I was at a beach on an island somewhere in a South Pacific, and I was swimming in the ocean. The waves were massive; one rolled over me for what seemed like a minute and a half, and I was in the fabled tunnel you see in really good surfing photos. Then the water washed over my head, and I didn’t surface for awhile, and felt like I was going to drown.
The scene cut away to a scientist who was talking about these massive waves being an effect of climate changes, and that the excess salt in the water was dangerous. Nevertheless, I continued swimming, and found myself riding on a body board.
Then a bunch of giant being which reminded me of Peloponnesian gods started attacking me, forcing me to evolve into a god myself.
Later, in another dream, I was in a bus terminal or airport, and confronted with a computer console which offered me the choice of various aliens and robots which I could send on a mission. I piloted my robot onto a sort of shuttle car and drove along a strange elevated highway, and as I traversed the road, it became evident that I was travelling far in the future. The road began to deteriorate, and I felt utterly alone and lost.
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