1-5-2012 | Dream Fragments | Illusions

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Last night I barely remember part of three dreams, which I think all had the theme of illusions, where things in the dream & semi-daydreams would change & be something different from they seemed.

One dream took place at W Park in D during the day where a group of kids were in a camp-like group or a class field trip with several adults & teachers, and I was at the park too.

Something strange happened at some point in the dream involving an unknown animal/creäture in & near the water, I remember the kids & adults & I trying to deal with the situation, and I remember the animal/creäture appearing & disappearing & re-appearing in different forms & places; and the adults had to get an expert to help with the situation.

The expert was a slightly obese man with whitish colored skin who seemed to work in the animal control field, he knew what the animal/creäture was, and how to deal with it; and so he tried to tell us what to do, and we tried to follow his instructions.


8-14-2011 | Dream Fragments | College Related | Looking For Clothes In Wal-Mart

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Last night I had several college related dreams that I can barely remember, with one involving getting my brother GC ready for college and us trying to find him and/or I somewhere to live/stay in whatever fictional city that the college was in.

I remember us trying to decide between a fictional dorm and a fictional apartment in the fictional city, and we went to visit both places; and we also visited the fictional college, but that is all that I can remember exactly.

Next, I remember having a dream of being in a fictional Wal-Mart that is in my dreams sometimes, and I was walking around the store with only a t-shirt & boxer briefs for some strange reason; and other people were walking around the store shopping, as usual.


A Brutal Killing | Presidential Assassination Attempts

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Dream 1

Last night I remember some of two dream fragments, with the first one starting at a farm/zoo-like place in the day, and I was with my parent’s.

There were other people there, mostly kids with their parent’s and teachers, like they were on a field trip or something.

To our surprise the place seemed recently abandoned and there was no one taking care of the animals, and the place looked a bit run down.

Most of the kids were playing on playground equipment and my parent’s & I walked around, and to our surprise & disgust, we saw many dead animals; mostly dead cows.

There were some animals still alive as we walked around, but they did not look healthy; my guess was that the owners had gotten arrested for animal cruelty recently, so no one was left to take care of the animals.

We decided to leave but one of the exits to the parking lot was a slide at the playground, and so we were going to slide down it to reach the playground.

A kid in front of me went down the slide and then I did as well, and we reached a dark parking lot; and standing near the end of the slide was a man trying to sell drugs or something to the kid.

Then another man with an afro came walking by and he stopped to tell the other man to leave the kid alone, and then the other man started talking to him; since they knew each other.

The other man asked the man with the afro to join him, but the man with the afro said that he had started to change his life for the better, and that he did not do stuff like that anymore.

The man with the afro appeared to had been or still was a member of some African-American social group, maybe something like The Black Panthers (Black Panther Party) or Nation Of Islam or something, and he told the other man that he should be trying to help the community instead of making it worse.

The other man got angry as the man with the afro started to walk off, so the other man tried to stab him with a pocket knife from behind; but the man with the afro pulled out his pocket knife and blocked the attack to our surprise.

The kid and I were watching this all quietly and we were both shocked, and my parent’s were not in the parking lot yet; so only us two were witnessing this.

The man with the afro told the other man that he did not want to fight, but the other man continued to try to cut him with his pocket knife; but the man with the afro blocked the attacks until he had his knife to the other man’s throat.

The other man was surprised and once again the man with the afro told him that he did not want to fight, and this time the other man said okay; but as the man with the afro was turning to walk off, the other man tried to stab him in the back again.

The man with the afro then blocked the attack and quickly stabbed the other man in the throat/neck about 7 times or so, then he stabbed him in the eye, and he started to cut the other man’s face from his eye to the bottom of his face; it was realistic, nasty, and disturbing.

You could hear the sounds of the ripping and the popping of his eyeball and flesh.

I was so shocked and disturbed, that I accidentally woke myself up from the dream.

Dream 2

My next dream is unclear, but it took place in the bottom floor of a modern building with a lot of glass, and The President Of The United States Elias Martinez from the TV show The Event was there with the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) Agent or whatever he was.

Some high level person in the government tried to kill the president and I was there, and so the CIA agent and I went to help the president; I guess the secret service agents must have been killed in the attack.

The president was unconscious and we had no one there to help us, so the CIA agent called for backup, as he tried to wake the president up.

Eventually the president woke up as a few new secret service agents came into the building to help walk the president to his limo and I could hear a few police sirens near by, and I think we used a large painting of The Young Shepherdess to shield the president; but I could be wrong.

