started to run for cover and ended up in an urban New York style stair maze. later the man who tried to kill me wanted to help me. we got back and my mother was at my house, the house consumed her and she was some weird alien. I yelled at her to get my dog back and she opened up her mouth Soo wide and vomited my dog almost like giving birth. the dream didn't finish after this because I got so scared I woke up...
My husband and I were living in a home with advance technology. he became literally consumed by one of the rooms and became the room (kind of like the veldt) I tried everything to save him but I was also being watched and limited by the house. I went out to seek help and there was a weird truck in the road with some pipe kind of thing and I ran over by accident the pipe. my car caught fire and exploded. as I went for help (leaving my car)some man was coming down the road and everyone lated on the ground so I followed suit. the man proceeded to shoot at the ground at everyone. I started to---->
When I said monster I meant he kinda looked like the rake from creepypasta. He was really creepy looking but I didn't have any feelings of fear or anything. I actually felt kind of happy. The monster woke up and saw me staring at it and looked like it smiled but I couldn't really tell. I just kept looking at him as he sat up next to me. He put his hand on my cheek and instead of feeling scared I just felt warm and cozy. It was like having your first kiss, you all nervous with butterflies and then you get warm. I didn't understand where the feeling cane from when I should have been scared.
So I woke up and my vision was kind of blurry. I started looking around. it look like I was on bed but i guess it was just a mattress on the floor. I saw white walls and what I guess were clothes and books all around. It looked like a normal enough room so I sat up in the bed. There was a big comforter over me but it wasnt any one color thru the whole dream it kept changing. Anyway the comforter was covering me and it felt like i didn't have any close on accept a bra and panties. I looked over next to me in the bed and there was a monster just laying there.
I had a dream where I had three breast that's leaking blood. The only was to stop it is to wrap it up really tight and to keep moving. There are two full breast and the middle one is limp and smaller than the other two? Do you know what this dream could mean or represent?
While I was walking at night alone there was a van that past me and came back around. I tried to open my door, but i was struggling for some reason. Once the door opened, the guy was walking towards me. And I shut the door, and ran upstairs ,than the guy just took off. What does this mean ?
I was playing a game about hiding and seek saying I would always lose in my dreams because I knew where I was. And I was with a group of people saying this person was eating others and they instantly turned zombie. I was running away from the other zombie that got eaten and I ran away, I thought it lost my tracks so I climbed on house with many latters. The zombie leaped up to eat me And didn't get me. Once I reached the top of the house I looked around to see the apocolips,(everyone dieing around me) I don't accidentally fall off. I don see how I fall. Than I fell off splating down. The zombies rush to me eating me and the leader of the zombie cult takes my eyes saying how it was like grapes. She had long finger black nails... I wake up in an apartment that she arranged for me and I look in the mirror and I was dead limbs barly on. I knew the leader didn't like me after I think that. she drowns my apartment. And than there's nothing. But black.
This dream disturbed me deeply when I woke up. It started out when me and some friends were over at a buddy's place, who we'll call "T" and his wife we'll call "H" as they are real people I know and respect in waking life. But anyway it was some sort of party they were throwing and was a great party as usual, but eventually everyone went home and I was the last one left, can't remember why. Me, T. and H. were sitting in the living room hanging out when T. went upstairs to check on their baby. H at this point started kissing me and flirting and eventually coerced me into having sex with her right then and there. I enjoyed it thoroughly as the thought of her husband (long time friend of mine) catching us in the act excited me, but we got away with it. I felt very ashamed of myself on the way home. So now it's the next day and "H" calls me on the phone saying she's pregnant with my baby. I frantically go and meet up with her to find her holding our already born baby (literally the next day it was born) and she hands him to me where I could swear I honestly for the first time felt the love only a father could have, though in real life I have no children or partners. In the dream "T" found out and I could overhear them arguing, "H" began explaining to him that she didn't love him anymore and that she wanted to be with me. "T" started saying horrible things about me to her, trying to convince her I'm no good. Overhearing this whole conversation made me feel so terrible for both of them, I wasn't even offended he was saying those things about me, I realized that if it were me I would have said that about him. What made it even harder was that "T" confronted me and apologized, saying he still wanted to be friends and was giving me advice on raising a child. I've never felt more guilty in all my waking life. What was really weird was as he was talking to me he acknowledged how weird it was that the baby was born the next day and we joked "Isn't that supposed to take like 9 months or something?" OH but it gets weirder. Somehow in the dream I'm suddenly at my mom's old place out in the countryside (Haven't seen in years, we moved out) where there was a big 60-ft spruce tree in the back yard and a brick campfire. There were people sitting around the campfire I didn't recognize but I was explaining to them my situation with the baby right when two kids fell out of the tree, at least 10 years old each. Nobody including myself seemed alarmed. I went over to them, lying face down on the ground not moving. I poked at one of them and asked if they're ok, no response. I turned one over and they were decomposed and long dead. At this moment my mind became overwhelmed with all these horrible things that recently happened in such a short time span. Then I woke up. Just to be clear I would never betray my close friends in such a way I honestly am not attracted to my friend's wife. One of the many reasons this dream disturbed me. What does it all mean?
