Well if these dreams are parallel timelines because it felt like me (same personality) but with totally different skillsets than I seem to have in this life, I think I got involved in some karma because I ended up shooting a 6 year old boy 
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It is interesting to note that all of these dreams occured in what seemed to be modern day settings.
The first dream I was a police officer (swat?). We were going to raid an apartment where there were terrorist ties. I remember coming to the front door and setting up 10 feet away, and thinking that the plan we had in place was shaky. The commander decided since the only occupants of the apartment building was a teenager and a elementary school boy, whom we had evidence were also radicalized like the rest of their family, may be dangerous because there were also guns there. So the plan was to use the mother, father, and sister to open the front door to calm the kids down, because they were seemingly on board with avoiding further bloodshed. However, it didn't seem right that we had an armed swat officer right behind them like 2 feet away from the door along with 4 other heavily armed officers covering the doorway - it smacked of me too much like using them as human shields since they could get caught in the crossfire. But I thought maybe it would help avoid bloodshed since these are radicalized kids. The incident starts with the parents knocking and the door opens. The teenage kid comes screaming out in anger and has a handgun. No one fired. The kid fired at me and I think he hit my shoulder. We all return fire and I think the closest officer -the ones near the parents kills him. the family is screaming and crying and is splattered with blood. the adrenaline kicks in and I go into room clearing mode along with the other swat officers as we enter the apartment building. As I turn the corner of the hallway into another room is a 6 year old boy also screaming with anger and has a gun pointed at me - at my head from 6 feet away. I fire and hit him in the head and he is instantly killed. No one else is in the apartment and the operation is over. I'm totally shaken up and I have trouble talking to my partner on the ride home. I keep seeing in slow motion my bullet enter the kid's forehead as he dies and keep wondering why things had to come to this..
The next dream was happier. I was on a basketball team and we were playing in the championship. I owned hard. Stole the ball multiple times. Made two crucial baskets from the half court line. I basically was the mvp for the game. Everyone was praising me after I won but I just told them I was just playing my game and I had a good game.
The third dream...I can't remember at this time. But it was a different life as well...hmm.
It is interesting to consider that if the veil is gradually getting weaker, we would see it occur most reasonably in our dreams first, since that is already where the veil seems weakest. Or so they say.
.It is interesting to note that all of these dreams occured in what seemed to be modern day settings.
The first dream I was a police officer (swat?). We were going to raid an apartment where there were terrorist ties. I remember coming to the front door and setting up 10 feet away, and thinking that the plan we had in place was shaky. The commander decided since the only occupants of the apartment building was a teenager and a elementary school boy, whom we had evidence were also radicalized like the rest of their family, may be dangerous because there were also guns there. So the plan was to use the mother, father, and sister to open the front door to calm the kids down, because they were seemingly on board with avoiding further bloodshed. However, it didn't seem right that we had an armed swat officer right behind them like 2 feet away from the door along with 4 other heavily armed officers covering the doorway - it smacked of me too much like using them as human shields since they could get caught in the crossfire. But I thought maybe it would help avoid bloodshed since these are radicalized kids. The incident starts with the parents knocking and the door opens. The teenage kid comes screaming out in anger and has a handgun. No one fired. The kid fired at me and I think he hit my shoulder. We all return fire and I think the closest officer -the ones near the parents kills him. the family is screaming and crying and is splattered with blood. the adrenaline kicks in and I go into room clearing mode along with the other swat officers as we enter the apartment building. As I turn the corner of the hallway into another room is a 6 year old boy also screaming with anger and has a gun pointed at me - at my head from 6 feet away. I fire and hit him in the head and he is instantly killed. No one else is in the apartment and the operation is over. I'm totally shaken up and I have trouble talking to my partner on the ride home. I keep seeing in slow motion my bullet enter the kid's forehead as he dies and keep wondering why things had to come to this.
.The next dream was happier. I was on a basketball team and we were playing in the championship. I owned hard. Stole the ball multiple times. Made two crucial baskets from the half court line. I basically was the mvp for the game. Everyone was praising me after I won but I just told them I was just playing my game and I had a good game.
The third dream...I can't remember at this time. But it was a different life as well...hmm.
It is interesting to consider that if the veil is gradually getting weaker, we would see it occur most reasonably in our dreams first, since that is already where the veil seems weakest. Or so they say.