Thursday, June 2, 2022
Weird dream. Hesitant to write about. Sketchy in details.
I wrote a mean letter to a Black guy. I started the letter writing the N word.
I then wrote about how he was mean and bad. And I wrote that the next time I see him, I'll go ape. Weird since I don't often talk to Black guys.
What might have triggered this dream was a YouTube video about a porch pirate who is black*. A sergeant left out a booby trapped package which the Black guy picked up and it exploded as the sergeant kept on yelling at the Black guy calling him the N word.
*Amazon porch pirate meets Marine Corporal (Strong language) from uploader William Archibald. YouTube
I was at a Jewish temple. It was crowded. At the end of the ceremony I asked if I could join but the Minister or else the Rabbi said that I need to be this first, and he waved his hand as he said instead of saying the word "this". The word means circumcised. Which is strange. This dream must have been referring to the physics of this dimension while during the dream I was under the physics of the holographic other dimension as a ghost or a dream spirit. Would me as a ghost or a dream spirit have something that would need to be circumcised? Perhaps. I have had a dream years ago where I saw ghost or spirit guys urinating against a wall and the penis I had in one dream years ago was very long like a giraffe's. I think all guys have something like that as a ghost in the dream world.
I walked away from the Rabbi saying that I did not want to be circumcised.
A young Jewish lady with long curly red hair and wearing a pink dress with small white dots walked towards and past me to my left. I could sense her mind thinking of me, "Too bad you couldn't make it to be Jewish." I would say that I couldn't make the cut, but would that even be appropriate?
Then I was hanging out at a house construction site at the yard of a house during the day with a milky white sky. A lot of Jewish guys were also there with me sitting on a beam as we talked. Strange dream.
I don't often think of the Jewish religion. How often am I writing about it? So it's strange that I had this dream.
Saturday, June 4, 2022
Unbelievable. Last night I saw President Clinton and President Obama sitting at the same table. The table was near a wall. President Clinton was there and Hillary was to his right. Michelle Obama was to Clinton's left and President Obama was to the left of Michelle Obama.
I saw President Clinton's face up close. His curly grey hair was unmistakae. He said a few words to me but I don't remember what. I think the words were about leadership and that I was going to be all right.
As I was leaving I remembered that I forgot to say hi to President Obama.
I looked at him as he sat in another seat along the table. He gave me a thumbs up.
Sunday, June 5, 2022
A Police security guard told me that I had accumulated 33 offenses, each offense marked with a clover leaf. He said it's only if one gets to over 100 offenses that one has to worry. A couple of offenses had to do with me pushing Heather in a wheelchair.
At a shopping mall with a baby girl. Yet this girl knew enough to ask for a shopping buggy and she walked to get the shopping buggy.
Wednesday, June 8, 2022
In my dream last night, I travelled to Montreal. Night time. I went to a restaurant with mountains distantly seen outside the large windows. A blonde haired lady slightly fat wearing lipstick and sitting at a chair with her back against the window was there. She was very friendly with me and quickly became my French girlfriend.
My French girlfriend then ran off with another guy but I instantly met another lady with long blonde hair.
I went to a restaurant in Montreal. I was in the kitchen of the restaurant. A few cooks wearing all white were there. The floor was slanted. A table was placed perpendicular and parallel to the slope of the floor. I said to her, in French, "Diagonalle, ou le to be."Meaning, place it diagonally or it will fall.
As I was leaving the kitchen a female chef, middle aged, shoulder length mushroom style haircut with the most beautiful piercing blue eyes looked at me. She said, in English," It doesn't matter how much French you speak, but you are encouraged to speak French as much as possible. Merci." I said, "Bienvenue."
I went outside and did a few backflips. And then I flew in the air expertly, doing the frog style swim as I was doing it. I was thinking that maybe I should move to Montreal. It is like the International travel experience in terms of speaking another language. With some time, I could speak French very well.
