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I was inside a mall I know, the Dimond Mall specifically, but everything was exaggerated in every single way. Everything was more colorful, it seemed a lot more active than it usually is in real life, and it almost seems a little more retro, like how it used to be in the past. When I walked in, the Safeway/grocery store of the area (which is no longer there) was selling only candy. People in costumes were buying this candy, but it looked like everyone was in the same exact costume. Kind of a mix between a bunny and a jack-o-lantern. Oh, and some had straw coming out, like a scarecrow. I remember one guy who appeared like he worked there had long black hair and he was fixated on me. Totally looked like a "chick" trap from Thailand, though not in costume per say. Just really feminine face for a guy and I think he was trying to get my attention with something on my shirt. I don't recall what was on my shirt. Anyway, I continue on and I see this performance going on. Although it has no audience whatsoever. Wait, I remember a mother and a daughter watching, but that was it. There were young children singing, almost in like a Holiday Christmas type vibe. They all had uniforms on that kind of look like the kid on the Pilot Bread Cracker box and a big TV recording their performance. Most of what I saw was just them singing, but it also seems like a stage across from them had some older kids acting out a scene. I remember that the only way to pass through this performance was by going through the orchestra seat chairs. Each chair had a violin tucked under the leg of each chair and looked like they belonged to others that were not present or playing in the concert. I remember that every violin was white chocolate dipped cookie creme Oreo colored. And of course I weave through all of them just fine until the very last one, which I trip over. I didn't break the violin (at first) when I sat in the chair closest to it and started to correct what I had did. There seemed to be an orchestra teacher in the empty row in front of me. She didn't seem terribly mad at me, and I remember wanting to leave the impression on her that I knew what I was doing. The small violin had a name on it, first and last written on its side. I can't really remember the name but I definitely saw a full name there. I think the first one was either Kevin or Derek. Every time I would try and put the violin in a resting position the teacher she would object to how I had it and made me try again. She blurted out two names of my incorrect positioning. Only one of them I remember, "The Dead Draenei" wtf So I try and make all of this right by putting it exactly as the others. I noticed the violin had five strings (it traditionally has four) and two of them on the left just broke from me handling it. I couldn't remember how to re-string instruments as my teacher in school had always done it for me so I was *****ed. After giving up, I put it back in place and went about my way. It was at this point I remember I needed some certain somethings for my apartment. I went into several stores, and every one had my friend Jason working at each one. Except he looked thinner and older. He also laughed at everything I did around the stores he worked in. Eventually I scored this really small wheeled footstool in one of the stores. It was really low to the ground and I started using it as a skateboard around the mall. I was coming up to some steps in a very particular hallway in the mall that is shaped like it was in real life. There are only four or so steps there. Stacey and I think Kayla (Could have been Krista) were walking next to each other going the opposite way. Either way, they're all *****s. So I squat down low and jump up and over the steps. The footstool thing stuck to my knee and I was able to ollie up over them and land on the footstool and keep going. Stacey looked back and shouted, "Nice!" I replied, "Ain't nothing" and kept rolling over to my destination. The place I went to used to be a type of toy store. In real life, it seems like a cursed spot in the mall. It's always changing into something else, somewhat annually. I forget what it currently is now. In my dream, it was an electronics store like Best Buy or Gamestop, though it looked more of the toy store it used to be. And yes, Jason worked there. So I do this weird behind the leg hackey sack kick to the stool and it shoots out from under my foot and lands face up halfway into a small box next to the front entrance. Jason laughed at me. It was really too smooth. So at this point, the mall was threatening to close. I remember searching fast for what I wanted. Something to do with Wolverine or whatever? The X-Men, I really wasn't sure...just that I vividly knew the cover and thought it was a video game. I panicked as the store was closing and looking hard for this game. Nothing looked like what I wanted. After searching slow and thoroughly and not finding it, I go to the book section directly next to it, and I see a hardback that looks exactly what I'm searching for, but I dismiss it saying, "Nah, it cannot be a book." I remember around here I saw two people I knew and one that was made up. Devin from my high school days whom I still keep in touch with, and Luke from work who recently divorced and left Alaska. The third guy was a totally made up guy was this stocky short but really muscular dude, who to my knowledge doesn't exist in real life. He looked really windburned, having very red and blotchy/bumpy skin that you normally get when you're fair skinned and have worked out. He also at first had some kind of breathing receptacle on over his mouth, which kinda reminded me of Bane but it seemed more box-type cylinder-esque, like a gas mask. Devin and Luke were talking to each other. They don't know each other as far as I know. They saw me and made mention of what I was looking for. I really don't remember what they said, but Luke tried to get my attention to catch up. Instead, I chime into their conversation with a reply that I also really don't remember, but it had like a self-pitiful tone to it. That's when the made-up guy takes the mask off and he says, "Well, can't blame the hot ones for how ugly they are." After that, I placed him as Alissa's ex (though he doesn't really exist IRL) and I knew who he was talking about, and what he meant by it. I followed him out of the store and was trying to regain his attention. Saying "Hey, you're Mike right? You dated Alissa before me?" He spun around while still walking forward and gave me this big handshake, but continued walking. I follow him and I'm getting this friendly brotherly vibe about him and after what he said, I wanted to acquaint myself better. I call him Mike again and he says, "Actually it's Matt." Which makes sense, I always *****ing mistake those two names for each other. Before I know it, he's gone, Devin's gone, Luke's gone, Jason's gone, and I'm outside the store and it's all locked up. I go to retrieve my footstool skateboard and somebody had already taken it to go put it back. Epic fail. That's when I realized I wasn't looking for any *****ing X-Men game. I needed a USB to micro USB cord so I can recharge my prepaid drug dealer flip phone and Tablet in my apartment. Fuck. And I wake up.
