My Grandfather CE Watching A New England Patriots’s Game

I only recorded part of the end of one of the dreams that I remembered, and so the other remembered dreams are forgotten now.

In the dream I had some false memories that seemed to show me and maybe some of my family spending the night outside and inside The E House, and I seemed to be spending those nights mostly outside in the back of a truck bed or a mostly open small truck camper or a mostly open small camper trailer / travel trailer that was in front of the boat port / boat garage.

I had a bed set up out there but I can not remember if I had anything to keep the bugs out or if it was completely open to the outside, and I had a plastic portable urinal.

I can not remember any of the details of those false memories or what was going on or why, I just know that my mom and my brother GC and I returned there during the night like I or we were going to spend the night again, and the lights were on next door at The W House like they were probably inside and still awake.

While outside I started questioning and wondering how had I slept outside like that and why, I started wondering about the portable urinal because I could go inside the house to use the bathroom so why did I have that, I wondered about bugs bothering me while sleeping outside, I wondered about the security risks of sleeping outside like that, and more.

My mom went inside The E House and she went into the kitchen doing something, and I went inside as well while my brother GC was still outside.

The house was still abandoned and looked rough but not as bad as in real life, I remember seeing a dead cockroach (roach) or two, and my grandfather CE was sitting in the living room in a chair to the left of the stairs closer to the hallway entrance watching a New England Patriots NFL football game on television that seemed to be a game at the start of a new season but I could not see who they were playing but I heard the announcers talking and I saw zoomed in video of the players on the field and on the sidelines.

I greeted my grandfather CE and he probably smiled and he nodded, and he looked content and relaxed as he sat there watching the American football game.

I sat there a little while watching the football game too and I said a few things to my grandfather CE who did not talk much at all, the dream had an interesting relaxed / comfortable feeling to it like when my grandmother DE is usually in my dreams and like her my grandfather CE was not talking much, and he seemed to be at peace and just enjoying the moment of being back in the house and being near family.

I did not realize that my grandfather CE was supposed to be dead at this point.

At some point I went into the kitchen to talk to my mom, out the window I saw my brother GC unloading some frozen raw meat and other supplies, and two women and a young woman with light-color skin with long yellow hair who looked like sisters were with him helping him.

At some point the oldest of them walked into the kitchen with some of the stuff asking where to put it, so my mom told her where to put it, and this woman wore more makeup than the others and she somewhat reminded me of Georgina Leahy; and she seemed like the type of person who is very relaxed and open when it comes to sex / sexuality / et cetera.

The woman possibly had a slight British / English accent of some kind but I can not remember, I just know that suddenly she asked my mom if I was single but my mom did not respond, and so she asked me.

I was surprised by this question but I responded that I was single, and then she surprised me even more by asking me if I was interested in her and if I wanted to date her or something like that.

I stalled a little trying to figure out how to answer this question, and then I gave a diplomatic answer that gave me some breathing room; and then maybe my mom started talking to her about getting the rest of the stuff outside that my brother GC had so I took this chance to leave back to the living room with my grandfather CE.

I started to think about this and the assumed plans to spend the night here and other things, I started to be embarrassed about the visitors seeing The E House in this condition, and I wanted to take them to my parent’s house instead to visit after they finish helping my brother GC.

While I thought about all of these things I watched the football game with my grandfather CE was who still smiling and seemed content, I then felt like I had not seen my grandfather CE in a long time, and I wondered why was he not in my false memories of spending the night here and outside the last few nights.

I started to feel a bit bad that I possibly had not visited my grandfather CE in a while, this did not make sense, I doubted that I would not visit him like that so I started to question things.

I noticed how peaceful he looked and how peaceful things felt and how good it was to see him again like I had not seen him in a while, I wondered why did I feel this way, and then I started to realize that something was not right.

I said a few things to my grandfather CE about the football game and maybe something else, but he only barely said a few things and made a few sounds (some that he used to make in real life).

I am not sure if this happened right before waking up or as I was waking up, but it suddenly hit me and I remembered that my grandfather CE was supposed to be dead and that is why things did not make sense and why I felt like I had not seen him in a while.

This realization swept over me like something in the movie Inception, it all made sense now and this brought a completely new meaning to this, and I wished that I would have realized this sooner so that I could have spent more time with my grandfather CE.

