At A Police Station In Africa

In this dream, I was at a police station in Africa, but I can not remember if I was a police officer or not.

The police there were lazy, I remember making various suggestions to help them improve things, and I probably started to do things myself because they would not.

Flying And Trying To Use Other Dream Powers

Kane Hodder in Jason X (2001)
Titles: Jason X
People: Kane Hodder
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I do not feel like typing my dreams today, and so I will try typing short versions of my dreams without all the details today; but I usually fail at this and end up typing most of the details. 😀

Dream 1

This dream took place during the day in the city of D, there was a small fictional new Chinese-style restaurant that opened inside a building near Burger King, and there were rumors about this restaurant like: possible illegal activities, possible health code violations, maybe a connection to organized crime, and maybe that it was a front for something else.

Starring In An Emilio Estevez Detective Movie

I forgot my other dreams after getting awakened suddenly by my alarm, and so now I can only remember part of the end of my last dream.

The dream involved a movie that was being filmed, Emilio Estevez was the director and he was also starring in the movie, his father Martin Sheen was also in the movie, and I was in the movie as well.

Pacing Outside Waiting On My Dad

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Unfortunately I forgot all of my dreams except for the most boring part of one dream, part of my memory of one or two more dreams returned to me in a flash, but they left my mind immediately.

All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that it took place during the day, and maybe my dad drove me and him in his automobile to a fictional grass area next to the train tracks by The D City Hall and The D Police Station and across from the parking lot across the street from The BP Library.

I am not sure if we parked on the grass on the left side of the train tracks near the parking lot across from the library or on the right side, either way I know that we were closer to The D Police Station, but we were not on their property when my dad parked his automobile on the grass near the train tracks.

I am not sure why my dad parked there or what he was doing, I just know that we got out of his automobile, and I paced back and forth from the parking lot to the police station as I waited for my dad to do whatever he was doing.

I was wearing my gray hooded sweatshirt (hoodie) and I had the hood on, and I paced back and forth hoping that the police did not think that I was a threat or crazy or a protester or something as I waited for my dad.

As I paced back and forth I saw some people in the distance where the gazebo is or should be to the left of city hall, I heard them talking and one or more of them knew my dad, and maybe they saw my dad and started trying to talk to him.

I probably hoped that my dad would hurry up with whatever he was doing, but that is all that I can remember of this boring part of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

Fighting In A Mixed Martial Arts Tournament And Getting Training Offers

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All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that during some part of the dream I decided to enter a mixed martial arts (MMA) tournament even though I have no real martial arts training (except for maybe a one or two-hour self-defense class for women that my male cousin DE and I went to with my mom once when we were kids), and I did not even prepare for this tournament.

In the dream it was a sudden decision, I found out about the tournament late, and then I entered the tournament.

I am not sure how many fights I fought, I just remember part of my last fight, and in my last fight I fought a man who looked like a tougher and more muscular version of the actor Jeffrey Donovan.

The man and I had a good and long almost evenly matched fight, and I was using my grappling skills mostly because his striking skills were probably better than mine.

There was something about my former male classmate JC in this dream but I can not remember what, I assume that my opponent and my fight against him reminded me of my former classmate JC, and of the only time that I lost a grappling match in my adult life so far.

In real life back when I was in college my former classmate JC and I had a grappling match in our college dorm room for fun to see who would win, we were roommates, and some of our former classmates and current collegemates and current roommates watched our grappling match.

My former classmate JC and I were about evenly matched, he was a bit taller and maybe heavier than me, and he had more grappling experience because him and his male cousin L were fans of professional wrestling.

We had a long and good grappling match, my former classmate JC has strange bone/joint/muscle structure (he can pop out and bend parts of his body in strange ways) et cetera so most of my submission moves would not work against him during our grappling match, and so during our grappling match that gave him an advantage so eventually I got too tired and he eventually won thanks to his strange joint/bone/muscle structure and more grappling experience.

That is the only time in my adult life that I have ever lost a grappling match, my grappling record as an adult so far is 1 loss and 1 draw and who knows how many wins, but it has been years since I had a grappling match because the people I know are too afraid of losing again I guess.

