Most Of The World Living In Giant Apartments?

This dream seemed to be inspired by the TV show Snowpiercer.

All that I can remember of this dream is that a lot of the world seemed to be living in one or more large (giant) apartment buildings, I could be wrong though, and most of the dream took place inside a large multi-story apartment building.

An Upscale Party | Resident Evil Apartments

Kevin Dorman and Matthew Mercer in Resident Evil: Vendetta (2017)

Titles: RESIDENT EVIL: VENDETTA
People: Kevin Dorman, Matthew Mercer
Source: IMDb

I fell asleep on the living room couch for a few hours after watching some of the animated movie Resident Evil: Vendetta, then I woke up and I got in bed, and I had several dreams; but I only barely record part of several of those dreams.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place at an upscale apartment where a party was taking place, I was there, and my parents were there among the other people there who mostly had dark-color skin and medium-color skin.

An Estate

All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day, I can not remember what happened before this, but I know that I was outside with some of my family on side of the road in a fictional city.

It seemed that we had been traveling but were probably having some automobile problems so we walked to a large property or estate that was nearby that was like a combination of a country club, inn, hotel, bed and breakfast, golf course, family estate, et cetera.

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Dream

D. Washington, Berlinale 2000
D. Washington, Berlinale 2000 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I barely remember part of one dream after being awakened by noise and a bit of heat, I did not voice record the dream, and I kept going back to sleep partly and waking up several times; and so I have forgotten most of the dream now, and so it does not make much sense without the missing parts of the dream.

The dream took place during the day inside a large one-story building with a tall ceiling with various types of rooms and the entire building was like a nice middle class-to-upper class building where only middle class-to-upper class people could live and visit, this dream world was clearly divided by class/income legally by law it seemed and so everyone was labeled by class/income and everyone had to follow certain rules/laws based on/by class/income, and this building might have been used by one or more intelligence agencies.

I was in the building in an auditorium-like room with flat-style seating with dark reddish colored cinema-like seats dressed in dress pants and a nice dress sweater vest with maybe a dress shirt and several other people were with me, a man who looked like Denzel Washington was with us and he acted like a man who had some mental/emotional health problems like mad scientist-type but not the dangerous type and he was supposed to be pretty smart/creative, and it seemed that we were working with a secret intelligence agency but we did not even know it at first probably.

Most of the people and I, including Mr. Washington, were really lower-class/low-income(d) and we were pretending to be middle-to-upper class for one or more reasons that I can not remember like we were on a special mission to try to help end the class system in this dream world; but one of the women in the room was really middle-to-upper class and she wore maybe a navy blue/darkish colored dress suit top with dress skirt, she did not know about our plan or real identities, and it seemed like she worked for a secret intelligence agency.

The woman was giving us orders as we tried to do whatever it is she wanted us to do, something strange happened at some point where this dream/dream world/building/situation/et cetera was familiar to me and I remembered dreaming/experiencing it before and I knew what was going to happen or what might happen, and it felt like maybe the secret intelligence agency had possibly did something to our minds/brains and maybe I was slowly resisting whatever it is they did to us/me; and maybe this is where we realized who we were and what our plan was, and the woman seemed to sense that something was not right and she pointed a taser-like weapon at me.

Mr. Washington or I ended up attacking the woman to stop her and she ended up dying I think, we started talking about what we remembered and about the situation we got interrupted by a tall thin man with whitish colored skin with short brownish/orangish colored hair wearing dark colored plastic rim glasses who entered the room, and he asked us where the woman was; and we tried to distract him, but he found her body on the ground and then one of us had to fight him and he died as well.

We then started trying to escape the building because I think that other people heard the noise and wondered what was going on, we assumed that the entrance/exit door to the room that we were in was locked (in my memory of the past dream it was locked), and so we separated and we ran across the building to find another way out; and I remember hiding in a men’s bathroom with maybe Mr. Washington and several men were in the bathroom as well, we tried to act normal, and once they left we ran to another exit/entrance door but it was locked.

