Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams closer

Found 469 dreams containing closer - Page 3


Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

Oxymetholone Tablets For Sale Sign-up your vacation plans and contact specifics with all the government travel agencies. While it may look daunting to offer the authorities know your programs, it really is a clever idea. Not only does this enable your family get in touch with you with regards to an emergency, but it really can assist within your save if you turn out to be dropped or come with an accident while traveling. Oxandrolone For Sale Canada 1 very good suggestion to growing your e-mails is by using comedy. Through the launching collection all the way through your site content, just a little humorous really can bring in viewers. Many people really like a great chuckle plus a amusing or amusing electronic mail when employed appropriately can capture the reader's attention making them want to read more. Drostanolone Enanthate Mass Spectrum As you can tell, experiencing suit will not be as challenging while you considered, as you now get the proper recommendations to get going on the way to personalized exercise. They will provide you with an excellent basis which get you even closer to your own workout goals and feel good every day.Body Building Recommendations You Will Need To Know Mesterolone Manufacturers

> Read Dream Analysis

I was standing next to a car with an attractive man. It was his car and it was a very nice one. I was wondering if he liked opera music when he asked me to go to an R&B concert. I said yes. The date was months away and I asked him why he didn't ask me closer to the date. He opened the car door and I got inside. I noticed I had a pretty dress on,and that I had pretty legs. He told me to put my legs inside the car, but they were already inside. He told me again, but they were still inside. He closed the car door and the car started driving away. I grabbed the wheel and started steering and he jumped on the car runner and was hanging on. I told him to get in the car but he didn't seem able to. He told me to get in the driver's seat,but I didn't think I could. We were coming up on an intersection and it looked like we might hit the cross traffic, but then the light turned green and I thought "we're okay". I wasn't afraid, I was calm. Then I woke up.

> Read Dream Analysis

I was walking on an island, and found a jetpack. I put on the jetpack and a gravitational force threw me into the water. The fish kept getting bigger and bigger, but eventually the force stopped, and i swam back to shore. As soon as i reached shore, the force threw me into the air, then it felt like i was falling forever. I could see the clouds. I landed in the middle of the ocean, the island no where in sight, and huge sharks circled around me. they came closer, and de-limbed me. All of my limbs were torn from my body as i cried out in pain. Then i died, and a red screen appeared and said, "GAME OVER"

> Read Dream Analysis

I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

> Read Dream Analysis

The dream began with me waking up to a text message on my phone, I wake up and scroll through the notification centre to see a text message from my instructor Ms. Maryam (Interior Design instructor at the time of the dream). The text message said, “I need to see you in my office today”. I jumped out of fear thinking why would she want to meet me after the final exam is over. To understand why she wanted to see me I open banner to check my final grades and surprisingly the final grade was not uploaded, which made me feel more anxious. I wake up and get ready immediately wondering why she wanted to meet me. I wear a blue abaya and a white scarf, and leave for the bus. I remember falling asleep as soon as I go in the bus. I wake up when we reach the university and I feel my heart beating fast. As I get down the bus and as I get closer to her office, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster. I reach near her office and see her office is open, I pray to Allah to make things easy for me, and take a minute to calm myself and knocked her door. I see Ms. Maryam looking at me in a weird way, she looked different than what she usually looks like, she had the same face but she looked shorter, and long arms. She had a pink coat with flower patterns and was wearing blue jeans. She tells me to take a seat, I felt shivers going through my spine. She asks me if I checked banner for the final grade, and I tell her I did and the grade was not uploaded yet. She looked sad and says, “it is because you didn’t get a good grade”. You received an F. She goes on to tell me about her having so much of high expectations on me and it is just not my failure, it is hers too as an instructor. I began tearing up and wake up from my dream.

