land bridge past trees and maybe there was some water below the land bridge.

In my memories the look, the feelings, the clothing, the hairstyles, et cetera were realistic for those time periods; and I had feelings of enjoying the times that we went there, it seemed that some parent’s would bring their kids there sometimes in the mornings maybe, and so I saw other kids and their parent’s there in many of the memories.

I remembered so much that I was able to describe how things used to look, what things had changed, and when it got closed down and cleared out and the land bridge was destroyed and the water got filled in so it was gone now; and so now it was only a field with some trees, and I remember feeling excited from those memories and I was excitingly describing everything to the others but I woke up.

Dream 2

This dream was probably partly inspired by me watching some live performances old and new of the song On The Bound by Fiona Apple on YouTube last night after this song played for the first time in a while when I was listening to music on my Mp3 player using the shuffle option as usual so that I can hear music played randomly.

I am not sure if I was myself or not in the dream and all that I can remember of this dream is that it took place inside of a one-story house that I assume belonged to Fiona Apple, in the dream Mrs. Apple had the habit of having short but very passionate relationships that she would abruptly end probably because she would get bored, and in this dream we were dating.

Most of the dream was a montage of us at her slightly dimly lit house involving our very passionate and physical relationship with a lot of sex, cuddling, et cetera around the house in different rooms; and the montage ended after one of the times where we had sex around the house that eventually ended in maybe a kitchen storage room or somewhere strange like that, and we were laying there probably naked and cuddling.

We looked and felt happy and content, Mrs. Apple was laying against me smiling, and then she told me that she was breaking up with me; and I was confused because things were going good, and she even said this while smiling and looking content as we laid there cuddling after just having passionate sex around the house.

I told her this and I asked her why, I think that she agreed that things were good but that maybe she was bored now and that it was time to move on to something or someone new, and I probably asked her to reconsider but she said that it was over.

We both agreed that we both had a good time and that we made some good memories together that we could look back on years from now and smile, I accepted the end of our relationship, and we continued laying there enjoying the moment until it was time for me to get up to pack up my stuff and leave but I woke up.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside a one-story shopping mall and I walked inside of a buffet inside the mall, and standing at the cash register where you pay before getting your food I saw a man who seemed to be the Christian Pastor and Bishop T.D. Jakes standing behind a woman who I assumed was his wife (Serita Ann Jakes) as she stood closer to the cash register while he stood back with a neutral facial expression.

I did not get a good look at the rest of the buffet restaurant because the entrance area did not give you a good view of it, the entrance area had slightly dim lighting and maybe reddish colored carpet, and this gave the entrance area a special look and created a bit of mood.

T.D. Jakes looked a bit bored or like maybe he did not want to be there but I could not read his neutral-negative facial expression, I said hello to him but he only nodded back so I did not get a close enough look at him and I did not get to hear his voice to confirm if it was really him or not; but I woke up as I waited for his wife to finish paying or whatever she was doing in front of the cash register.

The end,

-John Jr


A Classroom With A View Of A Playground

I forgot all of my dreams from last night except for barely part of the end of my last dream, which took place inside a dimly lit school building with a few windows in an open lobby, and I was waiting in line (possibly several lines) with some other people for something that I can not remember.

My former female classmate DC was one of the people in line with me, it is possible that one or two other former classmates of mine were there too among the other people in line but I am not sure, and I remember talking with my former classmate DC sometimes as we waited in line.

In front of the line was a counter with one or more women behind it, the woman who I remember being behind the counter was a short somewhat older woman with whitish colored skin with short dark-colored hair who somewhat reminded me of my Kindergarten teacher and my ACT Prep teacher in high school, and she was very slow at her job and she liked to talk a lot with each person; and so she was the reason why the line was moving so slowly.

At some point when it was almost our turn in line, the woman behind the counter kept wasting time stopping to talk to the person in front of us and even to me (talking to her was nice, but she was holding up the line) sometimes between doing her job very slowly, and so my former classmate DC got so angry/annoyed that she finally could not hold it in anymore; and my former classmate DC told the woman to do her job, stop moving so slow, and stop stopping to talk to each person or for another worker to replace her.

