This dream involved the live action TV show Cowboy Bebop playing, during a fictional scene I started feeling discomfort in my chest, it was coming from my heart & it was happening in the real world, but I could also feel it in the dream.
This caused me to move partly between states of consciousness in & out of the dream, and during this the Cowboy Bebop scenes were speed up & repeated several times.
Part of me thinks that this was possibly one dream but that does not make sense and that is probably incorrect, and so I will separate them into three different dreams.
I had a variety of interesting dreams, unfortunately some were forgotten including parts of my remembered dreams, but fortunately I can still remember part of a few of my dreams.
This was the most interesting dream of my remembered dreams, part of this dream involved my brother GC and I either watching a possibly live television broadcast or watching a possibly live video online, and part of the dream involved me either sometimes seeing things from the view of someone on this mission and / or I was there at some point.
We were watching video of humanity’s first successful manned mission to the planet Mars, this dream seemed to take place in the future, and the astronauts on this mission includes several men and at least one woman and a baby or toddler.
I can not remember if this was an international mission or just the mission of one country, but my wild guess is that it was a joint international or semi-international mission.
They successfully reached and landed on Mars, they set up their equipment et cetera, and then they started maybe live streaming some of the experiments that they were doing on the surface of Mars.
They were wearing spacesuits of course, and one experiment involved them having the baby or toddler inside a large inflatable ball-like object.
The experiment involved bouncing the ball around with the baby inside to maybe test gravity, the safety of the ball, et cetera.
They all seemed to be having fun with this including the baby / toddler.
Another experiment involved them once again playing around with gravity so they were running and jumping around further and higher than they can on Earth, this looked fun, and it made them look like they had superpowers or something; and I remember thinking that maybe Mars could become Earth 2, a backup planet for humanity, and that living on Mars would possibly make humans seem a bit superpowered.
Another experiment involved a large container of water that they were swimming in and jumping out of testing maybe how water behaves on Mars and how high they can jump out of water et cetera, and they were able to jump out of the water higher than normal and this looked fun.
I am not sure if I was there at some point or if I just imagined what it might be like there, I just know that at some point I have memories of what feels like being there or almost being there, and this felt very interesting.
Like in the few other dreams that I have had in space and on other planets, there is a completely different feeling to these types of dreams and of being in locations like that, it is hard to describe how it feels, but even the environment feels different.
The environment feels emptier and quieter and surreal and foreign, the sky et cetera is usually different, and so it looks and feels and sounds different usually.
It was strange and surreal but also exciting, I remember my brother GC and I talking about what we saw, but that is all that I can remember unfortunately.
I know that I woke up not even sure what day it was, what time it was, et cetera and I was a bit disoriented for a moment after having just dreamed of being in the future and getting to see and possibly be on Mars.
Mr. Matthews and Cory were talking about how Mr. Matthews had some kind of cardiovascular disease or something where his heart would sometimes get weak and not pump very well so his blood flow et cetera would get weak.
It seemed that this was getting worse and eventually he might die, while they were talking it happened to Mr. Matthews, and I remember feeling it too as they described the symptoms and as it happened to Mr. Matthews.
I was not sure if this was just my imagination or if I was really getting a physical reaction, I felt weaker and I felt like maybe my heart beat got slower, but I was not sure.
They talked about what his doctor said, about the tests done, et cetera.
I think that there was no cure but the doctor was trying to figure out a treatment to at least help a bit to maybe live a bit longer, but I woke up.
The dream started inside a house with a father and daughter who somewhat reminded me of members of the Pan family, they were talking, and at some point the daughter said something to her father that I can not remember.
The daughter possibly mentioned something about an alleged ancient ritual of a certain past culture, and then she maybe offered to show this ritual to her father.
They were on the floor and the daughter had her father lay his head on her lap or something, she pulled out a small strange-looking knife that looked a bit like a skinner knife or a small self-defense knife, and then she started trying to cut his hair with it starting with his sideburns.