I went back to the restaurant but the French lady, my French girlfriend wasn't at that seat. A guy with a small open orange plastic bag beside him was sitting at that seat.
I woke up thinking that the dream was so pleasant that I didn't want to wake up. I was seriously wondering if I should move to Montreal. That feeling soon wore off. I am happier here. This is what I know. If I move to Montreal, I would be so far away from Vancouver which I consider to be heaven especially Kitsilano, 4th Avenue, Spanish Banks, and UBC.
In Quebec, they operate under the Napoleonic code. Guilty til proven innocent. "Je t'accuse." I don't know if I could survive something like that.
Also in Quebec, they don't speak Parisian French, they speak Joual. Which is a localized kind of French also spoken in New Orleans. Other than that...
It was a vivid but strange but also very pleasant dream.
Sunday, June 12, 2022
Weird and very sexual dream. Heather was lying down on a bed and a nurse was with her. The nurse was short, had dark shoulder length hair and round eyes. To her right and to my left was windows that looked out onto the Georgia viaduct leading to BC Place or else Rogers Arena. It was the bridge where the movie Deadpool was shot.
I was about to leave the room. Then for some reason I turned around. I saw the nurse look at me as she was on her hands and knees to the right of Heather. I got on the bed. I placed my hands under the nurse and felt her ass. I saw the nurses shaved vagina. She had a shiny silver lacquer outlining the top of her vagina and a dark blue spiral line shape within the borders of the lacquer at the top of her vagina. I rubbed my thumb up and down a couple of times where the spiral was.
Heather wanted some too so the nurse moved and I felt underneath and Heather's ass. Out the window, a few private school girls wearing their private school uniforms, white shirt, diagonally striped tie and dark blue skirts walked past.
Monday, June 13, 2022
I dreamed that I moved to Vancouver. I saw Heather just before I moved. In Vancouver I got a PlayStation with the playstation paddles. It was a white playstation paddle. The game was elaborate. At one point in the game I had to get a large stone slab resembling a gravestone. The stone was placed behind a large man resembling a golem. Then the man's hands were tied behind his back using the stone slab as a brace.
I woke up fell asleep again then I dreamed I was at an airport. President Donald Trump was there at the ticket counter. He was standing and walking from one side to the other and there were three female ticket sellers who were wearing white. The female ticket sellers were seated. I was about to get admittance to the United States. Donald Trump told me to talk to some other people in the airport about it. I walked down the hall and turned left with one of the female ticket sellers. My admittance was denied but I could try again. The denial wasn't serious.
That's OK. I don't see myself ever going to the States because I have fear in my brain. I wouldn't have the nerve to travel to the United States. I have no other reason to go there except sightseeing and even then. I've lost my nerve. I think my old age will be boring, depressing and scary. However, "Don't believe everything you think."
Wednesday, June 15, 2022
I was with a group of people. Star Wars. I had a green lightsaber in my right hand and a purple lightsaber in my left hand when I was entering a dark place. I thought the lightsaber were too dark. I wanted two yellow lightsaber because that reminds me of angels. I saw a bunch of lightsaber on a table. Two of the yellow lightsaber had weak batteries but I found two that had good batteries.
I heard the Emperor Palpatine say, "That Sith Lord is vengeful."
Friday, June 17, 2022
I was at UBC. A lot of the dream forgotten. The part I do remember is towards the end.
I was looking for my backpack. Then a student pointed to the left and said, "It's over there." One of my Chinese fiends at University said, "There are lots of things you don't know. You don't even know that I'm in a clique."
I said I was glad not to be in a clique. I said that I was glad to be at UBC at my age, 52.
I then looked up at the sky, saw blue sky and the sun, and was really happy to be at UBC, feeling the heavenly UBC vibes.
Then we students were all in a room with the professor. He had brown hair and a long sleeve white shirt with thin black stripes. He said," You're not geniuses but you do have a grasp of the topic."
Then I had my scooter. I flipped it. And a stiludent handed me a fork. I flipped it and caught it. I saw my father. I walked away but then decided to walk back to try to see him again.