We decided to go back to the room that we were in at first and to our surprise the door was unlocked, earlier the women had used her access card/key/whatever to open it and somehow it was still unlocked, and we escaped across a field where there were many other lower-class/low-income people enjoying the outdoors in field and on sidewalks on both sides of the street but the area closer to the building was roped off to let them know that it was for middle-to-upper class only.

We had no idea where the others were, we hoped to find them later, but first we had to escape to a safe location; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

AH Gets Seriously Injured In A Parking Lot At A College

Source: Wikimedia Commons

I barely remember part of three dreams, all of which involved college, and maybe all three dreams recycled the same dream world with only a few minor changes.

Dream 1

The first dream involved me returning to college unprepared (probably a community and/or technical college), and so I started having some of the same problems that caused me to not finish college years ago; such as problems with social anxiety & depression leading to problems with concentration, inspiration, memory, isolation, fear, confusion, and more.

I remember going to one class that was either an English or Math class taught by a male professor with whitish colored skin with long whitish & grayish colored hair & beard, I could not concentrate or figure things (along with many other problems/issues/things/feelings/thoughts/et cetera) out as the teacher showed something on the wall with a projector, and I was not sure what we were supposed to do/write/et cetera; and for some reason I did not think or want to ask the teacher (probably due to the many negative side effects of my problems), and I felt like canceling the class & maybe canceling several classes or canceling the entire semester before it was too late.

It felt like I had signed up for the semester suddenly without preparing or even testing myself to see if I was mentally/emotionally/socially ready, I wondered why did I do that, and I felt bad about another possible failed return to college; and so I tried to think about what I should do, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

The next dream is even less clear, I remember walking outside during the day when the sun would start setting soon in a fictional lower class college area, and I was probably walking near an area next to an upper class college campus; and on the upper-class side there was a group of upper-class college students walking, and we both found a lower-class woman on the ground who needed help where the upper-class & lower-class area meets/connects.

The woman looked a bit like Naevia on the TV show Spartacus: War Of The Damned combined with Alma Walker from the TV show American Horror Story: Asylum, surprisingly the upper-class college students decided to help her and I helped as well, and we started taking the woman on the upper-class side toward a hospital I think.

We stopped at a nice area with tall buildings with many mirrored windows near the hospital, some of which were a gold color, and the woman stopped with her back facing the nice buildings as the sun reflected nicely off of the mirrored windows & the sky looked nice; and she probably thanked us for helping her & she probably said that she did not need to go to the hospital, and she probably told us what had happened to her.

She then gave a very good speech that surprised/impressed everyone, but she ended the speech with an attack/challenge directed at the upper-class students & those with money/power negatively effecting/affecting & unbalancing our planet/cultures/economies/resources/et cetera; and most of what she said made sense to me, but I was a bit surprised by her saying this also toward the people who had just helped her.

The upper-class students were shocked & probably started to walk off at some point, and then I probably started to talk with the woman; but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 3

The last dream involved me and other college students, many of which were former classmates of mine, leaving to the parking lot during the afternoon to leave the college campus in our automobiles since classes were done; but as I was walking I heard people screaming for help, and so I ran to see what they needed help with.

I saw my former classmate AH on the ground bleeding like he had a serious injury like a gunshot wound or someone stabbed him or possibly cut his arm off or something serious like that, but I am not sure what happened exactly; and some of my former classmates were trying to help him like JU, RM, LB, and a few others.

He was too seriously injured to even sit up, he could only lay on the ground as he continued to bleed, and so we were going to need to pick him up & put him in an automobile & drive him to the hospital before it was too late; and so I told them that I would get my automobile, drive it near AH, we would put him in the back (I had my seats folded down), and I would drive him/them to the hospital.

I started to run to find my automobile panicking a bit since AH was going to die if I did not move quickly enough, not knowing that I was dreaming, I panicked enough to where I accidentally woke myself up from panicking in the dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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