Recent dreams containing stone page 5

I walked in a cemetery with my dad but instead of going through the tombstones to go to where my late grandmother was, we did not go because it was foggy and there were some snow

My dream was about some sort of plague or apocalpyse that had changed society as we know it. I can remember 4 parts of the dream 1. My group is staying in an abandoned house. I have a small backpack of stuff, and I'm packing it up while talking with other people in my group 2. My group is at a large cave. I see a little kid try to commit suicide by drinking detergent. This is the second time he's tried to do this. I stop him before he swallows more than a mouthful. I go out of the cave and see the group's doctor sitting at a white folding table. She is talking to a girl about how just because there's a lot of sickness doesn't mean she can give out free tissues. I ask the doctor whether I need to do anything else for the boy, and she says no. 3. I'm at a sandstone river gorge on the banks of a river that rushes over big rocks. I am talking with my little sister on the phone, and she says that her group cannot find much water and is rationing what they have and going thirsty. 4. I am in a car with my sister, who has joined my group. We are on a steep mountain road in the dark - maybe the Sawteeth at Yellowstone. A group of motor cycles pass by - only one motorcycle has working lights. I say that in the darkness, a motorcycle could be mistaken for a monster and shot.

Left work and the operatung room and hopped a train and solved wheel of fortune type puzzles. Then got on a plane and met my sister in Norway on a snow ski with a red dress on and aliens in the place we were staying. We went to a big nice house with stone and glass and concrete. Then a girl was complaining how she had a worse house. I left after my sister and the aliens gave me a pink balloon to squeeze to talk to them. I kept squeezing it on the plane ride home and the one I was talking to got mad. I train rode through the puzzles and house again. Then I woke up in bed next to my husband and the aliens had turned me into a monkey until I could learn to grow up and listen to them.

I pushed myself against the wall as stone and concrete from the arch above me collapsed. Nothing hit me

I pushed myself against the wall asstone and concrete collapsed from above. Nothing hit me

I pushed myself against the wall of a stone and concrete bridge that was collapsing. I covered my face waiting to be hit by the stones. It didn't touch me

The first part of my dream went like this. I was a sheriff's deputy driving on a dirt road when suddenly I stopped at a train yard, just outside the main entrance of it which was closed off by a wire gate. To my right were three sandstone pillars with small squares set into them. When I looked at them four chuckles appeared inside the circles as if some invisible hand was drawing them. Out of nowhere a car I recognized but couldn't remember where it was from blasted through the gate and hit a red train car from the side. I don't know why but I got this extremely hostile feeling and I drove up and rammed the other car from behind, trapping the driver there. A few moments of us playing reverse tug of war and suddenly the train car tips over and completely crushes the other car, a pool of blood appearing beneath the driver side. There was a small window near the top of the train car where many people's hands were trying to reach out. Their hands were gray and dirty in color. The very next thing I remember was now I was a German Shepherd with an injured front leg. The only reason I know that is because as the German Shepard half of my experience was in third person and the other half was first person. My experience as a cop was all first person. Anyway, three really dirty, gray skinned men show up. Im still in the train yard, just inside of some sort of two story warehouse. The outside was made out of some rusting sheet metal while the inside rooms and floors were made out of what looked like fresh plywood. The three men are pushing and shoving their way up some stairs frantically, and I follow them with my injured leg. They mention something about staying in the light or "they'll" get you, so I decided to take that advice to heart even though they weren't even talking to me. There were small lit candles just up the stairs that surprisingly illuminated about a meter's worth of space very brightly. The three men disappeared or simply went out of sight while I went towards the candles. By now I'm in one corner of the warehouse. To my right I'm looking inwards towards an empty room with a candle that's illuminating it entirely and I suddenly feel freezing cold. I bolt into that room as fast as I can and huddle into a corner. Just as I turn back around I see a long, scrawny hand and arm laying just outside my room, followed by a huge, dense cloud of fog. I'm in a third person view right now, and can see hundreds of similar hands, each with long needle like claws protruding from the finger tips. I start panicking and then I wake up.

The part of the dream that i remember starts in a grey clay house with one window the skies are blue and the temperature is nice and soft the house does not have a roof and there is one more person there it is a pale bald man with a very plain face the appearance of the person is pretty much as undressed as it can be i feel close to this person maybe as a friend maybe more but im unsure even in the dream i feel unsure the person begins to bang his head on the wall to the left i seem to understand why the person does this and i somehow even agree to what hes doing after banging hes head on the wall i see a red circle on his forehead the person smiles the person lies down on the floor the person tells me it wants to die and asks me to pick up one of the multiple huge boulders in the room and drop it on hes head i reach for the boulder but i cannot bring myself to pick it up now two other persons without faces come into the room and start kicking the person a few times before picking up one of the boulders they carry it above the persons head and i move out of the building intense fear and sadness are what i feel next i move back into the building but there is nothing there except for a few stones and boulders now all of a sudden i feel like i want to die it feels so unreal looking back at the emotion and feeling i felt in the dream like nothing i have ever experienced in real life the feeling was completely alien to me it was not even like a want but it felt necesarry to die i wanted to die i had to two wooden supports appear in the room i set up the supports and before i know it the big boulder simply lies on it enough room for my head under it all it would take is me lying under there and pushing out one of the supports i sit down besides it and i feel very heavy i lay down and close my eyes envision nothingness before opening my eyes and leaving the room i stand outisde to room near a ledge with a small wall i lean on the wall with both my arms and look over it i see a beautifull sand beach and a blue sea with blue skies above it it feels so empty and sad i wake up

The part of the dream that i remember starts in a grey clay house with one window. the skies are blue and the temperature is nice and soft. The house does not have a roof and there is one more person there. It is a pale bald man with a very plain face. The appearance of the person is pretty much as undressed as it can be. I feel close to this person maybe as a friend maybe more but im unsure even in the dream i feel unsure. The person begins to bang his head on the wall to the left. I seem to understand why the person does this and i somehow even agree to what hes doing. After banging hes head on the wall i see a red circle on his forehead. the person smiles. The person lies down on the floor. The person tells me it wants to die and asks me to pick up one of the multiple huge boulders in the room and drop it on hes head. I reach for the boulder but i cannot bring myself to pick it up. Now two other persons without faces come into the room and start kicking the person a few times before picking up one of the boulders. They carry it above the persons head and i move out of the building. Intense fear and sadness are what i feel next. I move back into the building but there is nothing there except for a few stones and boulders. Now all of a sudden i feel like I want to die. It feels so unreal looking back at the emotion and feeling i felt in the dream. Like nothing i have ever experienced in real life. The feeling was completely alien to me. It was not even like a want but it felt necesarry to die. I wanted to die... I had to. Two wooden supports appear in the room. I set up the supports and before i know it the big boulder simply lies on it. Enough room for my head under it. All it would take is me lying under there and pushing out one of the supports. i sit down besides it and i feel very heavy. I lay down and close my eyes. Envision nothingness before opening my eyes and leaving the room. I stand outisde to room near a ledge with a small wall. I lean on the wall with both my arms and look over it. I see a beautifull sand beach and a blue sea with blue skies above it. It feels so empty and sad. I wake up.

My husnand saw me as a gold plate full of stones