> Read Dream Analysis

I had a dream with multiple false awakenings, at least 7. Each time I would notice something was off, or different or didn't make sense and I would then know I was in a dream and 'force' myself awake. However, each time the dream became more convincing and I developed a growing sense of panic and danger each time I failed to wake to reality. After one of the false awakenings I awoke (still dreaming) completely paralysed and terrified, I suddenly had the knowledge that something was very wrong and I should have been able to wake myself by now, or at least be able to move, and I knew that some-THING was keeping me asleep and trapped in dreams and that this thing was evil and it wanted me. I try to scream at this point to my mother and sister who are still awake downstairs but the noise hardly comes out, I force myself through sheer will and terror to drag myself from the bed and slowly crawl down the stairs (as my body still isn't properly working) and the further away from the bed I am, the more control over my body I exert. Finally I'm downstairs and I can stand again, I enter the living room and see my mother facing away from me in an old pink armchair we used to have. Her face when I try to look at it is obscured by shadow no matter how i tilt my head to look at her. It is then that I suddenly realise the old armchair and the rearranged furniture, a feeling like ice water goes down my spine and I realise without the shadow of a doubt that this THING isn't my mother, it just wants me to think it is. I said to it "You're not my mother" and I know that makes it angry and I can feel it asking why would I hurt my mother's (it's) feelings by saying such a cruel thing, but horrifyingly it didn't speak, I just knew what it said. I'm terrified by now, and i know this thing was the thing that was deliberately trapping me in the dream. I could see myself sleeping in the corner of the living room and I run to myself and start screaming at him/me to wake up and i keep shaking him/me. I start screaming "you have to wake up, wake up, wake up, IT won't let you, it won't let you go, it wants you, it's evil - you have to get out! it wants you while your vulnerable so you need to WAKE UP!" all the while i know the thing that looks like my mother is walking closer and closer behind me, and I just knew that if I turned around and looked at it's face this thing would be able to take me (I felt an overwhelming sense that the thing wanted to go inside of me and use my body while my mind was asleep and vulnerable to it). I can hear it making noises to try and scare me so that I would look at it, but I didn't. Eventually I'm screaming so much in my dream I can feel myself speaking in my sleep in reality, finally before the thing can touch me I at last woke up. This was one of the most terrifying dreams of my entire life, and to remember it in such detail is quite unlike me - it was so vivid that I had to have a walk after I woke up and tried to read something because i heard that you can't make sense of letters in dreams and I wanted to be sure it wasn't another false awakening. The really creepy thing though is that this dream of a dark entity trying to possess me (can't think of another word for it) by making me look at it has happened before. The rest of the dream from what I can remember was completely different, quite happy, no false awakenings. But the only part of the dream I 100% do remember is standing in the doorway from my kitchen to my living room and suddenly feeling like something evil and non-human was stood behind me and wanted to use my body. Like in this dream I knew that if i turned around the creature would be able to enter me, and I started pleading with myself (like talking to oneself, not pleading with another bodily incarnated version of myself like in the dream i described above) to wake up and I explained aloud to myself that this entity was trying to attack me in my dreams when my mind is vulnerable and so I had to wake up. Like in the dream above I became terrified and started crying and pleading to please wake up before it got me, unlike the dream I described above it actually touched me and put its hands on my shoulders and leaned in to breathe and whisper in my ear to try and scare me into looking at its face. I finally woke up sweating and crying with fear. What could these dreams mean? Why the recurrent theme of the entity? I am a logical man with little belief in spirits, entities and demons - BUT I do possess an open mind, could these dreams be more literal than metaphorical?

> Read Dream Analysis

I was helping a elderly woman in her home cleaning, there was a room w open entrance it was like a sittng/sun room. it was rectangular and windows lined the wall facing the open entrance. there was a sofa and chairs coffee table... in the room. there is no one in the room. i did not enter the sitting/sun room at the time i was helping the elderly woman. i am somewhere else now having a meal at a small table idk who was to my right but a woman w no face to my left is my sister and next to her is a friend named kathy. the lady to my right asked me about work, i was telling her about the elderly lady and her home, while i was speaking a rocks glass slid by itself off a shelf hit the ground behind me and broke. then i was back at the elderly ladies home and i was in the sitting /sdun room approaching the windows they have white lace curtains at first glance but the closer i got to the lace curtains i could see they are dingy yellowing from age. i can sense a spirit there when i lean to touch the curtains a forbidding scary dangerous feeling comes from them, dont touch the curtains n do not enter that room.

> Read Dream Analysis
<< Previous Page 3 Next Page >>
RSS