What are nazi dreams about?

I think I was a maintenance worker or something. I wasn't a Nazi but I was working for them. There was this Nazi commander guy who was following me around. I didn't want to talk to him so I tried to shake him by running around this desert. I was supposed to ride a train with him but I had other plans. I ran down the train tracks and he chased after me.

The dream took a surreal turn when the train tracks went around a rocky bend and suddenly stopped. And then I saw the desert suddenly dropped off like I was outside the bounds of a video game map. I could see the bottom of the skybox when I looked over the edge. I had no choice but to turn around and I found myself in a mining camp. The Nazi commander was talking to some miners and there was a quest icon over his head. And this mining camp was closed in, I couldn't go anywhere else. There was also nothing to do. So I assumed the only way to progress was to take a quest from the Nazi commander. But I didn't, I just ignored him and wandered the mining camp until I woke up.

I had a dream where I saw a writing group for helping write Mein Kampf, so not just Hitler. Even a child was there help writing. The group had a 1/3rd of what they needed for a license or something odd...anyways they needed 2/3 of something they didn't have. They were groaning in dismay when they realized this at their group table. Even in the dream I was surprised thinking that Hitler wrote it by himself.

Then my perspective in the next room where I was watching a show but not on a TV. It was a comedy thing. And in the dream I got the sense I liked it before but in the dream it became a show that became offensive. Maybe one of the characters in the show was someone from the club? Either way I wanted to leave because the show became plain rude because obviously a Nazi isn't a kind person when their true being is exposed.

I turned somewhat and then I saw a group of people. Some were standing, some sitting. It was a dim space. There were Jews and gentiles. And I don't think they were chatting about too much in particular until the subjects of golems came up somehow. Someone or I (can't remember) asked something like "Aren't golems for protection?" and one of the Jews said something about it (or you, yourself) can use it to control people when you're in the afterlife (or just control people without a golem). At least I think that is how the Jewish young man responded. It seemed like he was giving up a secret about golems though. It was weird how they were their with the bad guys working on the book next door.

Also I am not a Jew if that matters for this interpretation.

Do I had a dream where it was WW2 and there was me and friends who I don’t recognise IRL and we was all on a beach with American style D-Day boats. As we where getting ready we where all standing in-between the two boats somebody trips on something in water he bends over to pick it up and it’s a dead child, I guess about about between 6 months - 2years, we all look at each other in disgust and saddens, the commander ( I’m guessing) says “this is when we fight, to make sure this shit doesn’t happen”.
Then a mother soldier says “ those bastards are gonna pay”. We all get into the boats I hope out of the boat cause we where getting attacked by the British, a paratrooper lands in Germany and I spend the rest of the dream hunting hi down, at the end of the dream I see the enemy’s face, it’s one of my friends. When I woke up I didn’t feel sad, sick, not even slightly upset or happy that it was over, I felt... nothing.

Thanks for reading you beautiful people and I hope you’re all doing great:)

So a little bit of background, I graduated college and acquired my Bachelor’s in Nursing around August of 2020, so right now maybe I have been practicing Nursing for about 7-8 months now. Work has been fine, stressful but I would say worth it, this is because I started when the Covid Pandemic is hot and each place I work at has been really really stressful due to high workloads and short staff. So along the way, my girlfriend got pregnant with our first child (she’s in her 26th week now.), I was a little scared at first because we were planning to have our first one at 30 years old (we’re both 23 btw); mind you we were scared not because of the financial burden, but because this is something new to us.

I usually work, kind of like leaving all the work bullshit at work and try my hardest to not bring that at home. Life is good pretty much, never had to struggle financially now, especially due to me not having minimum wage anymore, so pretty much no worries, just waiting for our kid at this point :)

So this is where the dream part comes in.

I like to have a beer once in a while to help me sleep; especially when work is stressful, trust me, being a Charge Nurse on graveyard shift, lots of issues do come such as: patients having issues, coding and all, then add on top of that the staff that are always bickering about some random bullshit and you are expected to deal with it, acting like they are not adults and most of them are as old as your parents.

So after my shift one day, I slept around 8am and dreamt of me being at work, then something like this happened, I guess two patients pissed me off and I went off the rails and grabbed a metal pain and suddenly jabbed one patient in the neck, in which he bled profusely. I guess this patient was not even 100lbs because i managed to carry him and hide him in the bathroom, and then I went to the other patient and did the same thing, and sure enough this time I was caught by one of the CNAs I talk to all the time since we’re both from the same country in Asia. What happened after that is I dashed to my desk, grab my keys, and ran to my car, I even had this sequence where one of my coworkers tried to grabbed me and I juked her, then waiting by my car were a bunch of staff barring me to prevent me to go hop in my car, I somehow managed to overpower 4 people and got inside my car. But in the car i think 3-4 people were waiting inside, but they did not do anything, they just stared, one of them was the CNA i just mentioned. My first thought was driving to Mexico (guess which state is this) and kind of go from there, my mind was scattered at this point, I was crying, and then I arrived at the border and military was involved, I wasn’t busted or anything, and like I said the people i was with did not say anything. It fast forwarded a lil bit, and the CNA i mentioned, talked to me,on why I fucked up, why I ruined my future, in which I responded “Because of those two fucks I am ruined, and I will never see my wife and child ever again”. I then started crying and contemplating suicide, it fast forwarded again and this time I am on a cliff, thinking of jumping, then everything flashed in my mind, every experience I had..... I then closed my eyes, I think I died in that dream.

I woke up then around 1230 p.m. sweating and crying. What consoled me is that my pregnant wife is with me, first thing I wanted to touch was her belly. I told her what happened and she just told me to pray.

That dream was yesterday, I am still bothered by it.

Feel free to ask and to answer what the does this mean

Edit: tired as hell, wrote this at work, phone is acting really slow too, disregard any errors, for you grammar nazis here; I will edit it and make it look prettier. And please feel free to ask me more details as not everything is here, and if you have any ideas what the hell this means, any interpretations are welcome!

So as the title says, I had a bizarre dream about a concept of teleportation and Hitler. Essentially, Hitler was teleported one day from WWII Germany at the height of his power and ends up in the English countryside.

There he meets a family in a small village who take him in. Now as Hitler didn't speak any English, my mind sort of invented a guy on the village (Nathaniel, Ethel's boy) who had studied German and spoke enough to translate.

This dream took place in the 'good sleep' portion, so it wasn't long. But Hitler had no gun on him, had to get used to Tea and Cakes and even get a job as a butcher (legit can't turn off my dark sense of humour even when I sleep). He was also a bit of a twat to everybody, but t had no way of contacting his Nazi buddies, despite an attempt to construct a radio transmitter.

The entire thing just seemed like one terrible BBC comedy attempt.

After waking up i realised I could make this into a short story and dub it: Hitler in the Countryside.