An interesting dream.

It started out like a pretty much normal dream. I was in my room, having icecream with my family...but my grandmother was there, who's been dead for around six years. Once I realized this, I stood up and gazed out the window. I was looking for a sign that this was a dream, and I received an interesting response: seeing "dry rain" falling, what Wilde describes as the Morph. I understand that you can see it while awake too, but I knew it was a dream.
So I said "Bye" to everyone, and made my way jumping down the stairs in big leaps of lowered gravity. Instead of walking down the stairs, I just jumped off the banister. I got outside, and I thought to myself "I wish I could practice some of the stuff that Castaneda has been saying". I wanted to do away with big leaps, and just teleport to wherever I wanted to. I tried doing this, though I was afraid that I'd lose my concentration and wind back up in my bed. I called upon my spirit guide to help me do it.
Then before I knew it, I was in a mall. I was walking around, looking at the prices. I definitely had a feeling I was probing a future timeline, and in this place, money was still in use, and the prices seemed perhaps bigger in terms of numbers, but that's the usual flow of gradual inflation over time. I was tempted to just take something, but I knew it was a dream, and I knew I had no need of any of these things. So I refrained, and I decided to follow a group of people up an escalator. Once we got to the top floor, the group of people became one person, and they took a left as we were walking down what looked like to be an office building. I followed her(?) into a room.
  There was seated there a group of young people. I said to them "Hi everyone!"
They all replied "Hey Troy!". One young man, sitting relatively in the middle of the table, said to me "It's good for you to have finally made it".
"Well, I really have to contain my excitement or else I may go drifting off." I sensed a tinge of disappointment, but they understood.
So I sat down across from the man who greeted me, and we began talking. I can't really remember what exactly was said, but I just remember being amazed that such a place existed, that there was a group of people hidden from my waking life who would gather in the dream world, or working backwards through time, to do...I don't know yet.
I asked them what year it was...and after some pause (they seemed to be looking at a calculator or some device) they said it was 2032. I had a feeling that the recording of time was different (perhaps a new calendar system, who knows?), but it seemed to me pretty cool. I looked over to my right, and saw this pretty large screen where one of the people at the table was playing what looked to be a highly realistic computer game.
I asked them "So, people are thinking that the whole world is going to go to shit, and we're not even going to make it to the time we're at right now."
"Well, something happened in 2004 that resulted in a timeline deviation."
I sensed that the Illuminati was prepared to wipe out a large chunk of the population, but something happened. What exactly happened, I didn't ask.
A couple of the people stood up. One of them appeared to be a Native American of some degree. He stood up and said to me "I was waiting for you to greet me". He had almost flourescent yellow-green eyes. It seemed pretty weird, but hey, we live in a diverse world. I said "Hey."
Things seemed to get foggy; my attention was wavering. I was about to ask if I could stay with them, and skip all the stuff in between, yet I had a feeling they would say something along the lines of "You need to experience all the stuff in between so you'll have more knowledge". As one of the people at the table was talking with me, I phased out. I awoke in my bed.
So, timeline deviations? Our future appears to be alright, at least until 2032. What happens though in the meantime is as good a guess as mine.