Biting A Zombie

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Once again I did not voice record my dreams last night before going back to sleep so I forgot those dreams, and to make things worse I did not voice record my dreams later or think about them so now I barely remember part of one dream that was all over the place and somewhat detailed.

I can not remember most of the dream now but it covered various topics/themes/situations/things/et cetera in detail, some of these topics were featured (repeated or shown) several times, and so those topics were some of the main topics of the dream.

Some of those main topics involved family, with more of a focus on the negatives of family relationships, except for probably part of the dream that involved my brothers TD and KD.

That part of the dream focused on them playing American Football at L University, I remember my mom talking about them during one part of the dream, and my brothers TD and KD and their college football team were mentioned at various times.

Some negatives were possibly mentioned as well, but I assume that this part of the dream was more positive.

Several parts of the dream involved the actor Leonardo DiCaprio and some fictional siblings (maybe brothers) of his, and during these parts of the dream the news media kept reporting on stories about some of the terrible things that his siblings would do.

One of his siblings was caught murdering people and was probably arrested, one of his siblings liked to attack people and was probably arrested, and maybe another sibling or the second or first sibling was possibly mentally unstable and liked to torture and eat people and was probably arrested.

None of this had anything to do with Mr. DiCaprio, other than these people being his siblings, but the news media kept mentioning Mr. DiCaprio and making it seem almost like he was involved or was supposed to do something about how his siblings were behaving which I did not think was fair.

At some point I think that Mr. DiCaprio, some other people, and I ended up in maybe a multi-story parking garage (maybe on an underground-like floor).

We got attacked by some zombies, I remember one of the zombies trying to crawl from under a van, and I ended up biting the zombie for some reason that I can not remember and it left a nasty chemical-like taste in my mouth.

I was going to spit but I must have partly awakened earlier and went back to sleep into the dream and/or I felt or knew that my body was in bed so I was afraid that if I were to spit in the dream that I would spit in the real world on my pillow(s), and so I did not spit out the nasty taste in my mouth so I had to hold it there instead or I slowly let it drip out eventually.

Oddly the dream did not feel lucid or go lucid really, even though I somewhat knew that I was dreaming, but I did not think about it or try to control the dream at all so the dream stayed normal.

We probably dealt with the zombies, but I can not remember what we did before I woke up.

There was a lot more to this dream and this dream jumped all over the place making it even harder to remember, not voice recording my dreams and going a few hours without thinking about it did not help either, and that is all that I can remember of this dream now.

The end,

-John Jr


Trying To Help Some Orphans

I am still sick and I woke up during the night hot and sweating for no clear reason for the third night in a row, I did not voice record my dreams before going back to sleep, and so I forgot all of my dreams except for barely part of one dream.

The dream started in my parent’s house I think but my memory it too unclear, my family and I were there, and eventually three siblings came to my parent’s house; and the three siblings were a boy, a girl, and a young man.

The three siblings claimed to be orphans, they said that their single mother got sick and died, and that the three of them have tried to survive on their own; and so we let them inside the house to help them temporarily until we could find them a new family/home, and so we let them temporarily live with us even though we do not have enough room at our house.

Eventually three more sibling came to our house also claiming to be orphans and we temporarily let them come inside our house as well, and eventually we realized that someone was stealing stuff from us; and we found out that it was one or more of the alleged orphans, and we found out that three of the siblings were not really orphans and they were the ones who stole from us.

The three false orphans told us that they had a mom and dad, but that their parent’s were not home very much and that their parent’s did not really take care of them very well or at all; and that their father was physically/mentally/emotionally/socially abusive.

At some point the mother of the three false orphans came to the house when we found her and invited her over to our house to talk to her, hoping to encourage her to get help and to better take care of her children, and to report her abusive husband to the police and to leave him if he continued abusing them; and we offered to help them with this.

Eventually her husband (he was a tall mean somewhat strong man with dark brownish colored skin with short curly blackish colored hair I think but I could be wrong) came to the house and we talked to him too but then he started threatening his family and he probably even hit them telling them to come home, and I became super angry and I warned him to not hit them and he ran up to me like he wanted to fight because he was bigger than me; and I grabbed him by his neck and slammed him into the wall choking him while warning him/telling him what he was going to do next and what he was not going to do next, and I probably even threatened to kill him if he continued abusing his family (I was that angry).

I stopped choking him so that he would not lose consciousness and I put him in a Full Nelson Hold / Lock, I asked him if he was going to follow my rules and I warned him that if he did not that next time I was not going to be so nice, and I warned him that if he kills or seriously injuries anyone in his family that I would kill him; and I told him the if he ran that I would hunt him down and kill him, and so running was not an option for him.