Had this dream a woman was sitting in an audio room for a radio station but the woman was me but not me in walks her brother in law he was crazed and kidnapped her taking her deep into the woods he was ready to kill her when her husband came to save her at the same time both husband and his brother killed each other. It was daytime in the morning because the ground was damp the smell of wet wood it was a still cold. I can remember the sound of the leaves rustling as the brother inlaw pulled me he wanted to kill me or her both you could feel his anger it was like he had gone insane. after they both killed each the pain i felt was so overpowering i was sad, and shocked then it changed i was with a woman who was a little heavy set short boy cut blond or red hair she had a pleasant smile and face cheerful but the person in the dream is the same woman whose husband just saved her. The woman was big in the church and she was driving me around but we stopped somewhere i am not sure where but i came out of a place i am guessing a store and there are two vehicles close together and a lot of ppl around them but i couldn't see what is going on when i walked around i see that woman crushed between two vehicles, she had blood coming from her mouth but she looks over at me smiling telling me to calm down everything is ok don't cry. I drop to my knees and under the vehicles i see b lood pooling out and spreading faster then i look up she is struggling, it changes again where i am walking down corridors trying to get to this place when i pass out on the floor, the hall way was so long and it echoed when i walked. when i finally come to i stand up and keep walking at the end is two hug wood doors dark wood with brass handles, i open the door and four ppl are there this place is a huge church, I am standing at the door holding it when a young man youth pastor comes up he has read hair about 6 ft tall not bulky but broad built in a tshirt and jeans his cheeks are red and he is crying he walks up to me and says i am sorry you had to go thru all of this. I could feel an overwhelming amount of emotional pain. The sadness was unbearable le
I was helping groups of people from their hiding places in abandoned buildings escape zombies. There were 5 helpers that were walking amongst the zombies covered in their smell and a lone lady distracting zombies. The main character of my dream besides myself was a pregnant woman a small group was protecting. I had found another woman that had just had a baby. I was getting the groups to one central location in an attic in an abandoned house. I found a large tractor and drove it around an open field to distract the zombies so one group could join the other.
Morning November 19, 2017. Sunday. In the first part of my dream, I walk out into a beautiful scene of sunlight and family in an area near a lake and forest. There is a focus on love and well-being. Over time, a situation comes into focus, though it is based on a fictional location of our home. As usual, my non-lucid dream self aka personified subconscious is completely clueless as to where I really live. Instead, my dream’s home is a cottage in a field that does not resemble our present home at all. The field is bordered by a forest beyond the backyard. I become annoyed at learning of a project that relates to a dam being built, which I feel will be too close to our home. It looks like they already started. In one scene, I find myself talking to someone in a park ranger outfit. He is this dream’s personified preconscious, Leo Wyatt (Brian Krause) as he appeared on “Charmed” (which I have not seen for years). He is sitting across the table from me in my fictional house. He tells me that the people building the dam are doing it illegally and are Greenpeace activists. He seems cheerful and jokes about their inability to do things correctly and thereby, they do more harm than good. He seems to be giving me permission to act in whatever way I choose to stop their activities from interfering with the state of my house. I go outside and cuss at an unfamiliar male and tip part of the supposed dam over onto the ground. It is not really a dam yet, just an object shaped like a rectangular prism, slightly reminiscent of a washing machine or oven (though of too ambiguous an appearance to discern as either). I notice several unfamiliar people in the area, both male and female, all in their twenties. One unknown male is carrying several faux wooden rifles that have only the basic shape of a rifle. I am wondering what the point is of having such an object as it neither looks like a real weapon or could be used as one, even though it seems it will be their way of “fighting”. Eventually, it looks like the flowing of the water or the dam structure will not reach where our home is and I wake. Dreams have clear core meanings relating to the nature of being unconscious and achieving consciousness, though based on the level of unconsciousness and the particular time within the sleeping period. This dream is virtually the