As we were walking the president and shielding him, I noticed something odd about the secret service agents, and I felt that they were going to try to kill the president; and suddenly one of them pulled out his pistol to shoot the president, but I tackled him before he could shoot.

The CIA agent then shot the other secret service agents, and I managed to take the pistol from the one I tackled and I shot him; the CIA agent, the president, and I were shocked & did not know who to trust then.

The three of us decided to get to the limo as some police officers came to help us, but as they were trying to get the president into the limo, I noticed a suspicious looking police officer on a bicycle in front of the limo; I felt that he had a bomb, so I went to search him.

We started to wrestle and I knocked his helmet and shades off, and he was a man with blond hair and whitish colored skin; he somewhat looked like a character from the film Remember The Titans.

I found a bag on him with the bomb in it and I yelled for the others to get away because there was a bomb, as I tried to throw it, but the police officer grabbed my arm and the bomb fell near us.

I tried to run but the police officer grabbed me and so I did not get very far, so I jumped on the ground to avoid the explosion, in a way that would expose the police officer to most of the blast.

The bomb exploded and sent the police officer and I flying in the air, but most of the shock-wave hit him; it hit him so hard that his legs flew backward so far, that his feet hit the back of his head. 😀

I was not hurt bad and I started to get up, but the police officer got up to my surprise too; and he was smiling and started to attack me, but I was able to out grapple him and I held him down.

The CIA agent and a few other police officers came and arrested him, but he was still smiling and I think he said that it was not over, as he looked at me while the other police officers were walking him to their police car.

The CIA agent said that the president was still alive and that he was on his way to a secure location, but suddenly the police officer that had been arrested, vanished while the other police officers were still holding him; we all were shocked and started to swing around, trying to see if he was invisible now or something, but we could not find him.

He had smiled and looked at me when he vanished, he was handcuffed, and two other police officers were holding both of his arms at the time; so we had no idea what was going on or how he escaped like that.

The CIA agent and I felt that something very crazy was going on and we had no idea who to trust, but I woke before we could talk about the situation.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂


6-5-2011 | Dream Fragment | The Young Shepherdess Speaks

The Young Shepherdess (1885)

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Last night I only remember part of two dreams, with the first dream taking place with me being on vacation with my family in some fictional city in the daytime, walking away from our hotel.

I remember my mom made a comment about how beautiful the clouds in the sky were, and how they were moving oddly; I noticed a cloud move oddly and then it went back to its original state.

I noticed a few other odd clouds moving and as we crossed a bridge, I noticed some of the clouds began to change to storm-like clouds and the weather began to change very rapidly, with rain and the wind blowing very hard.

My dad and brothers started trying to run back to the hotel, and my mother and I got hit by a wave of water from the small river under the bridge, but I managed to grab my mom and we did not fall into the river.

My mom and I started moving past the bridge as everything started to flood, waves of water thrashed, the wind blew, rain, etc.

The water level got high so quick that by the time we reached my dad & brothers, we all were floating in the water, we had to hold on to each other and try to swim through the current; toward the hotel, it was chaotic.

I helped hold one of my brother above the water, because he kept sinking, and we quickly reached the hotel; we then went to the upper floor, and other people were there in shock and taking cover.

We had no idea what was going on, I remember a woman and her daughters sitting on the floor crying, while others were silently sitting on the floor of the hallway.

I decided that we should start gathering supplies and securing the building, and creating security teams to patrol through the day, among other things; but I woke up.

My second dream took place in the daytime in a fictional part of a city that was somewhat like my birth-town, next to the Wal-Mart parking lot, and I was going to this roof-like area on the second floor of a building; that somewhat reminded me of the apartment for the dream before this, but a lot smaller.

I opened a door and there was a small ladder that led to a small roof-like area, and I saw an almost life-sized painting of The Young Shepherdess on this small wall-like area near the edge of the building; I stopped to look at it from a distance and thought that was interesting that my favorite painting was there, but then I noticed the painting moved.

The Shepherdess leaned forward with her face pointed down so I could not see her face, which I found odd, and then she seemed to be reaching out her hand toward me; like she needed help getting out of the painting or something.

I stood in the doorway of the building still and asked if she needed help, but she did not respond, so I reached out my hand toward her from a distance; we both seemed to move in slow motion or something and had a hard time moving.

I slowly made my way closer to her, but it was hard, I had to struggle a bit to move; I tried tell her to reach just a bit more, so I could grab her hand, and at some point I managed to grab her hand and help her out of the painting.

Once out of the painting, our struggle seemed to have stopped, it was like we had to breach an invisible barrier between us at first or something.

