My Mind Exploring Concepts Using Dreams

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I had several short dreams last night and the words concept/concepts stood out in my mind when waking up each time, it seems that my mind was using dreams to explore various concepts based on various topics (The Shadow (psychology) which I think was explored one or more times, fear, religion, aliens, the paranormal, science, technology, television, film, and many other topics and concepts), and I only remember part of four of those dreams.

Dream 1

All that I can remember is that I think that this all started with my family being inside a house watching a fictional television show that focused on various topics/themes/concepts/genres/and more during maybe the evening or night, and I started watching the television show with them; and I got to see and experience various concepts through the television show (science fiction, horror, comedy, action, mystery, drama, et cetera), but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

The second dream was a continuation of the first dream where somehow I either won or was chosen for something that was connected to the fictional television show from the first dream, even though I was new to that television show and I did not know much about it, and a woman with long hair with maybe whitish colored skin won or was chosen as well; and she knew more about the television show than I did.

We were taken to a hotel-like building during maybe the night, it seemed that we were going to be part of a study/experiment that also included a sleep study and I guess a dream study that was probably somehow connected with/to that television show, and they put both of us in the same hotel room where I assume they were watching us with surveillance equipment and they probably had medical equipment connected to us to gather data/information/and more; and I assume that they had people nearby in case something went wrong and/or as security.

The woman and I had separate beds next to each other in the hotel room that somewhat reminded me of a nice version of my brother GC’s room with a taller ceiling and a bit more space, I remember both of us laying on our separate beds talking to each other about the television show and this study/experiment/sleep study/dream study/and more, and I remember us having a very good and intellectual conversation.

We talked about various concepts in connection with the television show, I had not seem many of those episodes, but I was able to talk about those concepts and my opinions on those concepts; and we had a long and nice conversation, but at some point we had to finally go to sleep.

I had a dream within a dream that I can not remember but I know that I woke up from this dream within a dream back into the other dream, I woke up with sleep paralysis in the other dream, and this part of the dream was realistic and scary because I started having my usual reactions of fear and panic; and I saw a shadow figure standing between our beds looking at me, it looked like the shadow of a woman, and for some reason it felt like/seemed like the shadow of the woman sleeping in her bed next to mine or it had assumed her shape/form.

I was terrified and I could not move or talk/yell and so I struggled while the shadow just looked down at me doing nothing, I reminded myself that this was just sleep paralysis so this was probably a hallucination, and I started calming myself by closing my eyes and controlling my breathing while reminding myself to stay calm; and eventually I calmed down enough to open my eyes and the shadow figure of a/the woman was gone, and I was able to move.

The woman in the bed next to me was still sleeping, I wanted to tell her about what happened but she was sleeping so I decided that I would tell her in the morning, and I wanted to ask the people doing the study/experiment if their cameras saw anything/anyone standing between our beds during the night or not; but I woke up as I tried to decide whether to ask them now or in the morning.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of the third dream is that I think that it was partly inspired by the Syfy television mini-series Ascension, and it seemed to possibly be exploring concepts like: adolescence, puberty, and more.

The music artist Selena Gomez or a woman like her, one of her female friends with whitish colored skin with long maybe yellowish colored hair, and two young men who one or more of them wanted to date and/or have sex with were in an indoor swimming pool hanging out that somewhat reminded me of the one from Ascension.

Mrs. Gomez seemed to be trying to encourage her friend to be more outgoing and start flirting with and having sex with and dating young men, her friend was shy and young, and so it was basically a short dream following concepts related to social interactions/situations/and more involving young people with growing hormones as their bodies mature; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

All that I can remember of the fourth/last dream is that I was on vacation with my family during maybe a gray afternoon in a fictional city and we went to a new Ryan’s buffet restaurant, we had to park on the other side of an apartment complex and we had to pass through the apartment complex on foot to reach Ryan’s, and there were many people standing around in the center of the apartment complex as the police searched for a man who had attacked someone and/or something like that.

Most of the people had brownish colored skin but not all of them, they seemed ready to help catch/stop the man who the police were after and it seemed that they were hoping for a chance to attack him maybe, and so there seemed to be a focus on the concept of group/mob behaviors and/or something like that; and I stayed to watch as my family continued to Ryan’s to wait in a long line outside the building.