opposite in implication (if one were to pretend to “interpret” it rather than grasping its actual meaning) as another dream of this same sleeping period. The flow of water relates directly to the dynamics of sleep (based biologically on the glymphatic system) and the particular timing of the sleep cycle and how relaxed one is, including how relaxed their physical body is while sleeping - evidenced by the fact that most recorded sleeping aids utilize the sounds of water, from oceans to rivers to waterfalls. A dam relates to slightly restless sleep, but it is mainly about water lowering waking symbolism (extremely common, at least once per sleeping period for me for over fifty years). So why did I cheerfully create a dam in “A Shallow Stream’s Dam”, also of today’s date, while “knocking over” another dam in this dream? In both dreams, the preconscious was atypically cheerful, though in that dream, there was an attempt at reinduction (that is, to sustain and deepen my dream state), though my act of creating the dam curiously caused the water to lower on both sides of it (rather than increase the essence of water on one side, to deepen my sleep) and eventually led me into the link to return flight waking symbolism (the giant duck’s footprint that had created a pond linked to the stream). In this dream, the water lowering waking symbolism is of the same implication, yet occurs by preventing the dam being completed near my (fictional) house and there is no discernible stream to begin with, just pieces of the dam lying about in the clearing. Although this might be considered an aggressive act, my subliminal realization of this waking symbolism is what caused the rifles held by the other dream character to not be “real”, as a “real” rifle would be a more dominant rendering of RAS (reticular activating system, the biological function that mediates sleeping and waking and level of awareness), but because I had already subliminally stopped reinduction in this dream (that is, not lengthened my dream or deepened or sustained my level of unconsciousness), no “real” weapon was needed to truncate or alter the dream state as a wake-up alert. In simple summary the other dream reveals, “I would like to sleep longer” while this later dream (in the same sleeping period) reveals, “I do not need to sleep any longer and am ready to get up for the day”. The fake wooden rifles also represent the softer awakening, that is, without a hypnopompic kick or other spontaneous muscular waking trigger.
You're watching a movie, a great one. Of a God of some strange mythology. The narrator talks about that God and how he gives up his immortality to go on Earth and about a Goddess who does the same. Then as this slowly fall from the stars the scene changes to a futuristic-looking hospital with LED glowing walls and metal floors, people with modern labcoats, the people rushing aroung and you see the fallen God's become one of the actors.Then you're at the premier of this film and then suddenly the screen dims and you see two people dressed fancy walk up to the stage and announce over the microphone that one of my classmates (Kyro) is being awarded for best male supporting wall. Then after that I take the award for best female supporting role. And then I'm at home with my mom laying on the couch and me sitting next to her. She said "Congratulations! First Oscar at 26!" (I'm 17) and I say "I know, right!" and then I woke up.
Morning of November 19, 2017. Sunday. There is a dream scenario related to John-Boy Walton, though it is too modern to relate directly to “The Waltons” in a logical sense. It has something to do with him having a book on bondage and other adult content. In an unrelated offset sequence, I have to get a bee out of my left ear. I tilt my head to the left and even tap the right side of my head and shake my head a little (even though, of course, the dream self does not have a physical head). Over time, the bee eventually comes out and I wake as soon as it does. It does not bother me that much as I know the process of getting it out is working. The first part of my dream likely relates to our oldest son (although John-Boy has appeared in a number of my dreams since I first saw “The Homecoming”). The “adult content” and “bondage” is likely more about his now being an adult and working as there were no clearer graphic adult implications. The rest of my dream is typical waking symbolism though unique as always and more defined than usual. There is the usual flight symbol that represents the return to wakefulness after being unconscious. A buzzing insect typically relates to increasing neural energy upon becoming more aware of the state of consciousness. This all relates more specifically to inner ear dynamics (and that which causes partial unconsciousness or dizziness in some cases) and RAS (Reticular Activating System). Another dream, “Ear or Wing?”, from July 5, 2016, had identical meaning, though in that dream, a sketchy image of a left ear becomes more like the sketchy image of a bird’s wing.
