What are health event dreams about?

Sorry for the confusing title but I just woke up and felt like I needed to post this somewhere to see if anyone has ever had a similar experience to this.

Okay, so my dream started out with me meeting a girl. She was amazing, and we had an instant connection. we started dating and went through the normal highs and lows of a relationship, as all couples do. Overall, our relationship was amazing so when we found out she was pregnant, even though we were young we were both so excited to be parents. Her parents lived nearby and offered to let us move in so they could help with the pregnant and we could both stay in college. The next nine months seemed to fly by, and the ppregnantseemed easier than it should have been. I chalked it up to the fact that my girlfriend was an amazing strong woman and that her parents were there to help us out.

Now this is when things begin to get weird. I don't know why, but i was not with my girlfriend when she was at the hospital gipregnantI had something else to do even though being with her should have been my first priority. After she returned home she called me to let me know we had a son and to come over immediately. It was odd that I wasn't there in the first place, and even odder that even in the dream, I couldn't remember what I had just been doing. It was almost as if I blacked out, and when I came to, I was in the car driving home to see my new son. I shook it off and told myself I was just nervous to be a dad. As I was driving, I suddenly didn't know where I was. I had lived here for 9 months, but for the life of me I couldn't remember how to get home. It felt like I was driving around lost for hours and then, as if I blacked out again, I was outside my house being greeted by my girlfriends' parents as I walked up to the house. The strange thing was that the house didn't seem familiar, and neither did my girlfriend's parents.

Throughout all of this, I never questioned it and kept telling myself that I was just nervous and I was freaking myself out. Maybe I just needed to sit down for a minute and breath. I never even made it to the house, I just sat down on the steps leading up to the door and tried to calm myself down. I pulled out my phone and had a text message from an unknown number. I assumed it was a text from someone congratulating me and my girlfriend, but when I opened it, it was just an image of three 20 something year old boys who I had never seen. I was confused, but something about the picture seemed oddly familiar, so I just sat there and stared at it. As I sat on the porch staring at the photo the world went silent. I never heard a baby crying and never once did anyone try to retrieve me from outside to bring me in. It was almost as if everything in the world disappeared besides me and that photo.

I must have spent days staring at that picture, and finally I decided to text the number back and ask who they were and why they sent me that photo. I wrote out the text and hit send and suddenly the picture went blurry. I looked around and nothing in the world seemed real anymore. Nothing seemed familiar. I felt like I was in a place I had never seen before. I looked back down at my phone and the blurriness of the photo began to clear up and I was left looking at a photo of me, my real-life brother, and my real-life best friend, standing in my real-life backyard. I stopped for a second, coming to the realization that everything was over. I immediately tried to run into the house to see my son but the second I opened the door to the house, I woke up.

My first instinct when I woke up was the check my phone for the photo but of course it wasn't there. The only thing on my phone was a text from my real girlfriend. he weird thing is, I can no longer picture my dream girlfriend's face, so for all I know, it could have been my real girlfriend. As I finish writing this, the dream is beginning to fade, and I can realize all the things that didn't make sense, but while I was in it, I would have bet anything it was real. I feel as if I just got a few years of my life back, as I woke up the same 22-year-old who went to bed the night bore.

My only regret? I never got to see my son.

I'd like to start off by saying I'm not a religious person. I would never deny anyone their own beliefs but I myself find I don't need religion to help get through day to day life. I believe in the golden rule and the possibility of a higher power both good or evil but I don't have a specific religion I'd stake my faith in. That being said I had a dream last night that has me a bit curious.
In my dream was at my grandmother's house and lots of my family were there. Although I can't remember exactly who. They are all Christian though which is part of why this dream seemed so odd to me. Anyway, I was sitting on a couch talking to someone next to me, and somehow we end up talking about the Value of Death. I said something along the lines of "This thing (with which I don't recall) is worth the death of many people." And just after having said that I felt an intense static in my legs and then was totally paralyzed. I panicked a bit and told the people around me amd everyone got silent and just stared at me. Then I felt a very suddenly intense pain radiating from my neck throughout the rest of my body which just kept pulsating and never dulled. It caused me to scream but still everyone was silent. Then I felt something, as I'd there were someone leaning into my ear to whisper, but no one was there. And what I heard was quite frightening but I lack the proper words to describe it. Something far worse than impish nonsense but that's the best description I could give. And then nothing. I was telling everyone what was happening and one of my aunts, I'm not certain which one, said we should give Him a call. Then proceeded to take a phone to another room. When she came back a very handsome man, in dark clothing was behind her. He glanced down at me very briefly and then began to survey the room around him as I'd it were a bloody crime scene. For a moment I even saw it from his perspective and it was quite a mess. Then he told me his name was Lucifer and gave me a kind smile. Next he said "A devil of greed had bitten me." Staring at the wall by the TV as if he were looking through it he began to explain that my mention of the Value of Death, the devil was nearby and listening. However when it realized there was nothing a "value" around me it threw a tantrum much like a child, which is why it had bitten me. But apparently it took off in a hurry. Lucifer then leaned down and placed a kiss on top of my head and the pain and paralysis disappeared instantaneously. He smiled kindly at me once more and told me that I would be alright and needn't worry. Then he was gone. As if he had never been there at all, everyone around me began moving and talking again. But all I could think about was how my aunt was able to get ahold of Lucifer himself via phone. Why she would have contact with him as she's very Christian and would never associate with The Devil so casually as if she needed his help? Then I began to wonder if something like this happened again how would I get ahold of him myself to help me. And when I woke up I was in a state of shock. Anyone have an ideas why I would dream of such a thing so randomly?

I hear a lot that you can’t die in a dream without waking up but for me that’s simply not true. It happened multiple times that I died and continued dreaming. For example once I died and cam back as a ghost and tried to warn my friends about a threat but they couldn’t see or hear me. I had a dream where I was sick and was waiting to die on a hospital bed and I was between living and could see the afterlife. Or what happens most of the time, I’m able to “respawn” like in a video game and just reappear elsewhere in the dream or do a part over. Does anyone else experience this?

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.

I literally just woke up from a dream where I was listening to a DMX song and everything from the beat to the lyrics (it was his exact flow btw) were sick to the point where I searched it up on YouTube as soon as I got up…THE SONG DOESNT EXIST!! How????? I need someone to make sense of this for me please.

Also in the dream I searched it up on YouTube and all the vids were from 2011 when they used to put cinematic hip hop songs over fight montages.