Eventually he agreed to my rules but I still did not believe him, I warned him again, and I let him know that I would be watching/listening; and then we probably called for professional help for the family, and for the orphans but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


Talking With A Ghost Of A Dead Family Member And Spending Time With Fictional Siblings Of My Brother CC’s Fictional Girlfriend

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Last night I got awakened a few times and one of those times I was awakened between maybe 4:00 AM – 5:00 AM and I could not go back to sleep oddly, it took me until maybe after 6:00 AM to go back to sleep, and I forgot all of my dreams before this point or I forget my dreams during this time that I was awake; but after finally going back to sleep I had another dream that I remember part of.

The dream took place during the day in a fictional version of the city of D and I went to my grandfather’s house with my family and some of our family members from my mom’s side of the family like my aunt DE were there, I remember my brother CC being there with a fictional girlfriend who was different from his girlfriend in real life, and this fictional girlfriend was an attractive young woman with whitish colored skin with long dark reddish colored hair.

We all probably talked a bit and at some point almost everyone left, maybe to a fair-like event that was taking place in town except for my parent’s who went to get a rental car and one or more of my family members who stayed at my grandfather’s house and I, and I remember being inside my grandfather’s house alone (though one or more family members were inside the house somewhere); and the inside of the front of the house looked like it does in real life, but the back of the house was completely different and it was much larger than in real life and a hallway led to this part of the house.

The back of the house had a large empty room/hallway that could be used as a second living room or family room or dinning room or meeting/gathering room et cetera, and there were lots of doors/rooms around this empty room/hallway, and most of the floors/ceilings/walls in this part of the house were a grayish/whitish color; and to the left of the room/hallway was a smaller hallway with rooms/doors on both sides of it that led to a small family room that you could walk through to reach maybe a bedroom and even more parts of the house but I probably did not go any further than the small family room.

Something strange happened that I can not remember where I started seeing and hearing people in the house, I ended up talking with the ghost of one of my dead female family members from my mom’s side of the family but I can not remember which one (maybe one of my female cousins), and she told me that those people I saw and heard were ghosts of other people who died in this house; and she told me that their ghosts were trapped in the room(s) that they died in, this happens when some people die for some unknown reasons, and most of them were ghosts of family members who died before even I was born but one or more of them were ghosts of non-family members.

One of the ghosts of a non-family member was a ghost of a young woman, I did not get to see her but the female ghost of one of my family members told me the story of the ghost of the young woman (I think that she once loved one of my male family members and some of my family members did not like her and/or she did not like them, but something happened where she somehow was either killed/murdered or she killed herself or she died in a room in the house and her ghost is now trapped in that room), and she told the story like she did not like the young woman; and she told me not to enter the room where the ghost of the young woman was and she did not want me to even talk to the ghost of the young woman, I thought this was a bit mean/strange to isolate her ghost like that, but I followed her advice.

I remember asking questions/talking to the ghost of one of my female family members and she was explaining various secrets/hidden knowledge about various things to me but at some point we got interrupted by one of my living female cousins (probably my cousin AE), and my cousin AE/whoever already knew about the ghosts to my surprise; and she talked to me briefly about them, and then she walked off.

I was back in the large empty room/hallway when fictional siblings of my brother CC’s fictional girlfriend entered the room/hallway as well, I did not know who they were at first until they told me because I had never met them before, and there were three of them; and she had two sisters and one brother with one of the sisters being the oldest (she had whitish colored skin with long blondish colored hair) and the brother being the second oldest (he had whitish colored skin with short brownish colored hair) and the other sister was the youngest and she was a no older than 5 years old (she had whitish colored skin with medium length brownish colored hair).

The older sister and brother acted middle-class-to-upper-class like they were used to having money and having a good time, and the brother somewhat reminded me of the actor Sebastian Stan acting as his characters (Jonathan “Jack” Benjamin and Thomas James “T.J.” Hammond) in the TV shows Kings and Political Animals; and I briefly talked with them, and something weird happened where a room at the end of the room/hallway on the left side had a whitish colored medical/science lab with a special futuristic machine that could heal/cure people like on the film Elysium; but you had to pay a lot of money to the doctors/nurses/scientists/whoever who ran the machine, the older sister and brother had saved up enough money to have their younger sister healed/cured of a certain health problem/condition that she had that I can not remember, and so I went into the room with them to watch.

I remember their younger sister laying on the table of the machine and the nurses/doctors prepared her and the machine but when they went to make a payment through the debit/credit card it showed that there was no money in that special account that they had saved money in, it seemed like maybe they lived off of a trust fund from their parent’s who might have been dead but I am not sure and so they only got a certain amount of money each month and so they saved some of that money each month in a special account that would be used to pay for their younger sister to be healed/cured, and so someone had stolen their money from that special account; and so the nurses/doctors told them that they could not heal/cure their younger sister until they got the money, this angered the older sister and the brother, and they tried to explain that they had the money but someone stole it but the nurses/doctors only cared about getting paid.

