I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I had a dream my girlfriend kissed someone else in front of me cheating
Seeing mangalsutra in dream means (a hindu sacred wedding neclace)
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I ave been dreaming about not exactly sexual but like loveydovey but then it ends badly like someone getting hurt
There was a flood then a big koi fish jumped out of the water swam up the dove back down while waving his tail fin
White dove
What does it mean to catch a dove in a dream?
So I the furthest background it's pitch black..... Second layer is the sun.... Bright orange... But only half the sun... So, like a crescent sun.... Next layer is blackbirds flying all over... Erratically.... Out of the sun pops this entity.... It's like a lump of coal... Has wings and eye much like a bat... The eyes are blood red and it flies straight toward me... Gets centimeters away from my face..... And the feeling I get in my soul is scary.... But not like fearing.... But like it sees something I can't and flys back into the sun....... Then white dove start mixing with the blackbirds..... And pretty soon..... All that's left is pure white light.
A young boy had drowned. I dove into the water to recover him, but I couldn't reach him because I couldn't hold my breath.
Father mistakingly shot his son instead of doves.
I dream that god send me white dove and a voice cme out from the dove saying i have 5 min to give him a picture of what buissness i want.
I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.