He wasn't at the University building where I saw him before. I looked out onto the campus grounds. I couldn't see him. There was a bus stop but also a few round tables on the lawn. Some older Chinese people were seated at the tables. One older Chinese man said of me, "He's looking for his father, but his father has gone."
Then at one of the tables I saw my father. He was wearing a white hoody with a Jean jacket over the hoody. He briefly took off the hoody and he looked younger, middle aged, all black hair no white hair and handsome like he used to look.
My father is over 80 so he probably wouldn't have any black hair. I haven't seen my father for about 20 years. I wonder if he is still alive.
My ultimate dream is to live at a nice normal quiet place near UBC with no delinquent neighbors. This is either an impossible dream or else it's be careful what you wish for. I might go to UBC one day as a student. Humanities 101.
I'm over 50 and getting old. Old age is "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." Youth is also the best and worst of times. Youth is full of anger and angst and lack of experience compared to old age. Old age brings experience and hopefully wisdom. Old age can be some of the best times yet. In life it's often, save the best for last. Hopefully.
About seeing my father in last night's dream, on this day I went to visit the BC Aviation Museum in Sidney BC for the first time. My father used to work at an airport. He drove the baggage cart to the airplane. This was during the 60s and early 70s.
Saturday, June 18, 2022
I went to UBC again. I went to a downstairs part of a building in the University. It was a Lab Tech museum. I felt good being there. Someone gave me a ride there.
I went away and someone else, a fat Native man with two kids and a small car gave me a ride but not before I decided I was going to walk to UBC first. UBC was too far away so I got a ride. I went back to the Lab Tech area. Then I got some Star Wars cards. I went outside and there was small shallow boxes that had chocolate treats that looked like Nanaimo bars. I wanted a Nanaimo bar. They were out of Nanaimo bars so I got a chocolate brownie.
I went back to the stall with the lady selling Star Wars cards. I got two bags of Star Wars cards. A bunch of them, the best of for $10.99 a bag. Then I saw one with two Boba Fetts one Boba and the other the Mandalorian both with red trim border visors with a black background like they were in a spaceship on it. I was going to get that then I saw a bag with two Nemoidians wearing yellow vests with a black background like they were in a building in front of a computer console that reminded me of two angels because of the yellow vests. I got that one. I was thinking that maybe I should have got the Boba Fett ones too. Strange part of dream: A lady was explaining and talking to me about UBC. A sweet cute lady with shoulder length brown hair. Then when I leaned forward to kiss her, she dodged and I would up hugging and kissing on the left cheek, a guy with shoulder length dark brown hair and a long sleeved white shirt. Others who were around, laughed.
Possible triggers. I went to a store, the Birdcage on Government Street, the other day that sold Nanaimo bars. They were out of Nanaimo bars. I walked out and walked back and got their last gluten free brownie which was the closest thing they had.
I was at Sidney yesterday on Friday June 17. There were a bunch of pamphlets. I got a few. There was a yellow pamphlet that was Bee Country farms. I thought of getting that too but I didn't want to be too obsessive. I didn't want to be a hoarder as I already got three pamphlets which were two different maps of Sidney BC and one about the Shaw Centre for the Salish Sea that had a picture of an octopus on it. Don't get too hung up on trivial things. Those pamphlets would have wound up somewhere in my room mostly unlooked at. I do have a bad habit of getting hung up on very trivial things.
The yellow Bee Country Farms pamphlet and the yellow vests of the Nemoidians in my dream. Yeah, whatever. Weird. My mind works strangely.
The movie Everything Everywhere All At Once said that even if you are messed up, you are still very much loved. I think that I am very messed up in my mind as I get hung up on trivial things yet I sense that I am very much loved.
Anything I get hung up on any given day are completely forgotten a few weeks later.
Sunday, June 19, 2022
A screenshot from Jedi Fallen Order. This is similar to what I saw in last night's dream.