Morning of November 19, 2017. Sunday. Despite the rainstorm inside our house after the roof was torn off in real life, water induction remains the main dynamic of dream state initiation for me. Dams typically relate to a less restful (and less deeper) sleep though, and water lowering over time symbolizes the waking transition (with shallow water representing being closer to wakefulness). I am wading through a shallow stream (along its course) and there are two unknown people, a male and a female, on the bank at one point. The water is probably only up to my knees. The situation is vivid and peaceful. There is the idea that the unknown male is going to make a dam. At least he suggests one, though I am the one to create it for him. He says that he will use about ten to fifteen trees to make the dam and the female is seemingly annoyed by this. The concern is related to a loss of trees in the dense forest on either side of the stream. I consider her concern, but there does seem to be plenty of trees around. I create the dam by mentally tapping each tree (without viable lucidity, only the typical subliminal lucidity where I do not know I am dreaming but still control the dynamics of the dream state), which for a time, only seems about as big as a pencil as it falls across the stream. After this, I notice the water lowering to where it is only about as high as my toes, though this is seen on both sides of the log dam, which puzzles me. How could water lower on both sides of a dam? I mentally step over the dam and continue to follow the stream’s course to a small pond. “This is a shallow reservoir,” says the other male. I notice a very large footprint that is about the length of a car. It is facing back towards the stream. This footprint is what had created the pond, though there is only the one footprint (which of course is unlikely, though my dream self does not rationalize as such). I first consider that it is a footprint of a tyrannosaurus. Looking more closely, I report to the others that it was made by a giant duck. There is no sense of danger. In fact, I perceive most of the imagery in this dream as beautiful. The concept of return flight waking symbolism (in this case, the presumed giant footprint of a duck in a combined link with the water lowering waking symbolism) is a very common major component of my dreams and has been since early childhood (in fact, over one in five dreams - meaning it has occurred at least once each day for over fifty years, but always with unique dynamics and scenarios). This is how I know, beyond any doubt, that “interpretation” (as the word is popularly misused) is not a valid concept and that such symbolism (and dream state indicators) is typically relative only to the dream self, specific level of unconsciousness, and the dream state, not real life (unless either literally prescient or deliberately scripted or otherwise willed by the conscious self identity). Because of my slightly restless sleep, there was one other dream featuring a dam on this day, but with completely different dynamics and a more dominant preconscious.
It started with my aunt and uncle and their kids coming to our house. Then, all of us except the kids went to the back room and smoked amphetamines. We went to a Mormon thrift store where everything was purple. I ran off and started looking for stuff on the left side of the store, including a music keyboard, while everyone else was on the right side. When they found me they nonchalantly told me they were buying a tray to cook fish, bought it, and we went to this red/yellow camping trailer that was bigger on the inside. At this point our life started slowly turning into an episode of a Minecraft roleplay that I watch. One of the female characters was standing on a pedestal around about 6 other people, and sent one of their enemies off flying casting a spell where the wings will have sex with them. She was the only actual character present; I have no idea who everyone else was. We went to the upstairs and started smoking marijuana, when the dream transitioned into a Minecraft video where the teenage boy playing punched a baby dragon and the words "BAD IDEA" flashed across the screen and he started running, passing other monsters on his way. The video still seemed involved with the dream. The entire vibe of this dream was a mix of scary, sad and euphoric. (mostly euphoric)
Shabeena, Kymberly, and I transfer to a school in the west. I get on the coach without taking any of my stuff along, except bizarrely a guitar. I don't even have my timetable, so use CamScanner to scan them off the back of some students' food packets. My first and only lesson that day is music, after their maths. I shout to get them to settle down and move to the front, and soon get two complaints - from a neighbouring P2 teacher and the office. The following teacher takes them; initially aloof, it's Shayna from NIE. I hug her, but transferring is still the worst decision ever.
I had a dream from my 13th birthday and all my friends were there sitting in a tree we used for playing games. Well I fell out of the tree and was rushed to the hospital. Then I saw a black figure lurking over me and I said your time is up you have to come with me. I had realized that I was talking to death and my worst fear is death. Then I woke up on the day of my birthday.
