Visiting The Church Of My Dad’s Friend

I do not feel like typing my dreams, and so I will just use the text notes that I made of the dream from bed on my mobile phone with some edits.

All that I can remember is that at some point in the dream I was in a shopping mall where my fictional short girlfriend who was probably from somewhere in Asia (Asian) like maybe Vietnam or Thailand or The Philippines girlfriend worked.

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A Man’s Conspiracy Theory | Racist Towers (Tow Truck Drivers)

Dream 1

This dream involved Abby Martin doing a news report about some facts involving some countries, and some of the negative things that they have done / are doing / et cetera.

Abby probably had a special guest who was a man with light-color skin, and the dream jumped to a man with light-color skin who was watching this news report.

This man did not think that Abby went far enough in her news report, and he had his own conspiracy theory that combined a lot of unverified and questionable assumptions / opinions with a few facts from Abby’s news report.

The man seemed a bit obsessed about this and so he went around telling his family, friends, et cetera about this.

He possibly even called Abby’s show to argue with her about his conspiracy theory, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream took place during the day and I seemed to be at a new job that I used to have in the past, maybe it was a fictional version of The BP Library combined with something else, and part of the building was connected to an area that was like The BP School Board combined with an automobile dealership.

At some point I remember being in a room when my coworker Mr. CF walked in to tell me something, some other people walked into the room as well doing something else, and Mr. CF told me that he wanted me to help him with something so he told me to follow him and he walked off.

I had to quickly finish something else before I could follow him, and so when I went after him I did not see him so I walked around the building looking for him and maybe I asked a few people if they had seen him.

I walked into The BP School Board-like area where a man with light-color skin with gray hair wearing dress clothes was talking to a woman with light-color skin with red hair who either was or looked like my former female classmate HM, and the man turned around and greeted me.

He said something that I could not completely understand that sounded like he incorrectly assumed that I was the new architect or person who was going to move some buildings or something, and then he started telling the woman that she was to go with me so that I could train her or show her her new job or something.

After he finished talking I probably let him know that he was mistaken, and then I walked outside looking for Mr. CF.

I did not find him but my brother GC showed up like he was getting off work, and so I gave him a ride home.

When we were almost home I noticed some vehicles towing some mobile homes toward my parent’s street, and so I drove around the back route to cross the field instead where I let my brother GC walk across while I tried to reach the yard to park if I could.

To my surprise the mobile homes were already moved to their spots between the yard of our neighbor Mr. RD and The Gas Money Family at The B House, and the people who moved them were standing next to their vehicles talking.

All of the people who had driven the vehicles had light-color skin and they all looked and acted like stereotypes of rough racist lower class Southerners, and I waved at them as I drove past and I pulled into my parents yard to see The B Van flipped upside down and something else was tipped over so I had to deal with one of these before parking but I was not sure how I would deal with The B Van because it is too big and heavy to flip over.

Near the street one of the racist-looking towers was struggling to do something, and so I asked him if he needed some help and he angrily yelled No! without looking at me really like he hated me and was annoyed and was being racist.

Several other towers walked over to him including a woman, they gave me the cold shoulder too, and ignored me while talking to the man.

I was annoyed and angered by this but it was predictable behavior so I just in my mind I just said: “Beep you! Getting an attitude with me, I was just being nice and asking if you  needed help, that is no way to treat someone” and quietly out-loud I said something like: “Help yourself then, that saves me time, you saved me from wasting my time; and so thank you.” and I mumbled some more complaints about wishing they would try to attack me or something because I was ready to knock them out if they tried.

I calmed myself down and told myself to not let them ruin my day, and I continued what I was doing.

The racist towers looked like maybe they were going to either rent out the mobile homes and / or live in them, and maybe they were going to try to take over the neighborhood and push the rest of us out; but I hoped that they were just towers dropping them off for someone else, and that we would not be getting any new neighbors especially people like them.

But I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Escape From The Racist Neighborhood

I woke up several times this morning feeling like I had been drugged by the CIA again or something, so I was in & out of consciousness & I had a variety of dreams & semi-daydreams, but I forgot most of them unfortunately. 😀

Dream 1

I think that one dream involved most of my family and I going out into the woods to visit my brother CC’s girlfriend, but I could be wrong; either way we went to a neighborhood in the woods.

We visited a family at a nice house, things went well, but as we were about to leave something happened; I think that some neighbors or people in the neighborhood saw us, they made some racist remarks, and I think that they were threatening to harm us but they seemed to be afraid to attack us alone so they seemed to be calling other people around the neighborhood to attack us.

We decided to leave to avoid conflict but during our escape several people in the neighborhood saw us leaving & they either tried to follow us or they started to gather weapons & equipment to attack us, but our automobile broke down or something, because I remember several of my brothers & I sneaking through the woods trying to avoid being seen by people in the neighborhood who were hunting us.

It was getting dark, we would walk on the road, but when we would hear automobiles or voices; we would hide in the woods.

I think that my family split into two teams, so that we would be harder to find, one team was probably my mom & dad & KD & TD, and the second team was probably CC & GC & I.

We saw people riding in & on the back of trucks with flashlights & guns, most of them followed the hillbilly / redneck stereotypes with country accents, and we could hear them talking as they seemed to be enjoying hunting us; but I was pretty confident that we would escape as long as we stayed hidden when they drove by, and then if we kept walking/running when we had a chance.

I guess we abandoned our automobile on the side of the road or we hid it in the woods, I am not sure which, but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 2

I had several other dreams that I can not remember, some of which I probably went in & out of as I woke up & as I went back to sleep several times, one of which involved an unknown place probably near water that was in several of these dreams.

This dream looked more like you would expect a dream to look, it was brighter & clearer than in real life, like a paradise; and there were several dreams & semi-dreams that took place in this dream world, but I can not remember those unfortunately.

For some strange reason I was not in this dream, but I was seeing things like a camera person, and on the land near the water was a small building that probably looked like a small station where people wait for a train or bus or boat or something like that; and I think that there was a bridge that went across the water, which was like a sea or lake or ocean.

I think that a dock was near this area as well, but oddly no one else was around the area at this point except one man; I guess that most of the people were being transported over the bridge or water, and that the man was waiting for the transport to return or something.

The man had whitish colored skin and I think that he had orangeish/blondish/brownish colored hair, but as he was walking around waiting, he found a thin naked woman with whitish colored skin & reddish colored hair laying face first near the station-like building.

She appeared to be dead or unconscious, I am not sure which, and the man looked around to see if anyone else was around or seeing this; but no one else was around, and so he checked to see if the woman would respond & he turned her over on her back but she did not respond or wake up.

He tried talking to the woman & shaking her a bit, but she did not respond or wake up; I think that the man assumed that she was dead, but I am not sure, since I was not in the dream & I could not read his thoughts & he was not talking out-loud.

Even though I was not in the dream I was concerned for the woman, I was confused about the situation, I wondered how did she get there, I wondered why was she naked, I wondered if she was dead or alive, I wondered what had happened to her, and I wanted to get her some help and/or help her.

The man then started to act suspicious once he realized that no one was around & that the woman was either dead or in a coma, I feared that he would sexually assault the woman, but I was not in the dream to do anything about it; and then the man seemed to be attempting to sexual assault the woman or her dead body.

I tried to enter the dream to stop him and/or try to see if I could tell him to stop, but I woke up.

I had some positive dreams before that dream, in this dream world, but I can not remember them.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