What are west dreams about?

So I had this dream Friday morning after my wife left for work at 7am but before I had to get up at 11. It's still stuck with me so I decided to type out as much as I could remember.

I dreamed I was in the post snap Marvel Universe. Everything was all apocalypse and shit. Buildings fall apart, trash cans on fire, that sort of thing. But no one else around. Anyway somehow I found the Avengers secret hideout. Black Widow was there, Thor, Banner, Ant-Man, but no Captain America. I didn't ask why Cap wasn't there but Tony Stark was there, but teleconferencing in. I remember I did something to save Hawkeye's life, he unmasked and joined the party. And that's what it was kind of, a party. We just hanged out and talked and planned about how we were going to defeat Thanos....

But instead of fighting Thanos we all got into the Quinjet and flew to the Bahamas where we looked at Christmas decorations on houses. Hen we went to a stadium to watch a highschool football game between a team from Zamunda and a team from Wakanda. The Zamundan team rode into the stadium from the East in normal busses, but the team from Wakanda rode in from the West in futuristic floating busses that look the Disney monorails crossed with Tron lightcycles. That's when I woke up.

In the beginning I was just wading.

You know how when you’re a kid you crouch around in the shallow part of the ocean looking for shells? You move around, up to your neck in water... but if you were to stand you’d only be up to your waist in it?

Like that.

As I move through the water I notice the sky and the surface of the water are strange. The sky is a strawberry and orange sherbet swirl and the surface, no matter the movement is a perfect plane of glass. No ripples, no cracks in the surface tension.

Not only that, but no matter how much further I venture toward the large glowing light on the horizon, the depth of the water never changes.

I wade for fixated on the light for a while until I realise I’m not entirely alone. Nearly equidistant from me in the North, East, South, and West are bobbing heads wading along like mine.

Curiously I begin to wade toward the one to my West.

As the others begin to fade into the distance, we one to my west comes more into view. I begin to faintly see that there are more people beyond her, spread out similarly.

I’m about 10 feet from her now, I can just make out her medium length brown hair when I call out...

“Excuse me!”

With out so much as a twinge the girl pushes onward toward the light but calls back, “Keep up you don’t want to get left behind here.”

Even more curious than before, I waddle up near here maintaining a distance of about 5-6 feet between us. I could see her face now, I didn’t know this girl, but she looked like she couldn’t have been older than 18/19. Young but tired.

“Why wouldn’t I want that?” I asked.

She retorted very matter of factly, “You don’t want to be here when the sky begins to turn purple.”

So we waded on. I maintained my distance trying to speak to her, but I couldn’t get her to speak with me after that, so I drifted back to my original spot In the formation.

I waded and wade for what seemed like forever until I saw some one sitting stagnant staring at the light.

“Hey!” I called out furiously, “What are you doing come on!” The girl sat still with no reaction as I came closer to her.

She has long golden hair the dipped into the water. As I came around to face her I noticed she was holding some one, only they were lying face down in the water.

Similarly the girl she was holding had the same golden hair as she did. I rushed over to help the girl she was holding, but when I flipped her over I jumped back in shock.

The girl sat unblinking, what scared me was that the one she was holding was an exact copy of Herself...

As I backed away from her, I nearly bumped into the original brown haired girl.

“Stop it!” She spit. “Don’t cause any more commotion. The purple hour is coming.”

She kept wading on, “That girl!” My voice trembled, “What about that girl!?”

“Forget her now. She belongs to the purple hour.” She said in a monotone voice.

Then I woke up.

Was laying down with my dog and dozed off, had the following dream

Dreamt that I was in rdr2, walking around the shore somewhere in Lemoyne. I was going through some shallow water when I got a prompt to pick up a mysterious item, I did and it was a clue to some hidden treasure. There were several clues hidden in the water so I found them all, and they led me to some kind of cave in the shore. I walked a few minutes through the cave and ended up in a hidden corridor inside a mansion in Saint Denis behind a bookshelf. There was a big chest which I opened. The first item in the chest was a note that said, "UwU wow!! You must be oh so very smart, you found my super secret treasure!!! Congratulations!!!! OwO" and the signature was a cat paw. The next thing was a money stack with well over $100,000,000. I was so confused "why does this cat have all this money?" "Mor importantly what the fuck is with this weeb shit in a wild west themed game?" Then I woke up

TL:DR at the bottom - long story

I live across the country from my parents since 2015, I followed my ex to the west coast and we broke up. I have some mental health issues (ADHD, depression, anxiety, ocd) but have NEVER been suicidal, way to scared to die. I’m a successful professional, but also a high functioning alcoholic (this is important later!).

