The Soviet Union And / Or Russia?

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that I was at The B Parish Library where I work, and I remember seeing my former male classmate DH there so I talked with him.

During our conversation he possibly suggested that I have a party, at some point we said goodbye and I probably told him that I would contact him if I decided to have a party, and then I remember leaving the library and driving during the day past McDonald’s.

On the right side of the road was a parking lot with a small one-story building with a fictional business that I assumed could probably make me some party invitations, and so I decided to go to this business to see if this was true and how much would it cost.

I parked and I went inside the business, all the workers that I saw were female, and there were a few shoppers already there ahead of me at the back of the middle of the room so I waited.

As I was waiting I saw movement out the left corner of my eye, a cover was being removed which revealed two windowed counters with two female workers, and on the left side was a female employee with brown skin and on the right side was a woman with tanned (possibly makeup or a fake tan) white skin with maybe brown hair that was pinned up and she was dressed in a formal military-like outfit that looked like an old solid color old Soviet Union and/or Nazi Germany-like uniform and she looked and sounded like a stereotype of a female soldier in the old Soviet Union and/or Russia.

I then noticed a boy with white skin and maybe yellow hair wearing a male child informal version with shorts instead of a skirt of the outfit that the female employee on the right was wearing, it reminded me of something the Hitler Youth might wear but it was probably an old Soviet Union-style too, and he was playing outside the area where the female employee on the right was sitting so this seemed to be her son.

Near or on the counter where the female employee on the right side was I noticed a nice wooden and metal plaque of a map that seemed to be of the old Soviet Union or Russia and I saw a red and gold symbol that possibly had star on it and seemed to represent the old Soviet Union or Russia, and the map even had text showing the names of places but it was all in Russian it seemed so I could not read it.

The female employee on the right side greeted me with a heavy Russian accent and she asked me what could she help me with today, but the another woman (I am not sure who, maybe the female employee with brown skin on the left side, or a woman behind me who I could not see) said something about the boy who was playing and she said something like this:

“Isn’t that the boy who was saved by the Ku Klux Klan (KKK)?” (This was said like maybe the woman said this as a veiled way to warn me, and hopefully cause some trouble and make me not want to do business with the female employee on the right side)

I saw a flashback of the boy inside a building in Russia or the old Soviet Union at a rally, and some members of the Ku Klux Klan (KKK) were there among mostly citizens of the Soviet Union or Russia.

They were either celebrating saving the boy and/or they had just saved him and then celebrated, I am not sure what they saved him from, and the flashback ended.

The woman on the right side made a facial expression that showed that she was worried that hearing that information would make me leave, so I assume that boy was her son, and that she was worried about some customers reactions to hearing that they had some involvement with the Ku Klux Klan (KKK) in some way (not that they were members or anything, but that they were possibly in a group who were allies of the KKK maybe but I am not sure).

To their surprise I did not let this bother me, I asked the female employee on the right side if they could make party invitations and how much would it cost, and she told me that they could but she needed to look up how much it might cost so I waited for her to do this.

As I waited I realized that this was a bit stupid of me, I could save money and print my own party invitations using our laser printer, but I woke up.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was working at my shelver job at The B Parish Library, which looked different, and my female coworker Mrs. C was there and a fictional female coworker with white skin with maybe long brown hair who was from Russia or the old Soviet Union.

At some point I saw my former male classmate DH like I did in the last dream, but this time he had a fictional male friend with him with dark brown skin with short black hair so I talked with them as I worked and sometimes I stopped working to talk with them.

Sometimes I would catch myself talking too loudly and so I would try to talk quietly when I would catch myself doing this, and I possibly would sometimes blackout where things would suddenly go from black like I was briefly unconscious.

This possibly happened even when I was talking where sudden I would return from black wondering what just happened, and the last blackout seemed very long and I caught myself talking too loudly again.

I was not sure what time it was after the last blackout so I ended my conversation or it had already ended during my blackout, and then I started rushing to finish my work.

I was confused about the blackouts, it seemed that I would blackout but probably still be standing and/or talking, and I would have no memory of what happened during those times.

As I was trying to finish my work I overheard my fictional female coworker from Russia or the old Soviet Union talking to two men with white skin with Russian accents, and I heard her agreeing to steal some probably classified information and/or materials from the library and/or government to give to them so that they could take it back to Russia or the old Soviet Union so they seemed to be spies or something like that who had recruited her to help them because she was from Russia or the old Soviet Union.

She told them to meet her after work at a certain location and she would give them the stolen information and/or materials, and then they left.

I decided that I would follow her after work, catch her in the act and stop her, and return the stolen information and/or materials and turn her in to the Director of The B Parish Library which is Mrs. EC.

After work I waited for her to finish work, I followed her to the location, I caught her in the act and I probably video taped it, I took back the stolen information and/or materials, and then I returned it to The B Parish Library and turned her in to Director EC.

Director EC thanked me, the fictional female employee was fired and probably arrested and the two men were probably arrested, and the stolen information and/or materials were safely returned and the government was probably investigating this incident.

