Hello to everyone out there. This dream happened only a few days ago, it is the motivation behind joining this forum.
To start off with, i would like to mention that for the first half of this dream (2 parts) I wasn't actually in it. I was merely the observer of what was going on.

The dream was about a guy who had contracted HepC and was to have a very short life expectancy. He was in a bar talking to a man who was very much older, he had very white hair and a slight beard to match. The man who had contracted HepC was discussing with him over a beer about how he had discovered that Particles contain information. How he could tap into everything around him, obtain information, know about people he had never met and other kind of telekinesis/psychic fun stuff. From talking to the man about it and teaching him ways he could tap into it himself, people from all around the world became to understand this as well. Although the guy was an enigma to everyone else but his drinking pal, he became a god of sorts. More and more people were becoming connected with each other and everyone. As though they didn't know him personally he was praised bya lot of people as they were thankful for the perception change and a new understanding of life.
So things got interesting for this beloved man. It was rumoured that he was to take god's place when he physically dies.
Suddenly he was in a court room with around 7 other people, they were discussing the transaction of taking gods' place, because "she" was either becoming rather bored or about to become non-existent herself. Suddenly one of the 7 men in the room became very nervous and disturbed. He held a gun to his own head preparing to shoot himself. When he did this the man that was addressing the court became very short tempered and abusive towards the guy with the gun to his head. Telling him to pull the trigger, for he means nothing to anyone and he probably wouldn't do it anyway. The man shaking with the gun to his head fired it but not into his skull, it had hit the man who was going to become god.
This is where I make my entrance in my own dream. While the man sat there with the lower part of his shirt absorbing more and more blood I began to calm him down. Telling that this is the moment, this is probably the happiest point of your human life. Preparing him for his journey, reassuring him that everything is going to be just fine. Next thing we know we are both sort of floating through a void. (everyone gets those floaters in their eyes that you see during daytime/maybe even in the dark?. They seem to float around but they actually move with your visualpoints of focus? everyone gets those right?. Those floaters is how i can best discribe us at the time, floating squiggly entities.)
While floating through this void i was awaken abruptly because in the physical world (outside my dream), on my bed my arms and legs were actually up in the air and I must of lost balance because i woke up to my legs crashing into my bedroom window and getting tangled up in the curtains.
It took probably 6 seconds to register this and fall back asleep. Only now back in my dream i was talking to god. She said that we missed this chance but it's okay - there is still plenty of time. She expressed her boredom and told me that she was going to trade places with the devil, so they could both have a feel of what it it's like, nothing evil or sinister to do with anything, it was just trading places. She was sending me back to earth but i got to choose my own name. I decided at something on the lines of "Twinkler, Twinker, Twinkly - i remember the "Twink" part because i was spelling it out for her). From there I found myself probably 500-700 years from the present. The place's enviroment was made of just grey coloured mud clay, with bizarre stalagmite dwelling places. There were people that i could only describe to look like shamans, myself included. I was talking to someone about the previous events, and told him that god had given me this crocodile as well. My crocodile was covered in a thin plastic film, I then ripped away at the plastic around it's head so it could breath.
Sadly this is where the dream finishes. I have been constantly thinking about this for the last few days, the dream was very very vivid and pretty darn cool tbh. I understand that crocodile can represent either fortune/misfortune, bad advice or even represent your ability to move between the material world of waking life and the emotional, repressed world of the unconscious. Maybe there is more to it and maybe some of you members could discuss this further. I would appreciate that greatly.
Anyway hope to talk amongst the community more from this point on, see you guys around.
Much love
- FaultyTower