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Okay so last night I had this very strange dream which too an extent disturbed me for a little, I don't remember too much of it in vivid detail but here is how it pretty much went in general for the most part, I was in a cinema at first somewhere in the entrance hall next to a bunch of stairs with a red carpet and some movie posters on the wall, I think I was just wearing a normal black suit, though I think I was older then I actually am (I'm 14 year old guy but In my dream I think I was like 20 or 30) but then out of nowhere I was somewhere on the road of a town street and there was this young girl in a wheelchair in front of me, I think I remember her mom having stood next to her, I looked at this girl for a few seconds and she didn't have any striking appearance I think she had brown hair and looked pretty ordinary, however then out of nowhere I then try to choke her by grabbing her by the neck , I don't know exactly how this happened I just suddenly saw her, It kind of felt like a real version of sims in that I was both there walking and for a little bit felt like I was like this god figure above watching myself and thinking, and then for a slight second this thought weirdly came into my head to angrily choke her (I don't know why) and then as if I had no control over it it just happened, , however this choking didn't kill her and she didn't seem to lose any breath , so I then grabbed her wheelchair and launched it towards a hospital where she upon collapse lost her legs and her head, and that's pretty much all I remembered from it, this dream was kind of disturbing cause I had earlier had a similar dream in which I was walking in a dark street before entering an office and similar to the above, murdered this woman who sat by the desk by stabbing a rusty screw into one of her eyes, I don't know why I'm having these dreams It's not sexual in any way, and it leaves me feeling slightly disturbed and feeling creeped out afterwards, but for the most part it leaves me feeling dizzy or weird, so I do really appreciate it if someone could tell me the meaning behind it,

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My brother committed suicide at the age of 17 in 1971. I dreamed last night that he came into my home following my younger brother. He was wearing the same clothes he died in: jeans, boots & a white t shirt. I kept trying to ask him where he has been all of these years (knowing he was dead). He wouldn't answer me...Just stood there almost like a robot, but gave off an odd sense of a chemical...I thought he smelled like embalming fluid he was not though, but the body was too destroyed to do so). My younger brother turned to door and as he was leaving, I kept telling him to wait that I wanted to see & talk to my late brother. My younger brother walked out the door say "he doesn't communicate." I work up then, but was so disturbed by this. One thing that stuck out the most was that my late brother's t shirt was a very dazzling white...almost blinding...I thought this must mean something for sure.could you please give me your opinion?

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I was with my sister and family in Hawaii on the Island of Maui. My sister and I got separated from my parents. We then decide to climb onto a mountain to see where my parents are. Little did we know that this certain mountain was a volcano. We reach the top and we can’t see our parents. We slip into the crater of the volcano we screamed and we fell into the lava. The lava didn’t burn us though we swam in it like it was water. We were having fun then a voice boomed saying who dares to enter my volcano and disturb me. My sister and I scared remained silent. The lava moved as a large rock monster rised out of the lava. We both screamed as the lava monster picked us up and threw us out of the volcano. We then got up and ran away from the volcano because we could still hear the roar of the monster.

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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

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This was a reoccurring childhood dream that I had for years ending when I reached the age of 12, or so. The dream was all that I remembered after waking up in the morning and it really bothered me that I couldn’t remember what came before it. so what I woke up remembering so often was me swinging on a giant swing in an empty black space. I looked up and could see no top of the rope and when I looked down I could see no bottom, no floor. And you know that feeling you got in your stomach on swings as a kid? I felt that on every upswing. Of course time is weird in dreams and I felt this need, this uncontrollable urge to escape this endless swing by jumping off it into the dark abyss below. After building the courage to finally jump off the swing I always woke up before landing so I remember waking up frustrated by all of the unknowns regarding this very disturbing dream. I’m 66 years old today and have never forgotten this reoccurring dream from my childhood and I’m curious about an interpretation.

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I was with my sister and family in Hawaii on the Island of Maui. My sister and I got separated from my parents. We then decide to climb onto a mountain to see where my parents are. Little did we know that this certain mountain was a volcano. We reach the top and we can’t see our parents. We slip into the crater of the volcano we screamed and we fell into the lava. The lava didn’t burn us though we swam in it like it was water. We were having fun then a voice boomed saying who dares to enter my volcano and disturb me. My sister and I scared remained silent. The lava moved as a large rock monster rose out of the lava. We both screamed as the lava monster picked us up and threw us out of the volcano. We then got up and ran away from the volcano because we could still hear the roar of the monster.

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I walk towards the entrance of a forest. It has a raised mud wall (waist-high) on either side leading up into the forest, like a pathway, and looks as though a gate should be there. Sitting right at the 'entrance' is an old, dishevelled and unshaven man behind a large desk. I approach and greet him, then drift past him, walking along the mud walls, when I see two corpses and two dead dogs lying along it. The men are in a late stage of decomposing. The dogs are lying on their backs with their legs thrown up in the air as though they have been electrocuted. Immediately, I suspect the 'gatekeeper' of their murder. I turn and ask him whether he killed them, both men and dogs, and he says that no, this is how he found them upon arriving there at dawn. I tell him that we can't leave them here this way as it's too disturbing a sight and suggest we put them away. We wrap each corpse in black bin-liners and I help him carry the dogs to some shrubs, but I tell him I feel too disgusted to carry the men, as they are humans

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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path. I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary.

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