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I'm lead down a corridor that's got one of those flame torches sticking out on either side of the walls. The person in front of me has like large black wings and he is leading me towards a huge room. Now, in that room there are 8 stone thrones and a gold one in between. On the stone thrones, there are 4 beautiful people with black wings, and 4 beautiful people with white wings. I just stand at the side of the room whilst a bigger man comes in. One of his wings are black, and the other is white. He sits on the golden throne, so I guess he's like the leader? My wrists are bound and I'm very quiet. The man on the gold throne clicks his fingers, and two guards bring a man in. It's kind of like a judgement for heaven and hell. The man's face was so familiar but I couldn't place who it was. The two guards had one scroll each and they unrolled it. One was bigger, which was the length of a 2-storey house, than the other one, which was really small, as long as the palm of my hand. The man on the golden throne read out each scroll, and I realised they were his good and bad deeds. The rest of the angels on the stone thrones looked at each other and were discussing something. Then a bell rang, and each angel (from the stone thrones) said whether the man should be condemned to hell or exalted to heaven. He was a good man, so they all said 'Heaven'. The man in the golden throne held his hand up and a halo appeared over the dead mans head. The man looked at me and smiled, then he was lead to a white corridor to the right where choir sounds and birds could be heard. The angels on the stone thrones lead out through the passage I came in through. The man on the golden throne walked towards me and said, "When will you be ready? You've seen them all come and go..." and I just shrugged and l was confused. He said, "Very well... farewell," and he walked out. I was left in the room on my own, and I fell asleep.

I was at church and there were a lot of people everywhere it was running over with people in wheel chairs had to go into another room and it was not clean either to sit. I was sitting in the hall where the people come through the glass door I was looking out of it as they came in. they kept coming in. the we went into the cafeteria to a bake sale and I saw a a lot of long tables full of all kind of sweets on them. they were even on the counter, someone said to me go get in line I went to get in line and it was so many people in line until there was no room, but the person that told me tthat ..did not get in line, so I turned around and saw one white plate left and got what I wanted three honey bums and a green tea cookie a pink tea cookie and a yellow tea cookie and then I saw someone had cooked a pile of them on the counter also freshly baked, so many sweets.

I dreamt about ne of my friends. Well I kind of like him more than I should. Anyway in my dream me and my mother arrived at a place which looked like my grandparents house, and I saw this white car standing and someone carrying out luggage into a place, which looked like a flat, it turns out that the person carrying the luggage was this friend of mine. I offered to help him and and the next thing that happend was we were sitting in a bath together just sitting there and the room next to us was this huge blue bath that was constantly overflowing. We then got out of the bath and went to my grandparents house holding hands. We just sat there and everytime he wanted to kiss me I turned my head away and smilled. It was the second time this week that I dreamt about this spesific friend of mine who wants to kiss me and I keep turning my head away.

Ok....so what I remember is talking to my female classmates into going to Vegas all together. We carpooled in each others cars, I drove a car that I guess was mine. We got down there and checked into our rooms and began our venture on foot. Some of us wanted to do different things so we split up into groups according to where we wanted to go. Me being stubborn and big headed decided to venture off with the smallest group and eventually do my own thing. The was this place kind of at the end of all the crazy nose and lights. I wanted to check it out and no one else did, so I went alone. I got up and started making my way to leave when some very big very built guy stopped me. He asked where I was from and why I was there. Asked me if I wanted a job and I said no. Told him my friends were probably worried about me and I needed to get going so they wouldn't have to look for me. I wasn't about to leave what I can enjoy....lol... I had lots of fun but after what seemed like a whole night I decided I should get going so my classmates don't worry about me. That's when the trouble started. I got up and started making my way to leave when some very big very built guy stopped me. He asked where I was from and why I was there. Asked me if I wanted a job and I said no. Told him my friends were probably worried about me and I needed to get going so they wouldn't have to look for me. That didn't seem to make him happy that I wanted to leave. He grabbed my arm and told me he just needed to talk some sense into me because I wasn't getting it. I didn't see what I wasn't missing out on. I was forcibly walked to an office and sat on a couch. Another big guy walked in and shut the door. The two guys looked me up and down then quietly talked amongst each other. Something was decided and I was moved to another room but this one was different. It had one purpose and that was not on my list..... I was forced by both guys to sit on a dirty smelly bed. One guy held me down while the other worked on handcuffing my legs. Then my wrists were handcuffed. My gut twisted into knots thinking about what was going to happen. My clothes were then cut off me and I could see a dresser that held things I didn't want to think about. I was so scared. I didn't know what to do it think. I stayed there for at least a week. That whole time was them breaking me in, I was told I wasn't missed. I wasn't wanted by anyone and no one would want me ever again.

