Space Baby Experience

I dreamt of a fetus floating in space in a womb. The fetus was in a womb in space but then it was maybe transferred to a machine, and a scientist was very excited, he was showing me all the controls, and said that they were trying to create the smartest being on in all of existence and that it seemed they were successful. And this was the purpose of all of us, all life, so that the universe or creator could live through this being. It was like the universe wanted to become God by knowing itself and it would know itself by learning through us or through existing through us and our experiences. This was a super weird dream to have.

Why do I feel like my most recent dream I had before this one about the UFO is related to this current dream? I just have this nagging feeling that the two dreams are connected.

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