Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams scar

Found 2,631 dreams containing scar - Page 257


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 that i was in a festival with my family, it was like a cirius with lots of lits and acrobats, then a baby lion ran up to me and it said to me "come help my father." i followed the baby lion as it lead me to his father, his father came close to me and said " help me kill this evil man" i was scared and did not know what to say, i repield "is'nt killing wrong?" he said to me that this was an evil man who destroys and consumes lives, and so i helped the lion, onced the man was gone the lion was on top of a white starcase, he said "come" i went up the stairs and stood beside him and he said "things change" and all of the sudden i was sitting on top of him as he climbed on the continuation of the white stair case, and everything around us was light.

I was at lunch with a friend and it was a sunny beautiful day. In the middle of lunch there was this enormous sound of thunder, almost deafening. People started running outside and looking to the sky and there was God in full form looking down at the people. There were rays of sunshine coming out from behind him and he lifted his hands and angels started singing. I looked around and people were upset and crying because they had denied Jesus all their life and now he was here and they knew that they were wrong and were going to hell. I was scared and sad because I had not been attending church and was confused in what I believe in and questioned the existence of God. I was sad because my husband believed in a higher power but never fully committed to believing in God. He looked at me and shrugged his shoulders with a look of defeat and sadness in his eyes like he knew what was about to happen. The ten commandments could be heard like thunder and people were praying and I was crying because I love my husband so much I didnt want to say goodbye

My friend knocked over my tank of goldfish. And they lay on the table gasping for air. Some of them stand on their faces with their tails in the air face first in the water. Some fish jump off the table, and fish even runs away. I am scared they will die. I tell my friend to fix what she broke, she tries to save the fish but she cant, I run panicked to my boyfriend who is In the kitchen tell him what happened and he seems like he doesn\'t care. I was disgusted seeing the fish and my feelings were hurt he didn\'t care about my pets.

My friend knocked over my tank of goldfish. And they lay on the table gasping for air. Some of them stand on their faces with their tails in the air face first in the water. Some fish jump off the table, and fish even runs away. I am scared they will die. I tell my friend to fix what she broke, she tries to save the fish but she cant, I run panicked to my boyfriend who is In the kitchen tell him what happened and he seems like he doesn't care. I was disgusted seeing the fish and my feelings were hurt he didn't care about my pets.

I'm with my mother in my old apartment and we are having a chat in her bedroom. I go to the living which is dark except for a Christmas that is lit in the corner of the room. I sit in a comfy arm chair and in front of me is the corpse of my dead father lying as he did in his coffin but on a chaise lounge. I'm singing to him, a song I can't remember, and then I see the top half of his body slide off the chaise and onto the floor. I scream but I have no voice. My mother comes running in and she pushes me out of the living room and into the kitchen. She then goes back and repositions my father on the lounge. As she walks towards me I can see that my father is trying to move and flip flops on to his stomach sliding off the chaise and back onto the floor. We run into the living room and my mother tells me to grab a pen and to ram it under the backside of his skull to render him dead again. I do so, but it doesn't work. There's a table in the middle of the room that I run around to the other side of and there my father raises his upper body up like a walrus. My mother hands me a pair of huge scissors and tells me to cut off his head. I go to do just that but I stop when I saw the look on my father's face. He looks scared and confused. Very much lost. His eyes are black but that's because the eye caps they put in when he was being prepared for burial where dark. Part of it was popping out. I wake up yelling and was very scared to go back to sleep.

<< Previous Page 257 Next Page >>