I was in a house. I dreamed that I woke up and looking out the window, saw big black plumes of smoke looking like there was a fire or smoke from a huge bomb that had dropped. It turns out it was part of the set of the next Deadpool movie.
Then I was in another room with a lot of midgets or munchkins. I told the people there that the midgets or munchkins reminded me of a story about midgets or munchkins that my friends Charles and Heidi from Dawson Creek told me. Then I saw 3 politicians. The one sitting on the very left was exPremier Christy Clark of British Columbia. She waved to me as I walked past them. Christy Clark was wearing a fuschia blazer.
Then a table with a couple of jigsaw puzzles depicting elves or midgets or munchkins. There were two jigsaw puzzles. There was one which had smaller pieces, a 100 piece jigsaw puzzle. The other one was a jigsaw puzzle with larger pieces, a 36 piece jigsaw puzzle. I chose the 36 piece jigsaw puzzle since I always opt for the 36 piece jigsaw puzzle option on my Bible jigsaw puzzle app.
Monday, June 20, 2022
Royal dreams. I was at a one storey mall and deli and I was telling people about my Royal dreams. I told them about my Kin George VI dream about the stagecoach and how it turned a corner then in the dream I choked up and wept exquisite tears of joy.
I talked about a Princess Diana dream and I saw her wearing a white thick coat with fuschia colored checkmark, hash marks or whatever they're called.
And I saw Prince William in a modern black Rolls Royce with a silver grill in a crowd of people. He turned the corner in the Rolls Royce amidst a crowd of people.
I saw Prince Harry too.
I was in a deli at a table and a child in hand with its mother smiled at at me. I looked back and smiled quickly while crinkling my nose.
It was a whole flurry of images.
My dreams are crazy and I don't know why I've gotten into the habit of writing them. The whole thing is crazy. I never print and save these dreams on paper. Nor do I store them. Either way isn't foolproof. If one prints their work on paper, one ends up with stacks of papers eventually. These papers could easily be lost or misplaced. If one stores them on disc's or USBs, again these could be lost or else misplaced.
The only thing is these dreams could be studied for any who is studying oneirology or the study of dreams. One day, after I die and I have a life review, these dreams will be explained to me and that I'm writing them will make them more apparent to explanation in a way that wouldn't be if I didn't write them.
My dreams are crazy. That means that I'm crazy and that makes me scared. The advancing years just bring more fear due to information overload. Most old people seem confident. I'm scared that I'll be just a scared old man. Lots of old people are scared. Often the fear is just a phase. One day I won't be so scared anymore since most fears are repetitive. It's the same old fears over and over again and despite the fear, someone I make it through yet another day. Life has lots of good things like music, YouTube videos, suny days, beautiful walks, app games on the tablet etc. There are also friendships to enjoy. People have a way of tearing each other down but people also have a way of lifting each other up as well. Always look on the bright side. Always stay on the sunny side of life as Monty Python said.
Why do I often have Royal dreams?
Tuesday, June 21, 2022
I was at a set of rooms. These rooms were chambers. They were red rooms with large half bubbles emerging from the floor. We were a group of people. We were told to go from this room to that room. A Priest in red robes was telling us. All of a sudden there was screaming. An alligator ate some of the people. We had to escape. We finally did escape into the woods.
We found out that this was based on a small blue paperback book with yellow lettering 'The Judge'.
We went to another place. I told the story of what happened and at one point the Priest said, "It's all about following procedure." I told of how we escaped into the woods.
Then I went to another place sitting on the grass with someone. Then a large alligator emerged. We moved away.
I tapped above a tiny cage in the ground using a stick. AL of a sudden a small tiny baby alligator, emerged quickly from the cave and it was mad, opening its mouth and hissing. Me and that person moved away. Then I tapped the neck of the tiny alligator. The head broke off but the alligator had its body in its mouth and was swimming in a small pool that was close.
