Lazy notes of my dreams:
Dream 1
Temporarily staying at an apartment-like place where everyone gets food in a small cafeteria.
Dream 2
I was at a fictional version of my parent’s house with a larger yard with a fictional raised area, I was inside talking with my mom & some of my brothers, and I saw my dad by his truck talking to what looked like my mom.
I woke up remembering some dreams but I accidentally went back to sleep without recording them, and so now I can only barely remember part of three dreams.
Dream 1
This dream involved the actor Rider Strong getting in trouble for something that I can not remember, and so he was not allowed to either act at all or not allowed to act in the Boy Meets World franchise for a certain number of years or permanently.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 2
This dream was obviously symbolic and was probably inspired by me reading a news article by Michael Wolff on The Hollywood Reporter called “You Can’t Make This S— Up”: My Year Inside Trump’s Insane White House before I went to sleep.
Unfortunately this dream is very unclear and I can not remember most of it, and some of it does not make sense.
All that I can remember of the end of this symbolic dream is that I was inside a probably tall multi-story building on probably an upper floor of possibly office-like spaces during the day, and I assume that other people in the building and I were running for our lives from some kind of threat or threats that I can not remember that was possibly destroying everything in its or their wake but I can not remember but I do know that it or they were moving fast and was / were probably covering a large area as it or they moved.
I just know that I was running for my life and I could not afford to stop and hiding was not an option, and at some point it was just Donald Trump Jr. and me running so maybe everyone else died or were consumed or whatever by the threat or threats.
We ran trying to reach the roof of the building, my plan was to try to reach the next building, but Mr. Trump Jr. called his father The President Of The United States Donald Trump on his mobile phone as we ran.
Mr. Trump Jr. told his father President Trump that his life was in danger and that he needed help, he was truly terrified for his life, and President Trump really seemed to care about his son so President Trump quickly called and met with people trying to get help for his son immediately using his influence and money and back room deals.
I was able to see a somewhat transparent vision of this in my mind or wherever as it happened in a montage as I ran, this makes no sense but somehow all of that happened as we ran for our lives, and somehow help was sent or people who were nearby were called to help.
The threat or threats were right behind us, we reached the roof and Mr. Trump Jr. decided to jump off the building as a shortcut because we did not have much time, and so I did too.
Somehow his help was there to save us but I am not sure how or who, I just know that we were saved thanks to President Trump’s influence and money and back room deals, but I felt that it would come back to haunt them because some of that was probably illegal and / or unethical.
My approach would have possibly saved us as well but it was riskier and required more time instead of taking a shortcut, but I woke up and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I can not remember most of this dream to accurately interpret it but my wild assumption is that it was symbolic of the investigation(s) going on involving President Trump’s administration, so the threat or threats were possibly symbolic of the investigation itself, Mr. Trump Jr. is one of the people also being investigated and his father President Trump probably tried to protect him from it, but some of his methods used trying to protect his son were possibly illegal and / or unethical; the methods saved him in the short term, but might be used in the future during the investigation(s) against them.
Dream 3
The end of this dream possibly took place during the morning in the city of D, I was riding in an automobile with my dad, and we were going to be going to some kind of event later with family members that would also serve food (maybe a wedding or something, but I can not remember).
We drove past W Park and we decided to stop at Burger King to get some food to hold us until the event, and we probably went inside the building.
Sitting at a table looking down at his mobile phone wearing a white dress shirt and black dress pants was possibly a manager who looked like or was the actor Macaulay Culkin, but I did not get a good enough look at his face because he was looking down but in the dream I wondered if that was him or not.
Behind the cash register was a male employee who looked like a younger version of my former male schoolmate and teammate JP and behind him was an older and taller male manager, and they greeted us and my dad started talking to them as we ordered our food.
I ordered one food item and I was going to order maybe a Sierra Mist or something but I accidentally said grape soda, I went to correct my mistake but my dad was distracting the JP-like employee, and the manager was already pouring grape soda in my cup so I decided to just accept the grape soda.
