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So me and my parents went to a place while entering through the gate all I know that my parents told me that whatever we are going to see is the devil's tower as I entered through the gate I felt a bad feeling and I felt that we shouldn't have come here and I told my parents too then they said don't worry it was a long ride in car soo maybe u got it then as we went further in the park or whatever it was We reached near the exit door with all other visitors and the guards opened the gate and closed it again without any question and they told us laughing we may go in here pointing a building Then we went as we entered all of us everyone who came to visit and they started serving food to everyone, almost all the visitors ate expect me and my parents as the people were eating I looked around to building in every Conner of the building there were guards then after eating everyone came and stood near the exit gate two guards came to open the with the key as they put the key in the gatehole they turned around and they eyes were red in color everybody frighten and turned the another way to run but the gurads in the Conner of the building was behind us they eyes were also red and all of was coming closer to us as we all we centred .Me out of nowhere started praying and praying as every one stared at me as I prayed loudly a circle of wind surrounded us and more as I praying with my closed eyes I was praying a tornado was formed we all (the visitors also) were in the middle of the tornado as I slowly stopped praying the tornado vanished and around us no one was no guard no one nothing expect the visitors the gate's key was fallen at the edge we took it and opened and went away from that place Please tell me the meaning of this

I fell asleep at roughly 11:15 on Monday, which was much later than usual. I am wondering if the odd dream I had was in any way attributed to the disruption of my sleeping patterns. Perhaps as I recall these dreams over time, I will be able to conjure up something resembling an answer. Every once in awhile, there will be something that makes me fall in love with the human mind all over again—dreams are one of those things. They are the pictures I wish I could see with my mind in a conscious state. First of all, I don’t remember the dream in its entirety, and the parts I do remember are fuzzy and difficult to recall in details great or small. Before going to bed, I remember feeling embarrassed because I had fudged the name of my favorite Dodos album. I like being right—not in the obnoxious way that makes me correct everyone all the time, but in the way that makes me feel silly when I make mistakes. Trudging forward, I had asked a friend, Kaveh, what his all-time favorite album was. I knew what it was the first time we were friends, but I wanted to see if time had changed his answer. In my days at Purdue, my favorite way to talk to someone new was to ask him or her about music. Naturally, one of our first conversations, and probably the only one that I remember so clearly, started with the same question on which our communication ended last night. Back then it was Beep Beep’s “Business Casual,” which, as it turns out, hasn’t changed. The funny thing about “all-time favorites,” is that I don’t think people understand that the “all-time” makes their response very important since this is, essentially, the end all be all of your favorite _____________. My mind is scattered, and so it is only appropriate that the writing of my thoughts follow suit. Back to my dream, though. As I mentioned, the details are quite difficult to recall. They enter into the visual part of my mind in little snippets, like in movies when there are flashbacks that are supposed to all of a sudden bring you to this great understanding. I have not reached this understanding yet. I remember the overall color of the dream was blue—it was almost like there was a blue neon sign outside the window of the room I called “bedroom.” I remember being aware that the apartment that I was in was one that I lived in previously, during my time at Purdue. The carpet was the same, I remember that much. The layout of the room, though, was entirely different. A much smaller version of where I once lived. My bed was near the window and it was raining. My blankets were like white, fluffy clouds. I like to think that it was the white pillowy down comforter I have always wanted. At least in my dreams I am comfortable. It was raining outside, which I enjoyed when I found upon coming back to reality that it actually was raining. In the dream it was raining big, full drops. The beads of water made a beautiful pattern on the window—I remember admiring them. I have always loved watching rain on windows. When I was little, I used to sit in the recliner by the window in our living room and pretend the drops of water were racing each other. I didn’t have many friends. That’s beside the point. I remember feeling like I was having a conversation with someone, but I was alone. The next sequence of events is most likely out of order. Maybe as I read over them upon completion I will notice what needs to be rearranged. I noticed that my phone lit up. This part, I think, was brought on by the fact that prior to actually falling asleep, I had texted someone and fell asleep before getting a response. In my dream, it was Kaveh (it was in the world of consciousness as well). It related vaguely to what we were talking about before I drifted off, but there was something unrelated to what we were discussing. I don’t remember what the extra part was, but I remember enjoying it. The details here are quite fuzzy, and at this point the dream skipped around a lot. Maybe I was drifting in and out of sleep; maybe my mind is telling me not to remember. I often times think that our rational minds are waging war with their emotional counterparts. At the dream’s conclusion, or really just the last part that I remember before waking up, it was still raining quite a bit—I think that it had picked up significantly. There was lightning, which made the room light up for fractions of a second. I couldn’t see very well because of the flashing light. I felt confused. There was someone in my bed, but I don’t know who it was. I gave them a hug before they ended up there—a friendly hug that makes me think it was someone I already knew. I can’t recall their face.