She claimed that this was part of the ritual, she was lying and this seemed to be a joke, but then a baby girl approached them and the father told her to stop because he seemed to realize that she was lying / joking and he wanted to hold the baby.
The father asked the daughter to pick up the baby girl and give her to him so she did, the baby girl was possibly his granddaughter, but I am not sure.
The father played with the baby girl briefly and then the daughter held her and played with her, during part of this I possibly saw and felt things from the point of view of the daughter or I was briefly in the dream and held the baby too, but I am not sure and that is all that I can remember of this dream before waking up.
This dream involved my former male classmate JC and maybe his family, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
At some point in this dream, I realized that I possibly had a dark-colored possibly somewhat heart-shaped (maybe this shape was within another more circular shape, but I am not sure) tattoo on my left arm between my shoulder and bicep.
I forgot all of my dreams from last night except for barely part of one very interesting and detailed dream from last night, but unfortunately I can not remember most of this interesting dream; and unfortunately my memory of this dream is too unclear to properly represent how interesting and detailed this dream really was.
The dream took place in several different areas in a fictional neighborhood in a fictional city, the dream had a dream-like feeling/maybe look to it probably because I was sleeping pretty deeply, and so certain things about the dream does not make sense like: it was day or bright in some parts of the neighborhood, but it was evening or night or dark in one part of the neighborhood at the same time.
The dream involved different people and situations and I was in the dream as well but I can only barely remember part of two or three of these situations, one situation that took place later in the dream involved a mafia family, and the family (wife, kids, et cetera) of one of the head members of the mafia were riding in a van with their bodyguards in the bright/day parts of the neighborhood.
The family probably had whitish colored skin and maybe they spoke English with either an Eastern European accent or an Italian accent or another kind of accent but I could be wrong, and the neighborhood was a nice quiet neighborhood with houses/sidewalks/et cetera; but suddenly several automobiles blocked their path and surrounded them, and they assumed that it was a rival mafia there to kill or kidnap the family.
There was a tense standoff where the family thought that they would be shot to death but eventually the automobiles escorted them to a house somewhere in the neighborhood and an older man with whitish colored skin with whitish/grayish colored hair with a somewhat long beard stood in the doorway of the house looking out at them, and he seemed to be one of the leaders of their mafia and his family was probably the family in the van; and so this seemed to have been a test to see how his family and their bodyguards would react if attacked/surrounded by a rival gang and/or something like that.
The older man nodded at them and he said something to them and/or had someone send them a message, then they were sent on their way, and his wife or the woman with kids was not happy and she was angrily complaining about this test/whatever for several reasons like: it made it seem that he did not trust them, it made it seem like he was not sure if they were ready for a situation like that/this, and they really thought that they were going to die, et cetera.
The second situation/part of the dream (there were other situations/parts of the dream before these two parts, but I can not remember them unfortunately) took place on the dark or evening or night or cloudy (in the sky maybe) somewhat dream-like part of the neighborhood in a strange area that was like a dark partly/mostly outdoor store/warehouse with rows of tall shelves combined with a small outdoor hospital with nurses/doctors combined with a junkyard combined with a small neighborhood park combined with a few other things, and this area was somewhat walled off (probably by shelves and/or something else) with one open entrance to the street and sidewalks I think.
In this area were some of my family (my mom, my dad, and maybe some of my brothers), maybe some of my family members (maybe a few aunts, uncles, cousins), maybe a few of my former classmates and/or people I know, probably fictional people from the neighborhood, nurses/doctors/patients, et cetera.
The second situation probably involved me visiting with my family/people in the area that was closest to the entrance where there were tables/chairs/et cetera, and exploring the various parts of this dark area and the various objects/things in this area; and so I got to see and probably even help some nurses/doctors in the hospital area, and I explored the various shelves and other areas in this dark area.
