6-14-2013 | Dream Fragment | Hanging With Dashie And The FBI Comes

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I barely remember part of one dream from last night that involved me somehow getting to hang out with Dashie from YouTube at his house in a fictional city during the day, but I am not sure how this happened or how I got to his house; I just remember walking to his door and ringing the doorbell or knocking, and he lived in a small whitish colored multi-story house near a main city sidewalk on one side that was mostly hidden by buildings and a main alley(way) where people could walk to a few buildings & houses near Dashie’s house.

Dashie’s house was in a quieter area thanks to his neighborhood being surrounded by large buildings with main sidewalks & main roads that protected his neighborhood from a lot of the noise & it gave them privacy, it was like a small downtown-like area that had several houses similar to his around/near his house, and they all shared yards made of grass (that were not separated by fences so it was hard to tell which yard belonged to who) but grass was mostly lacking in the areas near them since those areas were mostly sidewalks & roads so Dashie’s neighborhood felt more relaxed/natural.

Anyway, Dashie answered the door and it seemed that maybe I had won a contest or something like that to be able to hang out with him at his house, and he invited me inside probably congratulating me on winning the contest or whatever; and one or two of his cousins were there, and Dashie gave me a tour of the house & of some of the stuff in his house & he/they treated me nicely.

At some point the actor Pauly Shore and some of his friends (several male friends & female friends) came to visit Dashie as well, and then we all went to have fun around the city; and we went to the cinema, we went to a restaurant, we went to several outdoor areas in the city, et cetera & we had a lot of fun; and we had fun without worrying about anything, but unfortunately I forgot most of the fun details of this part of the dream.

At some point we went back to Dashie’s house and we had a bit of a house party/private hangout there, we played games/video games/watched movies & TV/talked/listened to music/danced/et cetera, but at some point one of Pauly Shore’s male friends & I got into an argument that I think he started; and maybe we almost had a fight because he probably tried to push or attack me but I probably blocked his attack & threw him to the ground, this ruined the mood a bit but we still had fun, and then Mr. Shore & his friends left once we finished dealing with the situation & after he/we apologized for the incident.

After they left Sport came, some of Dashie’s cousins were still there, and we played some video games/games; and at some point we started cleaning up the house, I volunteered to do most of the cleaning, and I offered to cut the grass outside but I was not sure which one of the yards or which part of the yard belonged to Dashie; and so Sport went outside with me to show me which yard to cut.

Not far from the houses was a bank-like building and there were some people walking through the alley(way) to apartments/houses/businesses/et cetera, anyway, Sport walked me across the yards near the end of Dashie’s yard that was next to some dogs who belonged to one of Dashie’s female neighbors; and Sport told me that the dogs did not bite, but I kept my distance to be safe.

As Sport was showing me the ends of Dashie’s yard we heard someone talking over a speaker system saying something like: “This is the FBI, please get inside your homes or inside, please get off the streets or you will be arrested, this is not a drill, do not get in our way.”.

Sport and I walked near the alley(way) to see where the voice was coming from and we saw FBI agents arriving in automobiles & vehicles that looked like they could knock down fences/walls with ladders to reach upper floors, some of the FBI agents had bullet resistance vests & some had a lot of gear/armor with assault rifles & some FBI agents just had FBI jackets & hats with pistols, and they seemed to be surrounding the area & getting ready to search the area and/or storm/attack/enter one or more buildings/houses.

People started running & screaming to their houses/apartments/buildings, some people ran to buildings like the bank-like building, and some people ran around screaming; and so Sport and I ran to Dashie’s house to warn him/them & take cover.

I told Dashie to hide his fake guns/grenades & anything else that looks illegal that he uses in some of his videos to avoid the FBI thinking that they are real, I told everyone to appear non-threatening & listen to the FBI if the FBI came into the house to help avoid getting shot, and then we all rushed to around the house to hide stuff/prepare but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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5-10-2013 | Dream Fragment | A Woman On A Toilet In A Hallway

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I forgot almost all of my dreams because of the usual annoyances of people being annoying in the mornings while I am trying to sleep, but I barely remember part of one dream.

I forgot the beginning, the middle, and most of the end of the dream; but I do remember being in an apartment-like building.

The apartment-like building did not seem to have windows, it probably had brownish colored carpet and/or walls and/or ceiling, and there was a large probably wooden front desk somewhere in the building where I was for most of the parts of the dream that I can remember.

The large desk seemed to be located in an unusual location for a front desk, it seemed to be located on the left side of the building in a room near a corner of the building or in the middle of the building, and there was a woman behind the desk with whitish colored skin with probably blond colored hair.