I saw my friends in Thailand, Jaroon and Songkran. We were sitting around a square table. There was a cake with white icing on the table. Jaroon said of me to Songkran, "At one point he was so suicidal he held a knife and threatened to use it on himself." The dream seemed so real that I believed him. False memory. In real life that never happened. However I did mention to them a couple of times that I was thinking of killing myself. I was depressed and thought that my life was going nowhere. Again, don't believe everything you think. That was in 2003. Since then I traveled quite a few times. I lived in Dawson Creek for a few years. Then I moved to Victoria BC. I even traveled on the seaplane 3 times.
Wednesday, June 22, 2022
I was standing near an alley. All of a sudden a complex telephone pole with a lot of structures at the top collapsed.
Later on, I saw and talked with some Leftists.
Thursday, June 23, 2022
I was in a prison. There were a lot of people there. At one point I lost my handwritten 3 ring duo tang notebook. I wonder if someone stole it. I never found it again.
Then in the prison were some naked transsexuals. They were a tourist attraction and some tourists came to the prison to have sex with them. Weird dream, I know.
Some RCMP Officers with the yellow ribboned Police hats arrived. They took down 5 suspects in the distance, each of them pinning down the suspects differently, one RCMP Officer had his knee on one suspects back, another bent back one of the suspects legs as he pinned him down, another had the arm folded back like a half Nelson, etc I was impressed with all the pin down moves that the RCMP knew.
Then I was at Eaton's Centre. I had a chair and flew around holding the chair upside down and using the bottom of the chair as a seat. I flew near a group of people seated at a table and talking. I yelled, "Dew nay!" to the Leader of this group, a White lady. She knew what it meant. I was flying out but sometimes I lost control a bit of the chair I was flying with going too far to the left or right.
Then a couple of uniformed security guards from Eaton's wearing dark blue security blazers and pants and a white shirt with black tie underneath the blazers. For some reason I grabbed one of the security guards right arm with my left hand and with my right hand grabbing that arm above where my left hand grabbed, I flipped the security guard forward. Dreams can teach aikido moves.
Then I was in Thailand at night. I saw a temple but it wasn't the stone temple that I expected to see. I said, in Thai, "Buri ram hin mie dye." meaning, I can't see Buri ram temple.
I often wish I had stayed in Thailand. Why did I ever come back to Canada. Thai people seem happier. I could always go back and be an illegal alien. There's over a million illegal aliens in Thailand. As long as one doesn't get into fights or get involved with drugs, one could be an illegal alien. Illegal aliens don't get welfare it there is welfare or social assistance there, and they have no voting rights etc and can be deported at any time if caught or if not, held in the IDC Immigration Detention Centre indefinitely but not forever. The IDC is an awful place.
The weather in Thailand is very hot. A record setting heat wave day in Canada is a normal day in Thailand.
And there is a steep learning curve when it comes to the language. It would take a few years of daily studying to be really good at that language. Until then, one is only mediocre or so-so at that language.
Canada is very good. There is social assistance, Medicare. Canada is very kind. The weather in Canada is mild even heavenly blissful a lot of the time. The English language I know well and I couldn't have written things like, for instance, "time travel is time experienced on an objective level, that's quantum physics, time is an algorithm" in any other language than English. How would I say that in Thai or Chinese?
Canadian people are no less kinder than Thai people. You can find kindness in any country you travel to.
The YouTube channel 'The World According To Briggs' has lists of the top ten Friendliest Countries and the top ten Rudest Countries and other lists as well such as the top ten most religious and the top ten most atheist countries etc
Thailand and Canada are friendly and kind in different ways. Thais will smile at and Wai to you, as Canadians will rarely if ever Wai to you. Thailand is a tourist dependant country and sometimes people are deferential to you if they think you have money that you could share.
Behind your back, Thais might call you "cheapskate Charlie" and "farang kee nok".