It was 1 year down the road and i went and joined the marines. went to basic got out and then went to a.i.t.. then i was sitting in a bar with my best friend Ramon and we were having a few drinks cause i was geting ready to ship over seas to Afghanistan. i asked Ramon if he would be the one to tell my parents if i didnt come home. he said he would,then i said "thanks man. really means alot to me. then it goes black and says 4 months later and its breaking news that the third world war broke out between Russia And the United States and all of the Marines that where in Afghanistan we sent to the front lines in Russia. i was in a Marine division that stormed into St.Petersberg. The battle drug on for 5 days. and on the sixth more then 90 percent of the marines had been killed and there was about 30 of us left and i was one of them. We were cut off and surrounded on all sides and we all knew are death was coming. But that didnt damper are hope of getting out of there alive. the Sargent radioed in for evac and they said 30 minuets and they will be there. The Russians started advancing with tanks and they blew a hole into the bunker we were in and the russians started firing into the whole they killed about 4 more and wounded 6. then they stormed the bunked and i was right there shooting at them i took 2 rounds to the chest and 1 to my left leg and i fell. but exactly 20 minuets later Ramon and about 1000 Rangers roped in and got controll of the bunker and most of the city. Ramon was looking around trying to find me and i heard him calling my name so i screamed for him and he found me. Ramon ran to me and held me in his arms i said to Ramon " you found me in the darkness man. i fell the light leaving me" Ramon said "hold on Joe the Corpsmen is coming just hold on a little bit longer. " I dont know if i can," i reached into my kevlar and pulled out my will and i put it in his hand and closed it. " You know what to do Ramon. Please make sure my family knows i died a hero, and died fighting" Ramon starts crying and says " I will joe but you gota hold on the Corpsmen is just about here." My eyes rolled into the back of my head as the Corpsmen got to me. The Corpsmen tried everything he could to save me but there wasent anything he could do.

I was in New Orleans to say happy birthday to a friend and she wanted me to join the band and I was a little drunk but I did it anyways and then we went into a random bar and no one was there but a scary lady threw candy and beads at me specifically then everyone else. Then I was playing football with a guy from highschool that I had a huge crush on and he thought I was funny. Then somehow justin timberlake was on my shoulders and I was dancing and he thought it was hilarious and was trying to teach me some moves. But I wandered over to a dock and there was a bunch of people on life preservers exhausted from some endurance class. And Clay Matthews was one of them and he looked like he needed help so I just reached my arm out and he grabbed it and I helped him onto the dock.

I dreamed that my husband and I were on a plane along with my adult children and my deceased uncle and aunt. the plane was about to land, it was flying very low to the ground and landed on a street instead of the airport. We we, my husband and I and the adult kids were getting off the plane, my uncle and aunt was sitting in the front seats behind the pilot, I stopped to tell my uncle to give me a kiss and he did not say anything so I kissed him on the lips and my aunt said in a fussy voice give him a chance, and I reached over him and kissed her. Then proceeded to disembark from the plane, she got up and followed me and gave me some money, I don't remember how much and I left her and started looking for my husband and children. I caught up with my daughter and asked if she had seen my purse, I found my purse it was under my arm, I said I am really getting old and laughed. Never did catch up to my husband and woke up.

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