A Family Park | A Family Business

Dream 1

This dream involved me having false memories of a family owned park / business that was out in the countryside, and it was owned by a family with light-color skin.

I had false memories of having gone there several times before in the past, and in the dream I decided to drive there to see if it was still open.


Stormy Daniels’s Store | The Red Door

Dream 1

My female coworker JB was possibly in this dream and / or in another dream, or she was mentioned or thought of, but I am not sure; and that is all that I can remember of this possible dream.

Dream 2

This dream took place during the day in the city of D in a somewhat fictional version of downtown that is sometimes in my dreams where there are many small businesses that you can explore, and I was with two men I knew who were possibly former classmates of mine (maybe DH and someone else) but I can not remember, but I do know that one of them had dark-color skin and the other had light-color skin.


My Coworker Mrs. DT Selling Custom Casio Watches And Trump TV?

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it was dark outside like either there was bad-looking weather like a storm was approaching and/or it was storming and/or it was evening or night, I remember a man with whitish-color skin, and I remember seeing a lit up city in the distance with modern tall multi-story buildings with many windows; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was talking with my aunt JE, I am not sure what we were talking about, but I do know that she was doing most of the talking and that she was acting like she was so smart and knowledgeable about whatever topic or topics we were talking about like she was lecturing me and/or talking down to me and/or something like that; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside a fictional one-story house where I seemed to live with all of my family except for my brother CC and his family, and it was possibly somewhat dark outside like bad-looking weather like a storm was on its way and/or it was evening or early night.

I was relaxed and I did not feel like doing much or being bothered by anyone except by my direct family (parent’s, siblings, et cetera) so I was probably playing video games and using a computer and maybe watching some television alone and with some of my family.

At some point my mom got a call that some of our family members from her side of the family from T were about to arrive at our house for a visit because they were in town visiting, and they were almost to our house.

This annoyed me because I did not feel like being bothered so I started trying to quickly finish what I was doing so that I could go in another room to avoid them, but then they arrived at the front door so I quickly went to another room as my mom was letting them inside the house.

Basically I was hiding in another room to avoid them, and some of the family members from T who arrived to visit included: my aunt DE, my uncle EE, my cousin EE and his family, and my cousin ME and his family.

At some point my family members and my family probably needed help with a video game console or computer or something, and so I left out of hiding to help them.

I then started talking with them and maybe we started playing some video games, and then my mood started to change from annoyed to positive probably as we started to have some fun; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

All that I can remember of this dream is being inside a building and I found a small room that was somewhat like an emptier version of the shelving room from my shelver job at The BP Library, and my coworker Mrs. DT was sitting at a desk like her work desk in real life and maybe she had a male employee of hers in the room who worked with her but I can not remember.

My coworker Mrs. DT told me that she had started a small business selling custom (customized) Casio watches from this small room; which was possibly also the room that she worked in on her normal job, but I am not sure.

If she had a male employee, he probably walked out of the room at this point, and then my coworker Mrs. DT told me the story of how she started this small business selling custom Casio watches.

She said that he or someone she knew had a Casio watch that they wanted to customize in some way, I can not remember how they wanted it customized but it was something very minor and easy to do, and so she called Casio to ask them about how to do this.

Casio told her that it was possible and that she would have to pay $1, this would authorize her to be able to customize Casio watches, and maybe she could send them the watch and they would apply the customization and/or she could buy the supplies that she needs from them and do it herself as long as she pays the $1 fee that gives her authorization to customize Casio watches; but I am not sure if this $1 fee was a one-time fee or a monthly fee or a per item fee.

My coworker Mrs. DT paid the $1 fee, sent Casio the watch to be customized, and she ordered supplies so that she could customize Casio watches herself.

Slowly people started paying her to customize Casio watches for them and/or for her to send them to Casio to be customized, and she turned it into a small business and maybe eventually hired the male employee to help with this.

After telling her story my coworker Mrs. DT then showed me her supplies, and started to give me an overview of the process.

