The Last Stand (Battle) Of Spartacus

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Dream 1

I barely remember part of two dreams from last night after getting awakened by an unknown female voice who/that called my name, I only remember the end of the first dream which took place in D during a cloudy grey day, and I was riding in an automobile with my parent’s on the highway to L near R Mobile Homes.

My mom was driving and she was driving us somewhere to show my dad something, but my dad did not seem interested; and he asked my mom to pull over to the right side of the road where a small fictional Christian church was located that my dad had been to before & I had fictional memories of this church as well, and a church service was about to begin so there were some kids & adults outside waiting for the church doors to be opened.

My mom pulled into the church parking lot which was only grass & dirt, my dad got out of the automobile wearing dirty/sweaty work clothes with a yellow colored rain coat & black colored rubber boots, and he told my mom that he was going to attend the church service instead of going to see whatever she wanted to show him; and so my mom tried to convince him to come with us but he refused, and so my mom asked how he was going to get back home & my dad said that he would find someone to give him a ride home or he would call us.

The church doors were opened by a woman who I recognized and who my dad knew, people started walking into the church, and my dad asked the woman who opened the door if they would be serving food after church (it was a joke/serious question); and the woman answered his question but I am not sure what she said, I just heard my dad talking about a complaint about the woman that he heard from someone he knew, and I recommended that he not say stuff like that out-loud in front of other people & the person who the complaint was about or talk about it at all.

My dad then started going into the church, and my mom & I drove off; but I woke up.

Dream 2

The second dream took place in a time period like on the Starz TV series Spartacus, and it involved the last battle of Spartacus & his people against Rome; and I was there oddly.

Spartacus split his forces so that most of them could escape to another country to be free, while he and a small group of his people like Gannicus / et cetera would fight the Romans to give the others time to escape to freedom/safety, and so he knew that this would probably be his last stand; but at least most of his people would be free.

The battle took place near a cliff/small mountain-like area with most of the battle taking place below it, and some of it on the top of it; but I am not sure if I fought or not, probably not, I remember being on top of the cliff/small mountain-like area watching most of this probably.

The Romans had them way out-numbered and they lost the battle as expected, but I am not sure if Spartacus escaped or not or if he was killed or not or if he was captured or not; but I know that Gannicus, some of the others, and I got captured by the Romans.

The Romans were going to execute/crucify us probably, but first they had a celebration/festival/whatever; and they took us to a villa as slaves/prisoners as they celebrated.

I remember being around Gannicus and the others as we waited to be executed/crucified eventually, and I remember a Roman citizen or slave who was a slightly thick/over-weight woman with somewhat large breasts with long black colored hair with whitish colored skin wearing a pink colored Roman-style outfit / dress / toga / stola whatever (who I was somewhat oddly attracted to inappropriately) entering the room to give orders/commands/instructions and/or something that I can not remember to some of us about something that I can not remember.

I forgot what happened during this part, but I do remember hearing the Romans having a good time as they celebrated in other parts of the villa, and I remember wondering if the others made it to freedom & I wondered what happened to Spartacus; but that is all that I can remember after being awakened by an unknown female voice that sounded like it came externally from in the real world near my right ear like someone was next to my ear who/that somewhat quietly said my name: “John…..” in a voice quiet enough not to scare me but loud enough & slow enough to get my attention & wake me up.

I woke up probably saying: “Huh!” (In reply to the unknown female voice), but I saw & heard no one in the room or the house; and so I have no idea who called my name since the house was empty since everyone had left about an hour before the unknown female voice woke me up, and so I assumed that maybe the voice came from the dream but sounded like it came from the real world but I still am not sure.

Either way the unknown female voice woke me up in time to get ready for a dentist appointment, my alarm clock had went off earlier but I turned it off to sleep a bit longer but I over-slept, and fortunately the unknown female voice woke me up in time for me to get ready & catch the dentist appointment just in time; and so I find this unknown female voice even more interesting/mysterious since it happened to wake me up just in time, strange, but I would like to say thank you to the unknown female voice for waking me up in time.

The end,

-John Jr


Spartacus In A City With A Waterway / Canal

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I barely remember part of one dream from last night, which took place in a small fictional city with a waterway/canal that went down the center of the entire city, and all the buildings were built on side of the waterway/canal near concrete-like walkways/docks/tunnels/buildings/alleyways/et cetera that allowed you to move around the city; and so everything was connected.

I was mostly in covered areas that were like being under a bridge with water or underground in a concrete-like sewer, and I guess one of these areas had a small security/police building for the people doing boat patrols.

The city always had at least one person/police officer/security officer/whoever on a boat patrolling the waterway/canal at all times, this person or persons was/were there to secure the city and police the city when necessary, and so this was an important job.

I can not remember most of the dream so it is very unclear and it does not make much sense, it took place during a modern or slightly futuristic time period, but Spartacus from the Starz TV series Spartacus was there oddly; and I was there along with some other people.

I was probably in the dream exploring, shopping, and/or being trained to be a security guard for the city patrolling in a boat; and at some point something probably happened with Spartacus and his people entering the city, and so the police/security/government/whoever were after them.

At some point I probably came across them sneaking through tunnels/alleyways, I guess I was sympathetic to their cause, and so I tried to help them avoid getting arrested; and I probably used my boat to help them, but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr


A Spartacus: War Of The Damned Inspired Dream

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I remember part of a dream from last night that was pretty long and it had several parts, but I forgot a lot of the dream; but I know that it was inspired by the Starz TV show Spartacus: War Of The Damned, the episodes where Spartacus and his people plan to take over a Roman city, and then they take it over.

