This dream involved a post-apocalyptic movie-like situation that I was watching, and then I took part in.
The dream possibly took place in Israel in a tourist area that was being guarded by a father & his adult sons, who all had light-color skin, they seemed to be soldiers, maybe Israeli soldiers, whose job was to guard this area & protect tourists.
I had a variety of dreams that I woke up remembering but I did not record them each time, and so now I only barely remember part of two dreams.
Another thing that has possibly impacted my dream recall recently is that I am currently taking some passion flower capsules before going to sleep, I am basically a test subject for my brother GC, he heard that it can help with anxiety and sleep.
This dream possibly took place in a country in The Middle East that was possibly an island, but I can not remember.
I remember sand and maybe there was something about a risk of war and / or something.
At the end of the dream I remember possibly leaving the country in a car that was being driven by a somewhat older man with light-color skin, I remember us talking as he drove, but that is all that I can remember of this dream even though I know that there was more before this.
This dream took place inside a house, the end of the dream involved me being in a room, and my brother GC was in the room as well.
I assumed that they were for my brother GC, and to my surprise his results had more ethnicities showing up than mine did and his percentages were different.
I assumed that 23AndMe results would be different from my results from Family Tree DNA so that was not a surprise, I assumed that some of his percentages would be higher with 23AndMe as well, but I did not expect some of the results.
It showed some ancestors from Spain at about 50% maybe, our ancestors from The United Kingdom percentages were only about 1% different with his being 1% higher than mine, but I can not remember the other ethnic groups / ancestors / nationalities that were represented.
I was not sure if these were really my brother GC results, I just assumed, and so I was going to ask him after I spend more time looking at them and comparing them to my own.
If the results really did belong to my brother GC then it was interesting seeing which groups of ancestors did he possibly inherit genes from, siblings et cetera will not usually get the exact same results because what you do and not inherit can be random so you can have ancestor who will not show up in your results for various reasons, and so being able to see more of our ancestry represented would be nice and to see how our results compare.
The science and everything behind this is not exactly clear-cut or advanced enough or standardized enough yet to go back that far or to be as accurate as we would like, nonsense like race et cetera has really messed up things when it comes to things like this, and many groups are not properly represented in the databases.
This dream took place outside during the day in maybe a field with three seating areas, maybe somewhere in The Middle East, but I am not sure.
One seating area was just chairs, behind it was a seating area with chairs with a short fence-like / barrier-like thing area it, and the third seating area was separate and was on the right side and it was slightly raised and had a taller barrier and was fancier and was more like an area where a jury and judges and politicians et cetera might sit.
Most of the people there were elite from around the world including politicians, maybe royalty, celebrities, and various high-level people from around the world; but for some unknown reason I was there, my coworker Mrs. MB (who is the branch manager of our library) who had longer hair in the dream and had the same hairstyle as Jodie Foster’s character Clarice Starling in the movie The Silence Of The Lambs, and some other seemingly normal people were there too oddly.
It seems that we were possibly summoned / invited here, but I have no idea.
They (I am not sure who) would call names out one at a time starting with the elite, each person seemed to be able to have two or three security people / bodyguards / assistants / whoever with them, and all the elite and the people with them had special black robe-like outfits with maybe gold trim at the top with maybe a shaw / scarf-like thing; but us assumed non-elite did not have these special robes / outfits as far as I can remember.
One of the celebrities that I remember seeing there was possibly Robert De Niro oddly, but I could be wrong.
After all or most of the elite were assigned their seats, either they started calling some of our names (the assumed non-elite) or people in my section (the area with just chairs) started moving to the section behind us with chairs with a small barrier / fence, I do not remember my name being called and I was among the last people to move to the section behind us.
I remember saying something to Mrs. MB trying to figure out where to sit, I wondered what would happen once we all got in our seats, I assumed that whatever we were there for would start.
I felt that maybe something would be announced, but by who and about what?
Maybe orders would be given down to the elite (by who or by what and about what?), maybe the elite would be officially made members of some kind of Illuminati / New World Order-like group, but those were just wild guesses.
I wondered who was hosting this gathering and why, it seemed that the elite were being given even more importance, but I woke up before I could learn anything.
I had more dreams and there was more to the dreams that I did remember part of, but I did not record them so I have forgotten some of them and some of these dreams.
This dream possibly involved Esperanto, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The end of this dream involved me and maybe several other people possibly being in another country in maybe a desert during the day, we were possibly in The Middle East or somewhere else with a Middle Eastern look to it, and maybe there was a man with light-color skin possibly wearing a military uniform (maybe an American soldier (possibly a general or another officer rank)) who was possibly giving us a brief history of this area and the people and the place and person we were about to meet.
We walked toward an area in the desert where there was a tower with a line of men wearing mostly tan Middle Eastern military uniforms who were in two lines so you had to walk between their lines to reach the tower, many of the men looked the same, and there were several different groups who looked the same so it was like 6 or more different appearances with several copies of each of those appearances with each group having slightly different uniforms and hair styles and facial hair and each group possibly represented a different country in The Middle East but I have no idea.
