I'm standing in some kind of store/souvenir shop/bed and breakfast/museum of unique items or other, and I am with an acquaintance having a discussion. I find myself surprised to be showing regret that a family member has passed away recently and have some difficulty repeating the name to the friend as a result.
Soon this person appears and it is apparent he is a "ghost". After greeting and talking, at one point I asked him "why not play a practical joke on some people if you are really dead"? (All through life this person displayed a love of playing (mostly harmless) practical jokes, but in this instance he was much more serious and subdued, presumably because he had bigger fish to fry in the spirit realm. He was noticeably more mature and humble than his usual self). I was reminded that he is "dead but not really dead".
We watch a screen together (that is not really even a screen) wherein our old, younger selves are displayed reliving previous experiences. I make the remark that we looked rather gay together and that if I was someone else, and didn't know any better, I would certainly think we were both gay.
After a laugh, the relative went into some details, explaining how the past played out as it did in certain ways based on fear and childhood abuse. I was then shown four selves that were over-laid on top of each other and then pulled out slightly (like a selected costume in a video game). Each of these selves were like Roman warriors, but each one was also hollowed out, like that of a shell. This represented the limitation placed on him/division within through life circumstances and the "warrior essence" that was his true strength/aspect of himself.
Fast-forwarding ahead, the dream tails off into something else wherein I am walking along a dirt trail on a mountain-side or edge of a cliff. The dirt and rocks begin to give way and I, along with other individuals, fall down to the lower area where some people below are walking next to a river on a path, however my fall is slowed and I realize that I can actually fly and travel wherever I want to go, which is often the case in my dreams.
A parting message from the relative as I awake is "Seig Heil!", which is accompanied by parade-like music. This is a form of sarcasm of sorts relating to that part of society (current or future) that represents domination and control.