A Malcom X Assassination Documentary | A Marc Rebillet-Like Live Performance | The BP Library Looks Different

Dream 1

I am not sure if this dream involved time travel or not, it possibly took place in the past and in the present, but I am not sure.

I just know that the dream involved a man and woman who were dating and who went on a date to an event that the man had two tickets for, and this happened around the time that either Malcolm X or another male civil / human rights activist got assassinated; and so the woman and man got interrogated by the police during their investigation into the assassination.

There were some unanswered questions involving the couple, the man claimed to not remember certain details, and even many years later the couple still could not answer certain questions and claimed to not know certain things.

Maybe someone was doing a documentary / investigation about this, the couple were part of it, and so the dream jumped between the past and present with interviews with the couple and moments of them back at the scenes of some of the events from that day when Malcolm X / whoever was assassinated either during or after or before their date.

The couple claimed to not remember who they got the tickets from or who got them or where they got them et cetera, they claimed that the tickets were not for a specific event but would allow them access into either of the events taking place inside the building that day, and that the event that they went to was a stand-up comedy show with a male comedian whose comedy style involved complaining about current generations et cetera compared to those in the past.

Some people were possibly a little suspicious of the couple, and so who ever was doing this documentary or whatever were taking extra time trying to see if they could learn something new from them that may help in solving some unanswered questions into Malcolm X’s assassination.

That is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream involved a Marc Rebillet-like musician having a live musical performance that kept getting wilder and crazier as time went on, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

This dream involved me going to work at The BP Library but the building looked completely different so I was not sure where things were or what I was supposed to do, and many of my coworkers were there.

I remember walking around confused and trying to find where everything and everyone was while trying to figure out what I was supposed to work on.

Our work areas were spread around the building and were not completely closed off and the work areas were more like a combination of the patron areas combined with the work areas, and so I was able to walk from open room to open room finding coworkers and work areas.

My coworkers Mrs. J and Mr. JM were working on computer / internet stuff, I remember Mrs. J trying to help our coworker Mrs. MW with a computer problem, and they were mostly in one or more computer lab-like areas.

Some other coworkers I saw included: Mr. CF, maybe my female coworker JB, my supervisor Mrs. JM, my female coworker CR, maybe my female coworker DT, maybe my female coworker TR, maybe my female coworker MA, maybe Mrs. RB, maybe Mrs. MB, et cetera.

I remember finding CR in maybe a computer lab-like area, she was seemed distant and dismissive, and I asked her what was I supposed to work on but she dismissively told me that she did not know and she went back to what she was doing.

Eventually I started walking through maybe a store-like area that had a hard floor, the next thing that I remember is being outside riding on a tall and wide vehicle that looked like some kind of city vehicle / farm vehicle, but I am not sure who was driving it.

The weather outside looked like a storm was coming, the vehicle was so tall and wide that it was hitting some tree branches and knocking some down, and eventually it knocked a power (electric) line down either on my uncle WC’s street or my parent’s street which caused the electricity at The BP Library to go out.

But I woke up as we approached my parent’s yard.

The end,

-John Jr

A Mind Control Program Using Orphan Children?

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Last night I woke up and I went back to sleep several times and I had several continuing and connected dreams, I am not sure in what order they go in and I can not remember most of them, but I will type what I remember as one dream even though it was not one dream.

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I was at The B Parish Library where I work as a shelver, and I was working on my shelver job checking in items in the shelving room but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

I am not sure if this happened next or later but I remember being back at my shelver job at The B Parish Library on another day I assume, and I was once again checking in items.

My female coworker Mrs. D, who is teaching me during most of my checking in training, was there training me to check in items when suddenly the electricity in the library went out.

We waited for the electricity to come back on but it never did, and so we could not finish checking in items so I assume that work was cancelled for the day and we probably left but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

This part of the dream possibly took place before the previous part but I can not remember, I remember being in the yard of The E House during the day, and I went inside the laundry building that is outside by the fig tree.

Inside the laundry building I saw a cooler on the floor with a few dead fish on the floor near it, and so I move the dead fish outside the laundry building.

I opened the cooler to find some more dead fish, some ice (most of it was melted), and two cans of Coca-Cola (Coke) soda.

It seemed that someone had went fishing and so the dead fish were on ice but most of the ice was melted, and a few fish did not make it into the cooler so those two or three dead fish were probably no longer any good so I had them on the ground outside for now.

