These dreams were inspired by episode 12 (Bar the Big Boss) of the television show Iron Fist that I watched before going to sleep last night.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it involved a Danny Rand (Iron Fist)-like man, a group like The Hand, and a group that was like a group from K’un-Lun but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I had more dreams last night that I would have remembered but I got awakened during the night because someone turned on several heaters unnecessarily and they turned the heater outside the bedroom too high causing the temperature to rise too quickly and get so hot that it disturbed my sleep/dreaming causing me to wake up a bit hot and uncomfortable and starting to sweat a bit, and this caused me to forget all of my dreams that I had before going back to sleep again later once I cooled down a bit.
So because of that disturbance I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream, my memory is so flawed that this dream is now very unclear unfortunately, but I will try to type the little bit that I can remember of this dream.
My memory of my dreams from last night is pretty unclear and I barely remember about three different possibly random fragments with the first dream taking place during a somewhat dream-like/surreal looking evening in my parents’ yard, and I remember several other people being in the yard but I can not remember who they were.
I remember two dogs being in the yard near the back gate near a dark-colored female pig/hog who was also in the yard, something happened where the two dogs and the female hog started fighting, and the female hog caused a large gash/wound across the stomach of one of the dogs; and the dog fell on the ground on its side like it was dead, and a young man in the yard and I ran to stop the fight.
We stopped the fight moving the hog outside the back gate into the alley(way), a man (maybe my dad) told us to put the hog back in her cage, and so we took the hog back to her cage; and when we got the hog in her cage she started talking to us to our surprise.
I think that she talked to us mostly or completely telepathically but I could be wrong and when she talked to us in my mind I would see a woman with whitish colored skin with short brownish and/or blackish colored hair who possibly somewhat reminded me of maybe one or more women from France like the French actress Marion Cotillard and the French singer Berry in maybe appearance and maybe accent, but with my eyes she was a hog but visually in my mind she was not a hog for some reason.
The hog talked to us/complained to us about being caged and about how most humans treat other animals poorly, and she tried to make the case/prove that she was sentient and our conversation probably became a bit philosophical; and I remember feeling a bit bad and agreeing with some of the things that she said, but after the fight with the dogs we did not think that it was safe to let her out of the cage yet and the man (maybe my dad) told us to keep her in the cage.
I forgot to mention that maybe the hog got wounded in the fight as well, amazingly the dog that we thought was dead was alive and it got up on its own, and the other dog was okay; but someone probably was going to take them to a veterinarian or already did as we were talking to the hog, but I woke up or the dream jumped to another dream.
The second dream took place during the day in the city of D and I remember being near the shopping center where Dollar General is across the highway from BB, and I got on a bus with some other people; and I remember seeing many people outside from the window like maybe a funeral had taken place because some people looked sad and were crying, and they were spread out in various areas.
Sitting across from me were two rich young men with whitish colored skin talking and they said that a man (a somewhat young man) who was in the Navy had died and that his funeral and maybe burial had just ended so people were honoring him outside together in a ceremony, and one of the rich young men started talking about things philosophically like in the movie Cosmopolis.
We were riding on this bus instead of a limousine like in the movie Cosmopolis, and I listened as he philosophically talked about life, death, the military, war, et cetera; and I remember him talking about the soldier’s death specifically about him dying because of war and/or the military and/or something like that, and his friend felt that he was being a bit disrespectful/mean/et cetera.
At some point they stopped talking philosophically and so I started watching a video with/of Grace Randolph on a whitish and/or silverish colored laptop computer that I magically had, and Grace was talking about a new somewhat Game Of Thrones-like show that was a bit comedic and that had a lot of unnecessary nudity/sex/violence/et cetera.
The video had a higher production value than normal like maybe the company who made the show was paying Grace to talk about it and like maybe they help her film her video with a better camera and special effects, and between clips of the show and of Grace talking about it were clips of Grace acting in short skits about the show.
I decided to jump/skip around the video to get some quick glimpses of various parts of the video for some unknown reason(s) and as I jumped through there were skits of Grace wearing revealing clothing, partially naked, maybe naked, making sexual moans and sounds, making sexual movements, and acting out various comedic/sexual/et cetera short skits involving the show; and Grace was acting energetic/quirky/comedic like in some of her video clips of her theater work/acting that I probably saw on her website before.
I did not watch any of these, I was just skipping through, and then I went back to watching the video from where I left off so that I could watch the entire video in order; but either I woke up or it jumped to another dream that possibly was inspired by that show.
