I am at a mall with two of my nieces and one of them gets lost or starts playing hide and seek. There are many electrical stairs. I walk thru the lingerie section and there is a woman trying on a bra. (repression) We go to the subway station and sneak our way in without paying, then the guards start chasing us. We get out at another shopping center. We go into the upstairs section and there is a restaurant were they inform us about an incident that happened there a few years ago regarding a priest who got killed by the secret police (the super-self) for being involved both with terrorists and the mob. (it or id?) The showed us a film where he is sitting on a restaurant's table with two other persons, an arabian and an african. The african guy was smoking a cigar when the arabian asked the priest what resurrection was, the priest answered that there was no such thing. I am sitting at one of the tables with two nephews and we are painting. One of my nephews, the younger one, used too much water to paint his paper. "Let him spoil it, that way he will learn." I said.

A group of us are inside an old and very big warehouse; we are cleaning it and putting everything in order. We set everything up and fix a table where we are sitting at, we are making plans for something big and we are drinking. There are a lot of windows, we find out that someone is spying on us; we hide under the windows and start moving towards the exit. I come out of the warehouse and I’m armed with a cane which I use to attack the people who are smuggling their way in. A car passes by, I chase it and attack the passengers with my cane, they want to run me over. I’m holding a broken bottle of glass in my hands, there is an old lady with me, I’m not sure but I think she’s one of them. The battle is over and we are victorious. We are discussing the last points of our secret world domination plan; there are two possible options, random viral outbreak or tactical family reproduction, people vote for the second one. I will be in charge of recruiting new soldiers.

Two nights ago I dreamt a man hanging from a rope next to an underground well. A young and attractive woman was smiling. (repression) Last night I dreamt about some kind of elections between two canditates and there was this stuff about the antichrist. Someone said to me that there would be fraud. I was drawing colored figures on the floor when a nephew said they were gay; "no they aren't, they are groovy" I said. (cognitive dissonance)

Bought two toy guns to play with. Tied to a boy in chains or bondage clothes. Outdoors singing songs to an old love, she sings back to me. There are other people with us… Someone shoots us out of the blue, we are all armed and get into a bus. We are chasing another bus, the police interfere. (Super-Self) Our driver is the most reckless one, (It or Id) the bus we are riding smashes its way through a customs office. I’m at the beach with a hot girl. (repression) My family shows up. (Super-Self)

I don't remember what I dreamt two nights ago but I heard the name Metatron or some kind of trasliteration just before I woke up.

I was at an industrial warehouse or abandoned factory with three or four "gothic" friends.
I was wearing spiky hair and a scar was revealed.
This is only a small fraction of the dream I had two nights ago.

Act one:
We are at a party in a small house and I get into a small room where I find a couple of guys probably doing drugs or something. I pick up a bag that belongs to me and get out of that place but someone chases me.
Act two:
I'm walking in the streets when i see a lady supposed to give me a ride but she doesn't stop, at first I thought she didn't see me but then I realized she was playing tricks.
Act three:
It begins to rain hard, I'm speaking with a queer man and he tells me that I forgot to turn off the computer. I go back to the house and I find another nephew on his way to school, he's all wet and he's carrying a phone on his hand, he tells me not to worry. I get into the house and turn of the computer.
Act four:
A neighbor is outside speaking with a young girl. He tells her that he needs someone to take care of his dog. The man tells her she doesn't need to be there all the time, the girl accepts the job. The man gets too close to her, he flirts and starts getting touchy. The girl leaves. I can tell this man is rich because he has two servants or bodyguards.
Act five:
It's raining and I'm driving a car. I see a kitten outside my window.

I´m in a balcony and there are two terraces, one on the left and another one on the right.
A woman who looks like a man or a man who looks like a woman is with me and I don't know why, but I have the feeling it's my mom. (Oedipus Complex) It's hard to remember the conversation but if I'm not mistaken it sums up to this: one of the balconies is safe, the other one might lead to a fall. (Castration anxiety, Castration anxiety literally means the fear that one's penis will be chopped off, but more profoundly it may symbolize the child's fear that he will, like Oedipus lose his power and his love object as well - ie. his mother .)
Now that I think of it, the symbol of the mother has appeared in many of my previous dreams in the form of an ancient and terrible goddess but it's complicated because it confuses itself with my personal Anima, I must observe well and learn to differentiate.
Queen Māyā of Sakya was the birth mother of the historical Gautama Buddha, Siddhārtha of the Gautama gotra, and sister of Mahapajapati Gotami the first woman ordained by the Buddha. "Māyā" means "illusion" or "enchantment" in Sanskrit and Pāli. Māyā is also called Mahāmāyā ("great Māyā") or Māyādevī ("Queen, literally 'goddess,' Māyā").

I'm making plans to move to a small room downtown. We also seem to have a big house in the country.

I am driving a car in a small town and then I see some of students dressed up as cowgirls. (repression)
I get out of the car to say hi to them and then I'm introduced to three or four young girls, my nephew is with me.

I'm driving then a police officer (super-ego) makes me a sign to turn around, I do so and then stop. I get off the car and the police officer asks me to show him my credentials but they are all broken. I pick up a cristal bottle from the floor and music comes out of it, there are people listening.

There is a sense of wonder and then I say: "We should come here more often". I start flying.

I'm with my two nieces, we are climbing ladders and they are chasing me, I'm tring to make them fall.

When I woke up this morning I remembered my dream perfecty but I was so tired that I went back to sleep and I forgot almost everything. All I can remember is running back to work possibly from lunch or because someone called me. I see a line of cars and a couple of familiar faces on the street.