What are animal dreams about?

So, it was Christmas night and all through the house, I was sleeping and that’s all I care about. Anyway, I had three dream cycles that nights involving me waking up several times, but right before my second cycle ended the weird ass part of my mind cranked its motor.

It starts out with me walking out to some random patio, an open garden with a frame around it is in the center. While I’m walking down a few steps I start to hear a narration. “Mathematicians have this weird thing, where we scream at each other and then start kissing,” I keep walking and I see iguana size geckos coming out of the garden, and IRL I’m terrified of reptiles, so I try to avoid them. But they all start screaming like people, and the narration continues. “We keep screaming at each other and keep getting louder until one of us is the loudest. We call them the *forgot*,” then when I turn around something behind me licks my ear, makes a smooch noise, and screams like a “REEEEEEEEEEEEE” without the R.

I will not tell the entirety of the dream. because most of it had no correlation, I know that.

It was just tests and reality checks, telling me to get my shit together since I'm a grown ass man who can control his ownself.

Now, I will mention an irl fact, I have a problem. I am parasitic. Whether you believe it or don't believe it, it matters little to me.
I can feel pains in my heart, things entering and moving around in my heart. It feels as if things are there, tugging and just moving. A stinging, sometimes.

Thats just to provide context.

Now onto the part of the dream I haven't been able to clearly decipher.

A book opened, and there was a kind of children's fairytale theme to it. There was a picture of a flat 2D grassfield, with the Sun in the sky and grass on the ground. On the ground laid a heart, my heart, I knew that right away. Perfect looking, rhythmically beating soundly.

Then, the Sun fell and the Moon rose. The once perfect heart that laid there was now black and battered. There were holes in it, and a green acidic looking ooze flooding from out of it. It's rhythm was all off, beating faster than its supposed to.

And then, The Sun rose again, and all was normal.
Until it fell again, then the black heart appeared once again.

There were 5 days of light, and 4 nights. The fifth day, a black bird flew in and grabbed my heart by it's beak and descended into the earth, dropping my heart into a lake of fire.

I woke up shortly after, and my heart was beating faster than usual. The Sun hadn't rose yet, but it was still morning.

One detail I forgot to mention, was that the word AVACADO was on The Sun on the fifth day before the bird grabbed my heart. I dont eat, or talk about Avacadoes.

Even writing this now, at night, I can feel my heart aching, beating irrhythmically, feeling ill.

A day passed and at night I prayed and asked what that dream was meant to show me.

I went through a test of some sort, overcoming something I would usually succumb to, and everything went pitch black.

In white letters, the message appeared.

"Learn to read, Troubled One.

Learn to read, quickly.

Learn to read."

Another day has passed, and it is now night.

I don't know what I wanted coming here. Maybe I just wanted to tell someone, get over my loneliness or ask for help. I'm scared but I feel like I shouldn't be.

Oh, something to note, I talk to the Sun for comfort. I call it Mr.Sun, and ask it to carry my prayers and messages to the Lord and Jesus. It's just something I do. I dont know if that carries any meaning, but yeah.

It was as if I had seen the real world, not the one that we are in but, a dystopian place where people who consciously dream are locked away for fear of finding the real world. I escaped from the prison to eat my favourite food, chicken schnitzel, due to the fact that in the prison you barely got to eat and a lady (That I knew was guarding the real world trying to catch dreamers) spoke to me and asked me if I was ok, I stared blankly at her, she replied with "Oh good I almost thought you were conscious" with a sinister smile. I heard speak of someone once I had left the restaurant talk about words that would unlock the gates to the prison and let the conscious dreamers be free, I found other dreamers, fell in love and walked amongst the rooftops of cities and through streets for what felt like days. I found myself reaching a pinnacle of a grand tower, that stood above the city and the code words that would set the dreamers free, I returned to the prison, near the restaurant that I had broken into, the same lady spoke to me she was angry with what I had done, that I would let people know of the real world and with the words of power, I let out all the people into the real world and woke up.

I’ll try to keep this as short as possible, I have ADHD and my stories turn into ramblings most of the time.

Anyways.

When I was about 10 or so, I had this dream where me and this random girl were playing and just having fun doing kid stuff. Suddenly I got the urge to tell her “this is a dream, and I can leave whenever I want to. Isn’t that cool?”

She replied with something like “I know.”

So I said “watch this” and in the dream, I closed my eyes and opened them and I was awake (in real life).

Didn’t think much of it.

Come this past June, I was in a town about 4 hours from the one I live in, getting my drivers license photo and all that done since COVID restrictions took them out of my town.

I walked out of the DMV there, and a girl is walking her dog. The dog peed on my moms car door, and she apologized.

We talked for a bit and she asked me for my Snapchat so we could talk some more, which was a first for me since I’m a solid 3/10.

Flash forward a few days later, we’ve been talking, we like each other, decide to hang out in person. She makes the drive up to my town to spend the night.

We spent most of the night just talking about random childhood stories, and I went a grabbed my 3rd grade school picture. Then she told me she had a dream when she was younger about how she was hanging out with a boy, then he said “this is a dream” and left.

She pointed out how younger me looked almost like the kid she had a dream about those years ago.

Well I told her my story of the similar incident, and we concluded we were destined to meet.

I think we both are in agreement that it’s just a scary coincidence, but we both also feel very twilight-zone-y about it now and we aren’t sure if it is a coincidence or some weird fate stuff.

Life is weird, kiddos.

So i dont remember the whole dream. I just remember the part where a life-size polar bear enters my grandmas bedroom(for some reason me and a friend where there) and its kinda pissed off, about to eat me. I start panicking and upsetting the bear even more. Then my friend calmly tells me to ,, just finger it". The the bear lied down assuming the position of the missionarie bottom. So i just started fingering the bear, and it god damn tight, like i can hardly put my finger in. after a few minutes i start backing away and and the bear starts getting aggressive. The fear makes me start the action again. Then i just woke up.