I guess a coach or someone had invited me to tryout for the football team, even in the dream this was confusing and surprising to me, and I wondered why would I be invited at my age and my lack of football experience/knowledge beyond playing for fun as a kid on the playground et cetera, and I was not a student and I had not even tried to join the team.
How will you stay young at heart as you get older?
And this is my response: I think that aging is currently a natural part of life, for now at least, and that some parts of the aging process are positive and some parts are neutral and some parts are negative.
I am not sure what that means exactly, but my response would be by simply trying to resist from and heal from being corrupted/damaged/changed/et cetera too much by our corrupt/damaged/flawed/unnatural/illogical/hypocritical/unbalanced/unfair/et cetera human-made adult cultures/systems/societies/laws/rules/norms/beliefs/et cetera that destroys and suppresses many of the natural and positive parts of us that we used to possess when young/born.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was somehow in twelfth grade (12th grade) again even though I graduated from high school many years ago, and I was going to tryout for the American Football (football) team; and I was at a fictional version of the D High School, my brothers KD and TD were going to school there as well and they were on the football team, and some of my former classmates were there like my former male classmate AM and he was on the football team as well.
I went to the tryouts for the football team, I remember talking with my former classmate AM and some of my other former classmates, and at some point the coaches took us all to a classroom so that they could pick which of us they wanted on their football team; and at some point I heard one of the coaches asking one of the male students if he was sure that he wanted to play football, and the coach warned him that they practice over three hours a day almost every day.
When I heard this I immediately knew that being on the football team was not for me so I probably told the others that I no longer wanted to be considered for the football team, I thanked them, and then I left; and at some point I remember walking through a gym where some students were playing tennis, and I remember thinking that maybe I should consider playing on the tennis team but I kept walking until I got outside.
The outside was like a combination of a fictional version of the outside of the D High School and a fictional version of the field near the automotive section of the Walmart in the city of D, some of my former classmates and other students were waiting for school to end in a field near the sports fields, and I joined them and talked with them as we waited for the school bell to ring.
Something strange happened that I can not remember, then at some point the school bell rang and it was time for us to leave, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place inside a school building, I remember walking through a hallway when I saw an argument between a very large and tall muscular bald or short-haired man with medium-brownish colored skin and a regular sized man who also had brownish colored skin; and there were some other people watching, and the tall and muscular man had some friend’s backing him and the other man had a man with whitish colored skin who looked like he was from maybe the 1970s backing him.
I saw the tall and muscular man pull out a small dark-colored pistol so I tried to convince him to put it away but that did not work, and so I grabbed his arm and the pistol to try to disarm him; but he was too strong, and so I could only prevent him from shooting anyone by holding his arm and pistol and I yelled for the other two men to help me disarm him.
I was strong enough to hold the tall and muscular man’s arm and pistol long enough for the other two men to help me disarm him, but his friend’s attacked us; and the man with whitish colored skin got hit in the head, part of his head probably got busted because he started bleeding from his head, but we managed to end the fight.
We then walked outside to drive the man to the hospital, he could walk but he was bleeding from his head, it was day outside and we went to an old maybe 1970s-style brownish and light-brownish colored car; but I woke up as they got in the car.
I remembered part of this dream but I did not get out of bed to voice record it, instead I kept thinking about it sometimes between sleeping and dreaming and thinking and daydreaming and waking up, but eventually I forgot most of it after over-sleeping unfortunately.
All that I can remember of this dream now is that it involved a man whose name I knew, maybe a celebrity (who ever it was must have been someone whose name was very familiar to me because I thought that I would remember his name and this dream later without voice recording it, and then going back to sleep), and there was another man with him who was probably an unknown man; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that my family had either bought or were thinking about buying a nice fictional two-story house in a fictional nice quiet neighborhood, and we went to this house to stay there to try it; and all of my family and I went there except for my brother CC who was not in the dream.
