When I was young - between 9 and 11, I'd say - I had this crazy dream... It was one of the most vivid dreams I've ever had, still to this day I remember it crystal clear. I ask for assistance in two areas - one being an interpretation of my dream, especially in relation to the alignment coming into place, and returning to a mentality in which I can remember my dreams again. I appreciate any and all input very much.
I'm in the rafters of a red barn, about four blocks north from where I live[d] (in this reality). There is nothing but hay strewn about below, a few partially degraded bales. I'm playing with some dolls or toys with my cousins (children and adults I grew up with, visiting every summer), when three men dressed in military garb enter. Two lower ranking officials enter through the large, square entrance to the south and the third, the highest ranking officer, enters through the north large, square entrance. The ranking officer tells the other two officials that my father is #1 enemy of the state and must be tracked down at all costs (I grew up listening to my dad talk about 'conspiracy theories' and the darker truths behind our government, so I can connect that with this theme involving the military. My dad was also in many political battles with local city judges around this time and that conflict was something expressed to me, so that may also play a contributing part to this theme. Just my thoughts). The ranking officer exits the way he entered and the other two officials start walking north and leave my view, which had been watching this exchange through a small, square hole in the rafter. I know the officials are coming to find me, so I quickly explain to my family members not to ask me any questions, just to take 'this rope' and leave the rafters by swinging through the square hole, down to the pile of hay on the ground and run, which they begin doing. I turn around and run down an angled ladder (heading North) onto a small, square platform about 3.5-4ft off the ground with no walls, but a thin, worn down, wooden door and frame. By the time I'm on this plat form there is one official in front of me (about to open the door) and one to my left, who could easily jump up to the platform, but doesn't for some reason. I get to the door (I had the intention of locking it, as if this would keep me safe) just in time to see it opened, the first official standing on the ground facing me at the end of another small ladder. He begins to 'grill' me in a short and abrupt tone, asking me where my dad is, telling me he is the #1 enemy of the state and if I don't tell them where he is, they're going to arrest me. I refuse to give them any information, simply saying, "I don't know where he is!", then they leave with intention to return. I run down the smaller ladder, now on the floor of the barn, facing north west and my dad steps into the north facing barn entrance, smiling at me with the most peaceful, graceful smile (one I do not ever recall being on my dad's face, but it might have been one he looked at me with when I was an infant... not sure. This smile gave me a feeling of calm, with underlying unease). I walk toward him telling him these military officials were just looking for him and they were going to arrest him, but he didn't say anything, just smiled at me and raised his left hand to point out side of the north entrance. I walk past him (and from here on he has disappeared for all my brain knows), looking up, onto a street running through an enormous apartment complex (which does exist in this reality four blocks away from me - just not the barn). It's night time, and I'm looking at the stars, when suddenly from the West came a very bright, tailed celestial body, which was conveyed to me in this dream as being Earth. It passed a few planets and "melted" or "faded" into 'Earth's place', with Venus and Mercury directly in front and the other planets lined up directly behind Earth. I did not see the Sun, however, in this alignment. At this point, I felt this huge, pounding surge of energy in my chest, like I wasn't breathing, though I did not feel suffocated. I looked down and saw down this road people coming out of their apartments pointing up at the sky. Some where screaming and falling to the ground, while others were running around in a frenzy, and some just stood frozen in awe. Then a thought was conveyed to me (my young mind)... this was the end of the world.
About two or three months ago I was battling with myself over loyalties to other beings and was becoming very drained and almost perpetually exhausted ( I thought it was due to these impressive energies attempting to force me into a box, however, I still continue to be perpetually tired ). I wanted to stop dreaming because I thought I might get some peace and much craved mental/emotional rest. As had been my entire life up until that point, I would dream every night and remember at least most of all the dreams I had in photographic detail. It took me a week or two, but I finally WILLED myself not to (at least) remember my dreams and had one night of total darkness while I 'slept'. The following six days I would see, maybe, a flicker of an image when I woke up from a night's rest, but all I could recall after being awake for a few seconds, was blackness. Through this week, I realized the mistake I had made and how I wasn't feeling any more rested and attempted to will myself back to remembering my dreams. I've been struggling with this every day since and only in the last two weeks have I been able to remember a small portion of one dream I had. I do not know what to do to return to the ease I had of recalling my dreams, aside from attempting to will myself ... to do it again. Any advice will not go unheard. Thank you, in advance.