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I was getting off a bus and saw an old friend I had just stopped.speaking to and shouted her name ,she looked at me in shock then ignored me and proceeded to heard a long line of children to an exhibit looking back over her shoulder. Next a went down into a beautiful lay birth of subways to find an exabition of a pretty baby it was Marilyn's daughter , Marilyn appeared and I told her she was risking having her baby kidnapped she laughed at me and said she had security all around and she would make so much money , a few days later the baby was kidnapped

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.

I was in a room with some guy I didn't know and he was very good looking and had his shirt off. He put his hands all over me but we never kissed. Then I told him I dont even know his name and I said I have to go. Then I was in a different part of the dream with a different guy and he said he liked me for a long time and I sort of went a long with it. When suddenly I remembered I have a boyfriend . Just when I started looking for him he called me and then I found him

I was with an old friend who lived in a classroom at the school I went to as a child. I was sitting by a window and my friend asked me to call her boyfriend house and ask for him. As I was doing that my ex boyfriend was now talking to me through the window. He was telling me how his girfriend left him and took his citazenship papers with her. He was saying how if he went to Mexico he couldn't come back. I changed the subject and told him I had to go and invited my friend. So as we were leaving I was wearing a dress with heels looking pretty but I couldn't find my car. My ex kept saying to me are you guise probly going to meet up with some guys? We just giggled and kept walking.

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