Recent dreams containing dust page 10

I want to become successfull businessman in IT industry

My dream started as a gathering of people looking at a building with a large wooden double door. The door opened and a woman of middle age wearing a flowing white and light blue robe type dress began to float out of the door with her arms slightly outstretched but low on her body(about even with her waist). She gives off a peaceful happy feeling but she seemed sad. All the people were excited and talking to one another as she emerged. I see a batch of horses near by and sneak away to visit them. Four of. the horses were brown with white blazes but one was white. Not pure white but a muddled dusty white. As I ran to greet the horses they began to frolic and play. I ran looked to the white horse and it was as if we communicated that we wanted to play.. I darted for the nearest tree as fast as I could. The horses bolted towards me in play. The white horse was in the lead and ran closely past the tree and I and ahead of it was a wire or cord dangling across two trees. The white horse jumped the wire and fell off a small 50ft cliff and crash landed in a parking lot for an industrial complex. The horse couldn't stand up. I screamed and looked around for help and several gaurd men ran angrily towards me so I ran. A girl around early 20's said she would help me so I ran with her to her house. Once we were inside we could hear guardsmen yelling and getting closer. The girl opens the door and said my name and that I was inside. They rushed in as I hid next to the couch . I thought to make myself invisible and it worked. The gaurd stood looking me directly in my face but could not see me. They left and I ran.

Somehow a man on my subway stole something of mine. This man leaped off the train on to the platform and across the tracks on to a long stretch of grass covered land, like a park. my younger sister and I sprinted after him and the park area seemed to last forever! she knew I was fast so she kept shoving me forward trying to help me, but I kept tripping and falling! the man, about mid 20s, hopped on a random bike and pedaled away faster but I kept chasing him until we reached a grand old building and bust through the glass doors into a long room with dozens and dozens of elevators. I saw the man jump in one, but I could tell which one or where he would get off! I tried counting the dings while my sister hopped in another and left me. I don't know what happened next but the I knew I was searching for him on a college campus and ended up on a terrifying scavenger hunt for dusty paintings and broken trinkets that where given to me through cryptic messages left around and I remember being so afraid but still helping others even though I had no clue who they were or why they were there.

I was with a sister and a friend. Their faces were blurry, so I couldn't recognize them at all. I just knew who they were. We were in my grandparents old house, and it was a perfect match to what it was in real life. My parents were upstairs sleeping, and us 3 stayed downstairs until later. We saw on the news that morning that it was the "Night of the Savannah" and to take caution. We looked it up, and found that it was a creature that visited your house at night and tried to hurt you. That night, we were turning off the lights to head upstairs. We all walked out to the dining room from the kitchen, and my sister was attacked by a large black shadow with bright white eyes. It squeezed her, shook her, and she screamed. The more she screamed, the more she was hurt. My friend fled to the living room, and the shadow then did the same to her. I ran and smacked the shadow, and it turned on me. It grabbed a hold of my neck, and every time I screamed louder it squeezed harder. Eventually, I grabbed its neck and it began screaming as well. An ear piercing, horrible scream. It wouldn't die, my friend and sister started shooting it and stabbing it. I wound up slamming my hand over it's mouth and it stopped screaming, and then started to fade into dust. My sister and friend were beating and shooting at the air, and I was still screaming, feeling like something was still touching me.

Visiting with aquiantances in my current home and the ceiling begins to pour down rain inside through out the house so i pull down the attic stairs in the hallway (which my house doesn\'t have) and climb into the attic to find the leak only instead i find a room i\'ve never seen before and its full of treasures antiques and i find my self being captivated by these treasures of antiques furniture etc the room is well built and sturdy no leaks and appears to be built of cedar no dust or spider webs as if it has been keep an preserved a marvelous discovery

Friends come to visit in my current home and the ceilings begin to pour down rain inside through out the house so I pull down the attic stairs of the hallway (which my house doesn't have) and climb into the attic to find the leak, only instead I find a room I've never seen before and its full of treasures, antiques and I find my self being captivated by these treasures of antiques, furniture, etc. The room is well built and sturdy no leaks and appears to be built of cedar, no dust or spider webs as if it has been keep an preserved. a marvelous discovery.

Me and my girlfriends kids are sitting in the backyard of our house playing, she comes out and says dinner is ready. The kids run inside with her, but as I walk through the door everything changes. All the furniture vanish, my wife and kids aren't there. The whole house looks like it's been abandoned for years, the windows are all boarded up and everything's covered in dust. I run to the front yard and scream there names, no one answers, I walk back inside the house, and walk to the corner of the room where there's a dusty old chair and sit down. When I do I feel something in the chair, it's a revolver with one bullet, I take the gun point it at my had and pull the trigger, then wake up

I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?

I was at the party I saw in real life watching a cartoon movie, The Jungle Book 2 with a different ending to it. A girl called Shanti was grunting climbing a dead tree, and music was playing. everything in the jungle was on fire and there was dust and smoke everywhere. Everything was ruined and it looked all brown. The ground was dirty. A bear was throwing a toddler boy from hand to hand left to right and he was laughing and happy. Shanti looked disappointed and they were all trying to escape the jungle.

I dreamt of spider webs ihad a duster an could not get rid of them