At some point the crowd of people saw a man with whitish colored skin looking out the window of one of the apartment rooms on the first floor who was possibly the man who the police were after, he possibly had a hostage, and so they probably sent someone to find the police to tell them; and they surrounded the apartment room, but I can not remember what happened other than a standoff taking place.

Eventually I went outside to join my family as they waited in the line outside of the Ryan’s building that looked like a house oddly, I remember talking with people in line talking about how this Ryan’s is always so crowded, and one of the people looked like the comedian Jay Leno but he was very short and he acted more like the dead actor Gary Coleman; and so he seemed to be a combination of Jay Leno and Gary Coleman maybe.

I remember a man walking up to my family talking about after college services that he did/performed (helping people who graduate from college with various things), he gave us his business card if we were interested, and at some point we finally went inside the crowded Ryan’s building.

I remember many people probably wearing costumes oddly, one man had a strange costume head/mask that made his head seem/look almost flat, and it was a circular whitish colored head with a simple blackish colored smiley face design for the face; and I wondered if his head was really that flat or if his costume just made it seem that way.

I think that the food was pretty good and that the selection of food was probably pretty good but I am not sure, and that is all that I can remember before waking up.

The end,

-John Jr

Riding A Kick Scooter | Shane Walsh Escapes | A Library / Store-Like Place With Stuff That Belongs To My Family And A Self-Sleep Study-Like Machine

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I had difficultly/a hard time/problems trying to go to sleep last night at first because I kept feeling like I was losing blood circulation or something strange like that but eventually I was able to go to sleep, I woke up to use the bathroom two times, and I barely remember part of three dreams.

Dream 1

In the first dream I remember riding a kick scooter during the evening or night in the city of D on my way back to my parent’s house, as I was passing the train tracks near the A Plant I remember passing a man who(m) I recognized from a past dream or several past dreams who was riding a skateboard and he had whitish colored skin and he was bald I think, and we greeted each other and we said a few words to each other as we passed by each other; and we said goodbye to each other and we kept going in opposite directions.

There was no automobile traffic on the street and there was almost no one outside, so it was nice being able to ride the kick scooter down my grandfather’s street in peace, and I walked across the field by my parent’s house holding the kick scooter over my shoulder as my brother’s pet dogs watched me from inside the yard; and I went through the double gates of my parent’s yard near the end of my parent’s street, and I went inside my parent’s house after noticing that the abandoned mobile home across the street was gone except for a fictional small shack-like house that was the original house that used to be connected to the mobile home.

I remember talking to my brother GC about the shack-like house and he wanted to go explore it and so we went to explore it, I remember us looking in the backyard first, and all the trash cans and other objects left behind were dug into the ground separately where the top of each trash can/object was even/level with the ground; and it seemed that this was done to help prevent the wind/storms from blowing/throwing the objects around and to decrease the chance(s) of people messing with/stealing the objects/trash cans.

My brother GC went inside the shack-like house and I followed him, surprisingly the lights came on when my brother GC turned the light switch on, and there was an old TV that worked when my brother GC turned it on; and the inside of the shack-like house looked okay/pretty good and it was still furnished to our surprise, and I remember us looking around the shack-like house briefly but then I told my brother GC that we should leave and I made sure that he turned the light switch and the TV off and we walked back toward my parent’s house but I woke up.

Dream 2

The second dream once again took place in my parent’s yard during the evening or night but I am not sure if my family was there or not, I just remember seeing a group of mostly unknown men being led by Rick Grimes from the TV show The Walking Dead in the yard near the side of the house closest to the living room, and they had Shane Walsh from the TV show The Walking Dead chained up as a prisoner because it seemed that he had committed some crimes and he was too dangerous to let free; but I am not sure if they were all together trying to survive from zombies or not, probably, but I did not see any zombies in the dream.

Rick had two men (a somewhat large/over-fat man with dark brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair wearing a short winter knit hat/cap and a thin man with whitish colored skin with long blondish colored hair wearing a tall/long winter knit hat/cap) escorting Shane at all times and it was time for him to eat, someone handed Shane some sugarcane-like plant to eat but he would have to break it open to eat what was inside, and I felt that he would try to use it as a weapon; and so I broke up the sugarcane-like plant into smaller pieces for him and I handed it/them to him, when he went to grab the pieces he moved very close to me and it seemed that he was going to try to stab me in the stomach with one of the pieces (we both stared at each other for a moment), but he knew that I was expecting him to try to stab me and that the pieces were too short to kill me and so he stopped his plan to stab me and the two men guarding him.