2 weeks ago I had a dream I was swimming in my moms pool and they were prepping for a lunch BBQ. Suddenly a cloud rolls in ( I apparently decide to stay in the pool) and it’s a thunderstorm, a giant 6’ raven is shot out of the sky and crash lands into my moms garden, her backyard is like 1acre.

I check the raven’s vitals and he’s alive! I bring him into the pool to do physio, so I check his legs and wings and we swim around until I get called by my mom to come for lunch. So I carry this raven out of the pool and dry him off (he’s been letting me pet his belly and back for what felt like an eternity). After he’s dry I ask if he like to join us for lunch. He responds “yup! Why not?” And I’m like “wtf you can talk?!” And he says “of course I can talk dummy!”

We go into the kitchen and raven is the life of the party (idk how a 6’ tall raven sits in a chair but it happened). He was chatting it up with my dead grandmother (in Spanish, a language I am NOT fluent in but was raised around) my parents, grandparents etc. Basically family that live far from my home and my parents home are present.

Eventually he finishes eating (his feather tips turned into fingers to eat the ribs lol like think an anime type bird) and announces he has to go and thanks my parents for the hospitality.

As we exit the kitchen into the back yard I ask him if he wants to swim around again to make sure his legs and wings are ok and he agrees, at this point I try to take a selfie with him to show my BF because hey a multilingual thunder bird as a friend is super cool! Camera doesn’t work.

As I’m walking him down the driveway and begging him to stay (which I’ve been doing for hours and he keeps replying no), I ask him “when will I see you again?” And his response is “you won’t” I ask him why and he says:

Because you’ll be dead.

I signed up for help with my drinking that morning.

TL;DR - I saved a thunderbird in my dream who told me I would die if I kept up my habit so I signed up for alcohol abuse detox.

My dream started like this. Some guy on the moon could see every single part of the world going up in flames. Then, from my perspective, I found out that a shit ton of nukes were going off at the same time. Despite all our efforts to find shelter, everyone on earth died.

*or so we thought.*

I woke up on an island. Apparently the mass explosions reconfigured the entire earth’s land anatomy. I look around and somehow I end up with a bunch of blank paper. I start to draw a map of the island for record if it was important. The island had forest on the left and right with a long beach connecting them. It looked like an apple core almost. The forest land was just bigger. Then I saw some people my age walking around the island. There were 10-15 of us. No adults. I walked to one of them and found out everything. We were trying to build a civilization here and live. We went around and built some structures to live in. We somehow found two IPhones and their chargers. Apparently the destruction of the entire earth didn’t destroy the electricity distribution system we had. Same for our plumbing. We charged the phones so we could use them for an understanding of where we were and some other info. Then, group of 8 (including me) met together in a small home we had made and decided we needed to start repopulating the world (as we had assumed no one else was alive.) We assigned each other a partner to have sex with. This was super awkward for me and no one else for some reason. We’re all teens and having that responsibility is strange to me. I’m also a virgin, sooo... So anyway, I’m assigned an attractive dude and I think ‘ok ok. I can do this. Maybe this won’t be so bad’. He instructs me to spread my legs and he’ll do the rest. But he didn’t. To be 100% honest, I had no idea what he was doing in the dream. He just- didn’t do anything. So I leave and then one of the phones we had gets a message. We don’t know who it is, but they’re calling for help.

“Please help me. I should be northwest of you. I’m in a McDonalds.”

So we’re all trying to figure out which way North, South, East, and west is, but we decide to guess. A friend and I get in a canoe on one side of the beach and start going northwest. I find a pretty big island. We get onto the island and walk around for a little bit. We find a McDonalds and walk in. Right at the door stands an adult standing up very straight, arms at her sides. Her body is angled toward the corner. She only looks at us with her eyes. We ask her if she’s okay and she says yes. We ask her if she would like to come back to our island and she says “no, I’m good.” We’re confused but we leave anyway. We actually see some more teens and watch them for a moment. More people from our island show up. We approach the other teens and talk to them. We ask them if they’d like to come to our island and they say no. They tell us to leave because “outsiders get killed.” We all rush to leave. At least we found out we weren’t the last people in the world.

When we get back to our island we go back to normal business. I’m walking on the beach. Someone is on the edge of the beach fishing. He starts pulling up things from before the explosions began. He even fished out a safe. (never found out what it was.) I started thinking about how we would teach younger generations about the world before the explosions since we didn’t even have textbooks or something. The guy fishes out a drenched text book that falls right in front of me. That’s where that dream ended.