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I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

Wanting to be alone I go to this festival where I eat and drink. later people i knew from far past and brother and sister in law is there but i don't want to socialize. I try to leave and partner follows me in car. I take right turn and she turns left. I end up going down this rough narrow bridge and come to a stop because bridge gets to narrow. the truck turns into tractor. I get off and realize that my partner is in trouble and the car has fallen off the peer. I run to save her but she is already out the car on top of it trying to save the stuff that was in it. out of no where my daughter shows up and tries to help.

Me and two of my friends, were on a small roof. we had made preparations to go to sleep, i laid down a mattress on the floor a pillow and a blanket for covering and we were going to go to sleep.however, my school friend,wanted to go somewhere and she impulsively tried to go down through the roof. she thought it was just a small jump that she has to take, however the distance was way too much. i saw her in the process of falling and knew the situation was out of control. i shouted her to keep her leg sideways maybe she could handle the fall better but i wasnt sure if would help her as she would get injured on her knees. next morning,we found out that she was in the hospital with multiple injuries. i wanted to narrate the whole scene to my best friend when my conscience kept saying that i shouldnt say it coz otherwise the police will interrogate me and i might land into trouble so i stopped midway in my narration.

One dark night she ran away over the hills she dare not stay she ran from the pain from the tears in her heart an impossible love, but she could not accept now she is drowning in the dark pool of death swimming and crying; there is no other side she's looking and searching for someone to be her guide drowning and praying for some kind of cure she keeps thinking about the one that once loved her but he's far away and will never know and she'll never tell 'cause she's afraid to show she falls asleep in the arms of Death with his silent kiss he takes her final breath now she's in heaven but still remembers the pain the pain that left a scar on her soul that one dark night in the rain

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