What If A President Is The One Leaking Information To Another Government?

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All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that it was evening, and my brother GC and I were in an automobile at a fast food restaurant that was probably a slightly fictional version of the McDonald’s in the city of D and it was in the same location that it is in real life.

I am not sure if I was driving or not but I will assume that I was driving, and I remember slightly passing the first window by accident because there was another window that was between the usual first and second windows so I had to reverse to the first window.

An obese female employee with medium-color skin was at this window, and I remember her starting to talk to my brother GC after we maybe paid for our food and she asked us to pull up to the middle window where they could talk more privately.

In the dream this female employee was a woman who(m) my brother GC pays to braid his hair sometimes so she also had a hair braider / hairdresser / hair stylist side job that she did from her home, and so she was talking with my brother GC about setting up his next hair braiding appointment.

After this we waited in line so that we could go to the last window to get our food, during this time I started thinking about and then daydreaming about a what if situation, and that what if situation was: what if a president is the person leaking information to another government?.

These thoughts and this daydream then became its own dream within a dream so I was switched to this dream within a dream where I was either just an observer whose thoughts controlled this dream and / or I was the president in this dream, and this dream within a dream was being made up as I thought / daydreamed this what if situation.

This dream within a dream took place during the night at a presidential residence where the president was, the president was a man with light-color skin, and the president had been leaking information to an old government agent of some kind with light-color skin with white / gray hair who was from another country’s government (probably a rival government or former rival who was still considered somewhat of a threat).

The president of this country had probably been leaking information to this other country’s government agent for a while, and they would meet in person secretly to exchange this information each time.

The other country’s government agent was probably an old experienced intelligence agent / spy, the president and him seemed to maybe know each other or they had a good relationship like one between former rival spies who were now friends, but who knows.

The president and this government agent were supposed to be meeting secretly in a few minutes, and so the president had to try to sneak past his security to reach the secret meeting location.

It was night and the president was in his room so he pretended to be going to the bathroom so that his security would not follow him, and after that he sneaked to a series of possibly secret tunnels and halls under the presidential residence.

As this dream within a dream took place my thoughts would shape this dream so my thoughts changed this dream in real-time in various ways like one time I remember trying to figure out how they would communicate with each other, mobile phones and things like that would probably not be an option, and then I thought about radio communication which caused the dream to show the government agent using an old radio communication device until I said that would not work and it disappeared.

I could not see a way that they could communicate secretly with devices so I assumed that they would secretly pass a physical message or sign or signal to each other in person that would indicate the meeting location and time, and then they would just show up during that time at that place.

The underground tunnels and halls were pretty dark and there were many rooms and turns et cetera so it was almost maze-like, but at some point the president found the room that they were to meet in.

The other country’s government agent was wearing a trench coat and a fedora, and they went to quickly exchange information before the president’s security realize that he is missing.

The president knew he only had a short amount of time, and if his security came looking for him he planned to lie to them and say that he was just taking a late night walk.

I remember wondering how would most countries deal with a situation like this and would most countries ever suspect or figure out or want to believe that their president was the one leaking information to another government?

I then started to wonder if the president’s security would notice him missing in time, maybe his security started to wondering what was taking him so long, and maybe they went to check on him and then look for him but I can not remember.

That is all that I can remember of this dream within a dream / daydream within a dream that I had before I woke up in the real world.

The end,

-John Jr

Automatic

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The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called Automatic, and this is what it said:

DAILY PROMPT

Automatic

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

Not sure how to participate?

Here are the steps to get started.

And this is my response:

Automatic

Today I would like to do something different for today’s Daily Prompt, instead of the word Automatic, I would like to use a very similar word that has an extra T:

Did you know that WordPress.com is owned by a company/corporation called Automattic, that was started by Matt Mullenweg (Matthew Charles “Matt” Mullenweg), who is basically the Founder and CEO and President and King and Emperor and Hokage of Automattic?

Here are Matt Mullenweg’s websites:

Matt Mullenweg

Matt On Not-WordPress

Here is the About page from the official Automattic website:

Automattic About Us

And here is a YouTube video called 10 Years Of Automattic from the official Automattic YouTube channel:

The end,

-John Jr

Stranded At A College

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All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that the dream took place in a fictional LC-like city, in the early parts of the dream a president or someone like that was probably visiting the city and maybe there was a parade and/or event involving this visit, and there was something that happened that I can not remember that involved a man with dark brown or black skin; but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

Later in the dream I was with my mom and my brother GC still in this city, at some point maybe we dropped my brother GC off at a fictional large S Technical Community College-like college for some classes that he had and we were going to pick him up later, but eventually I remember us telling our mom that she could go and we would leave the city later.

