Last night I don’t remember much but I was a white Christian lady and I was helping a tribe called the Mohicans survive an attack from a tribe called the Tomahawks (seriously I have no imagination 
) (and I should probably read up a little on Native American history) and some how I brought peace to them and the Tomahawks left the area. We were on a desert mountain and the Mohican chief told me in recognition of my help they would call the mountain “Christian Rock” and for short they would call it “Chris Rock”.
I think I astrally projected into a Karen last night.