Lichi

Woke up at 4:30 am because i've my alarm set for a WBTB. By then it's also the time when i usually finish my first cycle with dreams (must be the second sleep cycle).

I dreamt i was first in a conference with a friend, Vicky. The conference or meeting actually was in Uruguay, in a private university, and it was about art. A guy was talking about his painting and innovation, and in the background he had his painting hanged in the wall and i could see how as he was talking the painting kinda was painting itself, and when he took pauses the painting also kinda paused. It was nice.

Then i went back to sleep and woke up at about 7 am. The dream was quite long and interesting.

I was in my grandparents house or something. I had a chiropractic appointment, but the guy actually didn't adjust me. So i got up and went to the backyard. I saw an old online friend i haven't seen for a while. She was playing with this second life character transforming from girl into guy and back into girl, and was talking to guys. I thought "Umm are you catfishing?... Okay... XD" (i had no problems with that thought, i kinda thought to each their own). Then the place actually turned out to be Agus' house (a friend) and i realized, or thought that the party (it turned out that i was in a party) has been going for quite some days now so it was time to leave. So i decided to leave. I went through the front door, it felt weird to be leaving because it kinda was comfortable to stay (like comfortable in comfort zone) and i was one of the first ones leaving. So i went through the front. The room walls were covered with wood, it looked like a weird decoration but okay. I was going to take a key, because i felt like my friend trusted me and in case i wanted to come back later, but i also felt that wasn't quite right so i didn't and just left.
I was with my bike. It was night time in Buenos Aires. And i started walking. When i get to the corner i see people... but people walking at that hour i thought were either drunk, thieves, or just looked for fights (basically there was no chance there were good people walking in the streets at that hour XD). I cross the street to my front and then i cross it again to my left, and while i was doing that i see a 4 persons hitting a child about 4-5 years old. The child was passed out and the people hitting the child looked like evil, wicked, and they were short. I thought "what is wrong with the world nowadays" and i was about to continue on my way, but then i thought "this is wrong, they are wrong, i have to do something" so i went back to them (a car had to stop because i was crossing the street) and i stood in front of them to confront them. Yeah the thought crossed my mind that i could get hurt in the process but i was totally okay with that, i preferred them to hit me than the child (also if they continued on the child he would die, and that's what they wanted to achieve), and also i would fight back, i was so ready to fight back too (but not looking for it). When i stood in front of the people they have transformed into a family, so they were not the evil-wicked short people i've seen at first. It was a tall big (but not fat) guy, a blonde woman who was also big but shorter than the guy, and two teenagers of about 13 and 15 yo. So i walk towards them and standing right in front of them i stop them and tell them what they are doing is wrong. They all stop, and the father when he wants to start hitting the child again i stop him again, kinda getting in the way. I talk to him for a bit, don't remember what i say to him, but in the process i could see that he actually had child issues and it never ocurred to him that what he was doing wasn't right because his childhood was like that and he grew up like that. He was kinda broken about it so i hug him, and people around (that were in the streets) wanted to take revenge on him, like punch him while i was talking to him and solving this peacefully, so i say "for every punch you get, i'll get two" (honestly don't know how that worked because it's not like the people would know how to split the punches XD but i said that...), the idea was that he doesn't get discouraged to think that he can change his behaviour; there's good in the world, he can do good, so he shouldn't give up so i was willing to do that to encourage him to persevere even when conditions are harsh. We continue talking (i was coaching him, but i'm not a coach so at times i didnt know how to continue but that was alright because we were conversating and he could figure out how he wanted to continue himself). At some point he realized that he had to raise awareness, and the talk actually helped him to set like a foundation of awareness so he actually would respect and treat his child with the care he actually needed, and realizing that he concluded the talk and said "Thank you". I saw the child 'wake up' from his mother's arms, the child was kinda confused as if he had a headache but he didn't know what happened, but other than that he was just fine. I looked at him smiling and he saw me back again clueless and like waking up, and then i walked away.

Then although i was rested i decided to sleep again (maybe i'd lucid dream). So i slept for 1 more hour and a half.

I dreamt i was in my grandparents house again (although it looked more like my grandparent brother's house) and i was in the backyard. There were people there and there was a pool. A few people were mexicans and they were boxing. There was a fat white guy and a fat tan guy. I didnt care about the fight tbh, but the people there kinda did. It was an informal fight anyways, like the two people were boxers but they just started hitting each other out of nowhere and it became a fight. They were walking all over the backyard too. I just did my thing and standing there i felt like i kinda owned the place (but in a good sense because it's not like i would disrespect people or people would respect me more because of me kinda being in charge of the place, but it kinda guaranteed that i wouldnt be disrespected, which is the bare minimum anybody can ask).

Fast forward a bit (also because i don't remember exactly what happened) there came a moment when i wanted to jump into the pool and swim so i breathe in and jump and dive into the pool. As i was in the water it appears like i havent taken enough air outside the pool, so i try to 'compensate' by breathing in underwater, and curiously i manage to breathe in some air... which to me was strange... "What did i just do?" i thought. "Did i breathe out some air and breathed it back in? Or what happened?" And then i realized, "No, i breathed in in my physical body and in the dream i could have just breathed in because it doesn't matter if you breathe in water or not, you can breathe!" But as i was realizing that i also realized that i was not seeing blue anymore, i was seeing black... so i wasn't in the dream anymore. I could have DEILDed (i was confident that i would be able to, even though im not experienced) but since i was sleeping in such a horrible position (on my stomach) i decided that that was it and i just got up.