This dream involved Cowboy Bebop, maybe the Netflix live action parody version (I can not remember, and it involved something involving the characters Spike Spiegel & Vicious; and someone was trying to get something that both of them had.
This dream started outside during the night in DeRidder with Young Don The Sauce God (Don Hinds) & I arriving by vehicle to a fictional parking lot almost across the street from a fictional version of the field by my parent’s yard.
Last night I had a variety of dreams, unfortunately I did not try to remember any of them and so now I can not remember most of them, but maybe I will slowly remember some of them as I type this.
One of the dreams involved me walking during the day in an area that looked like the D Junior High School, I came across a group of men and women, and there were different areas with people from different cultures/countries like small villages/countries or something; and one area had a group of people who might have been mostly from India (this group seemed to follow Islam, not Hinduism, there was a group who followed Hinduism but they were separate from this group) & a few countries who mostly followed the religion of Islam.
The group of men & women who I came across first were from another culture/country than theirs, but I am not sure which cultures/countries the group of people were from who I was with but it was probably a Western based culture that was more secular, and we crossed the mostly Islamic based culture area to explore; but the women in our group got confronted by a group of men wearing traditional clothing from their culture with some of them wearing turbans & other types of headware who were angry with the women in our group for various reasons that they said broke their religious/cultural laws/rules.
We apologized for any possible offenses and we tried to keep the peace, but the group of men were very angry and threatening us; and they seemed to want to arrest the women to punish them or kill them or something, and so we continued to try to peacefully resolve the situation but more angry men joined their group & the situation got dangerous.
They started getting weapons (AK-47s, pistols, mêlée weapons) and they kept trying to surround us to prevent us from escaping to some of the other culture/country areas, it bothered me that I/we could not peacefully deal with the situation, because I/we tried very hard; and we even offered to try to make up for any possible offenses, but their penalties were way too harsh in our opinions and they would not compromise with us.
The night before last I remembered part of my last dream which was unclear in some parts, I think it started with The President Of The United States Barack Obama in a small dark room with several soldiers looking at a radar screen and video screen, I do not think that I was in the dream but I could see things like a camera person.
It was early morning I think and it was still dark, the building that president Obama was in seemed to be on the outskirts of a city, things were quiet outside and the military had hidden anti-aircraft weapons set up around a pretty large area.
They were tracking a UFO in the sky & they did not seem to know what it was, hence the name UFO, anyway, from the outside I saw what looked like a fireball moving somewhat slowly in the sky; and my first thought was that it reminded me of something from Hinduism, for some reason, even though I do not know much about the religion. (I guess it was the style/appearance of the fireball, that seemed to have a Hinduism/Hindu/Indian art style/appearance.)
I felt that parts of it probably were invisible and I did not know what it was either: was it a ship or was it just a floating fireball or was it something else?
Obviously it did not belong to The United States military or government in the dream because they were confused, worried, and on high alert.
At some point the UFO started to fly toward the building where president Obama was, so the military started to shoot at it, but nothing was stopping it and/or hitting it; all the missiles could not lock on it and the missiles would fall to the ground and the bullets either missed and/or the bullets did not damage it, like it had a shield and/or the bullets were going through the UFO and/or something like that.
It was not in visible range of the building yet but the military was worried & so they started shooting everything they had at it, but then the dream jumped to me somehow traveling around to different countries.
I am not sure how but I remember talking to at least one person in each country that I visited, but that is all I can remember.
The New Territories Are Coming?
Last night I remembered part of my last dream which started normal but ended in a disturbing way, I remember playing indoor football in a small room with some NFL players and some former classmates of mine.
My team’s quarterback had handed off the ball to our running back but someone was about to tackle him & so he handed off the ball to me, but it bounced off my hands and I fumbled it, so I ran to try to get it before someone else did.
Fortunately one of our teammates got the ball and got a touchdown, but a flag was called and the touchdown did not count.
