I went to sleep on the living room couch and I had dreams that I did not record, I got awakened because I got too hot because someone turned off the air conditioner so I lost those dreams, and then I got in bed and I had more dreams but I was too tired to record some of them so I only recorded part of several of these dreams and sadly I did not record the others.
All that I can remember of this dream is that several different leadership styles and / or leaders were shown, and you had to choose one; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Once again I forgot most of my dreams after waking up to use the bathroom without voice recording my dreams before going back to sleep, and once again I got scared a wake by someone’s alarm clock on their mobile phone; and so now I only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.
The end of the last dream took place during the day in the field outside a slightly fictional version of what possibly was The BP Fairgrounds in the city of D, and my wild guess is that I had just finished advising the military/police/city/government/country with my defense/security recommendations to help protect against attacks because they were at war with another country.
Last night I remember part of two dream fragments & what happened in real life after my first dream, which took place during the day at a slightly fictional version of W Park in D, and I went to the park bathroom because I had to use the bathroom very badly.
The bathroom was much bigger, cleaner, and more modern than in real life with a rectangular shape with the entrance being on the right longer side of the bathroom; and the sinks & mirrors were on this side of the bathroom as well.
The middle of the bathroom was mostly like a waiting area maybe were people could talk & wait to use the bathroom or something, the left longer side of the bathroom might have had a few showers and/or it was just a wall, the right shorter side of the bathroom had most of the stalls, and the left shorter side of the bathroom had an open toilet and maybe the storage room for the bathroom; and the bathroom was empty at first and it was comfortable at first.
I think that I sat on the open toilet at first but I could not use the bathroom even though I had to use it badly, and so I switched to one of the stalls since a few people started to come use the bathroom; but I still could not use the bathroom.
Some of my former classmates such as LT, TT (TC), MJ, and a few others came into the bathroom; and they talked with me which made it worse, and I probably was in a bit of pain since I still had to use the bathroom so badly.
There were some portable bathroom things where you could urinate or boo-boo (I don’t know a better word, sorry 😀 ) in, and so I took one of those & I tried to go to different areas of the bathroom trying to get comfortable enough to finally use the bathroom; but all the people in the bathroom seemed to be making it worse.
I remember telling my former classmates about what was going on and they laughed & they thought that it was a bit funny, and I remember them whispering to each other about me/my situation; and I started to feel that they were acting a bit strange, and I had no idea what they were whispering to each other.
I felt that something was wrong and I could not use the bathroom, and I was probably in pain; and my former classmates behavior started to alert me to the fact that I was in danger or something, and so I woke up or I woke myself up.
To my surprise I felt that I had to use the bathroom very badly when I woke up, but I thought that it was just a residual effect/affect from waking up so fast from the dream at first; but I was also in pain, and so I waited for a few seconds to see if the feeling & pain would go away.
The feeling & pain did not go away so I went to the bathroom & sat on the toilet in a bit of pain that would come & go & move a bit like gas was trapped in there somewhere & I felt like I had to use the bathroom badly, but it took me a while to get it all out; and I really had a lot to get out of my system it seemed, so much that the toilet did not flush on the first try. 😀
I almost thought that my appendix or something was messed up, but I tried to stay calm, which worked; and slowly I cleared most of it out, and I felt a lot better after using the bathroom which took me at least thirty minutes or more, it was 6:45am when I finally got off the toilet.
I went back to sleep and my next dream is very unclear, but I think that it took place in a fictional version of D during the day in a fictional lower class neighborhood where my former classmate WG lived; and a movie was in the process of being filmed, and most of his neighborhood was in the film.
The script had been finished & everyone had practiced their parts, and so the filming started with a group of people in the neighborhood meeting in one of the mobile homes since it was a mobile home park; and I was one of the people.
A group of mostly women gathered and I was there too, but I can not remember what the meeting was about, and then we went walking to another mobile home where some religious group that was considered Pagan by many would meet; I guess it was their temple or church or whatever.
The movie was supposed to take a supernatural or spiritual turn/twist,approach during this part, but some of the women noticed a crashed silver disk-like spaceship in the yard of the mobile home were the so-called Pagan group would meet, and so they got angry at the director because that was not in the script that they had read; but the director told them to continue with the scene and he mostly ignored them.
The women felt that the director had changed the script without their knowledge and that he was going to switch the supernatural or spiritual turn/twist/approach of the film to a alien-based theme; which they did not agree, and so they were angry.
I stopped to talk to WG briefly outside of the mobile home as people were gathering inside to get ready to film the next scene, but some of the people wanted to delay the filming until they check the changes to the script; and so I joined a group of mostly women who left in protest until the director allowed us to view the script.
Some of us walked into a trail in the wilderness that had a few small mountain-like structures to talk & explore, and it was nice area to explore; and not many people seemed to come through this area, but at some point we met George Clooney.
Who was carrying a strange device and he warned us about an attack that was about to happen, and he started to lead us to a safer area.
Mr. Clooney was a member of a mercenary group, he had a non-combat role in the group, and the mercenary group was about to ambush another group on the trail; and they were hiding on the mountain-like structures & around the trail with assault rifles, sniper rifles, grenades, missile launchers, small artillery, et cetera.
So a big battle was about to happen and we almost got caught in the middle of it, but he saved us, and he told us that he did not like when the mercenary group did violent attacks; and that he wanted to leave the group in the near future.
After leading us to a safe exit out of the trail Mr. Clooney left before the other mercenaries noticed that he was gone, and then the battle began; but I woke up as we returned to the mobile home park.