The woman behind the counter got angry and both of them started arguing with each other, I tried to calm the situation but it was not working, and so the woman behind the counter decided to retaliate by completely stopping the movement of the line; and her and the other workers forced us to all go to a classroom and sit down until they decide to open the line again.

The classroom had some windows with a view to the playground and we sat in chairs at long tables as our punishment waiting for them to open the line again, it was pretty annoying and I just wanted to do whatever it was that I had waited in line for all that time, but I was willing longer if necessary.

After waiting for a while quietly we were rewarded by being allowed to stand up and walk around the room if we wanted to but we still had to wait inside the room, I took this opportunity to walk by the windows to look outside at the playground because I recognized this place and the playground, and there was another playground and school near the playground that I also recognized.

I had false memories (maybe some from earlier forgotten parts of the dream or from past dreams) of having went to school in this school building and the other school building, I had false memories of having played on both playgrounds back when I went to school at both of these schools, and they were positive memories; and so I took this time to enjoy  thinking about these false memories (some of them I thought about in detail almost like short dreams within dreams maybe or flashbacks) as I looked out of the windows at the playgrounds and the other school building waiting for the women to open the line again.

My mood was positive now and I tried to help improve the mood for the others by talking about positive things and about some of my false memories with my former classmate DC and some of the others, but I woke up as I was doing this.

The end,

-John Jr


Dreams At A College Campus While Needing To Urinate

Source: Wikipedia

I forgot almost all of my dreams from last night because during the night I kept trying to sleep even as my body kept warning me that I needed to urinate as I dreamed so this effected/affected my dreams, my sleep, and my dream recall; and so all that I can remember is either part of one dream or part of several connected dreams, I can not remember if it was one or several dreams, so I will separate them as separate dreams.

Dream 1

The first dream possibly involved me playing the video game Far Cry 3 again and/or being inside the video game, and I probably dreamed of some more things but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of the second dream is that my memory of it is so flawed/unclear that I will not be able to properly describe the dream, and so expect errors as I try to make sense of it/guess what happened based on my flawed memory of the dream.

The dream took place during the day at what seemed to be a college campus and I was probably a student, there was a man with me, and one and/or both of us had a mother and/or mentor and/or trainer and/or teacher who I think was referred to as a witch who could use magic/special abilities/powers/et cetera; and I think that the witch had an even older woman who was her mother and/or mentor and/or trainer and/or teacher.

At some point at the end of the dream I remember being inside a windowless building with them at the college that was possibly restricted or we were not supposed to be there after a certain time but I am not sure, and maybe the witch killed her mother/mentor/teacher/trainer for her power and/or to become the new leader and/or for some other reasons.

The witch then probably tried to get us to join her and probably use our magic/powers/special abilities for things that I/we thought were negative/wrong, there was an argument/debate/conversation, and then maybe we fought and/or got attacked by police/security; and maybe the witch was defeated/killed, but I can not remember.

I just know that this dream was more interesting and detailed than I can remember, and so what I typed is probably a poor and incorrect representation of that dream.

Dream 3

The third dream took place during the day at the same college probably and I was with some of my former male classmates like KW and SB hanging out, I remember needing to urinate but we had to leave one of the buildings because it was restricted or closed, and so we went outside to a college field/courtyard that I went to several times in forgotten parts of one or more dreams from last night; and I started urinating against the pole of a covered area where you could sit and/or hangout because there was no bathroom available.

As I was urinating suddenly people were around us/the area even though there was no one else around at first, there were students studying and talking et cetera, and parents watching their kids play on playground equipment; and so someone probably saw me urinating so I stopped, I already felt bad enough urinating outside, and so I still did not finish urinating and we left in case someone called the police/security and I felt embarrassed and because kids/people were around but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

The fourth/last dream involved my former male classmate JC and I driving back from probably the same college in the other dreams to the city of D during the evening or night, I still needed to urinate, and so we stopped at maybe Walgreens once we reached the city of D; but the store was very crowded and a long line of people were waiting to use the bathroom, and so I still was not able to urinate.

We decided to leave and continue our journey until I could find a bathroom to urinate, but I woke up needing to urinate in real life; and I finally got up to use the bathroom.

There are a lot more details to these dreams that I can not remember unfortunately, but maybe I will remember more details later.

The end,

-John Jr