What are jury member dreams about?

I had a dream where i was being presented to a godlike judge in a courtroom that matched the huge size of the judge. The judge resembled blue diamond from steven universe but it looked like her whole body was made of black void and stars. She also seemed to be somewhere around 50 feet tall (maybe more idk). There was also a jury of normal sized being who were made of black void without stars. I was told before hand by human receptionists that i was being presented to the judge so she can open my soul in order to find evidence of something (idk what for). The receptionists seemed anxious or worried and they told me that the judge was scared to open my soul. This also seemed to be some sort of coming of age thing. Like once i meet a certain point in my life the judge opens my soul. The judge opened my soul and it switched to a 3rd person perspective of the jury floating through my soul. My soul in this dream is hard to describe. It resembles what it looks like when you close your eyes. The space is filled with so much color so close together that when you look at it all together it looks slightly dull. It also had more reddish purple under tones. The jury was looking through floating information pods to find the evidence. However, when the jury started opening pods, they would seperate and start bouncing around in my soul, harming the jury. The jury went out of my soul frantically and the dream ended.
Ive never dreamed of anything like this before and it would be nice to read some interpretations.

I dreamed of going to my childhood friends house. They were the age I last knew them. I had to stay overnight and I had to bring my cats. I was no longer physically disabled but I still struggled carrying things. I had to leave my cats and bring my litter boxes home first . When I returned nana (old friend) was acting weird . She told me I’d have to return another day. So I did, over and over . Realizing She kidnapped my cats I started attempting break ins and begging her family to help who ignored me. She eventually gave me back one stating that he poops too much anyway. She was just tricking me to get me to leave. I took Harvey home but wouldn’t give up on Tod. I could tell he wasn’t being cared for . She didn’t have any of his medical food or even litter boxes. Whenever I broke in I couldn’t find him. I knew she didn’t really want him she just knew I did and the more I pushed she pulled just to hurt me. I took her to court and the jury was voting after she refused to speak and I gave a long beautiful one . Yet people were still voting for her over me! Some of her friends where on the jury n didn’t care about Tod . It was just what she wanted . I woke up hysterical

TL; DR: last month I had an almost post-apocalyptic dream where when you die you have the opportunity to get a redo at life and come back to make a change in a darker era

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Everyone who chooses this and opts to protect the reborn souls has their own sort of code names, inspired by the gods and you were paired up as a team (ex: Thor was this badass dude who drove around in a jeep and Mjolnir was his partner and he was super buff and they beat the snot outta bad people)

There was this renegade type character who went by the code name Reaper and he took it upon himself to be judge/jury/executioner and brutally massacred the ones who went down a destructive path yet again in their new life.

He mistakenly killed a few innocents as well but was shortly taken out by a weird shop keeper who played a flute and manipulated clay animals with it. He put Reaper to sleep and the clay animals ‘devoured’ him apparently (it was hilariously weird)

I think I died by being drugged. I was in this bar/restaurant and I remember being really hot and I was visiting a couple friends. I told one of them I was in a lot of pain and couldn’t take it anymore and she gave me these pills and said they would help. I popped them in my mouth without even thinking twice.

Next thing I know, I’m stumbling around the bar, sweating profusely and thinking it’s just the heat and that I’m sick. One of the waitresses knew me and she pulled me towards the bathroom asking if I wanted to wash up. I laughed and asked her if I really looked that bad. She looked incredibly concerned and so I just followed her into the women’s bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. When I noticed my reflection in the mirror, I had an incredibly sullen expression and my eyes were a weird color. She pointed to my chest and said she could see my veins, and my vision was blurry so I tore off my shirt and sure enough, my whole chest looked like spider veins were spreading out all over the place. I was trying not to panic and she pulled me over to this weird machine that you just had to stand in front of and breathe on and it would check your blood pressure/O2 levels. Needless to say, both were through the roof. I was trying not to panic but started hyper ventilating and she said when the veins met above my heart, something bad would happen. And they were rapidly getting closer and closer to meeting. She called in this herbalist of sorts and they had me lay down and she started to heat up a long needle. The herbalist told me I was likely going to feel a sharp pinch and stuck it in my foot near one of the veins. Surprisingly enough, I didn’t even flinch until she hit it and then I just suddenly blacked out.

I’m guessing I died because when I woke up, I wasn’t me anymore. I looked completely different, felt much healthier, and all I could remember was hearing familiar voices briefly echoing in my head saying that they were sure I had been drugged and they were trying to find the culprit. I was watching my own memories somehow and when I saw them questioning the woman who gave me the pills, she was saying she didn’t know anything other than I was trying to steal her purse and get her medications or something. I’m pretty sure Reaper served her his just dues at some point.

After some time, I forgot about my past life and focused on trying to help Thor and the others keeping the reborn souls safe. I woke up when my partner and I were trying to convince Thor that everything we did wasn’t in vain.

Pretty sure my code name was Athena but I didn’t know who my partner’s name was, he reminded me of my best friend irl though with his height/hair.

A couple of nights ago I watched an episode of Law & Order and ended up having a dream I was on Jury Duty. Things were kind of normal, until my actual alarm went off. The thing is, I couldn't hear the repeated buzzing, but it was still somewhat effecting my dream, so the lawyer is talking to the guy who was on trial and all of the sudden the lawyer just goes,

"Let's face it, you're GUILTY, GUILTY, GUILTY, GUILTY,-"

The lawyer just started screaming and repeating the word at the top of his lungs non-stop. Even dream-me just practically begging for the lawyer to just shut up.

So ill start by saying that I've lucid dreamed before in the past, but normally I'll be aware for a very brief time before I awake. This was different though. What was also different is that a majority of it was first person.

It started as a dream of going abroad to another country with a friend. He started with me to ask a grandparent of his for advice, who told him to bugger off and we ended up paying to go into some weird shady bar. What followed was almost like a weird narration segment in a voice I couldn't place, telling me that "at the end of their ropes, they found a goal to work towards." The pov changed to almost a cinematic cut of jury rigging an engine for a boat.

Fast forward and we're explorers crossed with couriers, making and using unconventional boats to travel to countries and apparently working to transport supplies for military expeditions. Flew on a glider for a bit through the snow and ended up back at the town I started in, even though the trip made no sense. It was then that my brain clicked it was a dream.

After being driven home by a mutual friend in the dream, I got home to reveal that my place had been cleared out, and when he said I had moved out of there years before I revealed that it was all a dream. He didn't believe me and left, telling me I was insane.

Trying to convince him as he stormed out I noticed the receptionist, and noticed that his arms were mechanical armatures. Talking to him and telling him that it was a dream I remember he said "yeah it is, but its not yours." Before someone came in, a random character from the town before (I remembered their form from earlier but they weren't someone I knew).

They started yelling that I would not stop their story, and when i threatened to will myself to wake up they did something (I don't remember exactly, but I think it was a bite out of my neck), and pulled something yellow and ephemeral from the wound, like smoke, and I fell to the ground. I started to fade from consciousness in the dream. And the next thing I know I wake up.

It was weird, while I know being attacked in a dream isn't anything different, the fact that some random person demanded I not wake up to not cut their story short was extremely weird and stuck with me. Between that and how rarely I dream these days, thought it was worth sharing.

Tl;dr: wacky dream adventure happened, I became aware, told two people its a dream, one didn't believe me and one did, and then someone came to stop my self awareness from ruining their story.