I felt somewhat bad for my former fictional female coworker, but I felt that I did the right thing but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


A Dream Inspired By Jessica Jones And UFC 193: Rousey Vs. Holm

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved one of my brothers and I fighting or wanting to fight each other in a mixed martial arts (MMA) fight/match to see who would win in a fight, I am not sure if we had the fight/match or not, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream was inspired by the television series Jessica Jones and UFC 193: Rousey Vs. Holm, and all that I can remember of this dream is that it involved a fictional professional female mixed martial artist with reddish and either brownish or yellowish colored hair with whitish colored skin who was partly based on the mixed martial artist Ronda Rousey.

The female mixed martial artist had just had a big fight that surprised/shocked many people, that was based on UFC 193 where Ronda Rousey lost her first fight and championship title to Holly Holm, but I am not sure if she won the fight or not (probably not); and many people were curious about what she would do next, how she would train, what was she doing, and more as she tried to keep a low profile; and so there were paparazzi / journalists/et cetera trying to figure out what she was doing, and a specific group of people/paparazzi were spying on her.

The group of people/paparazzi were spying on the female mixed martial artist constantly and the were even doing illegal things like breaking into/sneaking into her apartment et cetera and using surveillance equipment in private places and stalking her, there were men and women in the group taking part in the spying, but there was a woman in the group with whitish colored skin with maybe reddish colored hair who was doing most of the spying and she seemed to be the most obsessed.

They were recording video, taking photographs, looking through her stuff, following her everywhere she went, interviewing people who she came in contact with, and more as they tried to learn about her training and future plans and more; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr


Being President And Being Surveilled / Spied On And The FBI?

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I slept pretty good last night after doing some hard yard work on a job with my dad yesterday that left me with a few scars and some soreness, I woke up a few times during the night remembering my dreams, but I went back to sleep without voice recording them; and so I forgot all of my dreams from last night except for part of my last dream.

My last dream took place during the day in a nice quiet neighborhood where I lived, I was older now and I was a President, but I am not sure which country I was the President of (maybe I was The President Of The United States (USA) ); and when I had enough free time from my job as President I would go to my home to do chores around my house/yard, go through my mail/newspapers, relax, et cetera.

One day while I was at home a swarm/large number of probably federal agents (probably FBI) and maybe some intelligence agents and maybe agents from various branches/agencies surrounded my house and neighborhood, and they came to my door with a warrant/permit to search my house/yard and neighborhood; and so they started searching, and they started questioning me.

They found surveillance equipment (hidden spy cameras, bugs (covert listening devices), et cetera) in my house, in my yard, and so it was clear that someone had been/was spying on me; and so they started searching the entire neighborhood (yards and houses), and questioning everyone who lived in the neighborhood.

They continued questioning me in the basement of my house and they kept me there almost like a prisoner not allowing me to leave or walk around my own house, they claimed that it was for my safety, but I felt that they did not want me to see what they were doing in my house/yard/neighborhood because I felt that they were probably putting their own surveillance equipment around to spy on me as well.

They told me that they were also investigating trying to find out who has been spying on me and for how long, they told me that whoever it was that they had a complex and widespread surveillance network set up in and around my entire neighborhood (in yards, trees, bushes, houses, et cetera), and that they probably had watched/listened to almost everything that I ever did/done while at home/in my neighborhood/in my automobile during this time; and so they probably knew my normal everyday routine/et cetera, and they had surveillance equipment in probably every room of my house including the bathroom and my bedroom.

They even had surveillance equipment in my automobile, garage, et cetera so they were searching everywhere for more surveillance equipment in and around the entire neighborhood, so they had everything on lockdown while they searched, and journalists/the news media were starting to line up outside the security/lockdown perimeter/zone asking questions and recording video/audio.

Many of them wanted to know where I (The President) was and why was I not making any statements and why I was not being seen anywhere, their questions were not answered, and so rumors/conspiracy theories/et cetera started to spread as people tried to figure out what was going on.

I was wondering what was really going on as well, because at first it seemed that they were investigating me, but they did not find anything except that someone had been spying on me; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


A Man Gets Spied On & Caught By His Boss & Forced To Redo A Training / Brainwashing Program

I barely remember part of my last dream from last night, I remember the main character of the dream being a bald man with yellowish/whitish colored skin who wore dress clothes; but I am not sure if I was in the dream or not or if I was the man/main character or not.

The man worked with computers inside a windowless building for a company that seemed to probably get contracts/work from governments/intelligence agencies/et cetera, and they seemed to be working with classified information/projects/et cetera.


Dominion Inspired Dreams

I forgot most of my dreams from last night, and I did not voice record any of my dreams or focus on trying to remember them.

I know that several of the dreams were inspired by the new Syfy TV show Dominion (Season 1).

Dream 1

Unlike last night I know that the Angels were in my dreams this time including the Archangel Michael.

Who still had part of a sword stuck in his stomach from when he got stabbed by another angel in Episode 3 (Broken Places), and so in most of the dreams he was in critical/serious condition.