What are touch dreams about?

Ok, backstories for what I gathered it this dream it was weirdly vivid, this dream takes place in a world where there are humans and neko’s, but humans are racist towards the neko’s, anyways it start with me in a park bent over looking at the flowers, this dream was really vivid, the color of the flowers were blue and yellow they were mixed I think, but I got up and turned around I see a neko in a cloak I think, it was either a cloak or a Japanese outfit, she touched my chest with two fingers and my entire body was encased with ice, then a split second later the neko was gone and the ice shattered like glass, but she was behind me, I was about get up and then my neck started to feel extremely cold, then I think I was knocked out, but when I woke up I got up and headed home, but I saw people giving me weird looks and whispering to each other, i never made it home though, this whole bit is a bit of a blur but I remember I got it a fight, I crossed a little bridge then after that everything was clear again and I was at a friends house, he didn’t know who I was and I was super confused, I told him it was me, and he squinted his eyes and said “Logan?”, I said yeah and he said,”you do notice you have ears and a tail, right?”at first I thought he was joking, until I looked behind me and saw that I had a tail, I looked in a mirror and saw cat ears, I told him I couldn’t go back to my normal job, he agreed with me

I've had this dream all my life. It's always without color, no color at all, not necessarily even black and white, no color. I can't really explain the shapes, it used to look kinda like sound waves, now it's just random confusingly shapeless objects. Something overwhelmingly and impossibly big, would touch something overwhelmingly and impossibly small. Like a pin touch a finger. But the finger is so big that my brain can't handle it, and the pin is so small that I can't handle it either, it's hard to explain. Lately I've been seeing it while I'm awake. I've seen it awake before, but it's been happening way more lately. I don't see it like you'd normally see something like a color or a shape physically in front of you. I see it, like, in the back of my eyes. It overlaps my vision. When I close my eyes it gets worse. It never used to be a much of a problem, it'd just be confusing. I'd always feel disturbed by it, and scared during the dream, I felt too overwhelmed. It wasn't and isn't a feeling I can easily describe other than... overwhelming. It's like my brain is trying and failing to comprehend it because the contrast between huge and tiny is so vast. My mind is being opened to the point where my brain can't stretch any further, but yet it keeps stretching to the point where it's impossible to comprehend. What is 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.

This is an update to my post the other day about my girlfriends creepy sleep walking.

So there’s been some interesting occurrences since that post pertaining to her sleep walking. First of all, she refuses to see a doctor and insists that she’s ok so idk what to do about that.

Second, I found out it only occurs at a particular time. I’ve witnessed it twice so far and her episodes occur around 3am each time, regardless of when she falls asleep. Last night we were able to avoid an episode by having her stay up past 3am. She eventually fell asleep around 4:30. She said whenever it happened before it also happened at 3am.

Third, the second time this occurred was really bad. For one, she almost hurt herself really bad. I was pretending to sleep when I saw her at the glass door that leads to a back porch. She unlocked it and started walking outside. I quickly jumped out of bed to get her. When I was leading her back inside, she kept saying “she has to go”.

Other than trying to walk into the snow, she almost cut herself. She got up out of bed to go to the washroom, but before leaving my room, she grabbed a knife from my desk and placed it on the bedside table. While she was in the washroom I hid the knife. When she got back, she kept repeating “Where did you put it, we need it for the ritual.” I just kept comforting her and hugging her to make sure she stays in bed. Multiple times she also tried to grabbed a box cutter until I took it away and hid it as well.

She also did stuff that her fully awake self doesn’t know about. She said she wanted to watch videos so she went on YouTube on her phone and started playing a really creepy Alice in Wonderland Remix (Link: https://youtu.be/tnVij0qC6No). While it was playing, she asked why I was crying (I wasn’t) and wiped my ‘black tears’ away. When I showed her in the morning she said that she’s never heard that song before. The weird part is that she searched specifically for that video. There is also a rosary hanging on my wall, but it’s hidden behind a tapestry thing. She lifted the tapestry and said to take it down because ‘it’ doesn’t like it. She then told me in the morning that she didn’t even know it was there.

After a while, it appeared as if she was fully awake finally. We were talking about regular stuff, she was watching videos on her phone, eating a snack, etc. If it weren’t for these other occurrences, I wouldn’t have been able to tell if she was conscious or not, which scares the fuck out of me. However, every few minutes or so she would stare at me super creepily with her eyes wide open. She would also stare at the glass where ‘it’ is supposedly located and talk to it, usually telling it to stop or something. If she ever fell asleep again, she would revert back to her obvious dream like state. Once she said she heard three chimes, that it was her time to go, and that they were getting impatient. When I asked her in the morning, she said that ‘they’ wanted her blood for a ritual.

In the morning, she told me that there were these words that she isn’t supposed to say or something. She doesn’t know what they mean or what would happen, but two of the words were Bolotov and Salazar.

I know this sounds like a fake creepy pasta or something but honest to God it’s not. I don’t know how to help her. I can’t force her to see a doctor. If I leave her to sleep at her place, she might hurt herself or somebody else.

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.