My dad and I were the first to enter the house carrying some of our stuff, I remember complaining about something that I can not remember and so I was in a bad mood, and so I did not pay attention to what the living room looked like as I passed/went through it because it was dark because the lights were off and because I was too busy complaining to my dad and out-loud to myself.
I walked into the kitchen which was square and larger than any room in our real/old house, the kitchen and the rest of the house seemed to be fully furnished and decorated and nice-looking with windows (which is rare in my dreams), and the appliances were nicer and newer and larger than the ones in our real/old house; and the kitchen was brighter because the main curtains were open which helped to light the room.
I was so amazed by this kitchen that I stopped complaining and my mood went from negative to positive as I explored this amazing kitchen which had: a large stove and other appliances, plenty of counter and cabinet space, plenty of space, nice window placement and lighting, and more; and I yelled for the rest of my family to come see the kitchen, and I started naming the many amazing things about it.
This made me excited to see the rest of the house, especially the second floor because our real/old house only has one floor, and it was clear that this house was way better than our real/old house and that we should move into it; but I woke up before I could explore any other rooms.
All that I can remember of this dream is that at the end of the dream a man kidnapped my brother TD (who was younger in this dream) and he was going to do something terrible to him, but I woke up before I could save him.
After waking up from the first dream I started trying to go back to sleep, in my mind I remember seeing the letters W.I.L.D (WILD), I realized that this probably meant Wake Induced Lucid Dream (WILD), and that description appeared under those letters; and I felt that I could re-enter the first dream and save my brother, and so I started trying to start a wake induced lucid dream.
I felt the dream trying to form again as I felt my body vibrating or shaking a bit, there were other strange feelings as I felt my body going to sleep and the dream forming, and I focused trying to recreate the dream world from the first dream; and trying to reform the dream world was the hard part.
I managed to slightly recreate the dream world back to where I left off, the man had my brother TD in a hallway inside a house, and I entered the hall with them freeing my brother TD from the man.
The dream world was not fully formed and I did not want to risk it collapsing so I quickly made the man disappear from existence, and I took my brother TD to safety before I woke up again because I was not staying focused enough to keep the dream world going and forming.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day at maybe a school or college football/soccer field, there were probably tryouts for soccer teams taking place, and maybe someone suggested that I tryout; and so I was going to consider it.
I probably played a soccer match with some people before this point in the dream, I probably felt that I was too old and inexperienced since I never had formal training and I had not played soccer since little league soccer and a few times for fun during college, but I probably went to practice with some of the soccer players anyway.
There was a female soccer player from Israel (Israeli) who looked and spoke like Ravit Bivas from the television show The Last Ship, I remember her saying negative things to me (you are too old, you should not bother, et cetera), but it seemed that she was really trying to encourage me while also letting me know the reality of my situation so we actually were getting along well.
I can not remember the details of the practice, training, matches, or tryouts; and that is all that I can remember.
I had some other dreams that I remembered when I woke up but I did not voice record my dreams or really think about them so I forgot some of them as time passed by today, maybe I will remember some of them later, but for now here is all that I can possibly remember:
I think that one dream involved my family and family members, maybe something about helping my family, but I can not remember.
I think that one dream had Dana Scully in it, but I am not sure and I can not remember.
Another dream possibly involved my former male classmate SS, but that is all that I can remember.
I remember part of one or two dreams from last night, with the first dream taking place mostly in a CIA safe house / building / training facility / whatever, but I can not remember the beginning of the dream.
Several people and I had been chosen by one or two men who were in the CIA for what I guess you could call CIA try-outs or something like that, where we were temporarily/somewhat part of the CIA or at least in consideration for becoming members of the CIA, and we were thrown into our jobs with no training or explanation of our jobs or mission(s) or anything; and I think that I had an important role in my team, but I had no idea what my job was or what I was supposed to be doing. 😀
Last night I managed to remember part of one of my dreams that took place around 6:Something AM, even after briefly waking up & having several other dreams, surprisingly.
