Dream Of Burger King Ritual Pond Harbor Bike Ride

The dreaming had started where I was with a younger version of my brother. It was dead of winter cold and dark outside. Before us was a burger King I specifically remembered that it was a burger King because of the purple burger King bags. It was snowy and my brother Clay and I where outside the burger King completely naked and young. We saw a ritual pond. The pond wasn't very deep with water but had a large layer of ice built up from the snow on the ground. I was so cold in the dream I started picking up snow from the ground and packing it on my body to try and retain a little bit of heat until the snow melted. Suddenly as I stepped into the ritual pond some of the ice broke. I fell in the shallow water on my back and the water was warm. Like a bath. I started to splash around yelling at my young brother that it was warm he should get in. I decided in the dream that I should make a snowboard out of the snow that had built up on various steps in this pond. I began trying to mold a snow board made of ice and snow but to no avail. I then decided to jump down a hill behind the burger King, down the hill was a harbor and on that harbor was a massive ship port. I jumped in humanly down the hill and landed near two guards. Those guards had dirt bikes. I began stealing one. I started to ride off after the guard hit me a few times. After pulling off the bike started pulling to the right. But I didn't crash my brother started running and cheering me on as the guards gave chase waving thier swords. I kept driving the sputtering of the motor from the bike was loud and snow bellowed up from each side of the wheels as I rode which splashed some of the cold up into my face. I reached a dead end which was a loading area to another level. I doubled past the guards which had belived I went through the portal to the other level and met up with my brother who had kept cheering me on about me running. Suddenly a darkness and anxiety washed over me. We rode the bike a bit more but realized the only way we could leave the area was through the portal to the next area. We didn't want to leave our bike behind and it disappointed us, my brother then found a small hole in a fence which looked to defy the laws of this worlds physics but it had a large text over it that told us to enter it. My brother looked at me and then smiled and walked through. When he did a lump in my throat formed as I knew that what he just entered lead to the same place as the other portal and no matter what choices we made as young children we still had to go to the next place in this dream world. I accepted my fate even though I wanted to stay I knew it wouldn't last forever. I walked through the secret passage. I then was transported to a large yellow walled building with checkers floors and I was standing infront of a large mirror with my brother Clay. We suddenly started changing in to deformed amalgamations of discusting creatures. I became as round as a ball with a large eye in the middle of my body and my limbs where all streached out and large and hairy. I wasn't able to see my brother but my soul was screaming. I then awoke To my mother. I was 25 years old and with my mom and my brother Noah and my wife. I had the most terrible nightmare. I began trying to explain and relive my dream telling my mom about my dream. She kept trying to stop me from discussing it as it was just a dream. I was shocked and sad nobody wanted to listen to my dream and help me find the meaning. I started trying to explain again each time I began explaining the dream I had got more foggy and unreliable. My mom started to explain to me that my brother from the dream was now coming to visit. My brother from the dream was also now calling himself a woman and dresses like a woman. I started to become frantic with anxiety. Upon arrival of my brother who came home from the army with all his stuff he showed up and I was supposed to spend the day with him. Trying to relive my dream. I began trying to choke him by putting him in a head lock and seemingly unphased by my attacks. He made remakes on my techniques and even criticized me on my abilities to attack him even though he is a woman. I began to grow frustrated trying harder and harder until I gave up. From that point I started to yell at him and cast him out but nothing that I did could get him to leave me be and leave me alone. I began to realize around this time that I was in some wierd dream scape again. An extremely odd world with was filled with bizarre wonders and physics defying buildings and structures. I started to sob. Clay showing me all his stuff his cloths, talking about mom. He began to unpack having a normal one sided conversation. He pulled out big boxes and inside them he had plastic bags filled with booklets of his personal drawings and art he made. I remember from this dream seeing them each one was crude like a young boy had drawn them. They where good drawing impressive for a 12-13 year old. I started flipping through the pages of some of the booklets and saw little pokemon and characters he had drawn along side a name and type. Even the hand writing was child like. Seeing the drawings sitting there seeing this child like stuff then made me feel overwhelmed with sadness for my brother. I didn't feel sad for myself or sad for him but this melancholy feeling began to make me writhe with the most overwhelming sadness that I have ever felt for another person in directly. I looked down at clays drawings and but at Clay who was closely watching my body language checking to see if I had approved of the art. My face remand blank but I had felt so incredibly sad and melancholy. I then woke up feeling frantic and scared.