Elaine

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Yesterday I was walking outside when a bug flew in my eye causing me to try to quickly get my eyeglasses off but I accidentally cracked one of the arms of my glasses when doing this, so I had to tape it and order some new glasses online, and hope that they survive for two weeks until my new slightly larger glasses arrive (the Zenni Optical Rectangle Eyeglasses 125116).

I did not voice record some of my dreams as usual last night, I have to get out of bed and walk to the living room to voice record my dreams so that I do not disturb other people who are sleeping, and so half of the time I do not voice record my dreams during the night so I forget some of my dreams and I forget some parts of the dreams that I do remember; and so now I can only remember part of several dreams from last night.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I probably remember hearing music and it was probably the song Utopia by the music group Goldfrapp from their music album Felt Mountain:

The lyrics to Utopia according to Google Play Music:

Lyrics

It’s a strange day
No colors or shapes
No sound in my head
I forget who I am

When I’m with you
There’s no reason
There’s no sense

I’m not supposed to feel
I forget who I am
I forget

Fascist baby
Utopia, utopia

My dog needs new ears
Make his eyes see forever
Make him live like me
Again and again

Fascist baby
Utopia, utopia

I’m wired to the world
That’s how I know everything
I’m super brain
That’s how they made me

Fascist baby
Utopia, utopia

Written by Elliot John Gleave, Lucas Van Scheppingen • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

I am not sure if this was part of the third dream or part of a separate dream, and so I will type it as its own dream.

All that I can remember of this dream or this part of a dream is that it involved anxiety including generalized anxiety disorder and social anxiety disorder, but I can not remember if it was about my struggles with it and/or someone else’s struggle with it and/or if this dream was just about this topic.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream or this part of a dream.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during maybe a somewhat gray day and that a fictional woman with whitish-color skin named Elaine was connected to things throughout this entire dream, the name Elaine came up many times in the dream, and Elaine was what connected various dream characters to each other.

Elaine was like a combination of Mrs. E from the LCS Job Center (employment agency) in the city of D combined with one or more women I know and maybe a woman I do not know.

I remember thinking of fictional past memories that involved Elaine, I think that she knew my dad and several other people like Mrs. CH (the mother of my former male classmate DH), and through one of these connections I was introduced to Elaine when she needed help with something (maybe she needed her computer fixed or something like that).

So in my false memories I went to Elaine’s house several times to help her with some things, I was probably introduced to her son who was about my age, and sometimes I would visit them at their house like I was a friend of the family.

But somehow we had not seen or communicated with each other in many years, those were old memories, and I wondered what they were doing now and why did we all lose contact with each other.

My memory is too flawed but during the dream I remember meeting my former male classmates JC and DH, but I can not remember any of the details other than talking with them.

I remember meeting Elaine for the first time in many years, and I also met Mrs. CH and Mrs. Elaine probably invited me and the others to her house.

Elaine lived near a pond in a field in a multi-story apartment-like house, and I remember talking with them about old memories and what has happened in our lives over the years since we last saw each other.

I remember feeling nostalgia and many other emotions/feelings, including a few mixed feelings that I could not quite translate or understand, and I got to meet Elaine’s son again for the first time in years inside the house on an upper floor.

I remember talking to him and I remember something about martial arts and political activism, possibly violent activism, and I did not want any part in violent activism so there was some disagreement about that and I refused to take part so he was angry about that.

After talking with Elaine’s son I remember Mrs. CH and one or more other women telling me that they always felt that Elaine’s son and I had a connection, they said that after all of these years that we were both single and married, and they took this as a sign that maybe we should start dating.

I was confused by this because my sexual orientation is heterosexual and I can not see myself ever trying a homosexual or bisexual relationship and I am not sexually attracted to men and I am only sexually attracted to women in real life/daydreams/dreams/et cetera so this made no sense to me, and I was even more confused that people like them would even suggest this to me.

I tried to keep an open mind and think back and think deeply to see if there was any truth to their statements to make sure that I was not wrong about this, I tried to explore memories and feelings/emotions past and present and think of future scenarios, but I could not find anything except for some of those confused mixed feelings that I mentioned earlier and feelings of nostalgia about the past so their thoughts and suggestions still made no sense to me so I told them this.

