What are Haiti dreams about?

I lived on a beach front, a 2 story house with 3 people I have no recollection of. For some reason, Canada was its own huge continent in the middle of the ocean with a continent across from it consisting of 4 different countries and haiti was the closest directly across the channel.

I heard a rumour that Haiti was filled with jungles that were made up of cannabis plants that grew only the very best weed that would consist of weird purple, orange, red, etc strains that would also glow.

I tried to get across the channel at any cost to find the magical Haiti weed but there were no ferries and no boats. So magically I had $64,000 in my bank account and bought an airplane hangar up the coast of fictional Canada. There were several planes all incomplete and missing parts but there was one jet that had smoke coming out of it for some reason but I could still use.

I flew that bitch for hours trying to find Haiti but I had no sense of direction so I kept going nowhere. And then I found a map to Haiti and I was on a direct course. I crossed the channel and landed in the woods of Haiti. At first I couldn't see any bud on any of the plans because it was may so they weren't even growing bud yet.

The deeper I went into the woods I would find bigger buds for some reason so I picked as much glowing red and green buds as I could and put them in my backpack. It wasn't much but it was some quality shit.

Somehow I made it back to Canada and turned all the weed into chocolate and sold it in mass. Then I went back to Haiti and found a city of copper factories that were being run by furries. They would pick all the buds and put them on conveyor belts that seemed to go nowhere. I would sneak around the building like Sam Fischer from splinter cell stealing as much weed as I could.

And then I woke up. It was a pleasant dream. I wish I would've gotten to smoke the magic neon weed.

I watch a man who looks like one of the henchmen in the castle in the sky. He flies through the sky looking for his brother and insults the clouds "God, you goddamn bastard, get out of my way, if you don't help me, get out".

For a moment in the dream, there is mention of Franco-British relations. Earlier in the dream I was talking about how I liked mint sauce with my lamb. Roman replied to this "ah OK.".

Later, I see a British ship hit a piece of island. Then I see an X-com map, with the island of Haiti belonging to the English touching the coast of Africa. This part of Africa belongs to the French and it says "inde" on Africa and all the rest of the Mediterranean is in red. An island fragment resembling Atlantis appears just below the corner of Africa. This is Atlantis, and the two nations will fight in the 18th century for control of it.