Dr. KB’s Sermon

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is maybe being inside a house and my dad was talking to my brother GC and I recommending that we go to the doctor every month to have a urine test/urinalysis done, and I remember my brother GC and I thinking that was unnecessary and that it would be a waste of money and a waste of time to have a urine test / urinalysis done every month instead of every year or every six months; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it was inspired by an email that Dr. KB sent me yesterday to send to my dad, in this dream Dr. KB was going to preach a sermon but instead of the sermon being at my dad’s church, it was going to be in an auditorium/church that was inside a building.

Somehow I ended up going with my parent’s to see Dr. KB preach, we walked through a large one-story building until we reached the auditorium/church, and there were mostly men in the audience; and I remember sitting as Dr. KB preached until at some point he was looking for someone in the audience to use as an example.

He asked one man to stand up, Dr. KB told him that he was no longer as fat / obese as he used to be so he must have worked out and adjusted his diet to loose the fat, and so Dr. KB asked the man next to him to stand up; and he started checking his fat like he was trying to find someone obese enough to use as an example, and he kept moving to the next person one-at-a-time having them each stand up while he checks their fat in front of everyone (literally checking their fat rolls on their stomach, sides, chest, et cetera).

This annoyed me and I thought that this was unnecessary and embarrassing to do to people, I was already probably uncomfortable being there, and I was not going to let him do this to me; and so I left in annoyance even verbally expressing this out-loud, and to avoid Dr. KB trying to check me and to avoid this awkward long pause in his sermon and to be out of this uncomfortable situation (I had not been in a church in many years, and so it was a bit strange finally being inside one again).

Dream 3

I did not voice record this dream or think about it after waking up so I probably forgot most of this dream but I will try to type what I remember as I type, this dream took place at a hotel, but I am not sure if I was in the dream or not.

I remember that there was a man staying at the hotel, this dream seemed to be inspired by Gopher’s Orc Warlock Let’s Play playlist of the video game The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, and so this man probably was thinking about and dealing with trying to pick followers and summons; and other things like that, but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr

Getting Stopped By The Police For A Drug Test | A Shotgun Experiment In Switzerland

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Dream 1

I almost forgot all my dreams from last night, but somehow I managed to remember part of two dreams when I laid in bed trying to remember what I dreamed about; and the first dream took place during the day on a fictional highway, and I was driving somewhere to meet up with my family.

At some point a police car in front of me blocked traffic for the lane that I was in, the police officer had whitish colored skin with short blondish colored hair with maybe a tan-colored uniform shirt with maybe dark-colored pants, and he started looking at the ground like he was looking for illegal drugs that someone might have thrown from their window as they were driving down the highway; and so I did not think much of it at first, but then he started walking toward my automobile and so I let down my window.

The police officer looked at me and said in a positive tone: “You’re good.” , and then he walked to the passenger window behind me and I heard him yell with a negative tone like he did not like the person and/or he knew the person in a negative way: “You! *Something, Something, Something* Drug Test.” ; and I did not know that anyone was in the backseat of my automobile until now, and I did not know who it was.

I was annoyed at this point thinking that the person in my backseat might have had illegal drugs on them, I turned around to see who was sitting behind me, and to my surprise it was my brother KD with his hair set in an afro since in real life he is waiting to get his hair braided again soon; and he was wearing a muscle shirt/a-shirt and/or a sports jersey and he was making his usual negative-neutral facial expression(s).

I wondered why in the world would the police officer stop traffic and decide to test my brother KD (the passenger) for illegal drugs, we were not breaking any laws, and my brother KD has never been involved with illegal drugs as far as I know; and so it seemed that the police officer did not like my brother, maybe he knew him somehow and/or racism had a part in it, and this annoyed me even more.

The police officer was nice to me, I guess my lighter skin color played a part in that maybe, and so I sat there waiting for the them to finish the drug test while people drove by us which was a bit embarrassing & annoying; I was confident that my brother KD would pass the drug test, and he did pass the drug test (clean, no illegal drugs) and so the police officer left/drove away disappointed (like he was hoping that KD would fail the drug test) & without apologizing to my brother KD as expected.

The rest of my family drove up behind me, they saw some of what happened, and I told them about the other parts that they missed; and my dad was complaining/talking about the situation, and then we drove to the place we were headed in the beginning which was an office-like building/rest-stop and/or tourist center.

At some point I remember having already bought a new automobile, oddly it was just a small yellow plastic thing with four wheels that barely had enough room for me to sit on, but somehow I did not find this strange in the dream; what bothered me was that I felt that the plastic was not strong enough to last & it was more expensive than I liked, and so I went inside the office-like building to get a refund since I think that it cost between $5,000 – $15,000.

A female worker who looked like one of the female detectives from the BBC TV show Sherlock was at the desk, she had light brownish colored skin with light brownish colored hair in a hairstyle that is somewhat like an afro but more frizzy/curly but I am not sure what it is called but it is a nice looking natural hairstyle, and I asked her if I could get a refund but it did not seem like I could get one; and so I went & told my mom about the situation & she convinced me to try again, and she went back to the office with me to ask for a refund.

My mom asked a lot of questions as usual and even got the female worker to admit that the price was too expensive, this was all done politely as usual, and eventually the female worker gave me my refund & I thanked her and my mom; and then the female worker told me that one of her friends used to like me back when we were in public school years ago, she asked me if I was still single & I said yes, and then she told me that she would tell her friend that & that her friend might try to contact me in the near future (she did not tell me who the friend was, but I was guessing that it was my former female classmate FS).

I said goodbye and walked off with my mom, my mom then told me that my uncle CE was having financial problems (which was no surprise because of his spending habits), and I predicted that it was because of his spending habits of buying stuff that he does not need/does not know how to use/rarely uses like electronic devices/barbecue pits/various tools/hunting & fishing supplies/weapons & ammunition/et cetera and from gambling; I did not feel sorry for him really but I did hope that he would learn from this and adjust his spending habits, but I woke up.

Dream 2

The next dream is very unclear but it was inspired by a news article that I read on the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) website / RSS feed last night called: Arizona gun advocates to give away free shotguns.

In my dream Switzerland was going to use this idea to do an experiment to see if arming some single women & some home owners with shotguns & training would increase or decrease violence, and in the dream there was an increase in deaths / accidents / possible suicides that did not seem to be related directly to the shotguns & training but started increasing after the shotguns & training oddly; and so we were investigating this to try to make sense of this.

Most of the deaths that I remember seemed to be men or mostly men dying from supposed accidents (I felt that some or most of them were suicides made to look like accidents) at a certain part/area of an obstacle course-like place that reminded me of a roller-coaster combined with an obstacle-course, this makes no sense to me, and my memory of the dream is too unclear to make sense of this; but I remember seeing two videos of two supposed accidents/deaths on this obstacle-course-like place, both in the same spot, where most of the deaths occurred.

These two deaths took place on the same day or at least in the same week, to me both men in the two separate videos seemed to be pretending that things were okay, but I felt that these were planned suicides made to look like accidents for various known & unknown reasons; and I felt that each of the men slowed down when they got to the area where most of the deaths occurred, like they were preparing to make the/an accident/to die/to kill themselves in a way that looked like an accident, and I felt that they knew this area well enough to avoid an accident but they wanted to have an accident since this area had a deep drop/slope/dip/whatever I think.

So if a person accidentally/purposely fell in this spot/area, they would be more likely to die or be seriously injured, but I woke up as we/I were still trying to analyze data/information/evidence to make sense of this & compare our hypotheses.

The end,

-John Jr

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