After talking I congratulated her and I wished her well, and then I said goodbye and I left.

As I was walking down a hallway in the building I took out my mobile phone to look at the news app to check out the news, and on the front page of the news app I saw a very close up image of the face of my former male classmate DH.

His face looked a bit strange and the image was zoomed in so close to his face that you could not see all of his face, it was possibly the side of his face, but I am not sure.

On the top maybe right corner of the image in small letters I saw the words: Now Live with maybe a red circle symbol next to it, and in big letters at the bottom of the image I saw the words Trump TV.

I assumed that this was for a live radio show and/or television show and/or podcast and/or live stream called Trump TV and/or that the station or channel was called Trump TV, and that my former classmate DH was probably the guest or guest caller on this live show.

I had never heard of Trump TV before and so I was interested to see why the face of my former classmate DH was the main image for this news article, I assumed that my former classmate DH was going to be sharing his thoughts on The President Of The United States Donald Trump, and why he voted for him and about how other people treated him for voting for Donald Trump.

I assumed that they picked my former classmate DH because he is a police officer, soldier, former American football player, martial artist (black belt), college graduate, father, et cetera.

But I woke up as I was trying to tap on the news article so that I could watch and listen to the live Trump TV program.

The end,

-John Jr


Getting Murdered By A Firefighter

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I forgot all of my dreams from last night except for part of one dream, during one part of the dream I remember being outside during the day in a slightly fictional version of my parents’ yard, and my male cousin DE was with me.

My parents’ had a fictional customized carport that combined two carports into one carport that had walls and so it was closed off like a house, this carport was connected to a one-story house area, this house area was connected to a larger version of the two storage buildings in my parents’ yard that were now connected, and the combined storage building was connected a small business owned by the people who customized these buildings for my parents’ I think.

I took my cousin DE on a tour of these connected buildings starting with the carport which was mostly a whitish and grayish color, it was nice and clean and private inside, and the roof was very tall with light coming through the materials used throughout the carport because they were designed to let some light through.

We then walked into the house area which was a nice spacious one-story area with nice somewhat modern furniture with a few sunken areas (maybe the living room and family room), it looked better than my parents’ house, and it was possibly slightly larger than my parents’ house or about the same size with a better use of space.

I wanted to spend more time in the house area but I decided to continue the tour and we walked through the storage building where my parents’ hoard/store things, and then we walked into small business that was owned by a somewhat older married couple (husband and wife) who both had whitish colored skin with graying hair and/or grayish/whitish colored hair.

The husband and wife were standing behind a counter and in front of them was a sunken lobby, it is possible that they rented out some rooms in their small business like a hotel because I saw some people hanging out in the lobby like it was a hotel lobby, and they also did customizing of buildings.

I greeted the husband and wife and I probably introduced them to my cousin DE, after this I do not remember seeing my cousin DE again and so maybe he left, and then I remember walking across the lobby to leave when I was approached by maybe a middle-aged woman with whitish colored skin with reddish colored hair who looked somewhat like PS BO.

I think that the woman needed help with something and I agreed to help her, we walked outside like I was probably helping her find/reach a certain location/area like maybe she was lost and/or something like that, and oddly there was a parking lot outside instead of my parents’ yard in this area.

Next to the parking lot was a sidewalk next to a street and there were businesses/buildings along the sidewalk, we started to walk toward the sidewalk when suddenly the woman stopped and she started having what seemed to be a medical emergency, and so I called emergency services.

At least three male firefighters were the first to reach us with the firefighter in charge having whitish colored skin with maybe a slight tan and he spoke with a masculine / macho maybe New York accent / New Jersey-like accent when he spoke English, and the other two firefighters had dark brownish colored skin with one of them being an older man.

The woman could not talk at this point and she probably vomited and then she collapsed to the ground, the main firefighter angrily told me to stop standing around and do something, and he started insulting me which surprised/annoyed/angered me.