As we were getting back into position one of our teammates JS pushed a huge man on the other team or something, and the huge man got mad and he decided to get on the line to rush our quarterback; and I was supposed to block for the quarterback along with JS and a few others, but my other teammates moved out-of-the-way and they all were going to let me block the huge man alone.
I turned to ask them what they were doing and then we all started to laugh, and I wondered how was I going to stop this angry huge man from tackling our quarterback, but then the dream switched to me leaving to the outside and I was at the field next to the waffle house in D.
Other people were going to their automobiles to leave as well but my automobile was in the shop, and I had a back up car but something was wrong with it so it was parked at the FF bank; and I decided to start walking to my parent’s house, but then Eric Matthews from the TV show Boy Meets World offered me a ride before I got very far, so I said okay.
Something was wrong with his car too so he took it to a place near the bank, this place went down in the ground so the building was built at a 45 degree angle with a driveway in the middle of the building, and on the left side and right side were two buildings that were connected and it looked like a small school.
Eric went to talk to his dad about fixing his car as I waited by the car, he came back saying that his dad was busy now, and I noticed George Feeny (Mr. Feeny) (Or however you spell it) was talking to another teacher in the building & Eric’s mom was talking to someone too; I wondered where his house was so I told him that this place looked like a school and I asked where was his house, and he said that this was his home.
We then walked into the top part of the building and inside was a top area over looking a cafeteria-like room with mostly female students in the room and the students seemed to have mental and/or physical disabilities/handicaps; and I said hello and we walked to a little office for some reason, but I can not remember why or who we saw, and next I was carrying something out of the building.
But before I left the building one of the female students seemed to recognize me and she told me who I was, and she said that she knew my dad and that she recognized me from church a long time ago.
I was surprised but what really got me next was she asked me if I believed in God, I was stunned, and decided to just give her a quick answer instead of explaining the everything and I continued to leave the building but she followed me outside.
At this point it seemed like another dream intrusion, like with the scary old woman, the female student appearance changed I think and now I think she looked almost like the daughter of a preacher named Rev. JM.
Outside of the building we were on a platform that over looked the bottom area outside, so there was a drop, and there was no safety rails & so if you were not careful you would fall and hurt yourself or die; and now there were people outside, and the female student continued to talk to me.
She told me that I should believe in God because many signs were being shown or coming true or something like that, and that The New Territories were coming (or that is what I think that she said or she said something that sounded like that).
I had no idea what The New Territories were so I was confused and as she was still talking about either an apocalypse and/or the return of some God (probably the Christian god) and/or The New Territories (whatever it or they are); but then the preacher Rev. JM and a few young men walked over to us wearing suits.
Rev. JM greeted me acting strange and then something or someone started to pull me from behind toward the edge of the platform, I started to tell whoever or whatever it was to let me go or we would fall off the edge, but it or they were not listening & so I grabbed Rev. JM to avoid falling.
I told him to walk forward to help pull me away from falling but he would not do it and he kept telling me to let him go, so I grabbed someone else that was near by and told them to move forward but they did not move either, and so I kept grabbing people and trying to resist whatever was pulling me from behind toward the platform; and there were a lot of people around & so I could not tell who or what was pulling me.
I was getting annoyed and somewhat afraid as no one helped me and I was not strong enough to break free from whatever was pulling me, eventually the pulling stopped but before I could turn around to see what had pulled me or before I could walk off, Rev. JM said something to me & so I turned to look at him.
He said something to me while smiling and acting weird and then he pulled out a pistol (a M1911 pistol) I think) and he shot me in the face, and he ran off laughing with the young men that he had come with and a police officer or someone started to chase them.
Even though I did not feel the shot to the face, I was so shocked and sure that I was shot, that I fell to the ground, and the flash from the gun had somewhat messed up my vision; and then I woke myself up from the dream feeling somewhat disturbed and freaked out and wondering what this dream meant or if it meant anything at all.