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Getting Defeated In Tennis By Justine Henin | JP Using A Talking Ape To Kill And Bully People | A Fictional T-Mobile Store

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it was a short dream that started positive but quickly became negative, I remember being in an outdoor tennis match and/or tennis tournament during the day, and my opponent was my favorite tennis player the retired tennis player Justine Henin; and I was happy to have her as my opponent.

Our tennis match started well but things quickly became negative, somehow my tennis game was off and I just did not have it in me, and I made serious mistakes in the beginning and middle and at the end of the match; and Justine started defeating me so badly that I described our tennis match as a Massacre in my voice recording of this dream.

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An Only Lovers Left Alive Inspired Dream With Sherlock Holmes

This morning I was awakened by someone at a critical time during my last dream which caused me to forget all of my other dreams and most of my last dream, which is very annoying because I did and I would have remembered some of them if it were not for the interruption which included an unnecessary phone call, the person who woke me up meant well but they caused me to forget things that I wanted to remember and waking me up turned out to be completely unnecessary causing me to lose two hours of sleep which I will not get back now and to lose most of my dreams that I wanted to remember (I did take this time to finish a job application, and so I will probably get a job interview in a week or two because everyone automatically gets a job interview for this job; which I do not like because I do not like job interviews or job applications, but this is positive news while also being neutral and negative news and it is for a job that I substituted for in my last job so my chances are better than usual); but even after all that amazingly I barely remember part of the end of my last dream which seemed to be inspired by the film Only Lovers Left Alive, which I watched before going to sleep, and maybe one of my other dreams was inspired by this film as well.

I can not remember exactly how this dream was inspired by that film but I do know that the dream had a slower paced feel/atmosphere/mood/et cetera with a focus on things that are not normally focused on in dreams (small details and topics in life that often get over-looked in dreams) and there was some good and personal and unique dialogue with the other dream characters, there was also a focus on music and musical formats/media (CDs, et cetera) and on personal/mundane/philosophical/et cetera topics and on people in history, and more things that I can not remember.

At the end of the dream I think that it was night and Sherlock Holmes played by the actor Benedict Cumberbatch from the BBC television show Sherlock, a woman with whitish colored skin with maybe yellowish colored hair, a boy who was possibly the woman’s son or young brother, my mom, maybe my brother GC, and I were out in the countryside of the city of D down a country road outside of a house; and it seemed to be an emergency situation, and Sherlock drove us there in his car.

It seemed that we were picking up the woman and the boy who were in a panic like they/we were in danger or something and we needed to get them away and leave quickly, earlier in the dream Sherlock and some of the others and I possibly went to this location earlier in the dream to maybe drop them off and some other things happened in the dream that I can not remember, and as we were preparing to leave I remember adjusting some objects in Sherlock’s car including some music CDs.

As we were leaving I remember talking about music and picking a music CD to listen to, we talked about history and people in history, we talked about the emergency situation, and we talked about various interesting things in life; and at some point I remember us driving to a store and maybe it was day now but I can not remember, and we went inside the store  and near the cash registers there was a man who somewhat reminded me of the actor Roger R. Cross giving a demonstration for a job training program involving bonding / gluing things like jewelry and bonding/gluing things on automobiles et cetera.

I remember talking to Sherlock about very personal things including jobs and my problems/struggles with social/generalized anxiety disorder and depression, Sherlock had not know about this, and we talked about a grid that he once wrote on piece paper for me after he had glanced at a book on mental health; and this grid was used to help people with their mental health issues by them putting certain information on the grid each day, and he explained the grid to me.

I told him that I remembered the grid that he had written on a piece of paper for me, not knowing that I had mental health problems at that time, and I told him that I never did use it; and then I mentioned an idea where maybe he could help me by reading some books/et cetera and try to help me overcome those mental health problems, since he is so smart and quick to learn things, but we got interrupted by my mom.

My mom wanted me to go look at the job training demonstration and decide if I should sign up for one of the classes, you probably had to pay and you would take a class and probably get certified and then you would probably work for the company handling the job training, and so I stopped to watch the demonstration; and the man who somewhat reminded me of Mr. Cross lined up several small clear plastic pieces of tubing in a V-shape with little cut pieces of plastic tubing at the top to connect each end, you had to line the up a certain way it seemed, and then he started gluing them.

I asked him some questions as he was doing this, I also looked at his signs/papers/pamphlets reading about the different classes/jobs trying to decide if I wanted to try any of them, but I got awakened in the real world by someone who handed me a telephone because I had a phone call.

The end,

-John Jr

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My Former Classmate JC Takes Hostages | Wanting To Go To Golden Corral

Dream 1

I forgot most of my first dream because when I woke up to try to voice record my dream I did not feel like getting out of bed because I was so comfortable and so I accidentally went back to sleep several times, I had one or more false awakening dreams where I thought that I voice recorded my dream while laying in bed, but those were just false awakening dreams; and so that caused me to forget most of this dream, and I had another dream when I went back to sleep the last time so that also caused me to forget even more of this dream unfortunately.

