Kek spoke to me through my dreams

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I had a vision of the future in my sleep;
> The city has become nothing but 'apartments', more like dark squalid prison cells you have to pay for
> There is no outside anymore, just swaths of interconnected blocks of cells
> Black superpredators have become the vast majority, they hang out on every corner ready to chimp out on you, you can no longer leave the house
> I choked a black to death with a shower curtain just to survive
> A bishop walked by my cell, guarded by a holy warrior monk, whose feet scorched the ground with furious might
> A superpredator gang discovered the Bishop, who unlocked a secret door leading to a sanctuary and fled inside.
> To escape, I followed.
> The inside of the church was stunning, a glimpse into what the old world once was, there was even sunlight pouring through the stained glass ceiling
> The last of the Anglo-people were seated inside, and the sermon began.
> To my dismay, I soon realized they were all spiritually dead, their faith was poisoned by some external manipulator, their words were hollowed out
> In the middle of the sermon, I stood up and decried that they had lost their way, I spoke the truth burning in my heart
> At first they were mad, but my heretical words flooded their mind.
> Before long the detritus in their souls discharged like lightning from their minds, the truth was too powerful for them to ignore

Wtf pol, I don't normally dream like that, why you give me these visions?