All that I can remember of this dream is that part of the dream took place during the night inside a house when I was about to go to sleep, and I was talking with my brother GC about UFOs / UAPs.
The next morning I was outside in my parent’s yard near the back gate talking with my mom, a mail truck was parked on by The E House & the mail carrier was delivering mail on that street, and another mailman walked into our yard to delivery the mail.
I had a variety of dreams after falling asleep a few hours on the couch that are mostly forgotten now because in some of the dreams I recorded my dreams and / or thought that they were being recorded, some of these were probably false awakening dreams, and some involved movies that were being filmed like one or more Fast & Furious movies.
These dreams moved in and out of normal dreams, dreams of movies being filmed, probably false awakening dreams, and one of these dreams involved a multi-purpose building.
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.
I am not sure if this is one dream with several transitions or several dreams, and so I will type it as one dream.
This dream or dreams took place possibly during the day, evening, and night across possibly more than a day.
This part of the dream took place in and near a fictional college campus that somewhat reminded me of a fictional version of MS University, and I possibly stayed at a fictional multi-story dorm across the street from the middle of a parking lot that looked like the middle of the parking lot of the C Dorm and a former dorm turned office building at MS University.
A lot more happened during this part of the dream that I can not remember that involved things inside the dorm, around campus, possible college-related things, and at some businesses and stores near the campus.
My former male classmate JC was either mentioned or thought of or was in part of the dream, and I had some interactions with various people I can not remember.
At the end of this part of the dream I returned to the dorm where I assume that I stayed, I remember going up several floors, and as I did this I passed various dorm rooms et cetera with some of them possibly being along halls and stairways et cetera but I can not remember.
My dorm room was on an upper floor I assume but I can not remember if mine was out in the open or if it was inside a normal room, there was more to this part of the dream, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
This part of the dream is confusing because it seemed that I was still inside the dorm, but maybe it was or somehow became my parent’s house.
My brother GC and I were there alone, and our parent’s were gone out-of-town somewhere.
I had recently arrived back from somewhere like at the end of the first part of the dream, and so this was possibly a continuation.
Suddenly I noticed an obese woman with medium-to-dark color skin with black hair inside the house and slowly more of her mostly female obese family members with about the same skin color and hair color showed up, and some fictional family members of mine showed up slowly as well.
The woman and most of her family were possibly family members of my former male classmate MP, some of them were possibly fictional family members of mine but I can not remember, and they said that they were here to stay a few days.
My brother GC and I knew nothing of this so I called my parent’s on my mobile phone, and my mom said that they had given them permission to stay a few days because they needed somewhere to stay a few days while they were possibly visiting family members in the area or something like that.
I briefly talked with them and let them pick their rooms et cetera, to make space my brother GC and I possibly shared a small room that had two twin-sized beds, and at some point I went outside to a fictional tower between my brother GC’s dog Cloud and my brother TDC’s dog Jack so that I could have a break away from all of the people who were having a good time acting like they lived at our house.
The tower was a bedroom that my brother GC would use sometimes, it was a simple tower with screen walls that you could see through with part of the walls possibly being open so there was not much privacy and you could feel the wind and see and hear everything so it was like being outside with some shade and only partial protection from bugs, and the floor was just a square wooden board with the red and white blanket from the living room covering it.
The tower was not really sturdy enough et cetera to be a full-time bedroom, it was more like a tree house or tent that you might sleep in or sit in sometimes, and there was no furniture and it was only big enough for maybe two or three people to sleep on the floor of it.
I wondered how did my brother use this as a bedroom sometimes, it was nice having a view and feeling the wind and getting to enjoy the outdoors, but there was no privacy and insects could get in and there as not enough space and it was not sturdy enough and there was nothing up there but a blanket.
I relaxed for a moment and then I climbed back down, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
This part of the dream involved me somehow watching a UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship)mixed martial arts fight that was maybe a video or something that I was watching, and oddly the fight was taking place at The BP Library between two book shelves in the adult fiction section.
There were a few spectators, two male ring announcers, the cornermen and coaches for each fighter, maybe Dana White was there, a film crew, et cetera were there.
Both fighters were men who had either dark-light color skin or light-medium color skin with one fighter possibly being slightly lighter skinned than the other (one may have been from Italy and the other possibly Brazil or Portugal) with both of them having dark-color hair, one fighter was possibly more of a grappler, while the other fighter was possibly more of a striker.
The fight ended early in the first round, the grappler was taking a lot of hits and was so dazed that his legs were weak and he was completely missing his strikes et cetera, and so his cornermen ran up to stop the fight but he refused to quit so the fight continued.
He swung in the wrong direction like he was now seeing several versions of his opponent, he moved out of view from the camera, and then I heard the announcers say that he took a hard kick and was knocked unconscious and the fight was over.
By the time the camera got back on him he was being carried away on a stretcher, the announcers expected a replay of the knockout but there was not one, and so one of the announcers said that he was disappointed by that and then continued talking about what happened.