Anyway, I assume that my fight in the dream reminded me of this, but I could be wrong.

My fight in the dream was similar to my grappling match against my former classmate JC, without the strange joint/bone/muscle structure problem, and once again my opponent was more experienced and a bit taller and heavier than me and we were almost evenly matched so it was a close back and forth fight.

I can not remember the outcome of the fight, unfortunately, and the next part of the dream that I remember took place in the future.

I remember walking outside during maybe late in the afternoon or early evening across a parking lot near a police station/police academy-like building where there were many police officers (but most were probably wearing police workout clothes instead of their usual uniforms or had changed out of their uniforms because there shifts were probably over) but I do not remember seeing a jail or any inmates or any people reporting crimes, it just seemed like a place where police officers can train/exercise/take showers/eat/maybe sleep/et cetera.

As I was walking a male police officer with whitish-color skin stopped me because he said that I looked familiar, he recognized me and he told me that he fought me once, and then I recognized him as the last person I fought in the mixed martial arts tournament (the man who looked like a tougher and more muscular version of the actor Jeffrey Donovan).

Now that we both recognized and remembered each other we started walking and talking to the police station, and he walked me inside the back of the building where the locker rooms and gym and areas like that are inside the police station/police academy-like building.

We talked about our fight, I told him that I had no real martial arts training and that I had entered the tournament without preparing, and this surprised him because he said that I did a good job during our fight.

He said that he was trained in mixed martial arts by an older man, who had whitish-color skin with white/gray hair and beard who was possibly also a police officer and I saw flashbacks of this man training him and this man was the old mean rough tough no-nonsense type who possibly had an accent (maybe Irish or Scottish or something like that), and he also had some hand-to-hand combat training as a police officer of course.

I remember him saying that maybe he had won our fight but this was said as he was going to mention something else so I did not get any details and I was not sure if he really was talking about our fight or not, I still did not remember the outcome of our fight, and so I was going to ask him if he had won the fight or not because I could not remember but I did not ask him.

He was in a good mood and was excited now that he had found me, and he offered to train me in mixed martial arts and he wanted me to join him in competing in more mixed martial arts tournaments for money and because it seemed like he liked to challenge himself.

He was acting like a bro, into manly stuff and sports and partying et cetera and he was trying to get me to join in because I had impressed him during our fight, and he felt that I had a lot more potential especially once I got some training and he said that they could use some skilled/tough people/fighters like me.

I was not sure about the tournament stuff and bro lifestyle, but I definitely was interested in getting some training in mixed martial arts and getting in better shape so I accepted his offer to train me in mixed martial arts.

We finished our conversation, he was very excited, and we said goodbye and that he would see me again on our first training day which would be inside this police station/police academy-like building.

As I was walking away I remember seeing an athletic female police officer with whitish-color skin with very short medium-to-dark color hair who was dressed like and looked like she was about to exercise or had just finished (she was dressed like a recruit in training, maybe a gray T-shirt with police logo, and workout pants or shorts), and somehow we ended up in a conversation (she caught my attention and I probably overheard her saying something to some other police officers).

The female police officer told me that she was trying to train in mixed martial arts (for exercise, self-defense, sport, fun, et cetera) but she was having difficulty getting any of the other police officers to train with her and/or to train her, and so I offered to train with her.

So now I was set to train with two different police officers in mixed martial arts, I was not sure how I was going to do this, and so I thought about seeing if I could get us to all train together.

I was too busy talking with the female police officer and we were having a good conversation so I probably did not bring up the other male police officer, we seemed to have more in common compared to the male police officer, and so I was interested in getting to know her and I felt that we would probably become friends (maybe even more) and have a good time working out and training together.

I was more interested in training with her than with the male police officer, but I woke up shortly after saying goodbye and that we would see each other again on our first training day at this police station/police academy-like building.

Before I woke up I paused to think about whether I should tell the female police officer about the male police officer now or if I should wait until our first training day, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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