I was surprised and amazed, she still looked like a painting instead of a normal person, but it was still amazing; I wanted to ask her a lot of questions, but she seemed to have come to give me an important message(s).

She got straight to the point and was not there for small talk, to my shock and disappointment, and she acted like her message was time sensitive; like she/we only had a short time.

I can not remember the exact details of her message, except I remember her trying to quickly prove a point to me, I was being skeptical; she was getting a bit annoyed and was trying to show that she and I were One and/or Connected and/or Mirror Images Of Each Other and/or something like that.

So to prove it we somehow magically switched positions, I was standing where she had been and she was standing where I had been; I guess it was an example of the Mirror Image Of Each Other thing or something.

She also was explaining something else that I think went something like:

“I should not see her or anyone else as being Special/A Savior That Has All The Answers and/or Expect Them To Save Us Or Do All The Work; that I and some others that realize this, will have to save ourselves/work together and do not be fooled by Saviors/Those That Claim To Have All The Answers/Those That Promise To Save Us And Do All The Work For Us or something like that.

I think she warned about A Group Only Referred To As Them, but did not go into detail, the Them seemed to be some Group that was either on their way and/or here; it was like time was running out and I & some others had to get ready, the Them seemed to be a Negative group I am guessing.

I think she was referring to Them as the ones the ones that would come as saviors, claiming to have answers, claiming to help, but are not to be trusted; that only we as individuals/people and as a species could really save ourselves or something like that.

She seemed to be trying to stress the importance of avoiding the manipulations/traps/etc, and that to simply remember that we had to take responsibility for ourselves, not expect others to do it; no matter what they claim or how powerful they seem.”

I was still trying to talk about other things and being a bit skeptical, so instead of trying to explain more about the Them, she told me to come with her and we went on a truck that some of us call 18-Wheelers.

She was taking me to a group of people who were already preparing to survive or whatever, when the Them, would soon come; to me it sounded like a resistance group of humans.

We drove to a desert-like area near some mountains and stopped at a booth-like building, and she said that this was my stop, and she left after saying a few things.

There was a hidden bunker area underneath this booth-like building, and a few Russian-like highly skilled & trained men were there, trying to prepare a small group of new-comers like myself.

They seemed to have trained in surviving for the time when the Them would come, it was like we would have to learn to live in the shadows, and be more defensive and learn guerrilla-like tactics when necessary to protect ourselves.

I guessed that there were small groups like this around the world, trying to set up a system of hidden groups for those who will try to survive, help others, and fight the Them when necessary or something.

In the hidden bunker area were several women and men, and the two or three men that seemed to be the trainers were starting to talk to us, but there was a perimeter breach warning; an above camera revealed a bus approaching, so the trainers began to evacuate the bunker with us, and started the self-destruct sequence.

They feared that it was an attack by the Them or someone working with the Them, we escaped through an above ground escape hatch in the back, and hid behind some rocks; as one or more people from the bus went into the booth-like building.

We could not see the people or who was on the bus, I just remember hearing and seeing the explosions, as the booth-like building and the underground bunker area exploded in a series of small explosions.

Which killed some of the people who had gotten off the bus, we then heard a panic, and people on the bus seemed to be searching for us; we were unarmed (maybe not the trainers, but I am not sure), and tried to hide.
At some point we were forced to face one of the search groups from the bus, and a battle almost happened; to our surprise the search group was also unarmed and several of them seemed to be members of a Native American Tribe, it seemed like a group of men, women, and kids that were just on a field trip or something.

They asked why did we blow up some of their people and why did we attack them, so there was a tense situation, as both of our groups tried to explain the situation; we realized that they were not a threat probably and they were starting to realize it, but both our sides started trying to decide what to do next.

I suggested that we join with them and go help the others in their group, and we all join in preparing/training for when the Them come; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

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3-30-2010 | Dream Fragment | The Young Shepherdess A Symbol/Sign?

The Young Shepherdess (1895)

Once again I only remembered part of my last dream and parts of it were unclear yet again, but I think it was in some way a continuation of my dream the night before possibly and involved another possible dream interruption where the same force or forces came after me again in my dream.

The beginning is so unclear that I can on say that I think I was with several people and we went to a hotel, I think we checked into the hotel and for some reason the worker at the desk was acting strange and would only let us have a room on the first and maybe second floors; we were curious so some people in my group started to explore the hotel, even though they were told not too.

Things became very strange and unclear, I think that the higher up they/we went the scarier and weirder the hotel got, the other floors were darker and had strange colors and sounds sometimes; we got attacked by toys or something, it was like they were possessed by something and would come to life if that made sense.