Recent dreams containing arron

I saw my brother Barron crying and praising God

Une amie a rêvé de mon père (qui n'était pas encore décédé au moment de ce rêve), qu'elle ne connait pas. Dans ce rêve mon père mettait une porte faite en très beau bois tout lisse, dont les rebords avaient un retour complètement arrondi dans mon appartement.

Une amie a rêvé de mon père (qui n'était pas encore décédé au moment de son rêve), qu'elle ne connait pas. Dans ce rêve mon père mettait une porte faite en très beau bois tout lisse, dont les rebords avaient un retour complètement arrondi dans mon appartement.

Une amie a rêvé de mon père (qui n'était pas encore décédé au moment de son rêve), qu'elle ne connait pas. Dans son rêve il mettait une porte en bois très beau et très sacré, dont les rebords avaient un retour complètement arrondi et l'effet était comme ci personne ne pouvait rentrer dans mon appartement.

THE BEAR EAT THE PICKEL THAT WAS PINK AND YELLOW AND THEN A GIANT FIRE ERUPTED FROM A SILENT PIT THAT WAS MARRON AND ORANGE THEN A HIPPY CAME AND SAID PEACE OUT AND DIED FROM A CARROT THAT WAS WHITE AND MOLDY THEN A HUGE CAT THAT HAD BLUE AND RED SPOTS CAME UP AND SAT ON A HUGE DOG WITH GREEN AND NEON PINT STRIPES THEN THEY STARTED TO KISS EACH OTHER AND THEN TOOK A NAP IN SPACE AND THEN PULUMETED TO RUSSIA WHER THE HUGE CAT AND DOG ME A SMALL ELEPHANT NAMED GEORGE AND THEY ALL HAD A PARTY AND LIVED FOREVER

I dreamt about barron

Agents,mafia,gangsters, or somebody is Trying to kill me. they are chasing me endlessly and I narrowly escape every time. I don't know who and why but they try really hard and always eventually find me. people I know help me, I feel like I know them and I don't want them to get hurt from collateral effects. A skinny black guy. Felt Somalian in a grey hat and grey shorts. Keeps asking me if I am me I say no because I know he's going to kill me if I say yes and also asks something like if I'm the guy who shot myself or someone to make sure I'm the guy he's looking for 100% (To the right is traffic lights. Left is barron field.) if I'm the guy who shot my self? A white Cadillac Escalade pickup truck sees me during this conversation and I know there trying to kill me. I fake them out n escape by running. He finds me in the hotel room with people I know. They are having a good time until I see the assassins shoes at the door. Its the somolian assassin. He alone at the door but I feel like he has lots of people. So I jump through the window its a one floor hotel. Try to call 911 but I hit 922 or something. Then the guy picks up and is an idiot. And I try to explain I'm in arizona?(I live in toronto but I think the dream is in arizona?) the grey hat and short skinny Somalian assassin came around the back and found me. He had a sharp shiny large knife. He tried to stab me a couple of times but I dodged it. Not sure if he got me a little bit with the knife or not but I barely dodge it. But I overpower him and have him in the full mount. And I'm about to slit his throat and he changed to my cat (I treat my cat as a son.) as I was killing him. I cried while I sawed my cats throat killing him. while I'm sawing his throat which takes a while I loook at a clock, Then it jumps forward and felt like time was up. It felt confusing and I new it didn't make sense. I hid in the far backyard by the fence. Behind a lil hill dirt pile until I seen help looking for me. I asked for tony soprano cuz I was scared and hed protect me and some people helping pointed him out he was in boxers and a white undershirt with his head in his hands sitting and looked like a wreck mentally. Then I said wait I'm dreaming and woke up.