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I dremt of a giant snake slithering through the grass in a field with pretty decent sized trees, not too many, but enough to make for perfect shade in the blazing sun. The snake would rest in the shade and look up to the sky to watch the birds soaring through the air. The snake would close it's eyes and dream of flying the world and soaring with friends and family, just as a flock does. But when the snake would open it's eyes it remembered that it was impossible, for it and all other snakes are cursed to live their lives bound to Earth's dirt and alone all because of the evil one caused in the beginning of time. Accepting it's reality as a snake it kept it's eye on a little nest with one egg built just in it's reach. It watched over the nest patiently for the next couple weeks awaiting the eggs to hatch. When the day finally came it prepared itself for a wonderful meal. Never realizing it had just succumbed as the prey... because that one egg was a hawk. When the hawk peered over it's nest and looked into the darkness of the snakes eyes, I realized it was me that the hawk was looking at -- I was the giant snake, peering into the eyes of all of my pipe dreams. -- As my surroundings did a 360 I opened my eyes dizzy and confused to then see myself looking in the eyes of the snake. I became overwhelmed with this divine intensity of higher power, all of my pipe dream suddenly became ropes hung from the sky, ready to be taken by both hands and climbed. As I grabbed one and began to climb I looked down to see the giant snake slither into the shade of the same tree, look up to the sky... and close it's eyes. I began to question what "adaptation" is. I thought, why can't the snake "adapt"? Who's to say that we only adapt if we have to?! I believe in the beauty and almighty power of choice, the one thing each and every one of us can be a God at. No one, not even God can control our choices. I believe that adaptation comes from the will of our hearts and not the forces of nature. So I looked down at the snake and thought to myself, "I believe in your dreams, for not every snake is evil -- for you are not evil." The snake peered up at me and said, "& as for you, never fear the fall. I promise the next time we see each other I shall be in the sky." ...the next time I saw his face was on a beautiful Chinese wall...

I was helping a pregnant woman who was supposed to be my cousin. I found a young boy who was unwanted and the cousin decided to adopt him. I helped around the house with chores and in the yard. I parked my car across the street from the house and a lamp pole fell on it. The pole dented the passenger side of the car, but the car seemed to absorb the pole. I argued with my cousins husband about the seriousness of the event and he walked away angry. He started doing yard work while his parents watched. I poured mmy heart out to him and expressed love for him and his wife. I grabbed him and gave him a big, tight hug, after which he forgave me. Then the young boy was taken to see a doctor and we found out that he is very sick. I walked back inside the house, which is designed like my ex- boyfriend s house, and I found my dog dying in the front hallway. My husband appeared and he would not help me with the dog. I ran around like crazy trying to get help, but no one would help. The dog psuedo-recovered. I was doing dishes in the kitchen when the husband and a ton of family appeared. He was giving a big speech about the effort everyone gave. As a reward he handed out tickets to everyone to see a play at a concert hall, but he gave me and my husband tickets to go to San Francisco. I was overwhelmed and thankful. I got into a fight with my mother over which one of us had suffered more. I stood over her yelling in her face about my sacrifices. The cousin and husband wanted private time and kicked everyone out except me. I finished the kitchen and cleaned out the refridgerator. Then I looked down the hallway and I could see the couple getting intimate, but they ignored me. I then went into the back playroom whereThe sick boy was watching television. I talked with him some more and told him how much I loved him and that I would protect him. Then we were at a missile base somewhere in America and we tripped an alarm. Missiles started firing and some men showed up to help us escape. We had a blast riding rocket ships. We were badasses.

I am at my friend Betty's house. I call Ann up to make an appointment to get my hair highlighted. I speak to the receptionist at the beauty parlor. I speak in a Russian accent. She asks when I can come. I say in a couple of days. I think that might be Wednesday. She asks 'Are you sure because we are changing things around here; implying that it won't be good if I change my mind and cancel the appointment. After speaking to her, I realize that I don't need to have my hair highlighted yet, because my hair hasn't grown out yet. But George and I go on the 'A' train to the beauty parlor. It goes through a neighborhood that I have never seen before. The train travels outside. George gets out at a stop as if he nonchalantly is doing something. The train leaves without him. I wave to him and feel bad that he is not on the train