Rick and the others were very afraid/cautious about Shane, they wanted to do what ever it took to keep him chained and under supervision, and while Shane was eating I moved toward a tall probably wooden structure near where the picnic table should be that was almost taller than the house; and I remember a woman talking with Rick, several of the others, and I and this distracted us from Shane for a moment but then we heard some noise that sounded like a struggle.

We turned to see the two men knocked to the ground and Shane was gone, it was very dark outside and maybe a bit foggy, and so we were not sure where Shane was; and so in a panic and to avoid getting attacked by surprise we started to climb the tall structure to hide on top of it and to get a better view to find Shane, and Rick ordered the two men who got knocked down to search for Shane under the house.

The two men were afraid but they went under the house but something grabbed one of the men with chains and it pulled him screaming out of sight and his screaming stopped like in a scary film/movie or something like that, I wondered how was Shane strong enough to do something like that, and the other man under the house could not see Shane or the other man who got grabbed and pulled away; and so this made us even more afraid, and so the other man waited for Rick to decide what to do next.

We started debating on how to handle the situation and what we thought/predicted that Shane would do next, but I woke up.

Dream 3

The third and last dream took place during the day at a small fictional library/Goodwill-like store/place (where maybe you could checkout items, rent items, and maybe buy items) that was familiar to me in the dream like I have been to it/there before in one or more past dreams, I even remembered that my family had donated several dark reddish/burgundy colored wooden shelves to the store/place, but my family forgot to remove their stuff from the shelves and so my family’s stuff was still on the shelves; but surprisingly it seemed that no one had bought, sold, stole, or thrown away any of my family’s stuff yet even after one or more dreams of this store/place to my surprise.

My mom was there with me looking around the store/place with other shoppers/people, there were lots of shelves along the walls like book shelves with various items (including books), and the back wall to the left had several windows where you could see the outside to a small alley(way); and it somewhat seemed that we/the building were/was where the BP Library used to be after it burned down many years ago connected to/next to the BB store.

At some point I showed my mom the stuff that belonged to our family that was still on the shelves that we had donated, I asked her to go through the items to pick the items that she wanted to take back home with us, and I would pack them up; and she agreed with the idea but I do not think that she followed my advice but she did look through the stuff, and I remember using one or more large brown paper bags to put my family’s stuff in while my mom was still shopping.

I remember a lot of my dad’s stuff being on the shelves like the custom brownish/blackish colored leather case that holds his high school diploma with his name on it, custom leather Christian bible covers/cases with his name on them, some of his books, some of his old music tapes/disks/records/cassettes/et cetera, old personal objects, et cetera; but there were also some things that belonged to my mom as well like decorations/et cetera, and maybe a few things that belonged to my brothers and/or me.

After packing all the items that I could that belonged to my family I took a break to check out a special self-sleep study-like machine that was on the back wall on the left side of the store/place by the windows, you had to sit at the machine and put on headphones and it would tell what to do and what buttons to press while showing you screens of the various things that it monitored on/from your body/brain/mind/et cetera, and my mom was still shopping/looking around the store/place.

I remember listening to and following the instructions that the self-sleep study-like machine gave me through the headphones, I remember pressing some buttons and looking at some screens that showed the various things that it was monitoring (maybe my pulse, blood pressure, brain waves, temperature, the time, et cetera), and I remember closing my eyes at some point when I was supposed to daydream and/or think and/or take a nap; but the volume on the headphones was very low and I could barely hear the instructions being given, and so I pressed a help button that called technical support and to my surprise two men working as technicians drove up outside the window to help me.

The two men (one with whitish colored skin and the other with medium brownish colored skin) drove up outside the window in maybe a whitish or brownish or blackish colored work van with the logo/symbol of their company on the sides and they both wore a whitish or brownish colored uniform that looked a bit like the UPS (United Parcel Service) uniform but with pants and with maybe a military flat cap/hat-like cap/hat, I opened the window, and they walked me through some diagnostic checks and the checks showed that everything was working properly; and then they checked a few things on the self-sleep study-like machine from the window, and so I walked off briefly to remind my mom to talk to the store about letting us take our stuff back home.

