Kira wins

The ultimate match

I t doesn't matter who is the target,
You will fight.

Tight

DCFC — I Will Follow You Into The Dark

Strength of a hero

In this dream, I am, among a gang of about 15 people, heroes with some sort of unique power, each. Among us is Superman, clearly, the strongest. We all have secret identities and live as renegade superheroes helping people as we can, but hated by the authorities and government because they have no control over us.

The government wants to erradicate us making us look like a danger to the society. We are attacked in our headquarters because someone in the gang reveals (leaks) our location. They use some sort of chemical mixture that tranquilizes us and makes us temporarily vulnerable (like disables our powers). The tranquilizer apparently works on everybody and the power reducer doesn't affect superman.

Johnny is apparently unaffected by neither and wakes up Superman. Superman starts taking us out of the house. In this middle, I wake up and conference with my friends who I suspect that have revealed us: Johnny, since he was always complaining about his looks. His powers were super agility and super strength/speed, but that came with the cost of him looking like a beast (purple skin, long/sharp teeth, tail). Perhaps he made a deal with authorities to try to make him normal, but then felt for us and went back to wake up Superman.

Superman takes us all out of the house only to see that military officers were expecting us outside with guns. And civilians were watching.

Superman urges the officers to reconsider and tries to argue that heroes are no threat, and we all lived good lives when not being heroes. To prove his point, he reveals that he is Clark Kent.

But despite shocked with the revelations, the guards weren't going to let us go, so Superman grabs us and flees with us.

We go to a small cabin where some friends help us by letting us stay there and give us food.

As we leave the cabin, talking on what to do next, I wake up.

Mummy of Ra

So last night I was involved in some sci-fi action.

I am on a building, modern and in the center of the city, rumored to have, hidden, the Sarcofagos and the preserved mummies of Ra (the ancient Egyptian deity) and his mistress, Mut. This is, of course, impossible as Ra never existed as he was a religious myth. In the dream, however, it seemed different.

Anyway, the corpses were hidden in the basement of this tall building. Somewhere below floor-level. I was hiding in this building because I wanted to steal something profitable. As I get to the floor where they were, I notice that I'm surprisingly free from surveillance. Nobody was guarding the creature.

I explore the floor to find two separate hallways - one leading to Ra and the other to Mut. I go to Ra's and I find, next to the room with the Sarcofago, a room with jewels.

As I steal Ra's jewels, I get curious about Ra's figure and go to the room with the Sarcofago to stare at the front of it. I didn't need to do anything. At the time I look at it, it opens and the mummy (there actually was one) gets out of it and reconstructs itself to form flesh (as in the Mummy movie) and leaves the room. I am not noticed.

I decide to run but greed got the best of me. I want to explore Mut's hallway too and steal the jewels if any exist. I go directly to the room with the jewels as the hallway is symmetrical to Ra's. After I pick up her gold, I notice some other guy is approaching for the same purpose (stealing jewels). I hide in the jewel room, behind the door, and pick up a sword from the armory that was on the floor. I throw a swing as he enters which he deflects but we didn't spar.

I asked what he was doing there and he said he was going to steal what he could.
I said that I had my pockets and bags full already (as I was there for the same thing) and there was plenty left, so just to fill his and we'd flee afterwards.

He agreed.

However, as we were approaching the elevators, the alarm rang. We were spotted. They didn't send guards at us, but ninjas, coming from all elevators and exit doors and rooms. From one elevator a Japanese man with a suit came out and politely said that we had to go with him (he didn't say it but the ninjas kind of painted the portrait next - that we would be killed or forced to go).

The other thief started running away and the ninjas were distracted for a couple of seconds to contain him. I didn't wait for the ninjas. I snuck in the elevator behind the Japanese man and managed to get it going up. I knew that I was being watched as the elevators had cameras. I was ordering the elevator to do erratic stuff (like pressing the stop button) so he wouldn't reach an exit. I didn't know what to do as I was expecting to be detained at any floor I would come out.

I woke up afterwards.

The "salvation needed" nightmare

In this dream, not that much recurring, I am living in an apartment in the middle of tight pedestrian streets. Like Lisbon.

I live with a girl. We share the apartment as we are not related, nor we have some emotional connection.

She is Asian-looking. She is wild, as the girl (Zoey) in the "Knight Rider 2008". I propose the deal, as we live together, we should enjoy more of each other, namely physical contact. We were both single and planned to remain in that way. I may have a secret crush on her, but I have not said so in the dream. She agrees but we postpone the first act as she had to go out for the day.


I see myself partially in the 3rd person and partially in the 1st.

I go out of the house, into an alley with a bridge crossing over the pedestrian street, where I am. On the right, before the bridge, there is a hooker house, where I have a friend that I contact. She is a hooker, but gives me the advice to go go to a professional counselor ( a Psychiatrist ) to heal my problems.
Perhaps I would have said "yes" to her services as a hooker but she doesn't offer them at any point. In the end I reach out to her for a hug and while she is hugging me , she said that "Zoey", my Asian room mate is the person to reach, for comfort other than the one she is giving.

"Zoey" doesn't show up anymore in the dream. I agree to go up street for that emotional council. I reach some hallway where, to the right there is the office where the counselor is and, to the left, is the outside room.
I am somewhere in the middle, where the the booking girl and secretary is also. I don't go to her, I go past her directly to the office. The doctor agrees to see me but scolds me of the regular proceedings that I should have gone first to make an appointment.

As I go back, I wake up.

Morning ritual

Every day I wake up early.
I wish I had more time to sleep. I wish I got more sleep. Hot shower and trying to get up fast. Shower, brush my teeth, get dry (not that much point, since it was raining), pick up my clothes for the day (I never get to pick them in the previous night...), comb my hair and put cologne. Take out the trash and run to the bus.

Today I got a record 15-min preparation, which included all the steps. I had turned off the alarm because I was planning on working from home on Friday. I just assumed it was on for Monday. It wasn't. I got to wake up by myself still on good period.

Lucky me (...)

Perhaps if I woke up by 9, I would be forced to work from home, would get a better sleep, would dry myself more patiently, would take time to pick good clothes, or new combinations, would get a more attractive hair style.

From a theatrical standpoint, I would perhaps waste more time, though.

Lucky me (?)

Then again,
It's only Monday.
4 more mornings to survive.