It took place partly in a slightly fictional version of D and most of it took place on a small fictional island / dock city / commercial area where there was a college, hotels/motels, many types of businesses where you could buy almost anything you want, entertainment areas, tourist areas, et cetera; and this island/dock city was near D, you had to use a boat to reach it usually, and many people from D & tourists seemed to visit it but not many people actually lived there.

The dream is unclear to me in some important parts so it will not make much sense but I remember a man who was like Spartacus, and he was leading poor/lower-class/low-income people & maybe even slaves/prisoners (in a way most of us were/are like slaves/prisoners so in the dream the distinction was not clear or not there) in a revolution(?) or a plan to change their lives by fighting the system & starting their own or something like that.

Being poor/lower-class/et cetera myself, they happened to be plotting in areas where I happened to be, and so I got to over-hear some of their meetings/et cetera; but I did not join them, I decided to be cautious to see how they decided to go about their revolution(?), and then decide if I should join them or not.

Interestingly I was going to college at the island/dock city, so I went there during the dream, and as I was leaving class one day on the college campus I saw a lot of the people who were plotting their revolution(?) recruiting new people; and I found out that they were planning on taking over the island/dock city, and were going to use it as their new independent city where they would make a new system that was to be better than the current one.

I thought that this was a bit crazy, dangerous, that many people might get hurt and/or die, that they would probably eventually fail even if they took the city since the military would probably come stop them, and so this plot caused me to definitely not want to join them; but I did understand and agree with many of their problems with the current system, but I did not agree with how they planned on dealing with the situation.

As I listened to some of the recruiters talking to people I met a man who was also a student at my college, he had whitish colored skin, and he also agreed with many of their problems with the current system but he also did not agree with how they planned on dealing with the situation; and like me, he was watching them closely & they were trying to get him to join as well, and oddly he was one of the few people with whitish colored skin watching or in the group of people planning on a revolution(?).

He and I got along well since we had similar beliefs/ideas/personalities/et cetera, we acted like friends who had known each other for years even though we had just met, and so we talked a lot; and I learned that he was or used to be a soldier, and his experiences as a soldier taught him the truth about the military & how it was often used in negative ways.

His time in the military depressed him in a way, when he first joined his idea of the military was hopeful & different, but after joining he learned the truth; and his idea of the military was no longer hopeful, and was mostly negative but he did mention some good things about the military but they did not outweigh the bad things being done now.

We talked a lot about this and other things, I was very interested in learning as much as I could about his military experiences and his other experiences that he had around the world, and so I learned a lot in a short amount of time about him.

Some parts of the dream took place at the college, some parts took place going around the island/dock city, some parts took place during the coming & going from the island/dock city by small boats, and some parts took place with us going back to D to a fictional shack-like restaurant/store/barber shop/hair salon that was owned by a woman with dark brownish colored skin with grayish colored dreadlocks who was our bus driver who would drive us back into D.

The bus driver/barber/hair stylist/restaurant owner/store owner was sympathetic to the revolution(?) and she might have been a member of the group, either way, many members of the revolution(?) visited her business/rode her bus & probably even had meetings in her business & on her bus since usually only lower-class/poor people rode her bus & went to her business and most people joining the revolution(?) were lower-class/poor.

She was a mysterious & interesting character who did not talk that much, she probably had an accent-like she was from an island near Africa (African), she had a slightly tough/serious look, but she treated people pretty well & she worked hard juggling multiple careers by herself mostly.

On college days I would ride her bus back to D to her shack-like business to buy some food/buy something, talk to people and/or listen to people talk since the members of the revolution(?) were often there getting haircuts/eating/drinking/having meetings/et cetera, and then I would walk home.

One day after my college classes were over for the day on the island/dock-like city and I was talking with the man who also was a student, the leader of the revolution(?) and a lot of his members were gathering & they approached us about joining them but we still refused & were staying neutral, and they were getting closer to starting their plan of taking over the island/dock city.

The man and I got pressured pretty hard this time by them, we eventually left by a small boat after things got a bit tense, and once back to land we got on the bus; and many of the members of the revolution(?) were angry with us, and then we stopped at our bus drivers shack-like business.

We all waited for her to finish her other duties, then she opened the shack-like business, but I guess she learned about the man & I refusing to join the revolution(?); and she had two large men throw us outside.

I was slightly surprised by this but I understood it, we were still being neutral, and they were getting serious now since their plan was to begin soon; and so soon we would probably be seen as enemies if we did not make a decision soon.

We wanted to see change but we did not agree with how they wanted to go about changing things, and we tried to convince them to change their ways but they refused; and so it was a bit painful seeing these people come together, which was nice, but it was painful to see them coming together only to decide to do something in the wrong way & in a way that would likely fail with them dying and/or being put in jail.

We believed that they could take the island/dock city, but we felt that they could not hold it and we felt that it would be wrong for them to take it in the first place; and that their revolution(?) would fail like many have throughout Human history.

We wanted to see a more peaceful change that started with people coming together to make positive changes that they could make without breaking current laws or taking away the freedom of other people, and we had many ideas on where we could start with this positive kind of change; but they did not like our slow long-term peaceful plans since they would take a lot of time & effort to slowly change things.

I woke up shortly after this.

The end,

-John Jr