After I finished talking with my mom I waked back to the self-sleep study-like machine but the two technicians were gone, I sat back down at the machine to test the headphones, but I can not remember if the volume was better now or not; and I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

A Sleep / Dream Study? | A Boy Almost Drowns In A Pond | My Grandfather’s House Getting Robbed On Father’s Day

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At some point during the night my body started to jerk/move in a sudden strong movement causing me to instantly wake up from several dreams randomly during the night, these sudden strong jerks of my body were strong enough to jerk me out of my dreams instantly but oddly I would not jump up in bed or out of bed, and so I forgot some of my dreams and parts of some of the dreams that I remember part of because of these random strong jerks of my body causing me to wake up instantly from several dreams.

I do not know why this kept happening sometimes during the night (sleep apnea(?), snoring, something scaring my body in the real world, my body/mind wanting to wake up for a certain reason(s), maybe it started after the sleep / dream study dream, who knows?)  I would wake up instantly feeling that my body just jerked me awake (the last time that this happened I saw that I had drooled on my pillow case, nasty), and then I would go back to sleep; and the dream would either continue or another dream would start, most of the dreams might have continued, but that is my guess.

Dream 1

One dream might have involved a school during the day, I remember talking with my former classmate AM, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

A second dream might have involved my brother GC’s cat named Dawn and her five kittens outside during the day, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

A third dream might have involved an unknown woman with whitish colored skin with long hair approaching me while I was walking outside in an unknown location during the day or afternoon or evening or on a gray day, and I think that the woman talked with me; and she probably asked me to take part in a sleep and/or dream study.

I remember saying that sounded interesting and that was something that I have been interested in having done/taking part in one day, but that I could not afford something like that but that I would probably do it if it was free and/or if I was getting paid; and maybe the woman said that it was free and/or that I would get paid, but I can not remember.

I remember telling her about some of the sleep/dream phenomenon/experiences/skills/et cetera that I had like: being able to remember more of my dreams and more details of my dreams than the average person, recording more of my dreams than the average person, lucid dreams, sleep paralysis, dreams within dreams, semi-dreams/semi-daydreams, possible sleep apnea, occasional snoring, occasional talking in my sleep, occasional moving in my sleep, occasional dreaming of what is happening in the real world around my body, and other things like that so that she could see if I was the type of person that they/she were/was looking for to do a sleep/dream study on.

She probably told me that I was the exact type of person that they were looking for, I probably agreed to the sleep/dream study, and I probably followed her to the location where the sleep/dream study would take place; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

A fourth dream took place during the day in D at a slightly fictional version of the DY Baseball Field(s) outside of the entrance by the caged area where the pitchers and batters practice before games, and near the entrance there was a fictional small pond; my dad was probably watching a baseball game, a younger version of my brother KD was by the pond, a little boy with whitish colored skin with short blondish colored hair was also by the pond, and I was by the pond as well.

At some point a ball that could float was/landed in the pond and I tried to get it for my brother KD, but I fell into the pond when I failed to jump far enough to reach a pipe or something near the edge of the pond; and the water was very brown/dirty as usual and a bit scary at first, but we all started to laugh.

The little boy wanted to jump into the pond too, he thought that I jumped into the pond on purpose (which was incorrect), and so I told him not to jump into the pond trying to explain that I fell in by accident and that it was too dangerous to swim in the pond especially without his parent’s watching him; but the boy did not listen to me, and he jumped into the pond as well.

Two young men and a young woman who probably knew the boy came running to the pond happily, and they jumped into the pond as well; and I threw my brother KD the ball, and I started swimming to the other side of the pond so that I could climb out of the pond as the young people jumped in and out of the pond as the boy continued swimming in the pond.

I swam past the boy as he was going under the water to swim, I reached the other side of the pond and I climbed out, but when I looked back at the pond the boy still had not come up from under the water; and so I started to worry about him, and I started asking the young people if they saw him and they did not see him now either.

I jumped back in the water with the young people and we tried to look for the boy but the water was too brown/dirty to see and debris/dirt/et cetera in the water kept irritating/getting into my eyes, I knew that we did not have much time to find the boy, and so I probably sent my brother KD to get my dad/help; and the young woman probably called emergency services with her mobile phone, but I woke up when my body jerked me awake.

I went right back to sleep and the dream continued with only a slight time jump where my dad had come to help, he jumped into the water, he found the boy under the water, and he pulled the boy out of the water as the boy’s parent’s (who also had whitish skin with blondish/brownish colored hair wearing t-shirts and pants) arrived panicking along with maybe a police officer as the ambulance was close to arriving.