In desperation the older sister and the brother begged the nurses/doctors to heal/cure their younger sister now until they could get their stolen money back but the nurses/doctors still refused, they explained that their family had money but they still refused, and so in desperation the brother pulled out a pistol; and he demanded the nurses/doctors to cure/heal their younger sister, but surprisingly they still refused.

I probably calmed the brother down and I probably convinced him to put the gun away and that we should focus on getting their stolen money back and come back another day to have their younger sister cured/healed, I guess the nurses/doctors decided not to call the police, and I left with the 3 siblings back into another part of the house; and then I went outside because my parent’s had returned with the rental car, it was a small/compact reddish colored car, and oddly it only had two indoor seats and even more strange is it had two tiny outdoor seats.

There was not enough room for me to fit inside of the car with my parent’s, who were about to go somewhere (maybe the fair-like event/whatever), and so I decided to stay and visit with the three siblings; and my parent’s left in the tiny rental car.

The three siblings wanted to go to the fair-like event/whatever and so I rode in their car to the event that took place in a fictional field/area and across the street from the DY Baseball Field where the Snow-Cone Stand should be and there was/were many different activities taking place like maybe a gun show, a temporary water park with a tall slide, fair rides/equipment with maybe a tall slide, food/drink/business stands, music, dance, et cetera.

Almost everyone was having a good time and I remember exploring with the three siblings, at some point we went to the area where the Snow-Cone Stand should be where a lot of young adults were hanging out, and one or more men started bothering us; and they looked/acted like villains from a 1980s film like The Karate Kid film, one of them had whitish colored skin with blondish colored hair in a 1980s style, and he was the most annoying.

Somehow I managed to stop the bully without using violence and we continued having fun, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


Dream Julia Starring Tilda Swinton

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Last night I remembered some of my last dream, which took place in a fictional version of a real city.

I can not remember the beginning parts of the dream, so, some of the key parts of the dream are missing.

All I remember is going to a hotel-like building with my fictional step-mom or soon-to-be fictional step-mom and my two fictional step-siblings (one was a young woman and the other was a young man, and they both appeared to be between 15-18 years old). 😀

This is all very odd, especially since in the dream I had two moms (not in the homosexual sense/way/meaning), my real mom (who was not in the dream, but I did think of her in the dream once) & also this fictional step-mom, but I do not remember ever thinking about my dad or who my dad was in this dream; in real life I have only one mom & dad, and they have never divorced. 😀

I do not remember the details, but I do know that we moved our stuff into the hotel room and I drove my step-siblings around town.

My fictional step-mom was Tilda Swinton as her character Julia, from the film Julia, and in the dream her name was Julia. 😀

She seemed to act almost just like Julia in the film and she had an alcohol addiction & was drunk most of the time, she did not take care of her kids, she would come home late at night with unknown men, she would leave without telling us, etc. 😀

In the dream I had just got/gotten a job in this city and so did my fictional step-mom, who I will refer to as Julia from now on, but I can not remember the job parts of the dream.

But I do remember one part in the dream where Julia came back to the hotel room drunk and I tried to talk to her about that, but she argued with me, but I could barely understand her with her slurred speech & she would say things that did not make sense since she was drunk; so instead of arguing with her I had to help her get to her bed or couch and she went to sleep, and she ended up missing work the next day, while I was gone to my job. 😀

I came back from work and she was still asleep :D, and so I woke her up & tried to talk to her about the situation; she made some excuses & argued with me and so I warned her that she could lose her job if she kept missing days of work like that.

After that conversation, I remember a situation where she would not take my step-siblings/her kids somewhere in the city, so I took them instead.

After my siblings and I returned, Julia was gone, and so we tried calling & texting her mobile phone but she did not respond.

We waited around until late at night hoping that she would call, since we were worried about her, but she did not; so we went to sleep.

The next morning I woke up and went to talk to the manager of the hotel/or whatever it was, because I was not sure if Julia had paid for the room or not.

I do not remember most of my conversation with the manager, but I remember mentioning that Julia was my step-mom and not my real/biological mom, and I remember thinking of my real mom; I do not think she was dead or anything, but I do not remember thinking about my real brothers or my dad.

In fact I do not remember thinking about a dad at all, which is odd.

I then walked back to the hotel room to talk to my step-siblings and we noticed Julia leaving her room with two unknown men, and the two men left the room; so I went to talk to Julia about where she had been and about her other problems.

I tried to explain some of the problems to Julia and let her know that I wanted to help her get some help with her problems, but I woke up as we talked/argued. 😀
The end,

-John Jr 🙂