2018-01-31 20:13:39
Weird dream under Blood Moon 1/31/18 I was inside a mall I know, the Dimond Mall specifically, but everything was exaggerated in every single way. Everything was more colorful, it seemed a lot more active than it usually is in real life, and it almost seems a little more retro, like how it used to be in the past. When I walked in, the Safeway/grocery store of the area (which is no longer there) was selling only candy. People in costumes were buying this candy, but it looked like everyone was in the same exact costume. Kind of a mix between a bunny and a jack-o-lantern. Oh, and some had straw coming out, like a scarecrow. I remember one guy who appeared like he worked there had long black hair and he was fixated on me. Totally looked like a "chick" trap from Thailand, though not in costume per say. Just really feminine face for a guy and I think he was trying to get my attention with something on my shirt. I don't recall what was on my shirt. Anyway, I continue on and I see this performance going on. Although it has no audience whatsoever. Wait, I remember a mother and a daughter watching, but that was it. There were young children singing, almost in like a Holiday Christmas type vibe. They all had uniforms on that kind of look like the kid on the Pilot Bread Cracker box and a big TV recording their performance. Most of what I saw was just them singing, but it also seems like a stage across from them had some older kids acting out a scene. I remember that the only way to pass through this performance was by going through the orchestra seat chairs. Each chair had a violin tucked under the leg of each chair and looked like they belonged to others that were not present or playing in the concert. I remember that every violin was white chocolate dipped cookie creme Oreo colored. And of course I weave through all of them just fine until the very last one, which I trip over. I didn't break the violin (at first) when I sat in the chair closest to it and started to correct what I had did. There seemed to be an orchestra teacher in the empty row in front of me. She didn't seem terribly mad at me, and I remember wanting to leave the impression on her that I knew what I was doing. The small violin had a name on it, first and last written on its side. I can't really remember the name but I definitely saw a full name there. I think the first one was either Kevin or Derek. Every time I would try and put the violin in a resting position the teacher she would object to how I had it and made me try again. She blurted out two names of my incorrect positioning. Only one of them I remember, "The Dead Draenei" wtf So I try and make all of this right by putting it exactly as the others. I noticed the violin had five strings (it traditionally has four) and two of them on the left just broke from me handling it. I couldn't remember how to re-string instruments as my teacher in school had always done it for me so I was *****ed. After giving up, I put it back in place and went about my way. It was at this point I remember I needed some certain somethings for my apartment. I went into several stores, and every one had my friend Jason working at each one. Except he looked thinner and older. He also laughed at everything I did around the stores he worked in. Eventually I scored this really small wheeled footstool in one of the stores. It was really low to the ground and I started using it as a skateboard around the mall. I was coming up to some steps in a very particular hallway in the mall that is shaped like it was in real life. There are only four or so steps there. Stacey and I think Kayla (Could have been Krista) were walking next to each other going the opposite way. Either way, they're all *****s. So I squat down low and jump up and over the steps. The footstool thing stuck to my knee and I was able to ollie up over them and land on the footstool and keep going. Stacey looked back and shouted, "Nice!" I replied, "Ain't nothing" and kept rolling over to my destination. The place I went to used to be a type of toy store. In real life, it seems like a cursed spot in the mall. It's always changing into something else, somewhat annually. I forget what it currently is now. In my dream, it was an electronics store like Best Buy or Gamestop, though it looked more of the toy store it used to be. And yes, Jason worked there. So I do this weird behind the leg hackey sack kick to the stool and it shoots out from under my foot and lands face up halfway into a small box next to the front entrance. Jason laughed at me. It was really too smooth. So at this point, the mall was threatening to close. I remember searching fast for what I wanted. Something to do with Wolverine or whatever? The X-Men, I really wasn't sure...just that I vividly knew the cover and thought it was a video game. I panicked as the store was closing and looking hard for this game. Nothing looked like what I wanted. After searching slow and thoroughly and not finding it, I go to the book section directly next to it, and I see a hardback that looks exactly what I'm searching for, but I dismiss it saying, "Nah, it cannot be a book." I remember around here I saw two people I knew and one that was made up. Devin from my high school days whom I still keep in touch with, and Luke from work who recently divorced and left Alaska. The third guy was a totally made up guy was this stocky short but really muscular dude, who to my knowledge doesn't exist in real life. He looked really windburned, having very red and blotchy/bumpy skin that you normally get when you're fair skinned and have worked out. He also at first had some kind of breathing receptacle on over his mouth, which kinda reminded me of Bane but it seemed more box-type cylinder-esque, like a gas mask. Devin and Luke were talking to each other. They don't know each other as far as I know. They saw me and made mention of what I was looking for. I really don't remember what they said, but Luke tried to get my attention to catch up. Instead, I chime into their conversation with a reply that I also really don't remember, but it had like a self-pitiful tone to it. That's when the made-up guy takes the mask off and he says, "Well, can't blame the hot ones for how ugly they are." After that, I placed him as Alissa's ex (though he doesn't really exist IRL) and I knew who he was talking about, and what he meant by it. I followed him out of the store and was trying to regain his attention. Saying "Hey, you're Mike right? You dated Alissa before me?" He spun around while still walking forward and gave me this big handshake, but continued walking. I follow him and I'm getting this friendly brotherly vibe about him and after what he said, I wanted to acquaint myself better. I call him Mike again and he says, "Actually it's Matt." Which makes sense, I always *****ing mistake those two names for each other. Before I know it, he's gone, Devin's gone, Luke's gone, Jason's gone, and I'm outside the store and it's all locked up. I go to retrieve my footstool skateboard and somebody had already taken it to go put it back. Epic fail. That's when I realized I wasn't looking for any *****ing X-Men game. I needed a USB to micro USB cord so I can recharge my prepaid drug dealer flip phone and Tablet in my apartment. Fuck. And I wake up.
2018-01-31 10:27:09
cursed
2016-10-06 08:30:50
I dremt of a giant snake slithering through the grass in a field with pretty decent sized trees, not too many, but enough to make for perfect shade in the blazing sun. The snake would rest in the shade and look up to the sky to watch the birds soaring through the air. The snake would close it's eyes and dream of flying the world and soaring with friends and family, just as a flock does. But when the snake would open it's eyes it remembered that it was impossible, for it and all other snakes are cursed to live their lives bound to Earth's dirt and alone all because of the evil one caused in the beginning of time. Accepting it's reality as a snake it kept it's eye on a little nest with one egg built just in it's reach. It watched over the nest patiently for the next couple weeks awaiting the eggs to hatch. When the day finally came it prepared itself for a wonderful meal. Never realizing it had just suc*****bed as the prey... because that one egg was a hawk. When the hawk peered over it's nest and looked into the darkness of the snakes eyes, I realized it was me that the hawk was looking at -- I was the giant snake, peering into the eyes of all of my pipe dreams. -- As my surroundings did a 360 I opened my eyes dizzy and confused to then see myself looking in the eyes of the snake. I became overwhelmed with this divine intensity of higher power, all of my pipe dream suddenly became ropes hung from the sky, ready to be taken by both hands and climbed. As I grabbed one and began to climb I looked down to see the giant snake slither into the shade of the same tree, look up to the sky... and close it's eyes. I began to question what "adaptation" is. I thought, why can't the snake "adapt"? Who's to say that we only adapt if we have to?! I believe in the beauty and almighty power of choice, the one thing each and every one of us can be a God at. No one, not even God can control our choices. I believe that adaptation comes from the will of our hearts and not the forces of nature. So I looked down at the snake and thought to myself, "I believe in your dreams, for not every snake is evil -- for you are not evil." The snake peered up at me and said, "& as for you, never fear the fall. I promise the next time we see each other I shall be in the sky." ...the next time I saw his face was on a beautiful Chinese wall...
2014-01-14 19:32:23
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 co***** 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 *****. 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?
2013-10-07 19:06:59
wife of my crush cursed me out
2013-04-28 10:01:32


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