But I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place in another country, I remember being inside a windowless one-story classroom in a class of people including my former male classmate LT, and the actor Rider Strong or his Boy Meets World character Shawn Hunter were in the classroom as well as either the teacher/professor or a student or he was just there for some reason that I can not remember; and Mr. Strong had a larger role in the dream than I can remember, possibly of him trying to deal with the situations in the classroom and with the country that we were in, but I can not remember the details except that he seemed a bit stressed and quiet like he needed to make some major/serious decisions that would effect/affect many people.
Some parts of the dream possibly involved a fight or a near fight, a competition, possibly non-human sport fighting like maybe dog or chicken/rooster/cock-fighting or something else but I could be wrong, maybe a few other things, and the rest of the dream involved having class in the classroom; and at some point we went outside, and it was during the day and we were on a small island that was probably one of many islands that were part of or near this country.
I remember thinking or hearing the name Victoria, I am not sure if we were in Australia or in another country, but I do remember thinking that name; and the weather was gray and nice outside as we enjoyed spending some time on the beach, I remember there being people with dark-brownish and blackish colored skin outside who lived on the island, and I remember wanting to explore other islands and beaches and the water but it seemed that we were possibly restricted from doing so for some unknown reason(s); and maybe swimming was risky because of sharks, and so I do not remember swimming.
I was disappointed about not being able to explore so my mood decreased even though it was nice outside, but I woke up.
Dream 2
At least two parts of this dream involved Donald Trump and maybe his wife, they were mentioned and shown on the news, and Mr. Trump was being his usual self and talking about various things; but I can not remember the details, and at the end of the dream I went driving down a highway in a fictional city in my automobile during a gray day.
As I was driving down the highway with a few other automobiles I saw police cars with their lights on blocking the road ahead, we started to slow down and at first I wondered if there was an automobile accident, but I saw no other automobiles so I started to wonder if they were transporting Mr. Trump and his wife/whoever through the area or something like that; and then I thought that maybe they were looking for someone.
As we got closer the police cars moved to the side of the road and some police officer got out of their automobiles, they did not direct us or look at us, and so we slowly drove up waiting for directions from them as some of them started looking through a field on the side of the road and moving toward the road ahead of us; but they ignored us so I slowly started to drive up past a strange area that slightly separated the road like you were crossing into a new area, and so did the automobile next to me (there was one more area like this that we had crossed earlier that I forgot to mention).
The tip of my automobile crossed this area first but the other automobile and I stopped one last time to see if the police would stop us or not, then I started hearing gunshots but I did not see anyone for the police to shoot at, and then I heard some bullets hitting the crossing area by my automobile; and I realized that the police were shooting at me, and so I backed up my automobile and I started slowly driving away to avoid getting shot while hoping that a police officer would tell me what was going on or would try to arrest me instead of shooting me.
A police officer with whitish colored skin on side of the road blocked my path so I stopped hoping that he would tell me what was going on, he walked to my door pointing his pistol at me as I asked him what was going on, and he threw me out of my automobile without responding; and then he tried to shoot me so I pushed him to the ground asking him what was going on and explaining to him that I did nothing wrong and that he could arrest me but I asked him to not shoot me, but he did not respond and he started shooting at me so I ran to two motorcycles along the road to try to use one of them to escape.
Before I could reach the motorcycles another police officer with whitish colored skin pushed the motorcycles over, poured a liquid on them, and set them on fire to prevent me from escaping on them; and then he tried to shoot me, and so I probably disarmed him and threw his gun away and pushed him to the ground and ran as the other police officers shot at me and chased me for no reason.
I had a pretty good lead on them so I passed the other crossing area hoping that they would stop chasing me, the police were acting like this was a Grand Theft Auto video game, and so I hoped that by getting far enough away and crossing the other crossing area would lead to my wanted level going down to zero; and so I tried this, and to my surprise it seemed to work.
I was out of their sight now and so I tried to find somewhere to hide to be safe so I started walking away from the road back to maybe the place I had come from earlier, I was confused but glad to be alive and hopefully not being shot at and chased by the police anymore, but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
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