What are sport dreams about?

for the first time in days i got eight hours+ of sleep ,i dreamed that i was taken hostage by a group of armed men with masks on. they put i gun to my head and order me to help them burn down the high school i had once attended i poured kerosene out in all of the hallways ,then with a gun to my head lit it on fire. i ended up being arrested and charged with arson and no one believe what i told them about being held hostage. i was thrown in prison after being found guilt. i was told i was anti-intellectual ,anti-science ,and a threat to human development. while in prison other people falsely accused started to be look up with me,they all attended the same church as me. by the time i was finally release from jail the whole country had gone downhill morally. drug use was so common it was considered strange to not do drugs,hardcore porn was on broadcast TV and murders were frequent and the only punishment for killing people was a fine. rich men traveled the streets hunting homeless people for sport.finally on top of all of this pedophilia had been legalized and i was thrown in jail again for using pedophobic language by openly Marxist government officials. while out on bail awaiting trial i noticed that everyone else around me had a mark of their hand or forehead of 666. the America flag was changed and the stars were replaced with baphomet. then the US president appeared on TV(a different president than Trump). the seal of the US was replaced with a upside down pentagram he proclaimed that in the US from that day forward do as thou wilt would be the whole of the law,and that all Christians were to be rounded up and deposed of . shortly after that i was taken to a giant camp surrounded with barbwire fences. it was barracks to keep us in,a giant gas chamber for killing us and furnaces to burn the bodies where i was forced to work as slave labour. the furnaces burned night and day.just when it looked like the last of us would die,there was a deafeningly loud trumpet blast the scattered windows around the world and angels appeared to carry us away from that horrible place. we traveled east over the east coast,across the Atlantic over numerous countries,including traveling over Tokyo ,Japan(the last one i recognized). then we flew over a huge iceberg and continued on over more lands and countries i had never seen before then finally we arrived a a garden. i was told it was eden.then my body was transformed from a old person that i was in this part of the dream into a younger and much more beautiful version of me. i was also naked but completely unashamed and i was allowed to enter into eden.there i walked with God in the cool of the day and lived as Eve would have if she had not rebelled. outside of the garden God began to rain destruction on the whole Earth. instead of repenting they cursed God .finally God said that it was time for his finally judgment and he killed them all creating a giant lake from their blood. next he transformed the whole earth into a garden like eden and we(all the Christians)lived in paradise. there was no more sadness,guilty,and absolutely no shame.after that i woke up disappointed it was only a dream.

I have this dream almost weekly and it’s starting to dive me crazy. For background I’m a backcountry ski junkie, surfer, climber and general adventure sports enthusiast. I’m my dream I’m either riding a motorcycle or skiing or in a car. I see a big jump and decide to send. I hit it too fast and end up launching so high that I know I’m going to die when I land. I always wake up before I hit the ground. What does this mean?

In my dream I saw an old man I had never seen before. I was in school changing my clothes in the locker room. That old man was dressed in sports clothes. He was tired but looked very strong (especially mentally strong). He asked me a pointless question about when one class started. I answered very kindly that I don't know. I had never heard of that class and I had actually never heard that word before. Therefore I don't remember what he said. Then he smiled and it felt like he asked that question just to make sure whether it was really me. So I guess that question isn't that important. But my answer was enough for him to realise it was me. After smiling, he said my name very clearly ( I guess he did it to fully point my attention to him). And then he said that if I want my life to be better and easier I have to press sausages into my head ( I know that sounds weird). Then he started pressing his fingers to his head and then my mom woke me up. It seemed so strange that my mom woke me up exactly at that time because he was about to say something else to make his idea more clear (btw there is no school so there is no exact time to wake up).
I found that old man symbolizes giving advice in daily problem and fingers symbolize dealing with the details of life, dexterity in handling life's tasks and challenges, capability and adeptness.
The interesting thing is that I set myself a big life goal for 2018 in new years eve. And the meaning of fingers and old man are closely related to my life goal. But still, it seems hazy to me. Should I put my life tasks and goals into my head to achive it? Any help ????

I'd love you to help me understand this dream, it's just a scene actually:

A sport touring motorcycle that had a flag attached to its storage compartment was going into a lake like if that was the normal way of driving, in an absolutely natural and calm way.

1) I couldn't see who was driving it, but I know for sure it was a masculine energy.
2) The flag that was attached pertains to the country of someone that I love.
3) The energy of the dream was totally flowing and fine, I just was watching this scene and didn't think that was happening anything weird while the motorcycle was going into the lake.

Well, dream images are symbolic and since I can't really understand the meaning of this scene, I'd love any insight / impressions of your much wiser minds :)

Thank you in advance!

This happened about a year ago. I would love your thoughts. To start off I'll say that this dream was incredible vivid and detailed and still stands out in my mind when I think of it. It's more like a memory than a dream.

The dream:

I am standing in someone's yard, a family's. They are having what looks like a yardsale. There is stuff everywhere. It's the kind of sale you'd have when you're changing houses or moving a long way away.

The family consists of 3 people, all Caucasian. It feels like a south east location just due to the trees and surroundings. The mom is in her mid to late 30's, wearing a sports shirt with numbers (team jersey), she has a curly hair maybe. It's a bit of a mess and makes me think of her being a single mom. Her 2 sons are late teens or in their mid 20's. Nothing unique really stands out about them except their eyes and smile. Something about them just seems generous or welcoming.

I'm looking around the sale and end up talking to the mom for a bit. We make random conversation and she seems glad that someone is just speaking to her. She tells me they have a long way to go. They don't really want to but they have to. She gives me a half smile. As we're talking, I glance to the sale and see Transformers toys. (As I kid, I loved these and as an adult I have a small collection of them.) I'm looking at the figures and one of the son's comes up and says, "I don't need these anymore. You can have them." I'm shocked and ask, "Really?" He just smiles and says yes.

That's when I just sort of notice that the only people around are the mom and 2 sons, me, and my friend D. She's sitting on a flat bed hooked up to a vehicle. She tells me, "We need to go now. You don't belong here. They have to leave." I take a look back and the yard sale stuff is gone. There is a slight fog rolling in. I sit on the flat bed next to her, and for the first time I notice people next to her, a couple of men and a lady but they have no features I could remember and they're not the family. We drive away and the fog gets thicker the further we go.

When I wake up, I can't move. I see 3 white figures standing in my corner staring at me. One is taller than the other 2. The 2 shorter ones are slightly different heights. I can't make out features but I know they were looking at me. I was more confused then scared but I felt a sense of sadness from them. I don't know how long I just stared at them but I blinked and they were gone. I sat up in my bed and realized it was early morning.

My friend D. is convinced I somehow reacted with someone who had died during the night but I'd love to hear some other opinions.