I picked up the woman to carry her to the sidewalk and the younger firefighter with dark brownish colored skin bumped into me, I apologized even though it was him who bumped into me, but he got angry and he started insulting me as well and smiling/laughing at me and threatening me and the older firefighter did the same.

I laid the unconscious woman down on the ground and she started to spasm and/or have light seizures and/or maybe something like that, I was annoyed/angered by the firefighters behavior but I was focused on helping the woman, and people were starting to crowd around to see what was going on.

The ambulance probably arrived and they probably started helping the woman, I began arguing with the firefighters (they started arguing with me), and the younger firefighter started acting like he wanted to fight me and he threatened me and he pushed me and I probably pushed him back; and I was so annoyed that I was ready to fight back, but he walked away to my surprise.

I turned my back to see how the woman was doing and while my back was turned the young firefighter had walked off and got his pistol, he then walked up behind me and put his pistol to the back of my head while everyone else was focused on the woman, and he forced me at gunpoint to walk with him further away from the crowd.

I probably told him that using a gun was on someone from behind like this was cowardly and if he wanted to fight me that he should fight me in hand-to-hand combat, but then he shot me in the back of my head instead of fighting me; and I died.

I remember seeing a newspaper report showing that the firefighter got arrested for murdering me, and then I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


A School Protest With André 3000 And Diarrhea | Eminem Working With A Small Business

Dream 1

The first dream is a bit unclear but I remember being inside of a fictional high school that was combined with a Walmart/mall-like store and I was a student, my former classmate MT was in one of my classes, and eventually our class went inside the Walmart/mall-like area to several areas like an eye doctor’s office and a restaurant; and at some point I realized that some or most or all of my clothing was missing, and I was either missing a shirt or most of my clothing except for my underwear or I was naked.

I asked my former classmate MT if he had seen my clothes and he told me that he remembered seeing some of my clothing in the eye doctor’s office, and so I walked to the eye doctor’s office to get my clothes; and I remember some of my female schoolmates and other people staring at me as I walked around without a shirt or most of my clothes or naked, and I remember having more muscles and muscle tone than I have in real life.

I think that I found my shirt in the eye doctor’s office but some of my clothing was still missing, and so I continued looking for the rest of my clothes and eventually I went to a classroom to look for my clothes; and there was a class taking place in the classroom and my former classmate RB was in the class, and for some reason he kept staring at me angrily like he wanted to fight me.

I said hello to my former classmate RB but he angrily said something to me about something that I allegedly did to him in the past and he was angry about it and he wanted revenge, but I had no idea what he was talking about and I told him this; but he still was angry at me and he told me that I should be ashamed of myself, and I asked him if he had seen any of my missing clothing but he did not respond.

He then got in my face like he wanted to fight me and I tried to calm him down but it was not working, and eventually I started to get angry and we came close to fighting; but I walked away to avoid having to hurt him, and maybe eventually I found my clothes.

I remember a female voice over an intercom system mentioning that the school was going to vote on something and eventually we voted, and the something won that involved lining up or something like that; and at the end of the school day we all were walking down a hallway to leave outside, but a mean Stephanie McMahon-like woman who may/might have been the principal stopped us and she had some teachers/administrators/whoever with her.

She said something to us like: “So, you want to line up/you voted for lining up, well I will show you lining up, EVERYONE GET INTO TWO LINES NOW!”

We all stood in two separate lines down the hallway and she then told us that from now on that before being able to leave school each day that we had to line up like this and wait, and then one-at-a-time we would have to shake the hand of the person in the other line next to us and we would have to say and/or do nice things to each other and/or something like that until she and/or the teachers/administrators say that we can leave the school.

This is not what we had voted on/for but she was angry that we had won the vote, and so she was going to punish the entire school by making the line up/lining up into something that we hated; and she smiled at us with a negative smile, she had us wait for a long time, and then she had us begin being tested one-at-a-time to see if we could leave the school or not.

I remember everyone being angry/annoyed about the situation, oddly some of us students were adults and some of us were young people and teenagers, and the music artist André 3000 was one of the adults students and I was an adult student as well; and he wanted to start a school protest once we got outside.

