Buddha's Dream Teachings

I awakened in the dream, the circumstances of which seemed unimportant. Initially, I found myself in the hallway of my former high school. There, I encountered a figure I recognized as Buddha, and I asked him what he could teach me. We entered a first classroom, which contained only a giant bed. On it were dozens of girls, appearing to be engaged in sexual activity, yet fluidly morphing into one another. I observed them unflinchingly, telling Buddha that this must represent unconscious lust, and my lack of reaction in this dream signified I had moved past it. In the second classroom, Buddha transformed into my brother and told me I wasn't strong enough. I paused, looked at him, and then hugged him. I confessed to Buddha that a part of me was still unconsciously clinging to my brother. I then declared, "No, I am not weak, and neither are you. Your only weakness is telling yourself you are weak." Buddha smiled. In the next room, he appeared as a younger version of myself, acting incredibly unsure. I asked him, "Why are you so unsure?" He looked at me and responded, "Why are you not confident in who you are?" I admitted I didn't know, but then realized it was only my unconscious showing through. Between each of these 'classes,' Buddha made me forget I was dreaming, yet in each instance, I instantly re-awakened and knew I was speaking to him. I then found myself walking alone in the hallway. I asked if there was anything else he wished to show me, always eager for his wisdom. He replied that too much information would prevent me from fully absorbing the lessons I had already witnessed and learned. Next, I was in a void, empty, and initially unaware that I was dreaming or even who or what I was. Then, I became still, and in a flash, everything became realized. I sat and meditated, playfully floating and spinning around in the gravity-free void. I was then transported to a house resembling one from my youth, once again without initially realizing I was dreaming. Figurines lay on the ground. I picked one up and stated it should be Darth Vader, and the toy morphed accordingly. I then commanded the toy to awaken, and it grew to my size and became active. A series of even shorter dreams followed, each similar: I would initially be unaware I was dreaming, then in a flash, realize it and speak to whoever was there as if they were Buddha, without flinching. In some, Buddha's assumed form spoke directly as Buddha, while in others, he first attempted to play the role, but I seemed unfazed by it. Finally, I was transported into a room, already fully lucid. Four people were sitting: myself, an old primary school friend named Johan, and two unknown children from high school. That version of me was discussing something from primary school that had impressed me with Johan. I turned to the other version of me, knowing it was Buddha, and said, "Even though you told me I shouldn't absorb more lessons, I must ask, how is this dream working on a fundamental or metaphysical basis? These things being discussed come from long-forgotten memories, and these experiences might even transcend what this 'vessel of me' has personally encountered." He then asked me, "How is it that in every dream you knew it was me, that you were dreaming?" I couldn't answer, as in each instance, it had simply happened. Next, the other version of me's head turned and glowed solid gold. He said, "Everything is Buddha, and you know it – not just as a statement, but to a level of being where you can truly awaken to it. You are enlightened now, and you should have faith." I had not stopped dreaming yet, but that particular segment of the dream ended. Once again, I found myself in the void, and I meditated, continuing to meditate until I finally woke up.