Even after explaining this to them and thinking deeply about it they still felt that they were correct, I disagreed with them and I told them this, and I was still confused by this.

I saw myself as a past family friend of Elaine and her son, that was all, and my sexual orientation has always been heterosexual and I never see that changing and I have no interest in experimenting.

Even after telling them this I still was so confused and surprised by them even suggesting this because they know me and they should know that their suggestion makes no sense and because this was not something that I would ever expect from them, and so I continued thinking about this trying to make sense of why they would even think of something like this and suggest something like this but I woke up.

If I had awakened a bit later I wonder if I would have realized that the reason this all made no sense is because it was a dream, or would I still have been so confused and surprised that I still would not have realized that I was dreaming?

The end,

-John Jr

Someone / Something Tells Me That I Am Dying Of Cancer & That My Sexual Orientation Is Homosexual Or Bisexual?

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I barely remember part of one dream from last night after waking up suddenly to use the bathroom my memory of my dreams were mostly destroyed by a loud radio that was playing in the bathroom that prevented me from being able to think well enough to save my memories of my dreams as they rapidly faded away as I used the bathroom, unfortunately, and so all that I am left with is an unclear/confusing dream that left me with many questions and it left me confused because the most important parts of the dream are missing leaving me with some serious revelations/reveals/whatever that someone/something told me that do not make much sense and I wonder what it meant/represented/symbolized/et cetera.

Before I went to sleep I played some of the video game Far Cry 3, watched an episode of the television show Homeland, and I watched most of an episode of the television show Agatha Christie’s Poirot; but I can not remember if any of those/these things inspired this dream or not because I can not remember most of the dream.

Rick Grimes Has Hot Sauce Blood Disease?

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I barely remember part of one dream that had several parts, I remember the dream taking place during the day, and several parts of the dream took place at a college I think; and I went to class several times there probably.

During one of the classes my uncle CE, the actor Jamie Foxx, and several other celebrities with medium-dark brownish colored skin were in the class for some special event or something where they had our class walk to the front to pick up a laptop one-at-a-time slowly as they called out names & later we each had to pick up packets & last we needed to get a code or something to move to the next step but I never got that far; I got a laptop, I got a packet that had my brother CC’s name on it along with my name oddly (he was in the class too oddly), but I never got the code because I woke up shortly after stopping the class bully from attacking another student by calming him down by talking.

School | Partying At Jay Gatsby’s House?

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Dream 1

I remember part of two dream fragments from last night with the first dream fragment taking place during the day at a school on an upper floor, and I was in a class; and at some point my class was finished.

The upper floor was like my former high school but there was a huge library-like room that was about the same size as the entire top floor of my former high school, and it was bigger than the rest of the top floor in the dream.

Most of the other classes were in the huge library-like room doing various things and after each class finished they would start helping moving tables, chairs, books, et cetera; like they entire room needed to be re-organized or moved or something like that.

I remember seeing some of my former teachers like Coach K and some of my former classmates like Coach K’s daughter, and I remember helping move stuff around the huge library-like room.

There were computer labs, book shelves, writing boards, projectors, chairs, desks, and much more in the huge library-like room; and it was so huge that multiple classes could be going on without the classes disturbing each other.

At some point I explored the huge room talking with people, but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 2

The next dream took place at a small school building near a road during the day in a fictional place, and it was the first day of class it seemed; and I entered the class with my fellow classmates, and our teacher was a slightly older woman with brownish colored skin with black colored hair wearing a flower pattern(ed) dress.

My class was pretty bad and they did not really seem to care about school or try, and they made a lot of noise & acted very poorly; and a male teacher with brownish colored skin with short black colored hair wearing a plain pattern(ed) sweater vest came to talk with our teacher while watching the bad behavior of the class.

I seemed to be the only student behaving well, listening, trying, and doing my work; and so our teacher and the male teacher were watching me especially.

And at some point our teacher stopped the class and she had me stand up in front of the class, and she told the class that I was an example of a good student/how a student should behave; and then she pulled me to the side to talk with her and the male teacher, and they asked me some questions about myself since they were curious.

They said various good things about me and thanked me for my behavior, and the male teacher told me that I was the type of person that he would want his son to date; I thought that he was going to say daughter, but he said son, which surprised me & made me feel a bit awkward.