When it was my turn to be tested the person next to me in the other line was a nice happy young woman or female teenager with whitish color skin with long blondish colored hair and I think that she could not talk because of a handicap of some kind, and I remember us smiling at each other as we greeted each other with a handshake and she had a very cheerful smile; and I said something positive about her, and the principal and the teachers/administrators let us go outside.

The young woman or teenager grabbed my hand and she ran outside holding my hand smiling and acting like a little girl (maybe she was a little girl or with her handicap she acted like a little girl), she led me to an automobile in the parking lot that had someone inside of it, and I assumed that it was one of her parent’s there to pick her up from school.

She was excited to be outside and she wanted me to see her parent I guess, I said a few kind things to her and I waved at her parent, and then I said goodbye to her; and she smiled at me and she ran to the automobile to get inside, and then she waved at me smiling happily as they drove away like an excited little girl.

It was a very nice day outside but many students were angry and André 3000 started leading a protest against the school outside in the parking lot, I sat in the parking lot watching and trying to decide if I should join the protest or not, and somehow people started getting sick with diarrhea like it was spreading very quickly strangely.

I started to smell diarrhea (I was able to smell it in the dream oddly, unfortunately) and I looked down to see that I was sitting in diarrhea because I had it now too, it went through my underwear and pants which was disgusting, and I slowly stood up trying to figure out how I was going to clean up the mess and clean my clothes and myself.

I also felt sick to my stomach but I got awakened in the real world because someone turned up the heater too high, in the real world I felt sick like I did in the dream and I felt like I really had diarrhea, but fortunately I did not use the bathroom on myself in the real world.

Dream 2

The second dream is very unclear and it started during the day in a fictional city at a fictional school or college I think, and I think that I was inside the school or college; and during the dream I remember hearing people talk about being approached by people who knew personal information about them, and they would offer to help them with certain problems for a fee/certain price.

Each of them mentioned being approached by one person, this person would claim to work for a certain local small business, and they would somehow know some personal information about the person like they had investigated them; and then they would mention a problem that the person was having, usually medical/insurance/bill related problems I think, and they would offer to help them for a fee/certain price.

At some point when I was leaving the school or college with some other people walking down a sidewalk in the neighborhood of the school on a nice sunny day we were approached by the music artist Eminem who knew some personal information about a man in our group and he knew about a certain problem that he was having, and Eminem offered to help the man for a fee; and I decided to question Eminem because it seemed that he worked for the same local small business whose workers had approached people the entire dream.

Eminem told me that he did work for that small business and that he knew the owner of that small business personally, and he shared some information about the company with me; and I remember him saying that each employee of the small business were trained as investigators first, and they also would get basic training in various other areas.

Eminem then explained some of the personal life history of the owner of the small business who was a man with dark brownish color skin with short blackish colored hair who wore sunglasses and he somewhat reminded me of a rough/tougher version of the character Jazz from the TV show The Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air, and as Eminem told me parts of the owner’s life story I was able to see those moments in the owner’s life.

I remember seeing the owner when he was a boy in a poor/rough neighborhood of the city, he had a rough life and he was an angry boy who almost never smiled and he often looked like he wanted to kill someone, and I remember seeing the owner as a boy outside walking down a sidewalk looking angry as other kids played and adults did various illegal activities on the streets; and a fight or something happened between some adults, and the owner saw and/or did something that day that changed his life forever.

Whatever happened eventually led the owner down a path to start his own small business to make money legally and to maybe help his community at the same time, and that is how his small business got started; and now he was slowly expanding his small business and training more workers from his community.

Eminem told me that the owner was no longer as angry as he used to be as a boy, he told me that the owner was a good man with a legitimate business and that the man cared about his community, and at some point Eminem walked away; and I remember thinking about the things that he told me, and I wanted to continue to investigate the owner and his small business.

I hoped to talk to the owner in person, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr