So, i had a really meta dream last night.
I was in a vaguely fantasy-like land. Soon i found a little village and started to talk with the inhabitants.
After talking for a while, a farmer told me that the people of this land whorshipped the so called "sleeping god". The sleeping title
didn't mean that he was sealed or anything like that; Actually, you could even go where the god lived and talk with him. The farmer
told me that the world was a dream of the sleeping god, and that as long as he dreamed the world wold continue existing.
Yeah.
Interested by this (At this point, i didn't know i was dreaming) i asked for a guide to travel to the island where the god lived. A nice dude who looked a lot like me brother agreed, and we started our travel.
I don't remember much of it, only that the land reminded me of a mario world, with a lot of little hills and giant mushrooms.
Anyway, we reached the isle of the god. Then i discovered that talking with the god was forbidden, because the risk that a careless person awakened him was to great. Only a select group of priest were allowed to interact with him.
I call them priest, but really they were more like enterteiners; A group of artists and actors whose job was to keep interested the god and manipulate him to make miracles for the people.
I managed to sneak in the god house somehow (I don't remember how) and i talked a bit with the god, who looked like my room mate. The god was actually pretty boring, but during the talk i reached lucid status.
Then i went to talk with the high priest, and i told him that their religion was surprisingly accurate, but that they were worshipping the wrong dude. Then i made a pile of gold and some other miracled to prove it.
The priest, completely unfazed by this, took a nife that came of nowhere and stabbed me. Then i awakened.