The Young Turks (TYT) Investigation & A Celebrity House Or Timeshare

In this dream, I was in my parent’s yard with some of my family, and a line of taxis & first responders drove through as part of a funeral and / or party group; and a man is behind / over whatever event they are going to.

Later in the dream, I was with The Young Turks (TYT) news show team (including Ana Kasparian & Cenk Uygur), and they were talking about the man who was behind / over that event from earlier in the dream.

Alex Harper’s Bodyguard & Transportation Business

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day, and it involved Alex Harper & an unknown man with light-color skin starting their own bodyguard (security, private security) / transportation (taxi, vehicle for hire) business (company, service); and I was their first client (customer) / beta tester.

I am not sure if I had to pay or not, maybe I got a discount if I did have to pay, either way this was their chance to learn & improve & test out their skills & business et cetera.

American Gods | Season 1 Episode 3 Clip: Ifrit / Jinn | STARZ

American Gods | Season 1 Episode 3 Clip: Ifrit / Jinn | STARZ

What is it?

A scene from the television show American Gods (Season 1) episode 3 (Head Full Of Snow).

What is it about?

This is how Fandom describes this scene:

Salim is a young Muslim man selling trinkets and souvenirs for his brother-in-law. He sits all day long at a company called Panglobal, waiting to meet with Mr. Blanding who never shows. He asks if he can make an appointment for tomorrow and the assistant tells him he has to phone for appointments. He walks out into the night rain and hails a cab, giving directions to his hotel. The taxi driver speaks Arabic and they discuss Oman, where Salim is from, chatting about the Lost City of Towers, which vanished thousands of years prior. The taxi driver apologizes as he has been driving for 30 hours straight and Salim tells him about how he just arrived in America a week ago and is selling worthless trinkets to people who won’t see him.

They get stuck in traffic and the taxi driver falls asleep. Salim reaches over the seat and gently rests his hand on his shoulder to wake him. The taxi driver awakens and Salim catches a glimpse of fiery eyes in the rear-view mirror. Salim recognizes him as an ifrit, a person of the fire that his grandmother once told him about. The Jinn tells him that he does not grant wishes and his life has been reduced to this terrible job as a taxi driver. Salim reaches over to once again touch his shoulder in comfort. The Jinn caresses his hand in return.

A Dream Goes Lucid Because Of A Watch

I had at least two short lucid dreams, but I accidentally went back to sleep both times after waking up before I could record them.

Dream 1

I do not know what was going on in this dream, I just know that I noticed something in the dream that caused me to start questioning things, and then I realized that I was dreaming.

Stranded At A College

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Image Credit: Wikimedia Commons

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that the dream took place in a fictional LC-like city, in the early parts of the dream a president or someone like that was probably visiting the city and maybe there was a parade and/or event involving this visit, and there was something that happened that I can not remember that involved a man with dark brown or black skin; but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

Later in the dream I was with my mom and my brother GC still in this city, at some point maybe we dropped my brother GC off at a fictional large S Technical Community College-like college for some classes that he had and we were going to pick him up later, but eventually I remember us telling our mom that she could go and we would leave the city later.

My mom left the city to return to the city of D, while my brother GC was probably still at his college classes I went exploring the city on foot I assume, and at some point I was far away from the college and I needed a way back once I realized that we were stranded in the city now that my mom left because either I did not have my automobile or I forgot that I had it parked somewhere in the city.

I decided to take a taxi back to the college, a male taxi driver with dark brown or black skin with short black hair who spoke English with an African accent of some kind who was probably from a country in Africa was my taxi driver, and he got a call on his mobile phone that sounded like an emergency involving a woman who I assume was his wife or girlfriend who was possibly having a medical emergency (maybe she was having a baby, but I had no idea and that was my wild guess).

*In the real world my sister-in-law JC and my brother CC gave birth to their first son (my first nephew) CC or CCC (Triple C 😀 ) today*

*Thank you Sissh for nominating me for the Liebster Award.*

As the taxi driver was talking on his mobile phone he suddenly started driving very fast trying to hurry so that he could deal with the emergency, maybe 100 mph at his fastest, and eventually I heard police sirens and I saw their lights behind us so the taxi driver slowed down and started to pull over but the police cars drove past us to our surprise.

The taxi driver drove me to a quiet country highway or back road outside the back of one of the very large college buildings, he did not have time to take me to the front and he charged me $14 and something cents, and I gave him $15 and said goodbye and wished him well and he drove away quickly.

This college building was so huge that I could walk through it to reach the next highway so that is what I did, I walked up some stairs and I walked through the huge college building and probably stopped to ask some students and professors for directions, and I probably talked with some professors who I either knew or recognized or who interested me in some way.

Eventually I reached the front of the building and the next highway, my brother GC was probably just finishing his classes and was on his way to meet me, and now we needed to figure out how we would get home without an automobile.

A taxi would be too expensive, my mom was gone back to the city of D, and so I hoped that my automobile was maybe parked somewhere in the city and that I had just forgotten about it during the visit by the president or who ever which probably stopped traffic and forced me to leave my automobile parked somewhere.

I hoped that was the case because it would not make sense for me to tell my mom that she could leave if we did not have some other form of transportation, I was confused and wondered why I could not remember if I had my automobile or not, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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