The boy was not responding, I remember angrily wondering why the parents were not watching their son earlier, and I hoped that my dad’s special hit-you-hard-in-the-back technique would work to save the boy; and so my dad hit the boy in the top of his back with an open palm strike, and the boy woke up vomiting water/et cetera so it worked.

The boy was alive and his parent’s probably hugged him as the ambulance was approaching, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

And now that I am awake I see that this dream is somewhat similar to when my dad saved me in real life when I almost drowned at a swimming pool on vacation when I was a kid, and he used that same open palm strike that caused me to vomit the water/et cetera out (he pulled me out of the pool right before I lost consciousness, fortunately he was in the swimming pool with me as I was drowning, unlike the parent’s in the dream or I would not be here today (I partly/sometimes wish that I would have died that day, after the initial panic almost drowning/drowning was not so bad, and it was very peaceful near the end as I was about to lose consciousness as I sank further under water into the darker parts of the water as I saw rays of light coming down into the water from the sun; it was very nice, it was something that you have to experience yourself to know what it was like, I can still feel it somewhat today just thinking about it and I wish that I could feel/experience that again, in a way it felt like going home like that is where I really belong and/or where I rather be and/or where I was born or came from and/or something like that where it almost feelings like it is calling me home just thinking about it and I want to return to that place)).

Dream 5

My fifth/last dream took place during the day in D on Father’s Day I think and I was walking from my parent’s yard to my grandfather’s yard when I saw/heard a man cutting the grass with a push-mower by the G House near by grandfather’s yard, and I thought that it was my uncle CE at first but then I thought that it was my brother KD because the man was younger and he probably was wearing a black colored do-rag; but when I got closer I realized that he was not my brother KD, and it was an unknown young man with light-to-medium brownish colored skin with probably black colored hair.

Next to the young man cutting grass was another unknown man standing there with medium brownish colored skin with short black colored hair, I did not know them but I assumed that they were some indirect family members who I never met before, and that they were visiting/helping my grandfather because it was Father’s Day; and so I waved at them and smiled, and I walked into my grandfather’s yard.

The two men walked into the yard and they greeted me before I could reach my grandfather’s door so I walked over to them, they wanted me to unlock my grandfather’s door for them, but I did not know them so I tested them to see if I could trust them or not; and I asked them if they were family members, they said yes, and I asked them how were they related to me but they refused to answer my question and I instantly knew that they had lied about being family members & that they could not be trusted.

I told them that I did not know them and I nicely asked them to leave, and I started walking off pretending that I was going to leave; but I really was waiting to see what they would do next so that I could decide if I needed to call the police or not, but as I was pretending to walk away I heard my grandfather’s door open to my surprise.

I turned around to see the two men entering my grandfather’s house and so I sneaked in after them, in the living room I saw my grandfather on the ground holding his chair trying to get up like someone had knocked him to the ground, and I asked him if he was okay; but I heard three voices coming from the kitchen, and so I sneaked outside the kitchen and I glanced inside the kitchen.

I saw the two men and a third man who had dark brownish colored skin with short black colored braids or dreadlocks, they were smiling/laughing/talking about how this was going to be easy, and it sounded like they were talking about how they were going to divide whatever they were going to steal from my grandfather’s house; and somehow they did not see me, and so I sneaked outside leaving my grandfather (which I did not want to do, but I did not want to alert the thieves or put my grandfather in more danger) and I called emergency services with my mobile phone.

A female worker answered the phone and I quickly told her my name, the situation, gave a description of the thieves, I gave her the address, and I asked her to send the police now; but she asked me to repeat my name again about two times, and she wanted to waste time asking each question in order but I told her that there was no time for that and I repeated the overview of the situation while asking for the police to be send immediately but she kept wanting to waste time going over each question slowly.

I tried to talk quietly so the thieves could not hear me outside and I tried to decide what should I do until the police came, because I did not want them to escape and I wanted to get some video/audio of them first in case they did escape, and so while I talked with the female worker trying to get her to send the police I struggled trying to decide what to do because I hated leaving my grandfather in his house alone on the floor with the thieves robbing the house; but if they saw me I feared that they would attack and hurt my grandfather as I fought them and/or they would run and escape and never get caught, but I woke up as I started to get stressed.

*Today’s song that came to mind after waking up or during the afternoon was Sur Le Fil by Keren Ann: *

The end,

-John Jr