Background

For the last few days, I have just been feeling very discouraged and demoralized. I haven’t been productive in improving this site. I have been fearful of my dreams coming false and just wasting time watching dumb videos on YouTube and feeling sad. I guess I wish I could just have external validation for making this website from friends/family, rather than only the opposite. I’m tired of feeling embarrassed. Why should I try to help people who don’t even want my help?

Which is all to say that I have been very selfish, lazy, doubtful, spiteful, and feeling sorry for myself. Which is sinful, and I know my nature isn’t very awesome, and I am sorry. Thus, part of this dream is a response to my prayers expressing doubt and a response to my lousy attitude. Lord, I am sorry that I have been like this, please help me to become better, in Christ’s name.

The Dreams

Helpful UFOs

I had this odd dream of UFOs helping people during the tribulation. In the dream, as you increased devotion to the gospel – starting with confirming your faith – UFOs would start helping you (I think the UFOs had the typical disklike shape). As your devotion increases, you would then go inside the UFOs and become part of it. Moreover, in both scenarios, whether you were in the UFOs or were helped by them, either way you would somehow level up by increasing devotion. I also remember seeing a map that looked like it came from a game which showed how the country had largely fractured into many incoherent regions.

In the dream I also was at an activity for the young men in my church’s congregation (the Mormon church). In part of it, I went to a store and helped purchase for the young men these sorts of artifacts that represented spiritual accomplishments. I remember that when I was at the front checking out the objects, when I bought objects for myself I spent my own money, but when I bought objects for my twin brother, he had to use his own money to fulfill the purchase. I also remember that some of the artifacts were stones, but one was a mask for just the top part of your face which was made of straw.

Somehow, I knew that the mask represented the priesthood and that you needed the mask before getting other objects. Moreover, for some reason the mask should be reacquired when you move to a new location; I also knew that the mask had to be given to you by spiritual leaders, not bought with your own money.

I also dreamt that at this activity with the young men, we took pictures, and there was distress over how the pictures made it look like the wrong person was the leader.

Smaller Scenes

I imagined that seeking revelation was like swimming into the ocean and trying to catch a fish. This symbolizes how seeking revelation has risks, how sometimes it yields nothing, but also how sometimes the acquired revelations are much bigger than expected – just like how when you fish, you don’t know if you will get no fish, a little fish, or a huge fish.

I dreamt of a celebrity like unto Ellen DeGeneres who went onto a small religious podcast and got a lot of attention.

Called Back to Fight

I dreamt a religious professor came to my house to give me (and just me) this test where I was to write a code in whatever coding language I wanted estimating the number of days until the end of the world. The test was administered via instructions on a USB, of which instructions were vague, though I felt confident in myself.

Then there was this scene where I went to the front yard of someone else’s house and joined a sort of magical fight during Halloween. I was paired with someone else and we both could shoot electricity with our hands. We opposed a pair of people who could use their hands to bring fire, and another pair who had the ability to open portals to hell. Halfway through the fight, I ran away because I was losing and scared, but then returned and we won.

I then went through this scene once more: it just felt like my powers weren’t as powerful as the other teams, so I ran away. When I got back to my house, I felt ashamed, and I thought my religion professor was disappointed. My dog then tried to pull me back to the fight, as well as a friend who kept on repeating that I was called back to the fight. To this, I kept on asking him “why?”, but don’t remember him responding to my question. I then acquiesced and walked back, though I felt I would lose. I then had the insight that I had been using my power wrong – I had been trying to conjure electricity from myself, but if I called it down from the heavens as lightning it would be far more powerful than the powers of the opposing teams.

Discussion

I think this dream is encouraging me to not give up in my spiritual journey and to seek more help from heaven.