I had this wild ass dream last night on some next level racial war shyt. So, white people decided to go all out and started to nuke black communities, I looked up there were planes dropping bombs everywhere. I don't know what the hell to do, then Oprah Winfrey grabs my arm and drags me towards a sanctuary deep in a mountain. I start climbing up the mountain side, some white dude attacked me... so I fought him off and pushed him off the cliff. I get to the entrance of the hideout.. then I'm climbing down a dark ladder well to this door, I open it, it was an underground city like Zion in the Matrix where all black people are hiding out during this war. I see my mother and older sister there, and asked where my dad and younger sister where.... she told me they were killed during the initial attacks. Then she told me I had to make up a totally new name now, so I had one made up in my head then my mom takes me to Oprah... who then introduces herself as the leader of the resistance movement. When I try to tell her my name, my mother then gives her a name in Haitian Creole and I'm like
"ok..."
Then I have a Jesus piece that my mother gave me (in real life over a year ago) that in my dream I thought it was appropriate to give back to her, so I took it off and handed it to her and it turns out it was some secret weapon that was supposed to be used when this event happened that she entrusted to me to keep it safe until now.
Then I woke up....