I'm at a friends house, preparing a small surprise party for another friend arriving from abroad (for some reason, I think they're coming from Poland). I'm grating cheese onto a plate when one of my friends starts using a hairdryer or fan and the grated cheese blows off the plate. We become angry with each other and then everyone in the room starts arguing (I think there's 5 of us). I leave by the back door. I'm in my local village and both sides of the road are lined with severely damaged cars, damaged by other cars driven by people who are infected (I think). I start noticing that the people around me are acting strange, like they're feral. A man walks up to me (not feral) and touches my arm, he's lost and confused. He sees a woman and says "It's you. you've done this". Then there is darkness. We have fallen and he's landed on top of me (I can feel my breasts pressed to his chest) but it doesn't feel sexual. Then I am looking through his eyes (this is interchangeable, sometimes I'm in my head, sometimes in his). Through him I talk to one of his ancestors who tells him they've been searching for him to save them. There is some kind of war going on. Still as him, I'm riding on top of a cart, I jump from it and land on a horse. I slit it's throat. I then flash back to my friends house and I'm in one of my friends heads. She is locked in a closet, feeling confused and acting like the feral people I saw earlier. Someone enters the room and she's scared. Now I'm back behind the mans eyes (I see him as a warrior). Then back to myself. We see each other and feel connected. The war is over. Back to myself in my friends kitchen. I've grated too much cheese and everything is back to normal, no-one remembers anything apart from me and I'm confused. I can remember and I know it happened. I get up and leave through the back door. I want to find the warrior. I wake up.

I broke up with my boyfriend of a year & 3 months about a month a half ago. He is in the marines & has a drinking problem, but I still love him. Last night I had a dream that we were getting married. He was acting kind of flakey, but the night before the weding we made up & decided we were going to forget the past & start over. He kissed me and said thank you but then ge didn't come to my house that night to sleep because he was out with his friends. In the morning he still hadn't called in the dream I was worried about whether he was going to bail or not but I said well its still early he's probably asleep and then I woke up.

There were 2 guys and a girl, that I don't actually know, in my dream. I knew who was supposed to fall in love with who, as if it was a film I had already seen. The one for my eventually started to fall in love with me. I can't remember of his physical body, except that he had long hair (which I really rarely find attractive on a boy). He was so cute and sweet in his ways of being with me. We did stuff together only, when our friends (which don't actually exist) were together. I really feel like I love(d) him and now I kinda miss him. I was really sad when I woke up and that obviously my dream ended. The weird thing is that I NEVER have happy dreams, and nor did I EVER fall in love with anyone in my whole life (I'm 16). I felt confortable with him, while I don't even feel confortable with my own mother (social anxiety). Is this maybe cause deep down I want to find love or something? I already had dreams that kind of happened after. Oh gosh I just remembered that the day before I had said to my spiritual guides or whatever you call them "please show yourself to me" or something. This could be it too lol...... O.O To resume once again, I made up everything in my dream, even the places. The where only objects that I have (like my old dolly house) or references to stuff in my life (kids from people from my korean lesson => I've never heard of them).

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