Last night I had a dream that I was back in my old house which I moved out of a little over 2 years ago. I was able to fly. I would start running as fast as I could across my yard and then before I knew it I would be soaring about 15 feet off the ground. It felt fun but also out of control. I remember feeling my heart beat speed up when I would unwillingly get higher and higher off the ground, and over the tops of the trees in my yard. I could see my siblings chasing me on the ground while laughing and cheering. Every time I tried to get back onto the ground I would fall the last 5 feet and hurt myself. Even though flying usually means freedom I couldn't seem to leave the area surrounding my house and found it hard to get a fast enough running start to get into the air.
My first true love passed away a lil over 4 years ago now, i have moved on into another relationship and no engaged, i keep have a dream of adam(my love who has passed) coming knocking on my door and he keeps telling me he faked his death and i have to go with him, or others would be he would come to my bed side and he will say its time to go it breaks my heart, when i wake up. Anyone know what this means
Martin is a Evil spirit which had terrorised me from a very young age, one night i went to bed feeling very anxious, i then drifted off to sleep, i then had the dream i woke up in an abandoned old house to which i looked up and saw my self hanging up by a noose with Martin latching on to my dead hanging body, I remember screaming and as i shoot up awaking from the dream i then saw hanging from my curtain pole in my room my dead body with Martin again only for a split second, currently i do still receive dreams from Martin as also i see him doing my day to day activities! He will never leave ..
I had a dream that I was at my school and my friend Farida took a injection and with it she could be able to time travel and me and my other friend Karolína and Chloe were running away from her at the start we thought it was just a game but then Chloe couldn't catch up with me and karolina ! So farida stuck the injection into Chloe's neck and it was bleeding badly and Chloe and faridas eyes were inside out and we could see the blue and green Veins on their faces me and karolina were running for our lives we tried to get out of the school but the doors were locked! Then I woke up.
My dream last night was basically about a nuclear bomb, someone was teaching me how to aim a nuclear bomb somewhere without me getting hurt in the process. That person then made me bomb Disneyland Paris, I went there for my boyfriends birthday in August so I didn't understand it, my brother who I know longer talk to them tried to bomb it and missed completely. I just want to know what this means? It shook me up in a way because when I've looked it up so many different reasons come up as to why I've dreamt this. I'd love someone who's a professional dream reader to tell me what this could mean.
I was on a flying school bus. I was on the flying school bus with my college friend and roommate, Emma. The bus was flying about 100 feet above and away from New York City. As I looked out the window, I could see one tornado that has touched ground and could fit just between building on the street. It was going through a street and not completely destroying the buildings but crumbling just the tops of each it passed. I don’t remember understanding why i was on the school bus or feeling anything as I watched the tornado go through. That was all i could remember of the dream.
There is a lot going on in my dream. I see a baby and i am so happy to see this baby. My friend arrives with a young man who is limp. They drive to my house and he carries in this young man. He puts him down in my house on the floor. Next minute there is all of these spiders coming out of his chest. Lots of spiders and they are running all over the floor. My friend disappears with the young man and i see another one of my friends finding a cure for someone being sick and having spiders coming out of their chest. The last part of my dream is i see baby clothes in inside of a greeting card. I open the card and the picture inside is baby clothes ranging from new born to one year old clothes in many different colours. What could my dream mean?
I had this dream this morning, it little weird to think that i have this dream?? Do you know this guy? His name is jumin han and from game called mystic messager. I don't really remember at first beginning but i remember at middle. He became a cat at my dream and trying to crush in my room but i stopped him by block the door but he keeps to push the door until the door open. He hug me and undress me. i kind embarrassed at first, but don't know why i lie enjoy it... he kissed me with deep kiss and slowly touch my body. I don't want to continue so i force to awake and i awake.
I recently had a weird dream. In the dream I was in different cartoon or animated movies, but it was as if I was seeing the through a virtual reality device. In my dream I woke up to find myself in a spaceship like setting and i had figured out that the virtual reality had a secret message but I had to figure it out. I ended up looking up something on a device like a cell phone and got a list of movies like Spirited Away and other movies like that. Like I could actually read the different titles of movies on the list but I can't remember them all. Anyways I my dream I had a friend who ended up having trouble in her virtual reality and almost died.