The third dream took place during the day in maybe a fictional version of the city of D and I remember maybe some young men and women with brownish and whitish colored skin playing together on a fictional version of Eastside or the poorer parts of the city, and something happened involving their dads and them; and fighting against a group or something, and the father of one of the young men with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair died.
There was a funeral and a katana with a purplish/golden-colored handle was left at the grave by one of the families who had dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair, the son of the dead man blamed all of his friends and their dads for his father’s death for some reason, and he stole the katana as we watched (I was there for some reason, I guess I grew up with them or lived in the same neighborhood).
The young man looked back at everyone like he was going to kill everyone he blamed for his father’s death one day, another young man and/or I said that he was going to come back to haunt/attack us one day, even though I do not think that it was anyone’s fault that his father died; and then the dream jumped years later when everyone were adults, and we were standing in a field in our neighborhood.
Most of the people who were there when the young man’s father died/was killed were now in their own group of some kind that involved combat like maybe they were a special mercenary/private intelligence/private assassin-like group who would get contracts from various people (including governments/militaries/intelligence agencies/et cetera), and they seemed to favor mêlée weapons like katanas/daggers/et cetera; and this part of the dream reminded me of the Kill Bill movies.
A man ran across the field to us to tell us that one of their fathers’ and/or one of their members’ who was supposed to meet them/us in the field was missing and probably kidnapped, and we instantly knew that it was the young man whose father died years ago; and that now he was finally starting his plan of killing everyone he blamed, and this was his warning to us to let us know that it was him and that he was coming for everyone.
Some members of the group went after him but they did not return so more members went but they did not return, and maybe the government or someone like that came with a contract to kill the same man and his group who they were now at war with; and so the group accepted the contract, and they used the government’s money/resources in their fight against him and the government gave them almost unlimited resources because they really wanted him and his group destroyed for some unknown reason(s).
The dream jumped in time and I was talking with the last few surviving members of the group (all the others had died in their fight against the man and his group), who were all women with dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair, and they told me that they had lost a million members of their group.
They kept hiring new people and a million people in their group died fighting over however long they fought the man and his group, and now they were the only surviving original members of the group; and they were about to go fight the man and his group because he only had a few people left in his group as well.
I followed the woman as they went to fight their last fight at the headquarters of the man and his group, which was a multi-story building in a field, and we entered the building because they were expecting us; and the man seemed confident as his mostly female bodyguards moved forward to fight the women, and I probably watched as they fought.
People died on both sides during the fight and eventually the man joined the fight and his group was winning until one of his bodyguards who was a woman with dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair betrayed him, and she was actually a mole/spy who was a member of the other group maybe; and she killed him, and she helped kill the rest of his group.
After the battle some of the family members of the woman who betrayed the man came and once they found out what had happened they were angry at her, and they started arguing with her; and things were getting serious, but I woke up.
This morning my brother GC only remembered some of his dream, since it was short I decided to add it with my dream entries.
My brother said that he remembered being in a grocery store that was similar to the one he works at in real life, except that it was bigger.
He was in the back of the store with two other workers who were crushing boxes in the box crusher machine (trash compactor).
As they were putting boxes into the machine something flew at them and chopped their heads off.
He ran from the back of the store to the back of the normal store area, as he stopped and noticed some strange alien-like creatures hidden around the store.
He said the creatures were humanoids but had black eyes, no clothes, tan skin, and something connected to their heads like long tails.
Some were hidden in darks spots by shelves, some were on the ceiling, and some were on the wall.
He saw a female creäture that was hidden in a dark spot by a shelf, she whispered something to a man who was across the store, and as he was turning around to see who had called him; something flew at him and chopped the top of his body in half.
My brother then ran to the front of the store as people were being killed in ways similar to the other three people who had already been killed.
It seems that these creatures would whisper people’s names, and stuff would fall on them or fly at them & kill them.
My brother decided to hide by some boxes in a corner of the store, and this is where one of the most disturbing things happened in the dream, in my opinion.
As he was hiding by the boxes, scary looking rats started to come from nowhere, they were all around the store.
The scary looking rats may have been summoned by the creatures to finish killing everyone in the store; it reminded me of the end of my dream 30 (Thirty) Days Of Rats.
Anyway, the rats started to dance and sing in small voices; which is freaky just thinking about it.
