Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams back

Found 8,824 dreams containing back - Page 216


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.

I dreamt gypsys had stolen my two puppies to kill them and I was frantically running to get them, they killed one and I managed to save the other, then they gypsy asked me to get into a white van where I was sure they were going to murder me. Further on I was sat in the bingo hall near my house when I noticed the numbers s were becoming all fuzzy and the book wasn't right. One of the gypsyies was working at the bingo and when I went to the toilet, they burst out of a cubicle, stabbed me in the chest and ran off with something that was embedded in my chest, not my heart. I ran after them, bleeding and caught them and got back this amulet an placed it back in my chest, nearly dieting my partner entered my dream and helped me sow my chest back together. I recovered. And as I was recovering in my bed, I woke up from my dream lay in the position I was in, in my dream.

I had a dream, that my room had an earthquake, and plus it was a storm outside and since I'd opened my window a very powerful strong wind came through my window blowing all my papers all over my room, then I looked outside the window while it was still cloudy, appeared to be Virgin Mary face in the clouds. My room still had a earthquake with powerful a powerful wind coming through my window continuing to blow all my papers all over my room, I was scared so I ran out there was a bathroom with one men, and the other women. There was a hallway with black tiled floors, but I ran back in my room to see if the earthquake and wind stopped, while my window was still opened a form in the clouds appeared to be Jesus with Putti angels form in all around him in a semi circle. Then a huge cloud apparition Putti angel came towards the house over towards house and it's legs stretched so far like if it was stretching all over the nation or the earth.

I had to do a senior project with a popular guy in school on a controversial topic. While we thought about doing something music-related since we both are involved in music extracurriculars (i.e: the Milli Vanilli controversy), we found out about a massive murder conspiracy ring in Paris. Later, we looked at a news picture of said murder ring and found the name of my partner's best friend in the background. We learned that he was going to be framed for several gruesome murders and would be executed if found guilty (which, seeing as how the Paris Police were incredibly corrupt, was bound to happen). We ended up jetting off to Paris to complete the project and save my partner's best friend...and then I woke up.

At a party. it was a big party at a grand venue or mansion, the kind where rich people would have a wedding. it was for randy and i. I think maybe my parents arranged it. everyone i've ever known was there. family, friends, co workers, even people i barely knew. Randy wasn't there because i didn't tell him about it because we agreed not to hang out that night, and i figured he wouldn't be into it, and i kind of wasn't either. i started to feel a little guilty that he wasn't there, but i figured it would be fine. i got really, super drunk off white wine and stumbled my way through a sea of random women i didn't know, one which i thought was my old friend/co worker heather hill. but it wasn't. they rearragned the furniture before sitting and i remember drunenly stumbling through them and maing some joke about feng shui. then i went downstairs, i had been hanging out on the roof, but it was like a chill apartment building roof. when i got in the elevator, randy was there. i was surprised to see him and asked why he was even there. he was offended and was like of course i'm here, and he was pissed i was drunk. he had his guitar and said he had to go perform. i followed him, drunk and upset, spilling my wine everywhere begging him to not be mad and confused as to why he was. the venue was decorated beautifully. there were deep red decorations everywhere, against a stark white backdrop. tall ceilings, big windows. red hearts, red roses. there was also punk rock decorations, black and spikes and studs. i followed randy outside but lost him. there was a sea of people. it was a huge expansive outdoor area, like what i imagine a country club to be like. there was a little lake with a long dock, and a gazebo, all white. i wandered through the crowds, looked aaround, there were hundreds of people everywhere and i couldn't find randy. eventually i went back inside and down a hallway and he was sucked behind a door. when i found him he seemed unsurprised. behind the door was a world renowed barber shop where he had just gotten his hair cut. he had a black mohawk and it looked amazing. it was stick straight and shiny with red in it, and studs. and it had some clipper work leading from it onto his head. not sure of the design, but it was piecy like leopard print or just a geometrical design. he also had a rat tail from the mohawk with silver accents. it looked amazing. he was putting his shirt back on and he looked at me matter of fact and solemn and just said "i don't think this really has to do with you being drunk" he was implying that we had nothing in common. he said "do you want to just call it quits and leave it at that?" basically like, we gave it the old college try but it just ain't working. my heart immediately sank and i wanted to beg and cry. i woke up crying

Dreaming of being with my ex husband, kissing each other but felt he held back a bit and meeting up. His eyes kept looking in mine. Then a random traffic accident wwhere everybody at the side if the road crying and a body splattered across the road in pieces. I had to get my kids across the road without them seeing. Then I see my ex in a van and he was telling me he wont have a bath becaise it faces a window that has an outlook of a building site and he didnt like the cranes and doggers

I am out in a field at night. The area is flat, with sparse vegetation. The horizon is dotted with scraggly trees, very far away. I am alone. I walk for a long time, with no particular destination. After a while, I see a figure on the horizon. As I I draw closer, I see it is a little boy, dressed in Elizabethan era clothing. As I approach him, he smiles. He pulls a journal of drawings seemingly out of no where, and shows me some pictures. A sickening feeling washes over me as I realize his drawings are all mocking the Holocaust. There are pictures of the deceased, and Nazi soldiers. I look back at his face to find him still smiling at me, but this time is seems evil.

<< Previous Page 216 Next Page >>