My mom left the city to return to the city of D, while my brother GC was probably still at his college classes I went exploring the city on foot I assume, and at some point I was far away from the college and I needed a way back once I realized that we were stranded in the city now that my mom left because either I did not have my automobile or I forgot that I had it parked somewhere in the city.

I decided to take a taxi back to the college, a male taxi driver with dark brown or black skin with short black hair who spoke English with an African accent of some kind who was probably from a country in Africa was my taxi driver, and he got a call on his mobile phone that sounded like an emergency involving a woman who I assume was his wife or girlfriend who was possibly having a medical emergency (maybe she was having a baby, but I had no idea and that was my wild guess).

*In the real world my sister-in-law JC and my brother CC gave birth to their first son (my first nephew) CC or CCC (Triple C 😀 ) today*

*Thank you Sissh for nominating me for the Liebster Award.*

As the taxi driver was talking on his mobile phone he suddenly started driving very fast trying to hurry so that he could deal with the emergency, maybe 100 mph at his fastest, and eventually I heard police sirens and I saw their lights behind us so the taxi driver slowed down and started to pull over but the police cars drove past us to our surprise.

The taxi driver drove me to a quiet country highway or back road outside the back of one of the very large college buildings, he did not have time to take me to the front and he charged me $14 and something cents, and I gave him $15 and said goodbye and wished him well and he drove away quickly.

This college building was so huge that I could walk through it to reach the next highway so that is what I did, I walked up some stairs and I walked through the huge college building and probably stopped to ask some students and professors for directions, and I probably talked with some professors who I either knew or recognized or who interested me in some way.

Eventually I reached the front of the building and the next highway, my brother GC was probably just finishing his classes and was on his way to meet me, and now we needed to figure out how we would get home without an automobile.

A taxi would be too expensive, my mom was gone back to the city of D, and so I hoped that my automobile was maybe parked somewhere in the city and that I had just forgotten about it during the visit by the president or who ever which probably stopped traffic and forced me to leave my automobile parked somewhere.

I hoped that was the case because it would not make sense for me to tell my mom that she could leave if we did not have some other form of transportation, I was confused and wondered why I could not remember if I had my automobile or not, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

12-3-2014 | Dream Journal | Far Cry 3 Inspired Dreams Again | Talking With Former President George W. Bush And A Peanuts/Charlie Brown Survival Horror Video Game With The Great Pumpkin?

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Dream 1

The first dream was possibly several dreams that were all once again inspired by the video game Far Cry 3, which I played before going to sleep again, and once again I was controlling/playing as the main character and/or I was inside the video game as the main character.

This dream or these dreams were probably more realistic than the last dreams so they were probably more intense and scary as I went around doing some of the same activities from the last dreams and some other activities from the video game (hunting, side missions, et cetera), but unfortunately that is all that I can remember because I did not voice record this dream or dreams when I woke up to use the bathroom.

Dream 2

My memory of the second dream is very unclear and confusing because the end of the dream scared me so much that I accidentally woke myself up causing me to forget most of the dream, but I think that the dream was somewhat long and detailed and strange.

Near the end of the dream I think that I was inside a dimly lit windowless building probably on the first floor, in a small open space along the wall on the right side of a hall I came across former US President George W. Bush sitting on a counter/whatever, and I had a brief conversation with him that was like an interview.

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10-8-2014 | Dream Journal | Being President And Being Surveilled/Spied On And The FBI?

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I slept pretty good last night after doing some hard yard work on a job with my dad yesterday that left me with a few scars and some soreness, I woke up a few times during the night remembering my dreams, but I went back to sleep without voice recording them; and so I forgot all of my dreams from last night except for part of my last dream.

My last dream took place during the day in a nice quiet neighborhood where I lived, I was older now and I was a President, but I am not sure which country I was the President of (maybe I was The President Of The United States (USA) ); and when I had enough free time from my job as President I would go to my home to do chores around my house/yard, go through my mail/newspapers, relax, et cetera.

One day while I was at home a swarm/large number of probably federal agents (probably FBI) and maybe some intelligence agents and maybe agents from various branches/agencies surrounded my house and neighborhood, and they came to my door with a warrant/permit to search my house/yard and neighborhood; and so they started searching, and they started questioning me.

They found surveillance equipment (hidden spy cameras, bugs (covert listening devices), et cetera) in my house, in my yard, and so it was clear that someone had been/was spying on me; and so they started searching the entire neighborhood (yards and houses), and questioning everyone who lived in the neighborhood.

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