There were some other people in the room, the room had a doorway on the right side of the room with no door, but I am not sure if there was a door or doorway on the left side of the room or not.

I remember the other people in the room talking, I might have talked with some of them but I am not sure, and I talked with the woman at the front desk who might have given me some orders/commands and/or directions or something like that.

At some point I walked out of the room into a hallway near a corner or wall, I think that a thin woman who was in the room approached me in the hallway, and she seemed to be interested in me; and she had watched me earlier when I was in the room, but I can not remember what we talked about or what she told me.

I just remember thinking that she seemed to want to go on a date with me or something like that, and she seemed to be trying to get to know me better; and at some point we walked back toward the room, the woman behind the desk called me, and I went to see what she wanted.

At some point I went back into the hallway not knowing where the woman was who I had talked to earlier, but then I saw her sitting on a toilet at the end of the hallway on the right side oddly & there was no stall or anything for privacy so everyone in the hallway could see you using the toilet which I thought was very strange & uncomfortable; and she called me over to talk to her like she was not uncomfortable talking with me while she was visibly on the toilet, but I went back into the room to give her some privacy telling her that I would talk to her once she finishes using the toilet.

She started laughing and jokingly making fun of me for being afraid/uncomfortable/whatever of standing near her talking while she visibly sat on the toilet, I was in the room near the doorway, but I could still hear her; and so we talked this way instead until she finished using the toilet, and then she came into the room.

I can not remember what else happened in the dream.

The end,

-John Jr

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5-1-2013 | Dream Fragment | Talking On A Stairway

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I barely remember part of one dream from last night that took place during the day in a fictional area, at least in the parts that I can remember, but some parts of the dream might have taken place during the night before in a slightly fictional version of my parent’s yard maybe.

I think that the parts that I can not remember might involve a fictional version of one of the storage buildings in my parent’s yard, maybe we were going to use it as housing or something like that, but I can not remember.

At some point I remember being somewhere outside in a fictional area with some of my family, there was a tall stairway leading up to the side of a hill or small mountain-like area, and there were other people around like a small festival/event was going on.

I remember talking and walking up the tall stairway, we came across my brother CC & his girlfriend J at some point, and then further up the stairway I came across my former classmates BM & RB who were talking; and so I stopped to talk with them, and we briefly talked about old times/the past.

But they started ignoring me sometimes, so I decided to change the subject, and I asked them to play a game where we each would ask one another to tell us about a dream they had on whatever topic/subject we decided on.

Example: Tell us about a dream that you had about carrots, and then that person would tell us about the first dream that they could remember about carrots.

I was not sure if they wanted to play this game or not, I woke up before I could find out.

The end,

-John Jr

 

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4-9-2013 | Dream Fragment | Mr. RD Moving Stuff

Peterbilt truck CONVENTION CENTER LOS ANGELES

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I got awakened by my alarm clock and by an increase in temperature when someone left the bedroom door opened, and so I forgot all of my dreams except for part of one dream.

The dream took place during the day in my parent’s yard, and I was outside near the water hose near the basketball goals doing something but I forgot what.

I heard one or more automobiles across the street and I saw our neighbor Mr. RD & several other men helping direct a truck that was trying to park in his yard, and the truck was pulling a flatbed trailer that had a lot of stuff on it.

Another automobile was probably trying to park as well, I stopped watching & listening to them directing the automobile(s), and it seemed that the stuff belonged to Mr. RD; and that the men were going to help him put it back into his newly re-modeled house.

I walked to the fence and I asked Mr. RD if they needed help, we briefly talked, and I think that Mr. RD thanked me but said that they could handle it; and then he said goodbye, and went back to what he was doing.

I walked back to what ever I was doing, but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr

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2-26-2013 | Dream Fragment | An Area Of Sorrow And An Area Of Pain (Fire)

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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 US military woodland camouflage pants and a shirt, and I put them on beforeĀ or after buying/getting them.

I noticed a man looking in the store from the window outside and he looked/acted threatening, he came into the store threatening/bothering people, and so I had to stop him at some point; but I forgot how I stopped him.

At some point I was either in another store or somehow this store was bigger now, in this store I saw some more people including my former classmate MP(BJ), and in the store I think that there was an area where people would feel/experience/remember sorrow/sadness; and I remember people crying, talking about sad memories, and I probably tried walking into the area to experience it & I then probably helped talk to a few people to help them feel better.

The store was closing or something and so we left, I remember walking into my grandfather‘s yard during the evening or night, and my grandfather was standing in the yard; and there were a lot of barbecue pits around the yard with a lot of fire coming out of them, the wind was blowing & so it was dangerous, and I tried to walk cautiously.

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