I had one dream where me and some friends were running a machine, that threw out something like hot dogs (I know, hot dogs, weird, right...?) But, the hot dog like things were not the point... The point was, I was put in the position of separating and feeding them into another machine, between "good" and "bad" (and this is the main point) well, the machine started going faster and faster, and me and my friends were struggling to keep up...
Well, We and I were eventually going so fast, that I clogged up the machine, and it broke down, and blew up... That's when I woke up, laughing my butt off, and thanking whomever gave me the dream for the laughter, cause I had been, and do struggle with humor and hadn't had a good laugh, especially like that, in a long, long while... And a presence, that I think was the enemy was standing by, and I could tell was very upset at my laughter, and my thankfulness for it, so much so that he went away, very frustrated and very, very angry...
At the time, I had spent a great deal of time of my life, at that time, trying to sort out morality and good and bad, in my own and others lives, and in varying situations in general, and was getting absolutely "no where" with it...
I think what I was supposed to get from it, was to not waste my time, trying to sort out good from evil and be judging, or eating the fruit from the tree of the knowledge (of the difference between) good and evil... That the effort was futile and in vain, and was vanity in the end, and someone warned me could lead to death...
After that, I basically quit trying to sort out good from bad, or good and evil, and trying to be a judge of such things, and went on to other things instead...
God Bless!