There was no rapture.

We were living in a futuristic utopia world and everyone knew about the ‘rapture’ and was preparing for it.. but not religiously. More like preparing for a hurricane but it was peaceful. So we all prepared for this rapture of Christians and everyone gathered at this center that had pod-like machines, enough for everyone to get in a pod. Once everyone got in a pod, we died. The death was peaceful, almost falling asleep, but not. Inside the pod, there was a mini globe glowing and floating in front of our faces and instead of a rapture we all just touched this glowing globe and came back to live a life all over again. And everyone came back realizing there was no rapture.

My subconscious is on acid. The things I dream.