Defending 'God'

Date: 6/3/2017

I had a dream, where everything was extremely surreal. It felt real, I could think properly in the dream too. It started off in my house (it looked exactly like it), and I was talking to my dad in the kitchen where he usually was and he told me that some strange things have been happening in our house. Flickering lights, falling objects. The usual 'my house is haunted' criteria. Thing is I study paranormal as a hobby, for fun. So, in the dream, I told him "it's probably a mischievous ghost" and he rolled his eyes and called me an idiot. I kept insisting, telling him it really was one and he told me "I'll believe it when I see proof !". Exactly at that moment the ironing board upstairs fell over. I had a vision of that in my dream so I told my dad, "the ironing board fell over upstairs" and he told me, "how the hell would you know ? You got go upstairs meh ?" So I got annoyed and went upstairs to prove that it fell over and he followed me upstairs. I saw it and I said, "see ? I told you ! There's a ghost here !" And he rolled his eyes again and told me, "oh, since you study spirit working so much why don't you ask the damn ghost what the hell it wants" So I did. I connected to the ghost, which I got a random word 'William', and spoke to him, asking him who he was and what he wanted. He told me he was a God. I told my Father the ghost was a God and that he wanted to be a Spirit Companion. My Father called me delusional and said, "why the hell would God want to be your Friend ? Does he have nothing better to do ? Get your head out of the gutter !" I kept insisting that it was him, so I decided to prove that the ghost existed. I connected to 'William' again and told him to make the lights flicker. Immediately the overhead lights started spasmining and flickering rapidly. My dad was really confused. I told him it was William and this was proof. Then I said, "okay, William. Stop making the lights flicker" and it immediately stopped. I told him this was my proof. My dad then started beating me with a coat hanger saying I was delusional, a fool, a demon spawn, etc etc, and I kept trying to defend William and myself that he was real, that I was right and that my dad was just in denial and acting violent. I woke up after that. So that was fun. (Also don't comment that 'God didn't speak to you in your dream' or anything like 'it wasn't a God it was a demon' or something. It's just a dream I really liked. Thanks for reading)