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I needed to use a toilet. The toilet I used was an olfashioned,outside toile which belonged to my gran (who, in life, passed away many years ago). Despite being an old fashioned toilet, it was,in quite a spacious room, modern inside. The toilet it self was some kind of mechanical device.....one would be strapped into it and, it would tilt, emptying the contents as one used it! As I found the toilet difficult to operate, my husband (who, in real life, also passed away) helped me. Because of this strange toilet, I found I couldn't "go".

In my dream I’m in a huge glass bus station that’s about the size of an American football pitch, its filled with millions of people and we are called “Results” or sometimes as “Matches” and we are all waiting for our “Searchers”. We results all have regular clothes but a unique item that the Searcher is looking for, that belongs to them and binds the two beings together. Everytime I have had this dream I’ve seen people I would later meet who are waiting for their Searchers, some find theirs within the dream and some don’t, those who give up and are called ‘Drifters’ are rarely seen. But everytime I’ve dated someone, I have always told them I’m waiting for someone based on this dream, as I’m always having this dream every few months. In October my best friend and current boyfriend now asked me out and I had the dream again, but this time he came in as a Searcher and was looking for his chain which is a sterling silver biohazard sign, he was looking for it and when he approached me it glowed around my neck, and the feeling of waiting that I always had in the dream left, and I could finally leave the glass bus station for the first time in my dream and life. When I left the sun was shining and for some reason a sterling silver ring appeared on both our ring fingers as if we had become connected. This is the first and only time this has happened in this reoccurring dream, usually I’m always waiting at the station crying while I see people be united with their Searchers, but this time it was me with him and we only got together in October this year in which the dream took place two weeks after we got together.

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

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