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In a house with Mark and a bunch of other people, enjoying some sort of gathering when all of a sudden the furniture started moving on its own. I said, did you see that then finally some people saw the furniture move. Also a sheet of plastic started to attack or try to talk or communicate with me you could see the outline of a mouth and face on it I kept throwing it off of me and finally it left me alone Mark and I were also sitting on a rock and we were talking and holding one another and kissing one another very tenderly and passionately also I feel the presence of a ghost or spirit

. I remember that we were supposed to go tent camping…I remember attempting to rope climb. The rope was very high up. There were two ropes twisted together. I untwisted and noticed they had knots used to assist climbers. I attempted to climb while I was by myself before anyone came to see me. I had a lot of difficulty, having to jump to gain any distance on the rope. Shortly after my attempts kids joined me, although I don’t remember seeing their faces, the feeling I had made me believe they were my own. I suddenly flashed back to the rope and remember touching the beam, signaling my success, and allowing myself to free fall back down to the ground. I remember there being problems getting through the dirt roads to get to the various places on the site. I remember there being an issue with something that we gave the attendant, and we took back from his bicycle when he wasn’t looking. Jillian, was displeased with the grounds keepers and the site, but was out running around doing adventures anyway, while I conducted business. I flashed and Jill, along with the camping adventure was gone, and I was with the ladies from the HR office playing a high stakes game of paintball. The funny thing was it was in the corporate office that we were playing. We were wearing professional garb, like helmets, BDU’s (Black) and goggles. It felt almost as if we were practicing a drill or scenario of some sort. I remember giving silent hand signals to my team members, I was the leader, and they understood what I meant. I was shocked b/c we had no formal training, but it was as if my team had been practicing for this for a long time. I remember seeing someone attempting to get the drop on us, peaking through a cracked door. I quickly pulled my head back around the corner of a wall and began to open fire. I do not remember actually hitting the person, but I do remember winning with my team, and we acted very swat team professional, and then my dreams were over.

Had a dream that Jill and I haven’t seen each other since our last fight (which would have been the end of August 2013) but we still somehow ended up at a hotel getting married. I remember riding a bus, tram or train from what I assume was the airport (not sure) with her family members and Jimmy Mumby from work. Most of the family seemed a bit redneck, but Jimmy brought out weed and all her family member went crazy trying to smoke it, and even some seemed to have a new method of turning into liquid, and drinking it through a straw. I remember how uncomfortable I felt and I wanted to get away but I was trapped. The driver came back and began handing out what looked like strings with some sort of stick or straw and telling the guys who were smoking that they were going to have to swallow them. I felt relieved thinking he was going to stop them from smoking, but then he yelled out “Just kidding” smoke them if you got them, or something like that, laughed and went back to driving. The driver was wearing the stereotypical blue pants, driver’s hat and he had a mustache. When I got to the hotel I didn’t know what was going on or how I ended up being in the situation of marrying someone that I haven’t spoken too for months. I remember seeing her in her wedding dress (the old one from when she was 18) and seeing some of her bride’s maids in inappropriate bride’s maid dresses. One bride’s maid had a white dress that was cut to show a lot of skin, bra and panties could be seen. I was suddenly rushed by my mom to change into my suite (cannot remember the exact color but I know it was dark). Something happened to my shirt, can’t really remember but I spilled or dropped something on it, because I remember trying to rub it off. Next thing I know I was shirtless standing in front where the altar would be and a crowd was gathering in the seats and people were pushing me to the front as a protested about being shirtless. I remember still being confused about what I was doing or how I got myself in that position. I remember feeling anxiety about the hair that might be seen on my back. I remember thinking that I didn’t want to waste everyone’s time and money and feeling pressured to go through with it, and every time I attempted to discuss things with Jill, she wouldn’t acknowledge me, with the exception of telling me what she wanted and how she wanted it to go down. She seemed happy, or at least to everyone else, but we still didn’t talk. I remember feeling pressured about the vows because I wasn’t sure what to say to someone that hurt me so badly and haven’t spoken too in the last six months, but didn’t want to let everyone down. Everything seemed to be rushed as if “if it doesn’t happen right now it will never happen”. Her family seemed to be wearing country clothes including camouflage hats, had beards and yelled or talked super loud.