I took one of the cans of Coca-Cola for myself and I took the cooler outside to drain all the water off, and then I was going to add some more ice to it from a small ice reserve inside the cooler that was in its own separate part of the cooler.

After draining off all the water I added the  last of the ice to the cooler, and then I put the cooler back inside the laundry building.

Something strange happened where the dream possibly jumped to a story following some orphan children who all had whitish-colored skin and all of them I heard talk had British accents, and several of them were saying how they were tired of what was happening to them and they were talking about protesting and/or something like that.

I remember hearing a female voice tell them something about maybe how all of this was being done to them for a reason, and that one day when they are adults they will be called upon and/or activated for various reason(s) and so they were being trained/programmed/brain-washed/conditioned/whatever to prepare them for that time and/or something like that.

The woman’s voice possibly ended their inspiration and made them give up on the protest idea since it seemed that hidden microphones had probably allowed their conversation to be heard and so I then remember them sadly and disappointingly going into or being in a large windowless probably underground room with many orphan children with whitish-colored skin who had British accents (so I assume that this probably secret underground facility was probably located in The United Kingdom), they were all dressed the same in simple poor maybe gray uniforms/outfits/clothing, they seemed to all sleep on the floor on maybe mats, and there was probably a large screen on the left side of the room that was probably used as part of their training/brain-washing/conditioning/et cetera which probably included torture and other things besides the poor conditions to break these orphan children down mentally/emotionally/socially/physically.

This place looked pretty depressing and the orphan children looked the same, they probably looked a bit dirty too, and it seemed that someone/something/some group was gathering orphan children here as part of some mind control program and to use them for various purposes now (these orphans were probably forced to work and do other things as well) and in the future as adults (maybe mind controlled sleeper agents, et cetera).

The screen probably started to play something so the orphan children stood up to watch it with their depressing facial expressions, but some of the children were inspired to protest after hearing those other children from earlier so some of the children started yelling angrily at the screen about their protest and encouraging other to protest and maybe rebel.

This all reminded me of The Two Minutes Hate from the book and film for Nineteen Eighty-Four:

The children who had come up with the idea to protest earlier had since given up on the idea after the female voice spoke to them earlier, and so these children tried to stop the others from protesting and they tried to get them to be quiet before the voice says something again.

Before the protest could spread a voice spoke over an intercom I assume, probably the same female voice from earlier, and the voice said something that I can not remember that reminded them of something which also included reminders of the punishments if they continue to protest and/or even think about rebelling.

Once again this female voice broke their inspiration and the protest ended, and the children sadly and disappointingly continued to do as they were told and watch and listen to the screen and do whatever it said, and whatever the voice told them to do et cetera.

Shortly after this the dream probably jumped back to me in the laundry building, I probably got my Coca-Cola, turned off the lights, closed the door, and went outside to drink my soda while maybe thinking about what I had just saw and heard et cetera.

But I woke up,

-John Jr

Ordering Food And A Natural Disaster

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All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day, at some point during the dream someone else and I were inside a building, and my former coworker Mr. LS worked there.

There were various types of food being sold there, maybe frozen and unfrozen, and maybe sold individually and maybe wholesale by possibly different sellers.

They had a menu and/or catalog of the food that you could buy from each possible seller, and so we were looking through it and asking questions and ordering the food that we wanted as we talked with my former coworker Mr. LS.

After we finished our order, the next thing that I remember is maybe being inside my parent’s house or a fictional version of my parent’s house with the same unknown person from earlier in the dream, and I remembered some people telling us that maybe a natural disaster had happened and that the electricity got damaged by the disaster.

The wind had probably blown things around damaging things, and more types of damage was caused by this disaster.

I probably wanted to heat up some of the food that we bought but the electricity was not working like they said, and the next thing that I remember is us walking in the field across from the C Elementary School.

Oddly there was a baby in the field alone near an electrical outlet that was smoking because it had been damaged by the storm, so maybe there was a small fire there and in some other places in the city, and so the damage to the electrical system of the city was bad and there were probably some fires causing even more damage.

I probably made sure that the baby was away from the smoking electrical outlet, I wondered if and should and how could we stop it from smoking, and I remember wondering why was there an electrical outlet in the middle of the field for no clear reason and why was there a baby in the field alone.

I wondered what kind of natural disaster had caused this damage, who was this baby for, and more but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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