This dream involved Cowboy Bebop, maybe the Netflix live action parody version (I can not remember, and it involved something involving the characters Spike Spiegel & Vicious; and someone was trying to get something that both of them had.
Dream 2
This dream started outside during the night in DeRidder with Young Don The Sauce God (Don Hinds) & I arriving by vehicle to a fictional parking lot almost across the street from a fictional version of the field by my parent’s yard.
This was the most interesting dream out of the dreams that I recorded, but unfortunately the dream is a bit blurry.
This dream possibly took place in Russia during the day and I was riding outside on an extended topless / open golf cart-like vehicle with The President Of Russia Vladimir Putin, The President Of The United States who was possibly George W. Bush in the dream but I could be wrong, there was a high-level person withe The President Of The United States who was maybe The Vice President Of The United States (if it was the vice president then it was probably Dick Cheney, but I could be wrong) or The United States Secretary Of Defense or The Chairman Of The Joint Chiefs Of Staff or someone like that, and there were a few other people with us.
I think that this dream from last night was somewhat inspired by the 2008 Thai martial arts film Chocolate (Zen, Warrior Within), and this dream played more like a romantic comedy action film inspired by and/or continuing the film Chocolate (Zen, Warrior Within).
Chocolate Official HD Trailer – Director of Ong Bak
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day probably somewhere in the continent of Asia like maybe the country of Thailand, but I am not sure.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it started late in the afternoon, I was inside a house and my mom told me that Mr. JH had died, and she gave me some money and some of his belongings that she wanted me to take to the male preacher/minister/religious leader of the place of worship (church/mosque/temple) that he attended before he died to donate the money and his belongings to his place of worship.
I left and I went to his place of worship, a small building of an unknown religion that seemed like maybe a combination of Protestant Christianity/Jehovah’s Witnesses/The Nation Of Islam/Islam, and I asked someone if the religious leader was there and this person told me that he was inside so I walked inside the dimly lit building.
The religious leader was a friendly somewhat short and somewhat older man with maybe light brown skin with short hair who was wearing very relaxed summer clothing, he greeted me, and I explained to him why I was there and I gave him the money from my mom and some of the belongings of Mr. JH which were to be donated to this place of worship.
The religious leader thanked me and briefly talked about Mr. JH, the donated belongings, and his religion and some of his experiences at this place of worship et cetera.
At some point I left, later that evening or night most of my brothers and maybe someone else and I drove back to this place of worship because I wanted to get back some of Mr. JH’s belongings that we donated, and so I was going to sneak into the place of worship and steal them back which is not something that I would do and is not like me at all and it makes no sense to me that I would even consider doing something like that.
We drove up to the side of the building, I opened a window and I climbed inside the place of worship and I stole back some of the donated belongings of Mr. JH, and then we slowly drove away looking around trying to make sure that no one saw us.
We saw a man sitting at a wooden picnic table in a small park-like area not far from a house or mobile home, we waved at him trying to not look suspicious, but then I realized that the man recognized us and I barely recognized him as a thinner and less muscular version of my former schoolmate male SW so I drove over to talk with him to not seem suspicious.
I sat at the table talking with my former schoolmate SW trying to act like everything was normal like we were just passing through from somewhere else, and then we were going to leave.
I probably woke up as we were leaving, and it seemed that we were going to get away with.
I still can not remember why I stole those donated belongings of Mr. JH back, that was so shockingly bizarre and confusing and so not like me, and so even I am confused and disappointed by my actions in this dream.
Last night I remember parts of my last dream which took place somewhere in the day in the wilderness, I think, and I was with a group of people; and the dream seemed a bit like a video game but it looked like real life.
Our mission seemed to be that we were supposed to find an underground temple-like place, and we were supposed to try to enter the temple; but it was guarded and there were traps & motion sensingland mines & alarms.
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