Recent dreams containing paint

There was a man. He was magical and bright. He looked like a King like the ones from old paintings. He had a handsome & stubbled face. He was around somewhere in his late 30's. I think I was enal enamoured by him. I don't remember it vividly, its all in a haze. I He loved me, I And I loved him. It suppose was a only hill station it was like he was the warmth I had. I think he was a king of a magical country that I had no idea of. But, he was married and he had kids. He was forced to make a choice. I was with friends and suddenly a young woman took my hand and began leading me away from my friends. Once we were far enough, she said he'd chosen me. She was his wife, the mother of his children. She walked me to a basement and I saw. my family there, He was there, too, with his children. I then realised that she would still be his wife and I would surely be the second option, always. Yet, I agreed and there was a ceremony after that. All my friends were there, majority of them were boys. Their faces were obscure but I saw a few familiar ones; Amrutha, Ananya, Samarth, Aditya, Hitesh, Rakshit One by one would put a kind of flower in my hair and tie a thread around wrist. Then, they sat apart from the rest the attenders. No matter how much tried to make them smile and talk, they didn't. They were not happy to be there. It was time for them to leave and slowly they disappeared. Next thing I know, I won was running the balcony, hoping to spot them on street. I saw them, all of them walking. away like it was nothing. But Samarth turned back and looked at me. I didn't want them to go away, to leave like that. But I understood that if I married this man, I would lose all my friends forever. I love them, all of them and for the first time the chill of the hills hit me and I wouldn't feel the warmth. Before I could do anything else I woke up

I was making a ganesh painting.Then also I was making ganesh idol with clay.After finishing up I saw his hand has broken into pieces. When I was trying to fix it, another part is melting. I also saw plastic idol has broken into pieces. I am not sure it's ganesh idol or something else.

Painting a building

In my dream, I was walking to Edwan's house. There was also a white car in their yard; it was Ruwayda's mom's car, and she and someone else were in the car talking. He was a guy, but I didn't know his name, and I didn't care, so I went inside to see him just to hear from the people who live there that he wasn't home. He and Lago and someone else went to some place I never heard of. I was bumped out because I had to walk all this way. So I wanted to go back home, but the lady in his wouldn't let me leave until she gave me something to eat.I appreciated her off and sat down and waited, but she realized that there wasn't any food in the house. Then I told her it was okay and that I would eat home. She told me to sit there and wait while she was going to the shop. I abled and sat down, and when she left, I started wondering why Ruwayda was here and in her mom's car with someone I don't even know. They both don't even live here. I started getting suspicious, but I never got to the answer. A little while after that, I sat bored on the wooden chair by the window, then I decided to peek out the window to see if they were still talking or something, and they weren't; they were having sex in her mom's car with a blanket covering their lower waist. Ruwayda is my ex, so I couldn't give a fuck. A While later I wondered in the house for Little that house was bigger than I actually was from the inside, but I didn't notice a few things that also happened, but I can't remember what. After a while, Edwan's aunty, sister ELA, came and made me something to eat. I said thank you and wanted to leave. When I opened that white painted wooden door and put my feet outside, an older lady who is very old and also somewhat family of Edwan yelled at me because I'm leaving the gate that I never came in through, then she started babbling about her mother always closing her gate, then very hesitantly I abilged and went over to close the gate, then suddenly there was another gate that I had left open, so I closed that and left. After that, the next dream appeared where I was in EPD class, laying my head down on the table as I rarely do in real life, and I started to stand up because Our teacher wants to tell us something, and before I got the chance to walk over to him, Tristan started loudly talking to Ruwayda, who is outside our classes. Still in her mom's car, I'm a little confused but still giving little fucks. He started telling her I wasn't always so quiet and awkward and that when I used to hear music and lay my head down on the table, I would jump up and start dancing. While I listened to this, I couldn't help but give a smirk to that statement, but the thing is that it never happened in real life. So things started to change in the dream, and we just came from a teacher's award ceremony, and our EPD class teacher won and was walking happily in line with us. His walking was very funny, so I decided to walk just like him. After that, we got to class, and the teacher handed out more work for us to do. After that, things got blurry, and I woke up.

I am in a large strange building with many nooks and alcoves, random staircases, etc. It is attached to what looks like an old, battered castle but freshly painted. This stands on a dry, arid hill next to a forest. Within this building are many different people. I meet a young woman with long dark hair and a beautiful smile. We fall in love. We spend time together simply enjoying things. But whenever we try to become intimate, others come and interrupt us. It feels as if this is deliberate. Almost as if we are being hunted.

I went on a roadtrip with my old professor and some kids I never met before and I accidentally chocked one of them. After that I went with my current classmates in the center of our natal city and after this trip our teacher was so mad at us that she split the class in two. After I went home I had a party with my family and my mother was dead, and the party was right across my childhood home that has been in the family for generations but it was in a totally different place and painted pink

I dreamt about a rhino. It was angry and it's horn was painted in blood. It seemed like the rhino was killing. It attacked me. In this dream i was upset and angry too. The rhino attacked me and we fought. I killed the rhino

My boyfriend is in jail and i had a dream that he had his nails painted rainbow color when he got out

My dream was about my brother and i were taking a slab of cow to my dad who would chop it up and freeze it for later use. it was already skinned and legs were gone head was gone and we were carrying it on our shoulders. we got to my dads apartment and it was on the ground level. from his front door i could see the drive way about 50 yards away. so my brother and i set the half of cow down in the dining room on the floor half on the tile and half on the carpet. it was bleeding still and i was saying oh shit look then all of a sudden i hear loud trumpets and it was a erie melody ive never heard before and it was accompanied by bright red and blue flashing lights like police sirens but without the siren noise just the flashing. so i stepped outside my dads front door and in the driveway their was about 6 horses each with one rider the horses were brown and the riders were wearing dark colors. i couldnt make out if the riders were male or female. the whole thing looked like a parade the music from the trumpets the flashing of the lights although i never seen the source of the lights or the music. i thought it was the cops and so i ushered everyone in the house and shut the door. right then i ran to the window next to the door and looked out. i could still see the flashing lights and hear the loud melody from the trumpets but i couldnt see the horses or anything other than the flashing lights and a old decaying hearst drivin by a late 1800s looking paul bearer and he looked decayed and wearing an old funersl type suit that had seen better days and he was looking at me real evil looking and it looked as if he was driving right through my dads door but inside the house nothing was coming through the door. so i watched untill i couldnt see the hearst anymore and right then the flashing lights was gone the sound from the trumpets were gone there was nothing so i went to the door and opened it and in the cement right outside my dads door was a old blown to shreds tire still on the rim and it was painted white but it looked like it was a 100 years old. and it was in the cement half way like a tumbstone. and i cant remember the rest

I dream of a lady painting my fonger nails with a White cortest