On this night I had a few very interesting dreams, 3 altogether but I can only as usual remember bits and pieces of them. The first one was of a spaceship and it was black, kind of like a black wraith ship from Stargate Atlantis. We would use it to get to galaxies far away and sometimes I think parallel ones, but we used this spiral hole in space that resembled a spiral galaxy just not as big and totally black, and there was some important thing we had to take care of, save someone of some political importance, but I think we ended up dying when we popped out of this portal and tried to take on 3 ships, its choppy though.
These next series take place on a planet, location isn’t very clear but I think my house, but none I have ever been to. This part and (the 2nd) dream I think and the 3rd portion are about my father. I am poor in this town, looking around for work and I do odd jobs but I have a place to go back to every night that is my own. The streets are cobblestone and the houses are small kind of like a hobbit town or something. There are shady characters that I talk to, for information of some kind. The one part that sticks out a lot is when my family adopts a kid who is around my age or younger, and I find him crying, his tears are blood his face is bruised. I comfort him and ask him who did this to him and he says my dad did, his adopted father. So I set out to find my dad, I had given him or I am giving him a warning that if he does anything like this again that I will kill him. Somehow either he does something again, but he approaches me and attempts to take me out first, I remember having some kind of a Beebe gun and shooting him with it, my first shot hits him right in the forehead and penetrates his skull. He slowly falls to the ground but is still conscious and gets back up to fire at me with his gun in this room we are in. His shots are slow and I move out of their path and I run onto a landing and for some reason my sister is there on the chair playing on the computer ignorant as to what is occurring around her but still talking to me. I shoot my dad a few more times, twice in the skull again, the bullets make small red holes that don’t have any blood flow, yet they go all the way through and I’m sure he should be dead. Something hits my arm, I got shot in the shoulder by my dad’s gun just as I am about to shoot him again and because of this I end up hitting my sister in the side of the skull. I was horrified but she seems to be ok, even though I’m still wondering why no one is dead. I tell my sister to get to the hospital; I think my dad is dead because the dream leaves him out after this. The next portion is traveling through the streets to get to the hospital for my sister but there is some war going on where ice is everywhere around the buildings, there are numerous military guards with guns, I get an ominous impression of a political oppression being reveled against, yet this dream feels like my first one with the space ship; they seem to be a circular series of dreams. The color red played an important role in this dream as well, especially during the killing of my father, red stood out in the eyes and face of the boy who was crying and beaten, in the gunshot wounds and even in the spaceship part although I don’t remember when just that it was there.
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