I really do not feel like typing my dream today and I feel like giving up on blogging as the WordPress.com team/Automattic continues to move in directions that make blogging more annoying/difficult/less enjoyable/buggy/impractical/illogical/limited/et ceterea for me, and they continue to mostly ignore our feedback/et cetera; but I am making myself type this anyway, but I can only handle so much and so at some point I will probably quit blogging if things get too bad here on WordPress.com.
All that I can remember of this dream is being in my parent’s yard during a nice day and the dream started positive and it was probably partly inspired by Seepurple’s dream called Solid Black Fighter Jet? (which made me realize a weakness in my dream security, I do not really have any defenses against aerial/aircraft attacks in my dreams, and so my dream security and I would be mostly defenseless again such attacks), I was with my male cousin DE who acted like he used to act so things were good again and a person who I can not remember was with us, and we were near where my brother GC’s pet dog Cloud should be but my brother TD’s pet dog Jack (an American Pit Bull Terrier) was there instead.
The dog house probably looked a bit different and either connected to or near the dog house was a multi-story/floor tower that was possibly mostly made of tarp/canvas/whatever (at least on the outside, but maybe the entire thing was tarp/canvas but I can not remember), the ground in front of the dog house was sunken a bit so I walked on it, and as I stepped on it the dirt would push down deeper because the dirt was so loose/soft; and eventually I patted the dirt down with my feet until it was a hole that was probably taller/deeper than me, and so we decided that we would move the dog house and tower and Jack to a new location in the yard that did not have a deep hole.
We started moving the tarp/canvas/tower first, we took it down but it fell on the fence which poked a few holes in it and it got stuck on the fence, and so we had to carefully remove it; and then as we were moving it toward the middle of the yard the dead music artist Michael Jackson walked toward us in the yard like he had walked from the other side of my parent’s house maybe wearing maybe a mostly dark-colored outfit with fedora and an arm band/whatever like maybe a dark version of his outfit in the Smooth Criminal music video, and in the dream I did not remember that he was supposed to be dead oddly.
The tower/tarp/canvas belonged to Mr. Jackson and he helped us fold it and we each grabbed a corner to move it to another part of the yard together and then my mom walked outside to greet us and other people started to come in the yard from parts of the neighborhood and from inside my parent’s house (some of my cousins and other family members had been inside my parent’s house visiting, and some people in the neighborhood had been outside enjoying the nice day including my former male classmate DC) but then I noticed a dark-colored helicopter and at least two other aircraft slowly flying toward us in the sky from the direction of The G House, you could tell that something was not right, and that they were probably going to attack; and I assumed that they were going to try to assassinate Mr. Jackson.
I told everyone to run and I told my family and family members to run inside my parent’s house so everyone started running, the helicopter and the other aircraft flew over us and then they turned around to follow us, and I ran to the left side of the house near the back door watching the aircraft and the helicopter; and Mr. Jackson probably ran on the right side of the house, and then one of the aircraft hovered in the sky near The G House and it started shooting small missiles toward the right side of the yard and I heard explosions.
People were still running, screaming, hiding, and I could not see the missiles hitting that side of the yard because the house was blocking my view but I could feel the impact/rumbles/et cetera and I saw some of the debris/dust/dirt flying through the air; and I started crawling under the house as I became more afraid, and my family and family members were safely inside the house.
I hoped that being under the house would help protect me from the debris, I wanted to crawl back outside so that I could see if I needed to move my family from the house or not, but more missiles were being shot and we were completely defenseless against this type of attack; and this felt real and scary, and I could hear all the noises and feel the vibrations and see the debris as the missiles exploded each time that they hit things.
There was not as much space under the house like in real life so I could not fit in some areas, I started to hear explosions that sounded like maybe the house was being hit, and I heard my family trying to figure out where I was; and so I yelled to them to let them know where I was, and I told them to be ready to leave the house if necessary but do not come outside until I say so.
I started trying to crawl from under the house but my path was blocked by the areas that were too small so I needed to find another way out (maybe some of the explosions caused the house to move down a bit lower to the ground), the explosions were sounding closer and closer, and I started panicking as I tried to hurry to get from under the house fearing that I would be crushed by the house and/or that my family would get blown up if they stayed in the house much longer; but I accidentally woke up because my panic and fear levels got too high as I tried to crawl through the small areas.
This positive dream became terrible at the end, we were completely helpless being shot at from the sky by explosive missiles, and so I was right about this weakness in my dream security and that I am not prepared for this type of attack at all and I got to see/experience this in a way that was too realistic/terrifying; you would have had to experience this dream to really understand what it was like being this defenseless/helpless/unprepared/et cetera, getting caught by surprise, having no backup/help, and having almost nowhere to run/hide that is safe while having no way to attack back while your family and some of your family members and others and your property are/is in danger of getting blown up.
The end,
-John Jr
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