I had a terrible headache before I went to bed so I was out of it most of the night, but I woke up after this dream trying to remember some of it, but then I went in & out of a few other dreams still trying to remember this dream during those dreams; and I even had a dream that I was typing this dream on my computer, but I realized that was not real.
Basically I did not feel like getting out of bed to type or write my dream, so I dreamed that I did, and when I realized that was not real I decided to try to remember some of this dream during some of my other dreams instead; which worked, but during various states of consciousness & unconsciousness I forgot some of the dream, as expected.
Even after all that, over three hours later of dreaming, daydreaming, thinking, sleeping, waking up, I still remember part of this dream.
I think that the dream started at my parent’s house and I saw an advertisement for a computer and/or internet and/or game related job in the newspaper or online, and so I applied for it; and hours or days later the phone rang, and one of my brothers gave me the phone after telling me that someone wanted to talk to me.
On the phone was a woman with an accent like she was from somewhere in the United Kingdom (UK) (British), and she said that she was calling for John about a job opportunity; and so I made sure that she was calling for me and not my dad, I asked her when was this job applied for, I asked her what kind of job was it, I asked her for the name of her company, and I asked her several other things.
I was trying to make sure that this was a legitimate call, I am not used to getting call backs about jobs, in real life I have done hundreds of applications without luck mostly; so I was a bit suspicious at first.
Eventually I realized that it was a legitimate call and I realized that it was about the job that I had applied for, and then I got a bit excited; and the woman asked me to come for a job try-out or something like that.
The next day or whatever I was magically at the job, I have no idea where it was located or how I got there, I just remember being in a small one floor office-like building; and I was greeted by the woman who I had talked to on the phone, who had whitish colored skin but I can not remember how she looked exactly.
She had another person who also worked there, who was from India (Indian) or Pakistan (Pakistani), and he had medium brownish colored skin with black hair; and he greeted me as well.
The woman told me that the man from India or Pakistan was the most important part of her business, she had hired him one day and he turned out to be a genius who was good at programming games & other things, and her business grew because of him; but he was ready to leave her business, and so she needed someone to replace him.
She was so desperate to find a replacement for him that she put the advertisement for the job out and she was doing job try-outs for almost anyone who applied for the job, and she had almost tried everything to make the man stay but that failed.
She told me a bit about the business and she walked me around the small office-like building, which was a nice & pretty comfortable place, and we talked a bit; if I did well I would probably get hired, and then she went to her office so that the man from India or Pakistan could start showing me my job duties.
The man was also nice & he seemed a bit sad about the fact that one day soon he would leave the woman’s business, because he once enjoyed his job & he respected the woman, but he told me why he was leaving the job.
He said that in the beginning the woman’s business was a tiny start-up and that when he was hired he found out that he was good at the job, and he started to do some amazing things; but after the woman realized his potential, she started demanding more of his time, until he spent most of his day & night at work.
He was tired of working so much, his life was now just working mostly for long hours with a lot of pressure, and the woman’s business grew greatly because of him; but she kept demanding more, like it was never enough.
He was grateful that the woman had given him the job & he liked her as a person, but he could not longer handle the job as it was now; he could leave when he wanted, but he wanted to stay just a bit longer until a replacement is found.
He told me that he was not going to stay long enough to fully train his replacement, and so he was hoping that his replacement would be someone who could adapt to the job on their own.
The man showed me a few things about his job, which I think involved programming mostly, something which I know nothing about; but I showed him some of my knowledge of computers, the internet, gaming, and that I could learn well with hands-on training.
The man seemed hopeful about my chances, and then I remember talking with the woman & him; but I can not remember the rest of the dream during this part.
Next, I remember leaving the job for the day and I walked outside where the abandoned mobile home that my grandfather owns should me, and I saw my former classmate DH & a few more people walking down the street & so I went to talk with them.
I told them about my first day of job try-outs & we talked about a few other things, but I can not remember the rest of the dream.