I then politely told him that my sexual orientation was heterosexual/straight, he then awkwardly said Oh, and there was an awkward moment of silence; and during that silence I wondered what gave him the impression that my sexual orientation was homosexual (which it is not), but I did not make a bid deal out of it, I still was curious though about why he thought that and my only guess about why he might have thought that was that I smile more than the average person which might be misinterpreted by some people. 😀

I then walked back to my desk still thinking and then it was time for school to end, and it seemed like a Friday maybe; and we all left the school and I remember leaving with one or more of my classmates.

I had my automobile and one of my classmates told me about a certain place that was off to the side of a highway in the middle of nowhere, and so I drove there.

The area off to the side of the road had hard dry dirt and some grass across a large area, and there was a small modern tree-house-like apartment/club looking building with a lot of windows & balconies on the second floor.

I think that the owner was a Jay Gatsby-like man who would let people party on the first floor mostly, and he would be in a private room on the second floor and/or on the second floor mostly & so most people knew his name but did not know what he looked like; but the man was not there when we arrived and no one was there.

Then a group of women drove up ready to party and they thought that I was the owner, I tried to tell them that I was not, but they were not listening; and so they called more people, and they went to party on the first floor.

More and more people arrived throughout the entire dream to party and there was music, food, drink, TV, games, et cetera outside and inside.

I spent most of the time on the second floor that gave you a good view of the outside areas near the building/by the highway/and around the empty dry landscape and the inside areas on the second floor/first floor, and a few more people joined me on the second floor.

The entire building was very small and tree-house-like (especially the second floor) but without a tree probably, and there was a pole and/or unique stairway in the middle of the building; and the first floor was like a small kitchen/bar/restaurant/club/house.

It seemed like I either was living there now or already lived there or was given permission to stay there, but I am not sure; maybe I was really the owner and did not know it, I am not sure, since the dream is too unclear.

The partying went on until night, I did not join the partying, and I enjoyed the quieter second floor & the view; and I remember being in a shared bedroom that had four twin sized beds, and I remember wanting to go to sleep soon.

One or two of my classmates were going to use two of the four beds, I was going to use one, and maybe the owner or a person who had not arrived was going to use the last one (the fourth person or owner never did arrive).

I started trying to get the partying people to leave and so I started nicely asking people to leave, starting with some of the people who came on the second floor to hang out, but it was not working very well; and so I focused on getting them to stay on the first floor and/or outside to keep the second floor private/quiet.

I had better luck with that, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

A Mobile Home Salesman

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Last night I barely remember part of my last dream, which I remember starting at a college-like apartment, and I think that most of my suitemates were women.

It seemed that the semester or whatever had ended, one of our suite-mates moved out, and another woman moved into her old room; she had whitish color skin with blondish colored hair, she was very mean/very judgmental/a terrible listener/ & she liked to jump to conclusions.

I remember trying to tell her about myself but instead of paying attention to anything that I said she somehow ended up thinking that my sexual orientation was homosexual (which is not true), she thought that I was a supporter of Nazi Germany (which is not true), she thought that a man who was a family member of our former suite-mate was related to me & that he was a supporter of Nazi Germany (he was not related to me, but he was a supporter of Nazi Germany), and there were several other crazy things that she believed about me for some strange reason.

I tried to explain that she was wrong about me, but she would not listen, and she kept spreading lies to my other suitemates; and probably other people in the dream.

At some point I remember going outside where other people/students were walking around, our new suite-mate & several other people were walking around too, and my new suite-mate pointed at me telling more lies to the group of people who she was with; but I tried to ignore them & I continued walking.

At some point my parent’s and some of my brothers came to visit me, and we went to look at some mobile homes for sale not far from the apartment.

When we arrived we were greeted by an older slightly obese man with whitish colored skin & grayish/whitish colored hair wearing a white colored A-shirt (muscle shirt), and he was the family member of our former suite-mate; the one who was a supporter of Nazi Germany.

He showed us a few mobile homes, but he usually would not give us clear information or prices for/about each mobile home, and he seemed untrustworthy; my mom & I were ready to leave, but my dad wanted to look around at mobile homes a bit longer, and so we stayed.

I remember other people coming to look around his mobile home showroom, so things got a bit crowded, but I woke up as my dad was climbing into one of the mobile homes.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