One part of this dark area that I can somewhat remember other than some of the rows of shelves having hospital areas is that there was a corner area on the back left side that I went to several times and I liked this area (it felt like a nice/safe hiding spot), it was a nice quiet area that you could use to quickly get to the area where my family/other people were or you could quickly get to the hospital area or you could quickly explore other areas, but unfortunately that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
The third/last situation/part of the dream took place in the dark area as well after I walked back to where my family and the others were, and a woman with whitish colored skin with probably reddish colored hair or orangish colored hair was with them now (maybe she was there earlier but I can not remember); and we warmly greeted each other and we were happy to see each other, and I think that she was my wife or my girlfriend who I was going to marry soon.
I am assuming that she was my wife but I could be wrong, either way I will refer to her as my wife even though I am not sure if that is correct or not, and my wife seemed to get along well with my family and the other people there; and they seemed to like her, and I remember being glad that she was there.
I wanted to take my wife on a tour of the dark area to show her the various areas that I explored, I was excited and I knew that exploring the areas with my wife would be even more exciting than when I explored them alone, and we probably held hands and walked closely as I told her about my adventures so far.
My memory and my memory of my feelings are too unclear now but I think that I felt a close connection with my wife and I really enjoyed spending time with her, and she enjoyed spending time with my family/the others.
At some point we walked to my favorite area in the corner and I think that a female friend of my wife walked over to talk with her so I started to walk away to give them some privacy, but then my wife collapsed to the ground; and her friend and I rushed to help her, but I could not feel her pulse like her heart stopped or her pulse was so low that I could not feel it and I remember feeling terrible at the thought of my wife dying.
I yelled for help because we were close to the hospital-like area and I ran to find some nurses/doctors who I probably helped earlier in the dream, a female nurse and a high level female nurse or doctor with dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair came to help, and the high level nurse or doctor did not have her equipment with her; and so she was going to try to hook up something to my wife to help pump/filter her blood and/or something like that because her heart had stopped or it was beating too slow.
On the wall or shelf near my wife was a small radiator-like thing that was possibly part of a running air conditioner or something like that, the nurse/doctor was going to connect it to my wife to pump/filter her blood, but she needed water; and so I ran as fast as I could with an empty paint bucket and an empty ice cream bucket to get some water in the hospital area and I was doing whatever I could to help save my wife’s life (the part when I was rushing to get water was terrible as I thought about my wife possibly dying, and I was moving as fast as I could to get the water).
When I ran back with the water my wife’s friend told me that more nurse/doctors came with a stretcher/equipment and they took my wife to the emergency room to try to save her life (I wondered if the nurse/doctor sent me to get water so that I would not have to see them take my wife away because she knew that I would want to go inside the operating room and/or she did not want me to suffer any more than I already have and/or she wanted me to feel like I was helping), I wanted to go in there, but no one was allowed; and so my wife’s friend and I walked to tell my family/the others about the situation, and to wait for news about my wife’s condition from the nurses/doctors.
My family/the others were very supportive as we waited for news from the nurses/doctors (one of the others was a bald man with light-medium brownish colored skin who was a rapper or boxer (Floyd Mayweather, Jr.?) or someone from Eastside, and he even gave me a strong hug as a sign of support), the waiting was terrible and I kept replaying the situation in my mind and thinking about the various possibilities, and this was like torture; and I kept wishing/hoping that my wife would survive, and some of my family/the others prayed for her/me.
I could not even sit down so I kept walking/pacing around the area (this part of the dream was pretty realistic, and I was so over-whelmed that I did not know what to do or how to react), I kept on pleading/hoping/wishing/et cetera that my wife would not die, and the thought of her dying so soon felt so cruel because after all of these years/most of my life I had finally got married/finally found someone who I loved and they loved me/we were happy/my family liked her/et cetera but she was possibly going to die/be taken away so soon; but I woke up.
