Conquering the Forces of Darkness

Alright, so I'm sure you guys remember how I said something attacked me and left marks on my back? No doubt a demon manifest in my subconscious, causing psychosomatic symptoms to emerge in the form of a rash on my ventral side.
I spent the week in a mental hospital, suffering from suicidal and homicidal ideations, as well as crippling depression.
I had a dream two nights ago that I was on the moon. I was at the lunar lander, standing next to the American flag. My dog, Travis, was with me. We began walking about the surface of the moon, finding old baseballs, mirrors, and cardboard boxes. Eventually we came to a massive mound of cardboard boxes with mirrors and baseballs in them. I looked around and saw myself in a large mirror that was on its side. I was wearing a space suit, but knew I was dreaming so I took off my helmet. I felt the intense heat of the sun on my face and quickly put the helmet back on, but raised my protective visor instead. I look back to the mountain of cardboard and shine my spotlight on it. There was a face staring back at me, an alien face. The grey quickly disappeared and reappeared at my side, and attempts to take control of my body.
I awake from the dream and enter another dream, this time I'm in my house, talking feverishly to my mom; "I know what that thing was that attacked me! It's a grey!"
I'm back on the moon, ripping the grey from my body. It keeps coming back, but I keep tearing it out and throwing it violently to the ground. I'm getting weaker, but so is it, and just as it tries to swoop in for the kill I'm transported to another dream;
I'm talking to my sister. "Hey Ryann! I almost killed an alien!"
"What? Oh no! Is it ok?"
"No, no, it was trying to kill ME!"
I'm back on the moon, with renewed vigor. I power up, ala Dragonball Z, and force the alien back with my new found might.
"Ka...me...HA...ME...!" The alien streaks toward me, almost too fast to see, and then "HAAAA!!!" Goku's and Gohan's faces appear in my astronaut helmet as a HUD. After I cripple the alien with my kamehameha, I activate Goku and Gohan and kill it with their combined might.
I then see a plaque that reads: Max Haburi Cha. I translate it in my dream to read Max Power Tea, as if I had ascended to a level beyond myself upon the defeat of the malevolent grey. It made sense, I felt power, and I like tea.
Today, I looked up "haburi" and "cha". Haburi means Influence, Plumage, and Power. Cha means Tea.
My DBZ nerd ways paid off in my dream, and honestly when I awoke the following day I felt much more myself, much more sane, and with a great weight lifted from my shoulders. I believe I killed a negative aspect of myself.

 

Is your sister hot?

 

I'm not the person to ask. Though, if you were to ask if she was attractive, I would say yes.

 

Hook a brother up.

 

I hate to break this to you, but she's currently married and has a kid; my nephew.

 

Be a bit odd if the kid wasn't your nephew.

 

Yeah, I know. I mean, he could not be my nephew if he was adopted.
Whatever the case, I should've thought of that before posting the obvious. I actually spoke as though you knew of him previously, though I've probably never spoken of my nephew here. Then again, I may have.

 

Your power level went over 9000?!?!

 

Bahaha! You're classic, Gross.

I totally have had a similar dream, where I hadukaned a wee demon over the horizon with great will, and woke up free of an invisible burden.

Without knowing exactly what the hell it all means, let me say, Good work on the psychic battle, bro.

 

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Oh my God Muro...that brings me back haha. My dreams are becoming more lucid, and I hope to battle more negative entities with my new-found confidence.

 

God damn...my wish to fight more negative entities was granted. In fact, it was the same entity I thought I banished.
Last night I dreamt that pot gave me super powers, as in flight, super speed, super strength, fun stuff that basically would equate me to a comic book hero. I spent most of my dream flying around my old neighborhood talking to friends, saying I was dedicating my life to fighting injustice and I'd do anything I could to make the world a better place. Then I felt the need to go back to my old house in Saylorsburg, PA, so I flew there and the house was in shambles. Some sort of caustic soap was flooding the house, and I went inside and found all of the animals I ever loved in the house, with chemical burns from the soap. I was horrified. Then the weather changed and it was suddenly winter, and I was putting the cats outside, when one of them (which I didn't recognize) bit me. It ran off, and then the other cats ganged up on it and started beating the living shit out of it. I was actually glad my cats were fighting this unknown cat that bit me for no reason. Then an animal control expert came into my yard and started detaining all of the animals. "Oh, this is a horrible place for pets, you've got caustic materials leaking into the house and hurting the poor things. I'm going to take them away now."
So I go inside, and something is horribly wrong. There's blood everywhere. Pieces of my pets are strewn about the house, and stuck to the screen door, and thrown all about the pool deck. But the animals are still somehow alive. I go out onto the pool deck and try to survey the damage, trying to figure out what I need to do to make this horrible dream go away. I walk over to the fence around the pool deck and see there are human parts all around the house, and I notice the face of a woman. A black man appears next to me and grabs the woman's face, and licks it.
"Why the hell are you here?! Why did you do that?!" I ask, exasperated.
"Ha ha ha...I thought that would get your attention."
He slowly turns into the damned alien I killed on the moon, so I power up and launch a kamehameha at him. He dodges it and strikes me. I feel like I'm going to die, but I try to regain my composure by saying "It's just a dream. I can do this."
He says in response, "Oh, this isn't 'just a dream.'" I summon my will and launch a generic ki blast to slow him down, which works, and then I start concentrating on one of Piccolo's attacks, the Makkankosanpo (or Special Beam Cannon as it's called in the dub). I miss initially, but I'm able to control the spiraling death ray and redirect it behind the alien, who's still reeling from the ki blast I hit him with before. I recognize that he's the one who made my dream into a nightmare, and I'm stunned. I thought I killed him before, but he came back. The special beam cannon appeared to have killed him again this time, but now I'm concerned. It was much harder to kill him this time, and he made me so weak with the single strike he landed...I'm not doing any substances, I haven't for two weeks. I don't know what caused this dream. I noticed the moon was closer to the earth than normal in the dream. It was at least six times larger than it appears in the sky.
I know the moon can mean something hidden, a mysterious potential I have yet to discover.
Aliens are supposed to represent the unknown, or dark and negative aspects of one's personality.
I woke up exhausted. I don't think I'm done with this alien.

 

So you got a thing against black people...

 

Actually I think it's a coincidence that he was black and an alien. If anyone would turn into an alien, it would be a white guy, to me. I don't have a problem with people of darker skin, and if it means anything my last name means "dark skinned."

 

My last name means "thank you very much for the unsolicited information."

And who are you to tell me the meaning of your last name, anyway!

 

This is all very intriguing; thanks for sharing.

Despite the horror, this latest installment is a generally auspicious dream, as it shows you are feeling more powerful and ready to confront your problems.

I may be off the mark here, but you may like to consider this insight: the monster in our dreams is often a buried part of ourselves. Me and my monster have made our peace a while ago now, and I've been quite comfortable in the dreamland ever since.