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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during a gray day in another country that was possibly in the Middle East, and I was on the ground.

I guess the dream started with me on the ground, I was not sure if I was myself or not, and I wondered if I was homeless because I had no idea why I was on the ground.

United States Secret Service Agents At A School And Forced Injections?

I forgot all of my dreams from last night except for part of the end of my last dream, which took place at a fictional multi-story school during the day, and there was a lot more to this dream that I can not remember.

Most of the parts of the dream that I can not remember were probably mostly of me going to different classes and having class, some of my former classmates and schoolmates were in this dream, and during the end of the dream I was in one class that had my dead former male schoolmate J in it along with maybe several other former classmates of mine and some fictional classmates.

I think that my dead former schoolmate J was possibly going to be graduating very soon maybe and I think that he was in a good mood, we were in a classroom on an upper floor in a hallway that had brownish colored carpet with a narrow hall with many classrooms/doors, and maybe our teacher was a woman with whitish colored skin with yellowish hair that was pinned up wearing glasses and maybe a suit or dress shirt with a dress skirt.

This was possibly our last class of the day and after our lesson our teacher let us relax, I remember my former male classmate DH walking into the classroom briefly, and I talked with him until he left; and later my former female classmate MK walked into the classroom possibly looking for my former classmate DH and/or someone else.

My former classmate MK was probably sent by the office or a teacher to come find my former classmate DH and/or whoever they wanted, I told her that he left and I told her a few other things, and then she left; and eventually the school bell probably rang, and it was time for us to leave.

As I was leaving the classroom it sounded like a fight started between my former dead schoolmate J and another man but I kept walking as others ran back inside to watch the fight, as I walked through the hallway I possibly saw some United States Secret Service agents with a young man and his friends who all had whitish colored skin with short dark-colored hair and a few possibly had medium-colored hair, and maybe the young man was the son of the fictional President Of The United States Of America.

The President Of The United States Of America (in this dream it was a man with whitish colored skin with short dark or medium-colored hair) was possibly at the school visiting as well but I am not sure, when I walked outside it looked like we were in the yard of E Manor, and blocking the gate on the left side were what seemed to be Secret Service agents and some other people with a security checkpoint.

Interestingly I was wearing a dark-colored suit and I probably looked a bit like a Secret Service agent, I remember being worried that I possibly had a pistol hidden on me and that they would possibly arrest me if that was true and if they found it on me while searching me, but the only way to leave or enter was through their security checkpoint.

Before I could turn around to go to a bathroom to check to see if I had a pistol hidden on me or not a probably male Secret Service agent with whitish colored skin with short dark-colored hair waved for me/us to come to the security checkpoint, and so I did so that I would not look suspicious.

There was a male student behind me with whitish colored skin with dark-colored hair, the Secret Service agent told me to put my hands/arms in the air and he told the male student to put his arms on both sides of me to probably stop me from putting my arms down and to help stop me from falling, and he started a brief and incomplete search of my upper body mostly.

He asked me a few questions while I still had my hands/arms in the air and then he got a syringe with a very short needle and he slowly stabbed it into the side of my nose making a crunching sound, and he injected me with something without explaining what it was or why or asking for permission; and fortunately it did not hurt, I probably asked him if it was some kind of vaccine or something, but he probably did not answer my question and he probably said do not worry about it.

He told me to put my hands/arms down and the told the male student behind me that he could do the same and step back, a woman who was possibly a nurse or doctor from India (Indian) or Pakistan (Pakistani)who spoke English with an accent walked to me to start the next part of the process, and she had a needle connected to a clear tube/tubing that was connected to something with an unknown liquid in it connected to a fabric/paper button that you press to pump the liquid through the clear tube/tubing.

She put the needle into maybe my right shoulder and she handed me the button and she told me to keep pressing the button to pump the liquid into my body, once again I was not told what this was for or why and they did not ask for permission first, and my questions were not answered other than my questions about how to operate/use the button.

As I pushed the button slowly pumping the unknown liquid into my body I wondered what was going on, I thought that this was strange for a security checkpoint, and I wondered who the non-Secret Service people were (other than the ones who seemed to be nurses and/or doctors) and I started to wonder if the other people were really Secret Service agents or not.

I wondered how many more unknown liquids would they inject into my body before finishing checking me, I also wondered if there was really a pistol hidden on me or not, I wondered if they would finish checking me for weapons or not, I thought about how long that this was going to take if they did this to everyone entering and leaving the school, I wondered what was really going on, et cetera but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Street Racing? | A Hotel And A Dock And The G-Man And Sharks And Syringes

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of the first dream is that it took place during the night in a fictional location and I remember streets, parking lots for stores/businesses, people hanging out by automobile, maybe people street racing around the quiet streets away from but near neighborhoods, et cetera; and I was in the dream with an automobile and I drove around during some parts of the dream, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

I only remember part of the end of my second/last dream which took place at a fictional hotel that had a dock near water over a period of several days, I was there with my family vacationing I guess, and you could sleep on/at the docks if you wanted to; and so I would sometimes sleep in an area at the docks, I still had a room with my family inside the hotel, but I would spend a lot of time at the docks.

I remember swimming, watching people fish, maybe watching people use boats and maybe riding a boat as well, walking around, talking with people, enjoying the outdoors, et cetera; and things were nice until two strange men showed up who were a father and adult son who had whitish colored skin with short dark-colored (probably brownish colored) hair.

The father dressed and looked and acted like the character The G-Man from the Half-Life video games wearing a suit, they both looked human, but they did not act or move or speak or seem to be human; and they acted more like robots and/or aliens, and they were after something or several things that I had but they probably did not know that I had it at first.

They were walking around asking people questions and looking for something (they asked me some questions as well, but I can not remember what they asked me) and when they left I knew that they would be back once they figured out it was me who had whatever it is that they wanted, it was not their’s but they wanted it anyway, and so I decided that I would stop sleeping at the docks so I started trying to move my stuff.

Some sharks and/or something like that started attacking the docks and things in the water so I had to cautiously sneak across the docks to safety with my stuff, once I got inside the hotel to the room where my family was my mom wanted me to do something for her, and she wanted me to inject my brothers and dad and maybe all of us with large clear/whitish colored plastic almost toy-like syringes with long sharp needles filled with a somewhat thick colorful liquid.

Each syringe had a liquid with a different bright colors like green, red, yellow, orange, et cetera; and my mom wanted me to inject them without telling them, when they were sleep if possible, because maybe they/we all ate and/or drank something that was dangerous supposedly and the liquid in the syringes would make us vomit/defecate it from our bodies.

I did not like the idea of injecting them/us with syringes especially filled with an unknown liquid and doing it without warning everyone first, I told my mom this and we talked about it, and eventually she convinced me to do it but I decided to let everyone know at least after I injected them or before depending if they were sleep or not at the time; and I probably injected myself and my mom first, but I am not sure.

I think that I got everyone injected, some while they were sleep and some while they were awake but not paying attention, and I told them afterward what it was for and why and that my mom wanted me to do it; and then I probably told my family about the strange father and son who were after something that I had, and about the sharks.

We probably were going to be leaving the hotel in a day or the next morning so I was probably going to hide whatever it was that the strange father and son wanted, and try to avoid them; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

A Commercial About A Word? | A Chemical-Like Substance On The Ground By Trees | Fictional Family Members Confronting Us About Church | Getting Stuck With Needles And Having Blood Taken | Trying To Stop A Fight Over A Relationship

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I woke up several times last night and I used the bathroom several times, I voice recorded several dreams that I had but I did not voice record some of my dreams, and so I forgot some of my dreams; but I do remember several dream fragments that I will separate as five different dreams even though some of them were probably part of the same dream.

Dream 1

In the first dream I remember hearing maybe a commercial that talked about a word that means saying something several times or three times/repeating something several times or three times with the intent to manipulate people into believing what you are saying even when it is not true, and maybe later after my third dream I wondered if this dream and the second and third dream were using this word/technique on me and/or if my brain/mind was practicing resisting this word/technique; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

The second dream took place during a gray day in my parent’s yard and my dad, my brother GC, and I were outside looking at some maybe slimy chemical-like substance that was on the ground in the yard mostly near some fictional trees/bushes in the yard; and we were worried about the unknown substance killing the trees/bushes.