I had several dreams last night but I slept good and long for the second time in a row this week, I have not slept well for most of the week, and so I only remember part of two dreams.
The first dream that I remember was pretty realistic, even though my aunt CE who died this year was in the dream, and in this dream she was in bad health like she was before she died in real life; and so she was in a bed maybe in a special area of a hospital or somewhere, but she was in an area alone away from the main building I guess and I was there with her at some point.
My mom and some of my aunts were probably there but probably left to eat in the hospital, to get there I guess you had to leave my aunt CE’s room and walk down a sidewalk that led to the main hospital building, I think that the dream took place during a dark-cloudy time of day but I am not sure since the sidewalk/catwalk had a cover to protect from rain.
I was left alone for a moment I guess to watch over my aunt CE, I can not remember most of the dream but my aunt CE & I probably talked at some point, but then her heart stopped or started slowing down (in real life she had heart problems and needed another heart transplant); and she lost consciousness.
I went to check her heartbeat but I did not feel it or it was too slow, I think that it stopped, and so I yelled/called/pressed a button for help; and I remember trying to figure out what to do to help, and I was panicking a bit.
There were no nurses in this area, oddly, and so it would probably take them a while to get to us or to contact them; and I remember talking to my unconscious aunt CE telling her not to die on me/us (again(?)), and my mom came running into the room.
Time was running out and so we needed to start her heart back now before it was too late, and so my mom told me to grab an emergency needle/syringe-thing that probably had something in it (a drug/chemical/medicine) & I knew that it had to be stabbed/injected into the person’s heart (like on Pulp Fiction?).
I did not want to do it but I saw no other choice, it was hard trying to get myself to do it & my mom had to keep encouraging me, and then I finally stabbed/injected the needle/syringe-like thing into my aunt CE’s heart (this was pretty realistic and it was very hard to do & dramatic); and then I removed it, and we waited to see if her heart would start back, and in a few moments her heart did start back.
That gave me some relief but I was still shaken up from such a stressful situation, which I thought was real, some of my aunts came into the room late to see what had happened as we waited for the nurses/doctors to arrive.
My aunt CE was still unconscious, so we were not sure how much damage was done from when her heart had stopped, and so we hoped for the best as we waited for the nurses/doctors; and I woke up.
The last/second dream that I somewhat remember took place in a slightly fictional version of Eastside on my parent’s street during the day, and I seemed to be a worker/helper/principal/a person who was looked up to/a role-model/hero/whatever for a school-like place for kids and adults.
Everyone seemed to know me and were positive to me as I walked around inside and outside this fictional school-like place where people of many ages were talking, eating, drinking, playing, learning, et cetera.
It seemed that I had finally learned a way to cope with this life/world/culture in some way that allowed me to make money/survive and help people, and my life was mostly positive now; and I was making a positive difference in the lives of many people, who were inspired by me for some unknown reason that I was not even sure of in the dream.
I walked around playing with kids, giving advice to teenagers, teaching various things to adults, helping around here & there, and making sure that things were going smoothly around the area.
It was a very nice dream, too nice to be real, and mostly everyone was getting along with each other; and this school-like place was providing most of the things that we Humans need to survive like food, drink, shelter, healthcare, community, education, a purpose/mission/jobs/hobby/et cetera.
It was the kind of world/culture/life that I did not have a problem living in, unfortunately I can not remember some of the dream, but there was much more to this dream that I can not remember.
At some point outside I played with some of the kids, my cousin ME & maybe another cousin of mine were with that group of kids, and they had wanted me to play with them & so I did; and I told them some stories from my childhood.
It seemed that I tried to help people learn from some of my mistakes so they would not repeat them, help them learn some of the many things that I learned through the years, help them to find things in life they enjoy doing, help them learn to work together, and many other things.
It was amazing getting to see the world/culture/life change for the better and actually being part of the positive change, it was finally a life worth living, but I woke up.