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I had this dream where I had a spaceship and I was searching through all these systems for the lost battlefleet of Jesus Christ. I found a battlecruiser from the derelict fleet, and, after analyzing the navigational computer, computer had information on the location of a world where Jesus was king. I went there, and when I arrived there was like a city with wooden walls, like a warrior type tribal city. The guards took me up to the palace, a wooden pyramid-like building, and into a modest throne room. Jesus was there on the throne, but he looked more like Conan than Jesus. (Conan the Barbarian, not the late night talk show host.) That's where the dream ended. (I blame Battlestar Galactica and Conan.)
I had another dream where these aliens were taking all these humans around in space ships, basically showing us all how awesome the galaxy was. They were giving us technology and all their works of art and poetry and stuff. It was a bunch of different alien races, all highly evolved and peaceful. But then after snooping around I figured out what they were really up to. See, it turns out all these advanced races had culled their numbers down to a few hundred thousand each, in order to travel the stars rather than support large, sustaining civilizations. And then these giant crab people aliens were like rampaging the galaxy, and they were really trying to recruit humans into fighting the crab people for them. (I blame Mass Effect)
In this other dream, I was a psychologist/inventor, and I had this weird TARDIS-like time machine. I used it to have conversations with these three people: a young evangelical preacher who was about to kill himself over his struggles with his homosexuality, a veteran who was about to go on a clocktower style shooting spree, and a teenage girl who was about to attempt to perform a self abortion. But I was really like a mad scientist, because my time machine was powered by the madness and torment these people were experiencing. And so I couldn't really help them, I could only study what drove their madness. (No fucking clue where this one came from.)
I had this other really intense, detailed dream that was kinda like Fringe meets Half Life meets Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. It was like an underground lab at a university where these two weird people, who were either aliens or government agents (or both) gave a select group of students some weird, non-Euclidean/Newtonian technologies to attempt to reverse engineer, in order to train them to fight aliens from another dimension. Then the aliens from the other dimension opened a portal, or maybe it accidentally opened ala Half Life, and they attacked the school. I got put in isolation after the attack, and then when I got out a few months later they were building a new school, only now it was overtly to fight the aliens instead of just some cover lab.
In this other dream I was trying to infiltrate this mansion where Mitt Romney was speaking, and I ran away from these guards in suits (secret service looking types) who were chasing me down some hallways. I stole a golf cart and drove it all around the perimeter. But the guards were actually these weird evil Mormon robots who spoke this weird language with only two words but different tonal inflections.
Oh, I had this dream about this weird survival type video game, sorta like a DayZ clone but with an actual fucking point, where there were these 3 flying sanctuary cities, and you had to parachute off the edge of the flying cities onto the continent below. You used a scanner to mark supplies and resource locations like mines, and then these cool flying drones would come and pick up the supplies and take them back to the cities. You would get paid with credits for the stuff you marked, which you could use to buy better guns and equipment to survive on the ground longer, and you could also just find loot. The surface had some animals and some renegade robots trying to kill you. Obviously the 3 cities were at war, and the city that got more supplies eventually could buy vehicles that let them assault the enemy cities. Then the game ended.