My brother GC said that he heard someone say that you could use water to rinse away the unknown substance, so I got the water hose and I started spraying water over the unknown substance, but then my uncle CE walked outside the fence and he told my dad and my brother GC that the water would make it worse; and my uncle CE walked into the yard to talk to us about the situation, we thanked him, and he walked away but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

The third dream took place in the same dream world as the second dream (both are probably part of the same dream, but I am separating them because I am not sure), I was outside in my parent’s yard walked toward the back door with my parent’s and my brother GC to go inside, but three alleged fictional family members walked into our yard to talk with us inside the house about something important; and they were old women (the leader was tall and thin, the second was a bit shorter than the leader, and the third was the shortest and the least thin) with brownish colored skin with grayish/whitish colored hair dressed like they were going to and/or from a Christian Protestant church wearing fancy church hats and they seemed like church elders, and they claimed to be fictional family members of ours who(m) I did not recognize and maybe my family did not recognize them either.

The three old women sat together on a couch in our living room while we sat across from them on another couch, they told us that they wanted to talk with us about something important, and they started with compliments about our family; but then they started talking about how my brother GC and I do not go to church, and they probably asked us if we were still followers of Christianity (which I no longer am).

They started insulting/condemning/et cetera us because they saw this as an insult to our family, they believed that every member of our family should follow Christianity and go to church, and so they were very disappointed in us; and they even were angry that our parent’s did not force us to go to church anymore.

At first I tried to be nice but having them come into our house and insult/argue/et cetera us over a very personal/private topic like religion really annoyed me and eventually I became angry, and I started arguing with the three old women; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

In the fourth dream I remember being inside maybe a medical clinic room where it seemed that a nice female nurse with dark brownish colored skin with long blackish colored hair with a white colored nurses outfit was about to take some blood samples from me with a syringe/needle and/or something like that, but first we briefly talked; and the female nurse was very nice, and so I was pretty relaxed even though I do not like needles or having blood taken.

At some point the nurse put the needle/syringe in my arm between my forearm and my bicep to take some blood I guess, but after that she put the needle in my shoulder to take some more blood I guess; and then she put the needle in top of my back, and then I started to slightly get some of the negative reactions that I have when having blood taken and/or getting shots.

I wondered what was taking so long and why did the nurse keep putting the needle in various parts of my body, I could feel the needle a bit and each time she put the needle in it hurt slightly like in real life and so this all felt very realistic, but the nurse was nice and she kept talking with me to help keep me calm; but I still wondered why it was taking so long and why she kept putting the needle in various parts of my body (some of which I have forgotten).

I started to feel strange like maybe she was taking too much blood and/or my negative reactions were getting stronger and/or maybe she had injected me with something, so I mentioned this to her and she probably said that she was almost done or half-way done, but I felt that was too long; and I tried to control my negative reactions, but this felt so real that I accidentally woke myself up still feeling some of my negative reactions and I still felt the needle.

Dream 5

The fifth/last dream took place in a fictional rectangular shaped room with chairs along the walls during the day near where the BB Grocery Store near the D Junior High School  in the city of D should be, and I was in the room with other people who were fictional and/or former classmates of mine and/or current classmates of mine (if we were still in school in the dream, but I am not sure); but I am not sure why we were there, maybe we were just hanging out, but I am not sure.

At some point a fictional man or a young man with maybe a leather jacket with blue jeans and a white T-shirt who I somewhat knew (maybe a fictional former or current classmate) got angry when he saw a woman or young woman he liked and/or dated and/or used to date with another man or young man, and an argument over the/their relationship began that was going to turn into a fight; but I walked over to prevent a fight and I did prevent the fight, but the argument continued but I managed to control it enough to prevent a fight.

The situation was still fragile and so I remember talking to the man or young man I knew to try to keep him calm, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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