Canadians don't smile and Wai but they generally leave you alone when it comes to money, they don't really need your money. Canadians talk often about White Supremacy but most people who aren't white are treated very well in Canada. Canadians look at the heart rather than what's on the outside. But if a person is bad or sleazy and also isn't White, then the race baiting is yet another layer they can add on to the insults.
If a person isn't white and doesn't like the White Supremacy in Canada, they can always return to the country where they came from where they will be a majority rather than a minority. But of course then they'd have to deal with classism which exists in any country and is unescapable.
The only thing is, life is finite. Before you know it, you're old. Live for the things you like and one day die of old age for the things you don't like and never did like about life. It's a win win situation. After one dies, racism, classism etc becomes irrelevant or else it takes on a totally different dynamic in the afterlife. If there is an afterlife. Maybe after one dies, the lights just go out. That's a more believable premise than living forever as a spirit in the spirit World. It's the forever part that's difficult to believe. Even as a spirit, forever means even longer than a googol years or a googolplex of years. However a point a googol years in the past existed and a point a googol years in the future will exist and in the midst of that, we are here? How baffling. What's the point of existing at all?
Friday, June 24, 2022
I was watching the News projected onto a screen. Three middle Eastern officials. Then huge slabs of cement dropped on their head. They were all mutilating injured, one even lost his head. "Why did that happen?"I asked." Because they stuck the drugs up their ass. It's a deadly drug." Weird dream. Then I found two small packets of black pepper powdered drugs in a bag that a young middle Eastern man with curly dark hair and wearing a blue T shirt handed me. I didn't tell him about what I found.
Then I was in the downtown Eastside of Vancouver. There was a courtyard. I saw my cousin Tom walk towards me. He was wearing an orange toque. We gave each other a fist bump. I was looking for my friend Harold. Maybe I could sell the drugs to him. I turned left and went through a house. I flew up and down Hastings Street. I flew along Hastings and between Abbot St and Cambie St. Then I turned around as this was too far West. I was looking to go to Tellier Tower where Harold lived. Maybe I could visit Debbie Hellion too. Then I flew East along Hastings Street to Cassiar, all of this was at night. Too far East, I thought, and I totally missed Tellier Tower. I flew back and got caught up against some street lamp wires but gor freed from that soon enough. Then I landed on the ground. There was snow. A bus headed towards me while I was laying on the ground. I dodged to avoid the bus and it missed me. I then rolled under a fence just to my left.
I thought of turning the drugs in to the Police as they were close. For some reason I decided against it and went back to Hastings Street in the downtown Eastside. I went to a house. A landlord there told me I could find Harold.
Then just outside the house I saw the young middle Eastern man wearing a blue t-shirt. I told him about the drugs I found, "I found two..." He told me to go to a more discreet place around the corner just outside a bar. I thought it was strange that he'd bring me to a bar since Muslims don't drink.
I started telling him about the drugs I found and that I'd be willing to share one with him and keep the other. Just then a middle eastern official wearing a Grey blazer and a black turtleneck sweater stuck his head in to the conversation. Oh no! We were being taken to a place to be tortured! I was thinking that maybe I should have turned the drugs in to the Police. I saw the middle Eastern young man tied up. I wondered what was to happen to me. Then I was glad to wake up from that dream.
I slept again and briefly saw blue sky, white clouds, heaven and Jesus wearing all white with his hands stretched fully outward to the sides. He had long slightly curly golden brown hair. Then the person upstairs dropped something on the ground and woke me up. That person upstairs is always dropping things in the morning and waking me up. For some reason he has no consideration. I don't do that to my neighbor downstairs so naturally I get a neighbor upstairs who is very noisy in dropping things even dragging his chair across the floor. That's the accursed forces of life. Give out a certain kind of energy and get another and worse kind of energy in return. The World is full of delinquent people. And the architectural acoustics of this building are really really bad. I am afraid of the years to come. Will I be stuck in this building forever?
