Odd as it may seem, great struggles such as the one you can see emerging from my journals are not always visible to the participants. Much depends on what people dream in the secrecy of their hearts. I have always been as concerned with the shaping of dreams as with the shaping of actions. Between the lines of my journals is the struggle with humankind's view of itself — a sweaty contest on a field where motives from our darkest past can well up out of an unconscious reservoir and become events with which we not only must live but contend. It is the hydra-headed monster which always attacks from your blind side. I pray, therefore, that when you have traversed my portion of the Golden Path you no longer will be innocent children dancing to music you cannot hear. -The Stolen Journals | God Emperor Of Dune
Last night I remember part of several of my dreams, one dream took place at my parent’s house, and I found my little cousin JE in the house; he had sneaked from my grandfather’s house to my parent’s house without permission.
I told him that he was not supposed to do that and I sent him back to my grandfather’s house, and then I went to use the bathroom; after using the bathroom I started to wash my hands, but then my cousin JE jumped into the bathroom.
I was annoyed and I told him that fortunately I had just finished using the bathroom before he jumped in & once again I told him that he was not supposed to sneak around without permission inside of people’s houses; he was acting like it was a game, he is just a little kid, so I tried to explain the situation in a way that he could understand while I walked him back to my grandfather’s house myself.
I woke up several times this morning feeling like I had been drugged by the CIA again or something, so I was in & out of consciousness & I had a variety of dreams & semi-daydreams, but I forgot most of them unfortunately.
I think that one dream involved most of my family and I going out into the woods to visit my brother CC’s girlfriend, but I could be wrong; either way we went to a neighborhood in the woods.
We visited a family at a nice house, things went well, but as we were about to leave something happened; I think that some neighbors or people in the neighborhood saw us, they made some racist remarks, and I think that they were threatening to harm us but they seemed to be afraid to attack us alone so they seemed to be calling other people around the neighborhood to attack us.
I barely remember any of my last dream, which took place in a slightly fictional version of D during the day in the shopping center where Subway is in real life, but in the dream there were some fictional businesses there.
Some members of my mom’s side of the family had a bus that they were using to try to transport some of the family out-of-town for a short trip or vacation, but they had stopped at the shopping center to shop, eat, drink, and talk.
I remember my aunt DE being a bit annoying & I remember her trying to rush everyone so that they could leave in the bus, there were some scenes that took place inside of some of the businesses, but I can not remember them exactly; but I know that I met one or more people, and I was talking with them.
Last night I barely remember part of two dreams, with the first dream taking place at an unknown location, and I was participating in a boot camp that was for people who were thinking about going to the military or people who wanted to get ready for the military or people who just wanted to see what the boot camp experience was like; and there were kids-adults there, so I guess there was no age limit.
A former drill instructor or someone was in charge, he was a strong-looking man with medium-dark brownish colored skin & black colored hair, and he wore a combat uniform with the t-shirt, pants, and boots.
We were inside of a strange building that had indoor & outdoor areas with several floors, we were on an upper floor that led to a strange almost cave-like area on the floor above our sleeping area, it was a strange building; our sleeping area was on a stairway down to the real floor where most of the beds were, some of the beds were on the stairs, it was odd, but things were set up to not make us comfortable & to simulate harsher conditions.