Amarna Miller & An Investigation? | A Gazelle Stabs A Cheetah & A Fire

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that at the end of the dream I was with a group of people, and a man in our group claimed that a woman in our group was Amarna Miller.

Some investigators were there, and they questioned / interrogated the woman who he claimed was Amarna Miller.

The Will Of My Grandfather CE

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I somewhat remember part of my last dream but I can not remember the beginning to the middle of the dream, but I think that the dream took place during the day in maybe V where my former classmate DH lives or in M where my uncle JE lives or in SC where my brother CC is doing basic training.

My mom and her siblings were there to have the will of my dead grandfather CE read to them, and my dad and I went with my mom to a building where the reading of the will was to take place; and my dad and I got to enter the room to hear the reading of the will surprisingly.

Two unknown men and an unknown woman with dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair wearing maybe pin-striped(?) suits (except for maybe the woman who maybe wore a purplish colored suit) were the ones reading the will, and at some point they reached a part in the will about a fictional family business that my dead grandfather CE owned.

The two men and the one woman stopped reading the will like they were about to lie about what the will said so that they could somehow get some of the profits from the business, I seen them pause and hesitant with negative-looking grins/smiles, and then they started reading the will again; but I can not remember what they said.

The next thing that I remember is riding in my parents’ automobile with them and my dad was driving, and my mom had my dad drive us near a small one-story old military fort that the Air Force or Air National Guard were using and a small park was connected to it.

My dad drove across the grass trying to find the parking lot, my mom and I saw a sign that said not to drive on the grass and so we told my dad this, but he did not listen to us; and then across the grass/field I saw what looked like a male police officer with whitish colored skin with short blondish colored hair signaling to us to get off the grass.

I told my mom and dad about this but my dad continued driving and then it seemed that the police officer was running across the field at us, and so I told my dad and my dad panicked a bit and he started trying to drive away quickly; and I warned my dad to stop before we get arrested, but he kept driving in a panic.

We saw a building with a ramp that led to an upper floor and my dad drove up the ramp hoping to find a way back to the street but the ramp stopped at a door or window on the second floor, so my dad parked the automobile on the ramp, and my dad and mom ran into the building; and I ran after them telling them to stop and that the police officer would know who were are from our license plate number.

They were still panicking and then I started to panic and I ran with them, down the hallway was a desk with a female worker behind it with yellowish/whitish colored skin with shiny blackish colored hair and my parents’ probably briefly said something to her, and they ran into an open stage-like room that over-looked a room on the first floor.

The room on the first floor looked a bit like an outdoor area with maybe carpet and/or artificial turf/grass and there were several dogs in the room, the police officer entered the room on the upper floor where we were and we were trapped, and so in a panic I jumped to the room on the first floor with the dogs.

One of my knees hit some dog feces that was on the floor and so I got dog feces on my blue jeans that I was wearing and then I heard the police officer yell at us to put our hands in the air and he reached for his pistol, and so we put our hands in the air; and he handcuffed my dad first, and then he went to focus his attention on me to handcuff me next once I climbed back up to the upper floor where they were.

I put my hands behind my head and I asked the police officer if I could spray the dog feces off my pants before climbing back up to the upper floor, the police officer smiled and he started to laugh, and he told me that I could spray off the dog feces with a water hose that was near me.

While I was spraying off the dog feces I explained to the police officer the situation that earlier we had looked for the parking lot, but then we panicked when we saw him and that we were not trying to cause any trouble or do anything illegal; but that we made a mistake and then things got out-of-control.

The police officer continued to relax and to laugh about the situation, and then we started to relax and laugh as well but I woke up before I could climb back to the upper floor where they were.

The end,

-John Jr

Chief Gets Loose & Dashie (Charlie Guzman) Pays The Bills & A Semi-Animated Orphanage Anime?

At some point last night I woke up to use the bathroom and I did not remember having any dreams, I got back in bed but I could not get very comfortable and so I did a lot of tossing and turning feeling uncomfortable and sore for the rest of the night waking up and going back to sleep several times not sleeping very deeply most of the time, and so I only remember part of one dream that does not make much sense and that is confusing.

I remember being in my parent’s yard near my brother TD’s pet dog Chief during maybe a whitish/grayish day that looked/felt a bit strange in a dream-like way and my family was in the yard except for my brother CC, and I was about to help my dad clean something in the yard with the water hose; and so we were tying one end of a rope to the fence by Chief and we had typed the other end of the rope to the basketball goals, and the object was on a square or rectangle-shaped nylon fabric/plastic canvas-like mat/covering/whatever that was connected to the ropes.

An Area Of Sorrow & An Area Of Pain (Fire)

I remember part of one dream from last night but I do not remember the beginning of the dream, I just remember being in a mall-like building maybe near a small Goodwill-like store, and I noticed that I was probably only wearing underwear & maybe some shorts; and so I went inside the store to buy/get some clothes.

The store was small and two middle-aged women were working there and there were some other people there, I remember getting a pair of United States military U.S. Woodland camouflage pants and a shirt, and I put them on before or after buying/getting them.

Getting Burned By Fireworks

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I remember part of the end of one of my dreams from last night, which took place outside in my parent’s yard, on what I am guessing was the Fourth Of July (Independence Day).

I think that my brother TD and I were in the yard, and my brother TD was setting up fireworks in the yard; and I was probably doing something else that had nothing to do with fireworks.

At some point my brother TD lit the fireworks without warning as I was walking by and so I tried to avoid getting hit by any of the fireworks; which were shooting in the air and some were doing other things.

Unfortunately, I felt that maybe one of the fireworks hit me on the butt or tipped my butt as I tried to walk by, and so I started walking toward the water hose hoping that my butt was not on fire.

I somewhat felt and heard the sound of something burning on my butt, like my pants were on fire, but I tried to stay calm until I reached the water hose.

I reached the water hose but it was turned off and then I could somewhat see & hear & feel the flames even more burning my pants/butt, and I yelled for my brother TD to turn on the water hose because I was on fire.

I panicked and I started trying to stop drop and roll and/or something like that, as my brother TD tried to turn on the water hose, and then I rolled and/or ran to the water hose hoping that it was on now.

I could feel & hear & see that the fire was worse and that maybe I was going to probably have serious burns or die, and in my panic to put out the fire I woke up thinking that I was really on fire for a second or two.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

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