I am flying through space, through someone else's power- at times I can't breath. There's also a small space station.
I am now a robot similar to Wall-e.
There's a giant pile of scrap metal. I form a small portion into a block. Hundreds of robots appear. The giant scrap heap is transformed into one giant weapon. (Similar to a mid-evil jousting spear, only double sided)
I am human again.
Using the metal from the weapon (the metal is liquid yet solid) the robots build tunnels which extend the reach of the space station. I use the liquid metal to fly freely through space. Within the field of the metal I can now breath and fly freely. The metal later becomes transparent (I can see more clearly).
I fly to the planet which the station was orbiting (Mars).
Mars is completely devoid of life. No water. No defining characteristics.
Yet I am content, if not elated to fly through the sky. As I am flying I rake my hands through the desert sand as if the deserts were oceans.
I am now flying with two others. One is a composite between a girl who I used to know and an ex-girlfriend. The other (who I later identify as my ex-girlfriend) has no features. She is there yet at the same time she does not speak. Her form is transient. (continually changing)
All three of us continue to fly. The other two are dependent on my abilities, much the same as I was before.
Time shift.
I'm now at a much later period.
I'm in a house. The three of us are laying down on a bed (in a completely platonic manner). The other girl whom I identify as my ex-girlfriend lays at the foot of the bed (not in a diminutive manner -I was equally kind to both of them). For some odd reason in my dream she always does so. She is distant yet present.(self contradicting- I know)
I lay beside the other person. We're talking. Apparently we had dated at some point by now. While dreaming everything else made sense to me at the time; (I had prior memories within my dream) the fact that me and the composite girl had dated confused me. I never said it but I thought to myself; "Wait, we never dated. That other girl is my ex."
There's an awkward tension between me and the composite person. (No tension was present at any time between me and my ex) The girl whom I am lying beside proceeds to tell me that she just wishes to be friends. (I'm completely confused. I was never attracted to her.)
The composite girl, shocked, asks what happened to my arm. I look at my forearm. To my surprise there's a large bruise. It's more similar in appearance to an abscess (or a brown recluse bite) but I label it as a bruise. Even though I don't know how I obtained this bruise, I'm in no way shocked or worried.
Time shift. I am now watching television. Several hours or days have passed since the previous conversation.
There're a number of people at my house. The two girls are gone.
I attempt to drain my bruise as if it were a blood blister. After some effort I succeed, however, my forearm is now completely covered in partially coagulated blood.
I am completely calm -Worry free.
More concerned with the mess on the carpet I walk to the kitchen to get some paper towels. I am dripping blood everywhere as I walk. While in the kitchen I also fill a bowl with water in order to clean up my arm. While my attention is turned to the paper towels my brother places hard-boiled eggs in the bowl.
I pick up the bowel and then notice that the water is now scalding hot with eggs floating in it (the freshly cooked eggs heated the water). Rather surprised at my brothers random/uncaring behavior I scold him. After awhile he admits that he is wrong and I re-fill the bowl.
The dream ended with me cleaning the blood off of my arm.
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