It was so good seeing him again and seeing him happy and just sitting there watching a football game with him, there was much that I wanted to ask him, but I woke up almost immediately when or as the realization hit me.

This dream felt more like a visitation-like dream where a dead person you knew shows up in your dream, and I woke up with a positive feeling that stayed with me throughout the day.

The end,

-John Jr

A New Job At A School | Getting Threatened At Gunpoint By A Racist Militia

Dream 1

I barely remember part of my first dream because I woke up to use the bathroom but someone else was using the bathroom so I had to wait, and so I walked around the house doing my usual morning cleaning/chores/whatever without thinking about my dreams until after I finished; but by then I forgot most of my dreams except for barely part of my last dream, and I had another dream when I went back to sleep.

The first dream started at a fictional school in a fictional version of the city of D and it took place in the fictional past where I was in public school again, and many of my former classmates were in school again with me as well; but I can not remember most of the dream.

At the end of the dream there was a time jump where I went back to this school years later as an adult, in what seemed to possibly be in a fictional future beyond the present time, but this time I was starting a job at the school; but I can not remember what kind of job it was, but it seemed to be possibly a janitor/maintenance-like job.

Some of the same workers were there from back when I was younger and now they were older, and one of them was a man with dark brownish colored skin who either reminded me of my uncle ME (my aunt RE’s husband) or it was my uncle ME who seemed to be a janitor; and he was the person training me and showing me around.

At some point we entered a building at the school where the school board credit union bank was located, and I was greeted by another old male janitor who I remembered from when I was younger who had whitish colored skin with yellowish/grayish/whitish colored hair who somewhat reminded me of my former junior high school Math teacher Mr. W and my former co-worker from LBS Mr. DS.

I was greeted by several other workers who made comments about remembering me from when I was younger and telling me how much I look like my dad, and then I was greeted by the school board credit union bank workers who were former female classmates of mine like my former female classmate LJ.

I sat down and I talked with my former classmates, but I woke up as we talked.

Dream 2

The second dream took place during a cloudy/gray afternoon and my mom, my brother GC, my male cousin DE, and I drove to the city of L to explore and maybe fish.

My mom drove a truck pulling a utility trailer / an open trailer used to transport things with my cousin DE sitting on the trailer, my brother GC sitting in the open bed/back of the truck, and I sat in the front passenger seat.

We reached the city of L and we drove off the main road town a dirt road next to a field with a forest that led to a public body of water, but I saw dangerous looking country-type men with whitish colored skin blocking the road and field with guns (rifles, shotguns, maybe handguns) and they had a sniper in a deer stand in the field.

I sensed danger and I assumed that they were a local probably racist militia that recently formed that was trying to keep away anyone who was different from them (anyone they thought was an illegal immigrant, anyone with a different skin color, et cetera), but we drove to their blockade / roadblock anyway to see what was going on.

My mom and I got out of the truck to walk toward them, I told my brother GC and my cousin DE to stay on the truck and trailer, and the leader of the group was a stereotypical country-type who spoke English with a strong Southern American (United States) accent.

Standing next to the leader were two young men with rifles/shotguns and one of them was pointing his gun in our direction but not directly at us, and they looked at us angrily like they wanted to shoot us as the leader spoke.

He was a bit hard to understand but I think that he said something like: “Your kind is not welcome around here (referring to my brother GC, my cousin DE, and I) or those with them (referring to my mom), and so leave now or you will be shot.”

I said okay and I told my mom that we should leave, I was a bit shocked and terrified, and I got on the back of the truck with my brother GC so that we could leave quickly; and as we drove away I asked my brother GC and my cousin DE did they see and hear that, and could the believe what just happened.

The racist militia was still watching us with their guns pointed in our direction as we drove away, my mom stopped the truck like she was trying to decide whether to call the police or not, and I kept telling her to keep driving before they start shooting at us; and so she kept driving.

I was too afraid to call the police because I feared retaliation and that some of the police might be with the racist militia because they were openly blocking access to public space/property with guns, and the police/anyone did not seem to care.

I was not sure what to do other than maybe leaving the city, and I wondered if this was a sign of things to come as racism/hate/violence/decay/poverty/et cetera continue to grow in L leading to more people openly doing things like this and forming dangerous militias.

I was still a bit shocked and still thinking/talking about the situation wondering what should we do now, but I woke up as we continued to drive away.

The end,

-John Jr

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