Getting Tortured And Humiliated And Experimented On By The Police?

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My memory of this dream is not so good because of what happened to me in the dream, I literally suffered memory loss in the dream from what was being done to me, and so I can not remember most of this dream.

All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day, I remember a highway or road with grass on both sides of it with forest on both sides further from the road, and there was a random police roadblock or checkpoint stopping traffic.

I can not remember if I was in an automobile or not, I just remember being stopped by the police, and they forced me to the side of the road.

One of the main police officers was a man with whitish-color skin and most or all the police were male, and I…

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2017, I’m ready for you!

A few nights ago, I had a dream. And in this dream, I woke up… only I was still asleep (Bear with me!) I was running through the ever-expanding garden of a house I once lived. The trees swayed silently in the cool summer breeze. The grass a vivid green, albeit a little overgrown. My heart pounded in my chest like the drum roll of anticipation, racing through my veins. As I continued to sprint through leafy shafts of green, I repeated over “Do not wake up! Do not wake up!” For there, in front of my eyes, was a man I recognised – only so well – yanking up weeds with an old trowel. “Dad!” I called out, waving my arms to catch his attention. He looked up from the small mound of earth and mopped his bead-speckled brow. For a second, we just gazed at each other, awestruck and vacant of words. But then we ran into each other’s arms and allowed 7 lost years to fill the void in our heart. “I’m sorry I haven’t been the daughter I should have been!” I wept, feeling his large comforting hand cup my head to his shoulder. “Amanda,” He whispered, “I am proud of you!” I gulped back the lump that had clawed its way up into my throat. “I don’t judge you, never have!” he said, “If you’re happy, then I’m happy too!” Fron: 2017, I’m ready for you!

The Brain Science Podcast turns TEN!

ADD . . . and-so-much-more

TEN years and still going strong

by Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, CTP, CMC, ACT, MCC, SCAC
Another article in the Brain Based Resources Series
with content reblogged from an article back in 2012

“On the Brain Science Podcast we explore how recent scientific discoveries are unraveling age-old mysteries, such as intelligence, emotions, personality, and memory.

We also look at why the brain is much more complex than any computer yet devised.” ~ Dr. Ginger Campbell

The Podcast for Everyone who has a Brain

I have been singing the praises of Dr. Ginger Campbell’s fascinating Brain Science Podcast for years now.

It is one of my very favorite ways of keeping step as science marches on.

Given that she is currently celebrating her Ten Year Anniversary, I decided it was time for me to introduce it anew.

I have many new readers since I wrote my first article urging everyone to check it…

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Golf World And/Or East World And A Wedding Or Wedding Rehearsal?

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Dream 1

My voice recording of this dream mentioned something about my mom being in a parking lot (probably in her automobile), and then something about a place called Golf World and/or East World that was near or where the shopping center is near W Park in the city of D near where Save-A-Lot should be and/or it was in the second dream out in the countryside.

Golf World and East World were possibly two different places that were next to each other but I can not remember, they both possibly had grass and/or parking lots and one or more buildings, but I can not remember.

All that I can remember is that it was day and I was following a group of kids and young adults who were following an overweight woman with medium-dark brownish-color skin with black hair, we were possibly walking through and/or from…

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Blog suspension?

Lost Dudeist Astrology

For reasons that are ENTIRELY unclear to me, my main blog “Grandtrines” has been suspended for “Violations of Terms of Service.”  Precisely what this means remains unclear as I write this.  If you like my material, both the reblogs and the occasional piece that I write myself, I would appreciate it if you contact the WordPress support team and request that Grandtrines be re-instated.  (Otherwise, the service that I provide will not be able to continue.)

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Darkness: dream 9

Featherlight

This post is a test of my sanity and happiness. Just writing about my inner darkness is a trigger for my anxiety and fears. That photo was taken right before I tried to jump into the 0 degree F ocean. But if I can overcome that fear and write about it, then I’ll just come out of this stress that much stronger.

My biggest fears include being left behind, dying without a sense of purpose, and the darkest would be growing old alone and being left behind and completely forgotten by my friends. That one really scares me.

When I’m in this state of darkness, reason doesn’t exist to me. I felt alone, scared, worthless. I feel like nobody else understands this uncertainty and numbing fear I am experiencing, and that just pushes them away.

The biggest challenges in overcoming that are: properly communicating how I’m feeling so that people…

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A Sex Experiment With My Sister-In-Law JC?

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I got awakened from my last dream feeling sick to my stomach and like I might vomit, and so I ended up forgetting most of my dreams except for barely part of my last dream.

All that I can remember of the end of my last dream from last night is that it took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, and my brother CC and his wife my sister-in-law JC were in town visiting.

My family was in the dream as we spent some time with my brother CC and my sister-in-law JC in various real and fictional places in the city, I remember some of us going to some fictional areas along side the highway near or past where BY Wok should be.

Something strange and unclear happened during one part of the dream where I think that…

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sunrise writing into the moon…

The Bloomiverse...

my dreams are a wash. wish i could remember them. slept extra hard, probably due to the intense stuff happening in my life. a needed rest. a needed zone out last night too, like a rest button was pushed. i am learning that if i keep showing up with full emotional presence that it’s hard in terms of the emotional ride my body goes on throughout the day, but what gets easier is how nothing is stored up inside of me by the end of the night. no stories, no emotions, no nothing. i am a clean slate by bedtime and it’s helping me sleep. being emotionally present basically means being vulnerable and turning vulnerability into a strength. there are all sorts of escape hatches when one feels emotional. some escape hatches are: sarcasm, spaciness, indecision, wit, pride, projecting what you are experiencing onto another, being mean, being victim (unless…

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