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I was in this very nice lodge-style resort up in Banff. I just somehow knew, like I've always known, that I was a very wealth orphan who was taking refuge at this Banff resort, along with many other randomly "selected" survivors. It was supposed to be a protected colony, since all the earth's gone wild after the huge floods; there was total anarchy outside. I've also known in that dream, that for whatever reason, judgment day was near, and we were all going to die so us orphans were just making the best out of our lives.
Somehow, this was a Catholic resort. Everybody there was catholic, but the buildings weren't Vatican or anything. Even the food was like pasta and pizza. There was this isolated building which was a huge library of books in Aramaic, Latin, Hebrew, all sorts of religious texts. There were always people chanting in Gregorian, and many other scholarly monks studying. And even more strangely, somebody who looked very much like John Paul II was sitting in a large throne at the end of the library.
It was late at night, I've already eaten my pizza, took my walk and all. I just remembered that it the sky was just stunning. It was like looking at all the constellations from an astrology book, without the actual "figures".
This spontaneous idea just came to me that before I was going to die, I wanted to convert, to receive my baptism and confess my sins. Just to take somethings off my back, so that I could define my afterlife. So I talked to this person at the throne and discussed when I could start my incantations. I just couldn't remember talking to him directly, but the next thing I knew was that I was desperately in search of a bible. The bible was my mission. I looked in the library, I looked everywhere in the resort, but I just couldn't find it. I was in despair, just because I couldn't find a bible.
I just knew the hour was lurking upon, and I was in such a panic.
Then I woke up. I was very confused. Is this just some random things my mind pieced together in my crazy dream? The things that do connect to reality is that I was at the Banff center 2 weeks ago, I was listening to Biber's Rosary Sonatas (violin sonatas that describe the life episodes of Jesus), I stumbled upon the official site of the Vatican that night and clicked on "John Paul II", and I was reading Stephen King's CELL which was a book about how zombies take over.