The man told us that you had to walk between the men to the tower, at the top of the tower was a wise man or leader or someone who would see people one-at-a-time so you would wait your turn, and we were told that the men would keep saying a chant or greeting or something every few seconds as you walked past them as part of some tradition or something.
Walking through the men was a bit creepy and awkward as they would chant or say their greetings or whatever every few seconds in unison with straight faces as they looked straight ahead as they stood in formation, I would say hello sometimes as I passed them, and eventually we reached the tower and we walked into the entrance area by the stairs to wait our turn.
A person was walking down to let the next person in front of us know that it was their turn to see the wise man or leader or whoever, I heard the wise man or leader or whoever say that the next person could come, and then that person started walking up the stairs.
It would be our turn next, but I am not sure why we were there.
But I woke up.
The end of this dream took place during the day and I was driving back from another city with my dad and maybe my mom, I realized that I needed to get back to work, and so at some point I asked my dad if I could drive his truck to work because we did not have my automobile with us at the time and he said yes so I drove his truck to work while they continued on wherever.
I parked across the street from The BP Library where I work, I looked in my dad’s truck’s window to see that I had more hair than I have had in years and it looked wild and needed to be combed, and I realized that I was wearing a red University Of LL T-shirt and blue jeans instead of my work clothes so I decided to drive home quickly to change clothes (my shirt at least) and comb my hair so that it would not look so wild.
I drove to a nice fictional one-story house in a nice middle class-to-upper class neighborhood, and I went inside the house and I walked to the left of the house and I changed my shirt and I grabbed my Unbreakable black plastic comb that I have not needed to use in years and I started combing my hair.
While doing this something unclear happened that involved a movie (either this was a daydream or was on television or somehow went on during the dream) with Richard Madden, another man with light-color, and a woman who were all friends.
The second man had recently experienced a break-up with his girlfriend and was sad, and so Mr. Madden and the woman tried to cheer him up and encourage him but then this ended as I went to leave.
Something else strange possibly happened where as I walked through the house to leave I noticed a creepy man with light-color skin in the corner of my eyes who had sneaked into my house, and somehow something confusing and unclear happened where maybe: I either left the dream (possibly briefly, it was like I was there, but maybe I could not be seen) and was replaced by a woman with light-color skin or somehow we separated into two different people and / or I became her briefly at some point and / or something else confusing but I am not sure.
I just know that the creepy man was possibly an ex-boyfriend or someone who used to like the woman and maybe she had turned him down or broke up with him, and so maybe he was there for revenge or something but I can not remember.
The doorbell rang and so the woman went to answer it, and at the door were children and adults from the neighborhood who said that it was Halloween and they were trick-or-treating and had come for candy.
The woman and / or I were confused, we had no idea it was Halloween and she told them so, and the woman then told them about the creepy man and asked them to call the police.
But I woke up as she and / or we tried to figure out what to do in the mean time.
All that I can remember of the dream is that it involved the journalist Abby Martin and a man with whitish colored skin working on a news story in a country in Asia (Middle East) or Africa, possibly Egypt, and their main focus during the dream was on small unofficial / illegal hospitals and medical clinics set up by people with no medical training or experience or licenses; and on the crisis in various countries because of the conflicts in some parts of Asia and Africa.
The man with Mrs. Martin was showing Mrs. Martin around and explaining the situation, he had been on the ground investigating and reporting in this country and various other countries, and so he had personally seen things and talked with people and the governments of each country.
Many people were in desperate need of medical attention and the official / legal hospitals and clinics could not take care of them all, so the illegal hospitals and clinics were filling a need, and the governments did not seem to try very hard to shut them down; but many of the illegal hospitals and clinics were taking advantage of people and were not safe or sanitary.
Mrs. Martin and the man went to one of these illegal hospitals / clinics to see an example of the conditions and to talk to people and the staff and owners, it was in a one-story metal building, and inside they found mostly large open rooms with people sitting and laying on the floor unattended; and some of them were possibly chained up, and there were chains connected to various structures that people laid against as they sat on the floor.
The conditions were terrible with blood and other liquids / fluids on the floor, almost no medical equipment around, almost no furniture, no workers were around, et cetera; and they could not get anyone to talk to them because they seemed to be afraid, and so they tried to find the workers and the owner who seemed to be hiding.
They found a woman who was the owner but she did not really want to talk, she only said a few things while walking quickly away from them, and so Mrs. Martin and the man and their film crew started exploring the buildings; and searching for other illegal hospitals and clinics, and for people willing to talk with them.
It seemed that some of the owners and workers saw them and started clearing out of their illegal hospitals and clinics to avoid being seen, because most of them were empty by the time that they arrived, and so they did not really get to talk to anyone except for later when they interviewed some people who worked for the government; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.