A Warehouse? | A New House & Yard

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I had at least one other dream that I remembered but I did not record it after waking up and going back to sleep, and so that dream is forgotten now.

Dream 1

I possibly had a dream with my former male classmate DH in it and it was possibly this dream, but I can not remember.

Those Dryer Sheets Must Smell Good

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I woke up several times remembering dreams but I kept going back to sleep without recording them, and so now I only barely remember part of two of those dreams.

Dream 1

This dream had something to do with Belgium or someone from Belgium and / or someone with ancestors from Belgium at some point.

There was also possibly something in the dream and / or in my thoughts / daydreams about the Pirate language course and Pirate language at Mango Languages that I started yesterday because my local library will be participating in International Talk Like A Pirate Day and we have Mango Languages available through our library, and so I decided to give the Pirate language course a try.

The course is only 5 lessons so I probably will finish it, and if that happens that will be the first language course that I have ever finished. 😀

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved two men with light-color skin who were often featured in television commercials for a certain dryer sheet brand, and they seemed to be at a film shoot for one of those commercials.

One of the men was very tall and large and looked like The Kingpin (Wilson Grant Fisk), and he was known for being in these commercials.

There was some talk between them almost like they were wondering why they still do these commercials, they stopped to smell the dryer sheets, and then they remembered why it seemed.

I guess the dryer sheets smelled very good and that they really use them, and that reminded them why so now they were ready to film the commercial.

The end,

-John Jr

Temporarily Becoming A Stand User

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure (2012)
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I had more dreams, but I did not record them, and so now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.

That was inspired by me watching an episode of the anime television show JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable.

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The Road Not Taken

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Today’s poem is the poem The Road Not Taken by the American poet Robert Frost from the Mountain Interval collection.

The Road not Taken – Robert Frost (by Alan Bates)

Poem (Source: Wikipedia)

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.[1]

Trying To Survive | Dreaming About Dreams

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved me and some people trying to survive inside a multi-story factory / house or apartment-like building, and there were maybe zombies and / or some other threats inside and I assume outside the building like this was some kind of zombie apocalypse-like situation or something like that.

We did not have the numbers, the weapons, the armor, the training, et cetera to risk trying to clear and secure the entire building at one time so we focused on trying to make this building a place where we could live while slowly clearing it and securing it so we were in a dangerous situation.

I would sometimes have to go on clearing missions alone to clear areas, patrol areas, and to maybe get supplies; but any threats still in the building could still move around and become a problem until we completely cleared the building.

We mostly lived on the first floor in the factory areas, we used some of the equipment and things to help us survive and provide the things that we needed to survive, and we possibly partly cleared part of the second floor.

The upper floors were more house and apartment-like but these areas were the most dangerous with the most threats and the most rooms that needed to be cleared, and you could get ambushed easily because of the many rooms and hallways et cetera.

We did not have enough people to keep this building secure even if we wanted to, but we did the best that we could.

I remember us using one large clear tank thing to hold our waste, we made up some ways to have the waste broke itself down a bit, but eventually it would still fill the tank so a man with dark-color skin and a woman with light-color skin and I tried to figure out what to do about this.

I mostly guarded them while they looked around because we had to go to maybe the second floor, maybe even the roof at some point, and eventually they found a valve or something that allowed us to drain the tank.

But you had to have one person on the floor below the tank and one person on the floor of the tank to use the valve I think, and so the person on the floor above would be at risk of getting attacked by a zombie or something since we still had not cleared the entire building.

This dream took place over a period of time, I am not sure how many days though, and we were not sure how many more threats were left in the building.

Dream 2

After work I took a nap after lifting some weights inside, I woke up and I went back to sleep several times having dreams that were probably inspired by my conversation at work today with my coworker Mrs. RB about lucid dreaming, and these dreams involved me thinking about dreams during the dreams and maybe even sometimes having dreams within the dreams.

Unfortunately I can not remember most of these dreams because I kept waking up and going back to sleep without voice recording them.

These dreams all involved me thinking about dreams, fictional past dreams, the topic of dreams, and possibly dreams within dreams that I had in these dreams.

I possibly even took naps in some of these dreams and / or I referenced the fact that I had taken a nap in the real world, but I do not think that I ever realized that I was dreaming.

One dream took place during the day at fictional house / maybe store-like place with maybe a parking lot where I lived with some of my family, and I remember being outside in the parking lot area thinking about dreams and then I went inside to maybe use the bathroom.

Part of the house looked like my parent’s house, while I was in the bathroom with the door open I saw that someone was outside the front door, and through the curtains the shape of the person looked like my aunt JE and she was wearing a pink shirt.

Three of my brothers were changing clothes in the living room, and my mom went to answer the door, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Some other dreams involved me moving around different places while doing various things while thinking about dreams, and maybe even dreaming dreams.

The last dream that I remember involved a military veteran with light-color skin who had a wife who either was or used to work as a stripper or pornographic actress or a sex worker of some kind, and his wife was using him and trying to take his money or something and she possibly took him to court.

The military veteran possibly had some physical disabilities from his military service, and what his wife was doing to him really hurt him emotionally.

Eventually the military veteran won the court case and probably divorced his wife, and a military veteran charity organization supported him and made a special gift / award in his honor and it was named after him.

Military veterans could contact the charity and could request the free gift, and they would send it to them.

I remember seeing a television commercial about this free gift, and they made a joke about military veterans not knowing what to call it so they would call it: “That thing that liberals give to military veterans” or something strange like that.

Eventually the charity renamed the gift to not be named after anyone, during this dream I probably thought about dreams, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr