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There was a man; he seems familiar, but I don't rememeber his name. I put one of his t-shirts on; it's black and long-sleeved. The familiar man and I are lying in bed together when I run outside after a little boy. No one is in the streets and there are no cars, but that seemed normal. I caught up to the little boy and told him to run back home and fast before 'they' caught us. When we got 'home', the little boy dissapeared and I was in bed with the man. When I blinked, my friend appeared on the other side and asked me if I was happy like that. I smiled and she dissapeared. I blinked again and the man and I were alone. I kissed his cheek and I woke up.

There was a man with dark hair and dark eyes; he seems familiar, but I don't rememeber his name. I put one of his t-shirts on; it's black and long-sleeved. The familiar man and I are lying in bed together when I run outside after a little boy. No one is in the streets and there are no cars, but that seemed normal. I caught up to the little boy and told him to run back home and fast before 'they' caught us. When we got 'home', the little boy dissapeared and I was in bed with the man. When I blinked, my friend appeared on the other side and asked me if I was happy like that. I smiled and she dissapeared. I blinked again and the man and I were alone. I kissed his cheek and I woke up.

Selling fanny packs to female customers is hard enough. Designers have tried to rebrand them as “belt bags” or “waist bags,” but we all know what we’re looking at, and we have all the negative associations from the 80s to go right along with it. Male accessory costumers are customarily even more tentative to go for a piece that might find them on the receiving end of ridicule or questions of their masculinity, and if one such piece exists, it is most certainly a floral fanny pack. Men's Adidas High Top

Woke up and sitting at table eating breakfast when my mom asks me to get a pen for her, as I am looking, the doorbell rings. Answer the door and sister's friend walks in, asking me if I want to talk to one of my friends, and I'm like, no. Suddenly I'm in some other place, with a group of people I know, including that friend that my sister's friend asked about. Then we're in this house with a groundskeeper/i don't even know, and he doesn't seem to speak english, and we go to a school, but it's not our high school. And then we're back in the house and I'm playing with a cat and it jumps on me and starts pooping on me. And I get up, but all my friends are gone. And I clean the shirt, and go downstairs but the house is suddenly my own house and the groundskeeper is there and he can understand english and I ask him to drive me to the school. So says he will, and goes to get his car and I run upstairs to get my phone. When I get back, I walk outside (which is the outside of my house) and he's gone and then his car flies over a few houses and lands in front of me and I get in. Then I woke up.

I've never had a nightmare in my life. Not truly. I have complex dreams with detailed and intricate plots, often including demons and foes who would do harm. If not for me. I am socially interactive and whatnot, but dream me is emotionless. I am, in dream, the most effective version of myself. Strong enough to kill off the hordes of zombies. I hunt the wolves that seek me. I defeat the fastest warriors. Battles of words. Fights beyond fist. Every scenario I could not do. I use others, never directly hurt them, to obtain my objective, I myself would not do this. I am "better" in my dreams and I destroy my nightmares. But, is it possible he is the true nightmare? A shell of myself, void of emotions. Using solely the most effective methods. Doing what I could never do. What happens if I were to fight him. His will would make me believe I would win. Then again, it's his will. I am him, he is me. What is he? Who am I? Could it be I aspire to him and he aspires to me? Btw, I'm not crazy. No really. I'm dramatic but what are these dream. Who do I become?

I was back at my old place of employment at an arabian horse ranch in Tx.. Although there were many changes in personnel and horses, I still felt a kin ship with the broodmares and foals I had raised. I was able to see the horses just as I left off, but all the help changed. even the owner was now scraping to keep everything up and animals fed. I was like a "rock star" coming back to the ranch, but did not know if I could ever really fit into the new way of doing things. I left this ranch about 25 years ago, but never left my love of the Arabian horses. funny thing was< I remembered all the names of all the horses, even the foals and bloodlines........I wanted to be there, but at the same time had a hard time dealing with the changes...... I

I was on an island enjoying vacation and it started to sink. Everyone is scared and starts looking for wood to build their boats. I start searching for wood! I notice everyone is done and starts sailing away, no one ask if I needed help now I'm watching in fear. I don't know how to build a boat! The towns people ask if I need help, I notice they aren't scared! They continue with they everyday life singing, dancing, playing and cooking. They offer me food, so we're eating and Trying to build the boat but it's harder then we all think I would have been. I'm scared and just start crying but I notice the island isn't anymore by I continue to cry

My boyfriend was a psycho killer. He would go everywhere and kill everyone he sees, except me, because he is sweet and kind but only to me. He had security cameras set up everywhere so everyone including the police can see the baby in the water being eaten by the shark. Finally they were able to arrest him and a couple of his friends and they were brought to a mental institution and once you look at them in the window they would seem calm, drawing or walking around but drowsy like zombies. If you try to open the door, they will try to escape. I visited a couple times to say hi. He had his gang that wasn't in the intuition to find me, lock me up in a house with cameras all over, so they went to a dorm at school, pulling girls hair in each room trying to find me. I pretended to have an accent so they wouldn't recognize me, but still managed to find me. They put in a house like the one in the purge. It is a beautiful mansion, but I couldn't escape. He had security cameras set up all over to spy on me and for some weird reason I had magical powers in my dream (like being invisible) but only he and his gang wasn't affected by it. Every time I misbehaved and tried to escape I would just apologize to my boyfriend who told me, "there is no point in trying to escape. If you leave me, I will have no choice but to kill you." The only good part of it was he was easy to trick and manipulate. He bought a whole mall and managed to put it in the house and when I would get lonely would invite people outside to come in but they, like me, could never leave.

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