Then I slept again and was in Vancouver in Chinatown between Main St and Gore St. Looking South out the window of the building I was in, I saw Heather. I ran outside to meet her. "Beebs!" I call out as Beebs is my nickname for her. She said, characteristically, "Seriously!" I tried to look for her, the person I thought was her was not her but she was there in the crowd. A friendly tall Native guy with long hair from the downtown Eastside said, "She's standing there next to the street sign." I met up with her. We were standing together. I did a dance move shuffling my right arm and shoulder. Then we went into a store. I wanted to show her some aquariums in the store. The was a blue uniformed security guard behind an aquarium. I thought, "I'm glad I don't have any drugs on me." as I somehow was recalling the last dream. Then as we walked towards the aquariums, it reminded me of aquariums in Victoria BC. Well, Sidney BC. It would be strange to visit Victoria now that I'm in Vancouver, I thought and just then I missed Victoria. Then I woke up.
These long flowing vivid dreams terrified me a few months ago. Now I wake up from these dreams and feel nothing. I've become desensitized to them.
I am afraid of the years ahead. Will I be stuck in this hotel for life? Will I die a painful death preceeded with some weird painful illness. What's in the afterlife? Will it be weird and freaky just like my dreams? I hope I don't reincarnate. I can't handle the fear, the stress, the uncertainty and disillusionment again. Existence is a trap. It's a lose lose situation, it seems.
Why is the nieghbour upstairs so inconsiderate to me while I am considerate to my neighbor downstairs? My life is a raw deal. I sometimes want it to end but then in the afterlife I wouldn't have access to my walkman ipod with headphones and no internet and YouTube on my big screen TV and no music channel in the afterlife too. What's in the afterlife? Teleporting here and there to scenes, and social situations that are a holographic carbon copy of places on Earth. No rest, no eating and no sleeping. That's the afterlife. If there is an afterlife. Maybe the lights just go out. There is a finality to that which is tangible. To exist forever in the afterlife as Church teaches. Forever. Did the Church really think that through? Even a googol years later one would still exist as forever is much longer than that. Even 1 followed with a trillion zeros, well, forever is longer than that. And we still exist as our personality and consciousness recognizable to us? That's sure milking a mere 70 to 80 years on Earth. I go through life scared. Some days more scared than others. So much fear, so little time. So many unanswered questions.
Monday, June 27, 2022
Afternoon nap: Day time. A bus driver was driving a bus I was on. The bus driver had trouble driving the bus. For some reason I took over and drove the bus serving and slamming on the brakes. The bus fish tailed. Another bus driver was on the right side of the road. He was flagging me down. He told me that he was going to report me to the Police for driving the bus and doing it badly. I said, "This is the World we love in. You will report me to the Police, most of the Police Officers are younger than me. And I tried to help the bus driver and didn't intend anything wrong. My intention was good. I did my best." He let me go.
Then on the side of the road, a mental health person did say that he was going to report me. He made me check off some things about mental health in a checklist which reminds me of a YouTube video I saw about a checklist. I objected to this so much that I kicked him in the head a few times while he was lying on the ground to the point of unconsciousness or death. Then I threw him into a river that was there next to the area. The river had a pipe on one end, the left end. When he fell into the river, he broke in half, one half, the top half, went through the pipe.
Night time. Then I was seated at a table with a benefactor seated to the right. Then Brad Pitt with long hair and a white shirt with collar and buttons and long sleeves sat to my left. I explained to the benefactor that Brad Pitt was a hustler and that he had already ripped off Will Smith. Then Brad Pitt sat on my lap and wiggled playfully. I thought this was strange. Brad Pitt had a male presence like when you are holding an animal or a pet that is male. You know it's a male because of the vibe.
Tuesday, June 28, 2022
I was in a courtyard lying down on my side and singing the Stevie Wonder song Sir Duke. "You can feel it all over, you can feel it all over people, you can feel it all over...." again and again.
There was a short lady with brown hair that seemed intrigued with me. Then there was a blonde lady with very large breasts who hugged and held me for a long time while the lady with the brown hair looked on. That's all I can remember from the dream.