They were singing & humming some/an unknown song like: “Something something something something something hmm hmm hmm hmm… hmm…”.
Some of the rats that were dancing came close to his box, so he would push them away with his feet, but after singing their song they all stopped & were quiet.
Then they started to look wild and started to jump all over the place attacking people, and so my brother started to fight them, but then he woke up.
Brock Lesnar Goes Crazy
Now I will start with my dreams from last night, I barely remember this first dream.
I think the dream started at a clothing store in a building that looked like a small mall, but I do not think there were any other stores in the building, instead there was an empty school were there normally would be other stores.
I was in the clothing store with a woman about my age and a few guys that were about my age as well.
I do not know who they were, but I was walking around with them as they were talking & having fun in the store.
Something happened, but I can not remember exactly, so I will mention what I think happened if a few moments.
The next thing I can clearly remember is that me and the woman were walking & talking near the empty school area alone, and Brock Lesnar came out of no where looking very angry with a katana sword in his hand.
He said that no one beats him in a fight, and that he was going to kill me.
Here is what I think happened:
“I think during the part of the dream where I was at the clothing store, some of the people I were with must have gotten in a fight with Brock Lesnar, and I tried to stop the fight but Brock Lesnar tried to fight me too & I either knocked him out or beat him by submission; so now he was back for revenge.”
The woman I was with started to scream so I told her to run, and Mr. Lesnar started to chase me into a hallway.
The hallway had lockers and classrooms, but all the doors were locked; so I was trapped.
Mr. Lesnar had the sword in his hands and yelled: “I am Brock Lesnar and no one beats me, AHHHHHHHHHH!”.
Then he started swinging the sword at me wildly, so I kept dodging and running, trying to find an open door.
I kept telling him to calm down and that I was only trying to stop the fight, and that I had defeated him by accident but he kept screaming that he was going to kill me and kept trying to chop me with the sword.
I was scared but I tried to stay calm, he chopped me with the sword a few times barely, but the sword was not very sharp so it only cut me a bit.
I noticed that the sword was weak and not sharp, so I decided to try to grab the sword, also the woman who I was with earlier was outside of a door behind me screaming for help.
I grabbed the sword from Mr. Lesnar, and started to swing it at him as I kept telling him to calm down but he would not listen.
I knew if he got close enough to grab me that he would probably easily kill me, so I tried to keep him at a distance by swinging the sword as I continued to look for an open door.
I felt that the door where the woman was standing behind was my only chance, so I started to run toward it, but I woke up.
President Obama Answers Questions
My last dream took place in a nice school gym, and I was sitting in the stands with other people my age as we asked The President Of The United States Barack Obama questions and he would answer them.
Sitting near me was a woman and some guys, like the other dream, they were joking around having fun as President Obama spoke.
They were not too loud, so no one noticed, and they were listening but they liked to joke around a lot.
For some reason I did not see any United States Secret Service agents, which I found to be odd, but I felt that President Obama was safe & they were probably hidden.
President Obama was in a good mood and took time to answer each person’s questions with detailed answers, which was surprising.
I only remember one particular question and answer, it was about health care, and the questioned was asked by a guy.
The guy wanted to know why did President Obama’s estimate of the cost of his health care plan change, because before he won the election he had given a different estimate.
President Obama had a folder in his hands of some of the promises he had made before he won the election, so he stopped to look at his old estimate.
After looking at his paperwork he gave an answer, he said that him and his advisors had made a new estimate after making adjustments to his healthcare plan.
President Obama then either took a break or left for good, I am not sure which, but I do know that he went into a room that looked like a break room (a room where workers take lunch breaks to eat and talk) which probably had a bathroom connected to it.
Some of the people in the stands with me decided to go take a break outside or stay inside, and one of the guys sitting near me decided that he would try to follow President Obama.
He was going to go into the room that he had went into, but a female Secret Service agent came out of no where and told him that he could not go in the room.
Then I noticed a male agent across the gym, so I guess the Secret Service agents were hiding all that time, and some were probably undercover agents disguised as students in the stands.
I decided to go take a break outside as well or just leave, so I went out of the exit with a few other people.
The gym doors were two big red doors that you push open and that led to a small sitting area where some students were sitting around talking at, and on the other side was the exit.
There was a woman with a baby walking behind me, so I held the door open for her, as I was doing that I noticed some people I went to high school with BS & RM.
I heard someone say Dr. Baltar, and then they kept saying Baltar, so I turned around & they were talking to me.