Had a dream that Jill and I haven’t seen each other since our last fight (which would have been the end of August 2013) but we still somehow ended up at a hotel getting married. I remember riding a bus, tram or train from what I assume was the airport (not sure) with her family members and Jimmy Mumby from work. Most of the family seemed a bit redneck, but Jimmy brought out weed and all her family member went crazy trying to smoke it, and even some seemed to have a new method of turning into liquid, and drinking it through a straw. I remember how uncomfortable I felt and I wanted to get away but I was trapped. The driver came back and began handing out what looked like strings with some sort of stick or straw and telling the guys who were smoking that they were going to have to swallow them. I felt relieved thinking he was going to stop them from smoking, but then he yelled out “Just kidding” smoke ‘em if you got’em, or something like that, laughed and went back to driving. The driver was wearing the stereotypical blue pants, driver’s hat and he had a mustache. When I got to the hotel I didn’t know what was going on or how I ended up being in the situation of marrying someone that I haven’t spoken too for months. I remember seeing her in her wedding dress (the old one from when she was 18) and seeing some of her bride’s maids in inappropriate bride’s maid dresses. One bride’s maid had a white dress that was cut to show a lot of skin, bra and panties could be seen. I was suddenly rushed by my mom to change into my suite (cannot remember the exact color but I know it was dark). Something happened to my shirt, can’t really remember but I spilled or dropped something on it, because I remember trying to rub it off. Next thing I know I was shirtless standing in front where the altar would be and a crowd was gathering in the seats and people were pushing me to the front as a protested about being shirtless. I remember still being confused about what I was doing or how I got myself in that position. I remember thinking that I didn’t want to waste everyone’s time and money and feeling pressured to go through with it, and every time I attempted to discuss things with Jill, she wouldn’t acknowledge me, with the exception of telling me what she wanted and how she wanted it to go down. She seemed happy, or at least to everyone else, but we still didn’t talk. I remember feeling pressured about the vows because I wasn’t sure what to say to someone that hurt me so badly and haven’t spoken too in the last six months, but didn’t want to let everyone down. Everything seemed to be rushed as if “if it doesn’t happen right now it will never happen”. Her family seemed to be wearing country clothes including camo hats, had beards and yelled a lot.

I saw this little boy...or little girl...I'm not sure which. And they were in a bath and they dunked their head under the water and came back up and their arm had turned into a second baby. Left arm. And the kid tried to drown the baby that their arm turned into, reaching over with their other arm to push it under the water, and it bit the kid. The next thing I see is the kid playing in what looked like some sort of really old graveyard. Just walking in circles with a little toy before weird chantings started coming from it. And I saw these glowy people come from nowhere, looked like old soldiers, and I remember thinking "hey...the good guys are here" and they circled the child and the child said something like "demons, come into me" and they repeated the command and finished by saying "we are demon" as in singular And this child said justice, come to me and the walls and everything turned bloody, and said winter come into me and the life was sucked out of everything. Now, throughout this entire dream, I felt a type of malicious evil that I have never experienced in my life. I've had nightmares before, but I've always been relieved when I awoke from them. Not this one. The evil I felt inside that dream will never leave my mind.

In a house with Mark and a bunch of other people, enjoying some sort of gathering when all of a sudden the furniture started moving on its own. I said, did you see that then finally some people saw the furniture move. Also a sheet of plastic started to attack or try to talk or communicate with me you could see the outline of a mouth and face on it I kept throwing it off of me and finally it left me alone Mark and I were also sitting on a rock and we were talking and holding one another and kissing one another very tenderly and passionately

Me and my daughter was somewhere and i was looking out the window and saw a red and white boat moving in the water it looked liked and emergency boat and i heard sirens. Next we were on some sort of patio or decj and this elserly white lady in a brown swim suit just jumped in the water ans i said you are brave and ahe said join me and i said no cause i cant swim and then me and my daughter proceeded to go back up the stairs and she was out of the water saying be careful cause i have boa constricters in my trees which was a plant and she grabbed one; it was blue and gray me and my daughter began to run and the snake bit me but i was dreaming that this happened cause i was showing people that the dream was so real you could see the puntcure wounds from the snake but i really felt it in my real life and when i looked at my forearm there was no bite

I am in a group of people on some sort of mission. We seem to have conquered our enemies in the immediate environment, when someone decides to investigate a building. A fight a man with a sword, but he appears friendly and convinces us that we don't have to fight. Some say he cannot be trusted however. We decided to use his help to investigate the rest of the house. A portly comrade, a black guy, and I investigate the house with him. The black guy appears to be meddlesome, and I tell him to wait outside using some physical force to push him back in the process with a stick against his chest. The new acquaintance appears harmless, and I leave the rest of the investigation to the portly fellow and the acquaintance. Standing outside, I see the man who first attacked me with a sword coming out of the building with the face of the portly fellow pasted on his face. Everyone is enraged at the treachery and they take the man for judgment. They later inform me that he was beheaded and that the black guy was exiled for insubordination I felt pitty for the black guy because he appeared very distressed about the death of his portly comrade.

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