Recent dreams containing rope page 3

Im being hunted by a werewolf, seeing it on my property and sometimes breaking in my home.

I was vacationing with my parents at a beach house that we used to visit, and I had brought my computer bag filled with a single change of clothes and some other things; because I have to travel back and forth to uni so in the event that my mum and I get storm stayed we're not outta clothes. I was complaining about how we were staying there for a week and I only have a single set of clothes. In actuality I wanted to make it sound like I only had the clothes on my back because it was incredibly sudden that we went out there and I didn't have a chance to grab my laptop. But my mum casually hand waved it off saying that we could just wash and dry them there...except no because they didn't have a washer and the only "dryer" was a clothes line. So at a stalemate I just decide fuck it, I'm teleporting back home and getting my computer and some clothes proper. I place down a slightly glowing orange symbol in the room I was staying at so I could more easily warp back here and jumped trying to teleport myself back to my house. I wasn't successful though and it was at that point that I realized that I hadn't placed a marker in my room at home either. The shade of the orange symbol was a proper orange, and the symbol was kinda like a solid colored heart with a thick lined circle around it I think. It wasn't even that big either, about the size of your average coaster. Anyways my cousin and aunt, who were apparently staying with us, come in and telling them of my plight it turns out I could use my cousin to warp to their house, and then work my way back home. So I pick up a book that has like maps of streets and interconnecting streets in the general are, so I manage to jump to their house, landing in my cousin's room. And wouldn't you know there's a symbol kinda like mine but in a deep blue...except it wasn't that my cousin also could teleport; it was more like it was a place of returning.

Girlfriend being groped by other men

My uncle molested me in my dream. he tricked me by saying he'll fix my arm (it was dislocated) then came behind me groped and pushed his croch against me.

I was in my old house, and it was at night time. Me, my dad, sister and little brother where in the bedroom, then we herd a creek at the front almost as if someone had opened it. We herd footsteps, then all of a sudden this old man was in our house, and was acting mental, and confused. He had a white T-shirt, some PJ's, and some really thick glasses. He walked into my room and started waving at us, that's when my dad tried to escort him out of the house, and that's when he droped something on the ground, so my Dad picked him up and threw him out of the house and that's when I woke up. What does this dream mean???

I dreamt I lived on a property with my husband. (In real life he died a year ago). I was sitting on the grass just outside the fence and a white cow leaned her head through and gently nuzzled me and licked my face. I heard my husband call out, "I think you have a friend for life there." Then I was sitting on the ground just outside the dooor to our house. Icould see inside a packet of chips. Half had been eaten, and it was closed to keep fresh. Next to it was an open chip packet filled with beautiful yellow lemons. My husband was further away outside the house with another woman. I ealised if I wanted him to come back to me I had to love and take care of myself.

I was in my old neighborhood the one I grew up in in the trailer court. My family disappeared suddenly all leaving me and driving off. I was stuck there and the house started sinking in the quick sand my family had left without me. My best friends boyfriend, Trevor, showed up on a bike and told me to get in the bike trailer and we peddled away. His bike broke down in the parking lot of this hotel not too far away from where my place was. Trevor tried to fix it but it was taking him a long time because he kept finding electronics on the ground and was dismantling them assuring me he knew what he was doing. my best friend April showed up in a taxi cab and told me to get in and yelled at Trevor for not having his bike properly fixed up to make the journey and she told him don't even come back until you got it fixed. We got home and Her mom was in the front yard staring at an apple tree with giant apples the size of a human being. she said that use to be my tree untill the flood moved the seeds and it started growing just outside my fence. Then I said imagine if one of those apples fell on your head as you walked by. Then I woke up

In my dream my brother and I were on our way to a professional wrestling match when we were pulled over by the cops. The police asked for our IDs and asked where we were going tonight and when we said professional wrestling match this is what he told us: ""Professional Wrestling" is considered one of the most successful efforts of the Extreme Perversity Normalization Initiative's "Closet Project". Professional Wrestling was designed by Illuminati meme artists and psychologists to accomplish three primary aims: 1) To serve as a simple means of screening the public for propensity to extreme gullibility - a trait highly desired by the Illuminati and one cultivated through eugenics programs. 2) To encourage public acceptance of suspension of disbelief and critical thinking as vast numbers of people invested emotional attachment in contests they knew rationally were predetermined and staged. 3) To promote a culture of hypermasculine homoeroticism of a type designed to appeal primarily to aggressive young males in denial about their own homosexual impulses. All EPNI "wrestling" features an emphasis on exaggerated masculinity, fetishistic focus on the male physique, extensive use of sweat/body oils, and promotions of polyamorous homosexual BDSM rituals involving "tag teams" and "submission"

I dreamed of a two headed lion trying to enter my grandmother’s property and we did some sort of witchcraft to try and keep it out and i woke up before i knew if it worked or not.

I was about sixteen years old. i was dating a guy i really loved. i have never seen that man in real life and i cant remeber what he looked like. but one day he commited suicide and i was broken. i cried day and night. and i cant reameber properperly but the apartment he lived in was also burnred down after he died. and then his sister tried to console me. i cried infront of her and she held me. and eventually i fell for his sister. we never started officially dating but we looved each other. and at last we visited the apartment my boyfriend used to live in. it was abandoned now. i dont remeber anything after that