A Hacker Hacks God
I was vacationing in Japan in a strange, three-storied hotel on the third floor. I had my cat, Switch with me. We went outside by the pool so Switch could wander around a bit. The hotel was tiered in such a way the area below us was the pool area of the lower level, and then the other level below it; pyramid-shaped is what I’d say it was. Anyway, Switch decided while I wasn’t looking to jump down to the floor below us. I heard him meowing and saw him below. It wasn’t too far down, so I encouraged Switch to jump up to me. He tried, but he was a foot or two short of reaching the balcony. I jumped down and grabbed him.
The dream skips to me walking into a mall. Some brown-haired, bowl-cutted guy with glasses walking around in the same area decided to change everyone’s perception of the Christian God. So, he suddenly appeared in the clouds above, and I saw him fiddling with red wires. Within seconds, everyone around me had rays of blue light flashing out of and obscuring their eyes and the inside of their mouths. The same was happening to me. I could feel my head vibrating uncomfortably. I then started having a vision. I saw the Simpsons. Some random episode was playing in my head. The hacker was replacing our memories and ideas of God with episodes of the Simpsons to use as a new religion of sorts, or perhaps he was just being a massive troll.
I had a strong will power, so it did not affect my perception, but I could still see the images. When the images were gone, everyone around me stood, looking confused, as if they did not know where they were. I walked up to as many people around me as I could and said to each of them, “Be skeptical. Question everything,” hoping they would not immediately adopt some new Simpsons-related religion.
The dream then skips to me driving my boyfriends car. I’m in the front of a line of cars waiting for a light to turn green to make a protected left turn at a busy intersection. I was staring at my phone for a long while waiting for the light. When I looked up, the light was green. “Oh shit,” I said, and I sped forward. However, as soon as I hit the gas, the light turned red with no yellow in between. Essentially, I had just held up all the people behind me and then ran a red light. No one followed after I drove through, and I checked in my rear view mirror for cops. There was an cop SUV at the intersection. I was freaking out, wondering if I was about to get pulled over.
I drove for a short while with no issues, but then I saw police lights flashing in my rear-view mirror. I slowed down, but the car passed me, thankfully. I came up to some traffic, but saw a way around the cars, so I tried to drive around them on the right until I realized I’d just pulled up onto and was driving on the sidewalk. I saw a cop standing on the sidewalk, so I decided to be honest. I stopped and said, “I’m driving on a sidewalk, arean’t I?” I was so embaressed my face was on fire.
“You are, but you can just pull back onto the street right here,” he said. I was relieved he wasn’t going to ticket me, but I was embaressed all the same.
The strangest part was, when I woke up from the dream, I was weirdly shaken. I heard a noise in the kitchen (which was probably just the cat) and I jumped a bit, feeling a bit scared afterward. Pretty odd reaction for something that wasn’t even a nightmare.