All that I can remember of this dream now is that it took place during the day at a fictional place that had a college, store, and airport with the college and store being connected but the airport was separated by a tall metal fence with barbed wire (the circular kind) at the top of it for security reasons; and earlier in the dream during a forgotten part of the dream I remember talking with my former male classmate JC who was at the college/store as well.

At the end of the dream I was inside the college/store with other people (students, workers, et cetera) when my former classmate JC entered the building with a gun probably, maybe he shot/killed some people but I can not remember, and he took us all hostage; and he was looking/acting strange, numb/mostly emotionless/like someone with nothing left to live for except murdering some other people before dying, and he did not really talk much.

I remember some of us trying to talk to him and talk him out of it (I was confused because earlier he seemed/acted normal enough, and so I assumed that he was just hiding whatever it was that was tormenting/bothering him earlier) but it was not working, I can not remember what happened mostly during this part of the dream, but at some point my former classmate JC somehow got distracted maybe (maybe he was killing some people or ranting or something like that); and some of us sneaked away, and we ran for our lives into the store area until we reached the back of the store in the warehouse-like area where customers are not supposed to go.

We ran outside through the exit door in the area at the back of the store where customers are not supposed to go and the tall metal fence with barbed wire at the top that protected the airport was there, and so we started climbing the fence to reach the airport to continue running for our lives and call for help; and oddly we saw no security guards even though there was a tower-like building by the fence, and I guess they did not see us yet either.

I wanted to cautiously/slowly bend the barbed wire down safely so that we could climb over it but the others were so afraid and panicking so much that a woman with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair who was climbing the fence on my right side started pulling the barbed wire down wildly, and some of it hit me as I tried to tell her to do it slowly/cautiously to avoid injuring someone; and fortunately I did not get injured by it surprisingly.

The woman did not listen to me and she told me that all she cared about was surviving so we all wildly climbed over the bent barbed wire to the other side of the fence, and we continued running for our lives toward the main airport building to call for help; but I woke up.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of the second/last dream is that it took place in a fictional city where most of my family and I were vacationing but I can only remember part of the end of the dream, after a day of vacationing we returned to our hotel during the night, and I remember going to be bathroom.

I wanted to go to Golden Corral before we leave the city but we were probably going to leave in the morning without making any stops, so going now was probably my best option, but I was taking a bath or shower and I was still not hungry from eating earlier in the dream; and I was not sure if Golden Corral was still open or not.

I remember asking my mom if Golden Corral was even open still, it was about 10:00 PM in the dream, and my mom was not sure so I was going to call them; but I stopped to think about this because I was still not hungry after eating earlier, but I really wanted to some of their desserts (like their carrot cake, which they did not have the last time that I went in real life, they were supposed to make some carrot cake but they never did before I left even after I waited).

As I was thinking about this I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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A Halloween Inspired Dream

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I did not voice record my other dreams that I had last night when I woke up to use the bathroom so I forgot those dreams, but I do somewhat remember part of my last dream which seemed to be inspired by yesterday being Halloween.

The dream was like a combination of a horror film, a survival horror video game, and a scary story that possibly started in a fictional city that I was traveling in by automobile; and as I traveled through the city shopping/driving/et cetera I slowly was told parts of a scary story by various people who lived in the city so the dream was slowly building tension/interest/curiosity/et cetera and building/setting the story as the dream went on.

I remember shopping at a Big Lots-like store in a shopping center where I learned more about the scary story from workers and people inside the store, and before I left the city I saw and/or experienced strange/scary things that were connected to the scary story; and I learned and possibly experienced a lot of interesting things that I can not remember like I was a character in a horror film.

At some point I drove back to the city of D and it was dark/late evening or night when I returned, I went to a fictional two-story house in a fictional neighborhood where I lived with my family, and I had rushed back home from the other city because I was supposed to have some medical procedures done on me at the hospital at a certain time.

There was a countdown timer like in a video game and the current time in the dream was shown so I was able to constantly know what time it was, I did not have much time until I was supposed to be at the hospital, and I remember trying to get ready as I talked with my mom and some of my family about my experiences in the other city.

I spent too much time talking to my family so I left late to the hospital, at the hospital a female doctor and female nurses were the ones who were going to do the medical procedures on me, but I can not remember what medical procedures were going to be done to me or why.

The medical procedure part of the dream was like a survival horror video game that was connected to the scary story and the horror film that this dream seemed to be, I remember seeing each medical procedure represented together on a screen which each medical procedure being a certain size so that they could fit on one screen, and one of the medical procedures was larger than the others.

Each medical procedure looked scary/nasty/disturbing with organs/tissue/blood/body fluids/et cetera like in a nasty gory horror film, there was a countdown timer still that was the same from earlier, and you had to move around through each medical procedure watching/experiencing it before the timer ran out; and I failed/died several times, and so I had to keep restarting this part of the dream.

I failed/died many times so I had to keep seeing/experiencing the disturbing medical procedures over and over, which was annoying but I somewhat got used to it, and eventually I completed it successfully without dying/failing; but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr