I fell asleep on the living room couch, I woke up without recording my dreams and I got in bed, and I had more dreams that I remembered but I did not record them before going back to sleep each time; and so now I can only remember part of several dreams.
But that is all that I can remember of this possible dream.
This dream took place inside a wrestling ring and I was there with several women including my female coworker JB, and they had some questions about performing some wrestling moves (like a vertical suplex and superplex) with some kind of technology or something called automatic blackout.
Automatic blackout was something that would somehow create a shadow effect that would provide some privacy to wrestlers when performing certain moves in case they have a wardrobe malfunction/mess up or botch on a move/ et cetera, and it would automatically activate in a certain area while performing a wrestling move.
I was not familiar with this automatic blackout technology or whatever it was but I did know some of the wrestling moves that they asked me about, and so I went to show them what a suplex and superplex was and how to do it while testing out this automatic blackout technology or whatever it was.
I am not sure who or what we tested the wrestling moves on but I showed them a suplex first where I held the test dummy or person in the air vertically for several seconds before completing the suplex, then I told them what a superplex was, and before I could show them they wanted to join in and we did a double suplex instead of superplex and we held it for a few seconds before completing the double suplex.
I remember the automatic blackout technology or whatever activating several times, I was possibly able to use a lever or some controls to control the darkness and how large an area it covers; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the morning in a multi-story hotel, I guess we woke up and got ready for the day, and room service was cleaning rooms.
I remember walking into an o pen hotel room with several people including my female coworker TR, and outside the room across the hallway we heard the manager of the hotel who was a man with light-color skin who had a room across the hallway talking loudly like something was going on.
The manager walked into the room with us talking/venting/cleaning as my former female classmate DD (who was a hotel maid) was cleaning the room, the manager was a bit worked up as he talked/vented, and then I saw that he had a small pistol in his left hand so we asked him to please put the pistol down and so he did.
I asked him where did the pistol come from, and TR said that it was a pistol that would magically appear and disappear depending on a special sequence/ritual/whatever.
After getting the manager to calm down a bit he told us about how he was probably about to resign or just did, and then he asked me to see if some kids were across the hall still so I went to look.
Outside a window I saw some children with light-color skin with yellow and orange hair playing baseball outside on the grass in front of the entrance of the hotel with an old man with light-color skin, and I assumed that the kids were the children of the manager and that the old man was their grandfather.
I told the manager what I saw, he seemed happy hearing that they were okay and were spending time with their grandfather, and he joked that he hoped that they did not break any windows; but I woke up.
All that my notes of this dream says is that the dream involved a woman, I was trying to sleep in the dream when I thought about something that the woman happened to be thinking about / had thought about, and when I told the woman this she assumed that I had only dreamed this.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the day and I was driving in a car with my brothers, and at the end of the dream we were driving back home (maybe we had went out of town earlier, but I can not remember).
I remember us driving up the street that our uncle WC lives on, but I woke up.
This dream was probably inspired by me watching an episode of the television show Channel Zero: The Dream Door before I went to sleep and I was probably not even in this dream but I can not remember, and this dream involved a woman who somewhat reminded me of the character Jillian Hope Hodgson from the show.
In this dream the woman had some kind of special power / superpower (ability) that allowed her to somewhat manipulate the real world or something in ways that I can not remember, she had one or more brothers in the dream, and one or more of them and / or some of their friends possibly sexually assaulted and / or raped and / or harassed a woman.
The woman then used her powers to somehow hide / cloak her brother(s) and the others if there were any, and every so often I saw a darkness / shadow and you could briefly see them.
Somehow she was concealing their presence and / or hiding them in another dimension, and she was possibly even causing people to forget about them or what they had done but I am not sure.
I do know that she could not keep this up forever and she started questioning whether she should just turn him or them in to face justice for what they did, but I woke up.
When I woke up from this dream from last night I had the song Baby Blue by Emilíana Torrini on my mind, maybe I heard it during the dream and/or maybe it is because my former female classmate AV somewhat reminds me of Emilíana Torrini and she was acting like she did not like or care about her job, either way this was a confusing dream so expect it to not make much sense.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it started during the night in the city of D, I had been wanting to eat at Ryan’s Buffet Restaurant again for a while so I decided to drive to Ryan’s before they close for the night, and oddly there was a Ryan’s in the city of D again that was now in the building where N Auto Parts should be so I drove there.
Once again I almost did not have any dreams and I forgot most of the only dream that I barely remember part of, I had gas last night but I slept pretty well/solidly, and I somehow managed to somewhat remember part of one dream but my memory of it is a mess/messed up and so it will not make much sense.
I only remember part of the dream from near the end of the dream until the end of the dream, the dream seemed to take place in a fictional version of LC during the day, and I probably went shopping/looking around at some stores/businesses and restaurants; and there was one business (maybe a restaurant) where probably most of this part of the dream took place because I remember seeing a dream character from this part of the dream later in the dream who worked at that business and/or who was one of the owners of that business that was a family run Cajun-like business/restaurant I think, but I can not remember most of the first half of the dream.
At some point I was inside a building in a room where there was/were mostly men or only men, my former classmate MP (BJ/Big J) was there, and there was a black colored cage like mixed martial arts (MMA) fighting cage except that it was square or rectangle shaped; and I remember talking with the men/people there, and it seemed like there was a food/drink stand not far from us and it seemed like a mixed martial arts tournament was going to take place.
At some point a conversation about fighting/grappling began and somehow it led to my former classmate MP (BJ/Big J) and I getting in the cage to see who would win in a grappling match or fight, my former classmate MP was taller/fatter/more muscular in the dream than he is in real life, and he looked super big/tall/fat/strong so it looked like I should not stand a chance against him and no one thought that I could win.
The others expected that it would be a quick and easy win for my former classmate MP, our fight/match started and I focused on using my speed and positioning to get him in a position where I could take him to the ground to put him in a submission, but I also tried to test my strength against his strength to see how strong he was compared to me; and at some point I took him to the ground, and I tried to put him in a rear naked choke submission/chokehold but his neck & body was very fat/thick/strong and it was too hard to get the chokehold in properly.
Even though I was having a hard time trying to get the chokehold in, I still was winning and I had him under control mostly because I was using my grappling skills which were way better than his, and eventually I got the rear naked choke in properly; and he tapped out/quit, and I won the match/fight to the surprise of everyone.
My former classmate MP and I shook hands after our match/fight and we went back to talk with the other men/people, and they were so impressed that they wanted me to join the mixed martial arts tournament but I had not training and I did not want to take part in it really; but they convinced me to at least fight in one round, and so I did.
More people arrived and the mixed martial arts tournament started and I fought my first official fight, and I won; and I moved to the next round, and I fought in several rounds winning each time to my surprise.
At some point Spock from the newer Star Trek films was there watching my progress and he was or became my next opponent, I remember there was talk and/or thoughts about his advanced fighting skills and maybe about his Vulcan fighting style, and so I was not sure if I could win or not and I knew that fighting him would be a challenge; and Spock was being a bit cold/serious/focused/quiet as usual.
Our fight started and Spock was my toughest opponent yet but my grappling skills gave him a hard time to his surprise, and I survived the first round against him which shocked and annoyed/confused and angered him; and it seemed that Spock refused to lose, and so he realized that he was going to have to start using more of his true potential and some of his secret/advanced fighting techniques.
In the second round Spock slowly started unlocking more of his true potential during our fight and he started to slowly use more advanced/secret fighting techniques, and I started having an even harder time surviving the fight; but Spock was still annoyed/confused/angry that he still had not defeated me yet, and he unlocked a power/technique that was confusing that I will call the slow motion/fast motion blackout technique.
This power/technique allowed Spock to move either super fast and/or to slow down time (or it seemed like time was slower because of how fast he moved) and a blackness surrounded him and a certain area around him preventing you from seeing through the blackness, but fortunately somehow I was able to use this power/technique to his and my surprise; and so we both fought using this slow motion/fast motion blackout technique/power, and it was confusing/amazing but the others watching our fight could not see us through the blackness when we used this power/technique.
Spock was one of the characters who stood out in this dream and in a way he probably represented me or part of me, during our fight and during our breaks it seemed that we were somewhat connected because I could somewhat see/hear some of his thoughts and/or he spoke out-loud and we had a similar style of thinking/planning being a strategist during fights trying to predict our opponents moves and how to defeat them, and so we had this in common as we fought trying to plan and predict what the other was going to do and how to respond to it and so it was like fighting a stronger/more skilled/more powerful version of myself.
I remember struggling to survive against Spock even with this new power/technique, Spock started to become angry and frustrated to the point where he was unlocking even more of his true potential and I feared that he might lose control and kill me, and fighting with this technique/power was like fighting in slow motion because we were moving so fast; and we had time to try to guess each others moves to try to counter each other, I barely survived the second round, but I did not think that I could survive a third round.
During the break after the second round I remember having a few minor injuries and I felt that there was no way that I would win because Spock still was not finished showing his true potential and advanced/secret techniques and he did not look hurt or tired, and I remember seeing him sitting in a chair looking forward/straight ahead looking angry/frustrated/focused/serious and a bit out of control; and he was ready to defeat me in the third round even if he had to unlock all of his true potential and techniques because he refused to lose (losing was not an option and he felt very strongly about this for some unknown reason(s)), and he was still confused about how I was able to survive this many rounds against him and he could not logically make sense of it and this frustrated him even more because even he could not make sense of it (I was a bit surprised that I survived that long as well).
I no longer had any will to fight really and I thought about quitting but something/someone interrupted the tournament so there was going to be a long break, I took this as a chance to quit, and I remember a man trying to talk me out of quitting but he failed; and as he was walking off I realized that I had seen him earlier in dream and that it seemed that he had recognized me too, he was a worker or one of the owners of the Cajun-like business/restaurant, and so I stopped him to ask him if that was true and he said yes.
He had whitish colored skin with short blondish/brownish colored hair and he was wearing a whitish colored t-shirt with blue jeans and he probably had a somewhat fat stomach, he said that he recognized me from earlier as well, and we said a few more things before saying goodbye; and I officially quit the tournament, I came across my dad somehow, and we both drove in separate automobiles to leave LC but we stopped at the bridge that leads to MB.
I wanted to use my new slow motion/fast motion blackout technique/power to jog across the bridge and/or all the way back to D, I told my dad that he could continue and that I would try to catch up with him later, and so my dad left; and I started jogging across the bridge and fortunately no automobiles were driving across the bridge at this point, but at some point I realized that trying to jog home like this was not going to work very well (it was slower and more tiring than I thought that it would be) and I noticed a somewhat older woman with whitish colored skin with medium-length blondish colored hair on the bridge as well and so I stopped to greet her.
She was enjoying the view of the C River from the bridge and she also was looking a some fictional construction on the left side of the bridge where an area was being built so that people could walk and hangout with a nice view of the C River, but the construction was not finished and the area was blocked off; and I remember us talking about this and about my new power/technique and about my failed plan to jog back to D, but then we saw someone else jogging up the bridge using the same technique/power and so we could not see the person through the blackness at first.
I ran toward the person using the same technique/power and the person stopped, it was a man who looked like the actor Justin Long, and I greeted him; and traffic was starting to come across the bridge, and so the three of us climbed to the area that was still under construction but no one was working on the area at the time.
We talked about how unsafe it was to cross the bridge on foot, about the new power/technique that Mr. Long and I knew, some other things, and we enjoyed the nice view of the C River; and I remember Mr. Long said that he was jogging across the bridge for exercise and to enjoy the view of the C River.
At some point I wondered how was I going to get back to D and I remember hoping that my automobile was still near the bridge, but I woke up.