I'm using public transportation when all of the sudden one of my shoes falls off my foot. Someone offers to pick it up for me but when they try to reach for the shoe it gets off the bus. I go ask the driver to let me out but he is accelerating. After a few blocks the bus stops and I get out. On the street I run back to pick up my shoe, when I see it I try to get it but it's in the middle of the road and cars are coming. When the opportunity comes I run to get it and then walk back to the side walk where I sit to tie my shoes. Next thing I'm in a room and a couple of women are there. They tell me something as I finish tying my shoes; I cross the laces around my ankles to make sure they won't fall off again. Once again on the street I take off running towards the direction where I got off of the bus but after a few steps I feel my shoes are loose so I stop to rearrange them. I come up with the idea of putting paper inside them so they hold still. I sit outside a business to fix my shoes when all of the sudden I see a friend I haven't seen in a long time. He is wearing dark pants and a jacket, he looks casual not the way I ever saw him. He gets out of view when I hear someone calling me from behind. They ask me to pull down a business door. I look up at the door and realize I can't reach it. I jump to try to try to reach the door but I can't make it. My friends shows up again and this time he is wearing a dark suit. He makes a signal to me and this time I see the door is within my reach, I grabbed it and pull it down. We're on the street again. I ask my what has happened to him as no one knows about his whereabouts. Hesitant I tell me friend I thought he was dead to which he replies he is indeed. He tells me something and all I can remember is he mentions something that came in threes. Then I woke up.

The first thing I remember was being at home, getting ready for a dance. I got a dress shirt and suit. My dad drove me to my friend courtney's house, where me and a bunch of friends were meeting before the dance. I was inside, and I realized I had forgotten my tie. I asked my friend Thomas if he could drive me home so I could grab it. Courtney's dad told me not to bother, its not important. But I was self conscious so I still wanted to go home and grab my tie. Somebody asked me why I was here. Courtney must have heard, so she read the invitation letter out loud. It was a list of around fifteen people who had been invited, and at the end it said "and Andrew if he wants to come" (my name is Andrew) than she gave me a nervous smile, and I turned back to Thomas. I was annoyed that she had singled me out on the list, instead of just putting me with the other names. He agreed to drive me home, and we ended up at a tailgate. My friend Joe was there also, and we went around exploring at a fair for a bit, and bought some cinnamon covered pretzels that had way to much cinnamon, that kept going everywhere. We ended up back at Courtney's house, but I still didn't have my tie or my suit jacket, and I was really worried about it. We all were then outside a different house, and we went inside. we took an elevator down, the house was underground, so when we went back ouside we were inside a cavern. I was with a couple friends and my brother who all had random objects to defend themselves with. I lost a shield I had been using. I saw Courtney around the corner, so I asked my brother if I could borrow the guitar he was holding. He was annoyed so I took it from him. I went up to Courtney, who had claws for hands and was trying to kill me. I was holding her back with the guitar, and all I wanted to do was talk to her and apologize, and make everything right. She just laughed, and impaled me. I woke up.

My family and my boyfriend and I were walking in this, almost like, a forest. Then my boyfriend climbed in this unsteady swing and fell off a tree. Then we all came home and I tucked him in bed. Then after that, I dreamed that my family and I were taking a walk to church and my mom was talking really loud about my boyfriend , and then I notice my boyfriend 's ex walking by me. Then his ex goes to see him, and I get really mad and storm away out of church. But then my boyfriend runs after me calling my name and asks if we could talk. So then we go to his truck and we end up driving across this abandoned desert field and I notice a group of cops pointing guns at a cop in the middle. They end up shooting the cop, and I tell my boyfriend to drive away. I hear one of the cops saying, "No one can know about this." I turn to look at my boyfriend who is driving away, when I notice a cop on a motorcycle chasing us. The cop ends up shooting my boyfriend and killing him. I somehow manage to get away and my subconscious won't grasp that he's really dead, so in my dream I call his phone, but of course, he doesn't answer. Then I'm somehow back at church with my family, and I notice my boyfriend a couple seats away. I go up to him and ask him if he wants to sit with us, and he agrees. He sits by my mom because he doesn't want the aisle seat. Then my mom is talking really loud again to my dad about my boyfriend , and my boyfriend overhears and asks what they are saying. My mom goes on to say, "We don't think you are saved." To which my boyfriend replies, "You're right. I'm not saved."

I have been having dreams about my old friends from the place I used to live a couple years back. I spotted them at a school assembly of some sort, along with my brother in the crowd and sitting next to him was my ex-crush. I saw that my old friends were in the middle of the stage, way behind the principle (where they shouldn't be) yet no one was bothered by this, so I nervously walked up to them wondering what they would think of me and if would recognize me. My bubbly past friend Brooke looked me up and down- then hugged me so hard and began laughing and crying. My other old friend Miranda was happy that she met me again, but refused to hug me. Later on, after we were talking and listening to the assembly- then Miranda quietly said across the entire school gym assembly "You look familiar, what's your name?" to my ex-crush. And somehow, everyone in the gym heard her and my ex crush answered. But it was not even his full real name. His last name was different. Next thing I know the assembly is coming to an end, and I saw Miranda wearing the scarf that my ex-crush had on. I told Brooke I didn't know how I felt about that, and she began consoling me. Then that's really all I can recall.

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