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My hair turned white blonde, long and curly.. salt and pepper. Animal fat grease? A bodacious woman sits in a lawnchair on her porch in the sweltering heat, she sprays her face with the water hose repeatedly, I think shes an idiot and looks stupid and feel she’s getting what she deserves as I chuckle to myself maliciously… she talks about how old she is and how clear her skin is, I can see her double chin… she lets down her long curly sun bleached hair, it reminds me of my own… something about cottage ??? cottage cheese??? My Elderly self…

I dreamed I was a fairy and trapped in this house by this woman. One day I escaped with other fairies out the window. The green fairy took the car to Mc Donalds. We were in a city, but I flew to a park. At the park I flew over people and bewildered them with the fact that I was a fairy. A black woman told me to cheer up thekids from Africa. Their skin was covered with grey fuzz on their back. I flew around them but they remained unimpressed. Then I tried doing backflips and fell on a tree painted on the pavement. When I tried to go home I got lost.

My hair turned white blonde, long and curly.. salt and pepper. grease? A bodacious woman sits in a lawnchair on her porch in the sweltering heat, she sprays her face with the hose repeatedly, I think shes an idiot and looks stupid and feel she’s getting what she deserves as I chuckle to myself maliciously… she talks about how old she is and how clear her skin is, I can see her double chin… she lets down her long curly sun bleached hair, it reminds me of my own… something about cottage ??? cottage cheese??? My Elderly self…

I was at work and noticed that I had a hair coming out of my palm on both my left and right hand. After looking at it for a while I started pulling it on both hands and the hair just kept coming out till it was about 10 cm long. Then from my index finger on both hands what i can only describe as a expendable antenna came out of the tips of my finer piercing through the skin. I started to panic and ran to what I thought was the doctors but somehow ended up home. I was with my parent's and Sister and when i tried to show them the Antenna looking thing ( Which by the way was pure white like it was made from bone) had retracted and I had small holes in the tips of my index fingers on both hands. I was examining the hole and held it up to the light and when I did so it looked ad if there were small tentacle looking things trying to reach for the light . When I moved it away from the light they would retract ever so slightly ( these were tiny and again white ) After this the skin on my hand slowly started to part and I was panicking but everyone around me was still and seemed as if what was happening to me was normal. As the skins fell away it exposed what should have been bones and muscle ect... but instead it was like my hands were made of small living white vines is what I would describe them as in the shape of a hand and hat the palm of where I made should have been was what looked like a white blossoming flower... again this appeared to be alive. After staring at my hands for a while what looked like skin started to regrow over the top of them but not in a normal skin colour ... kind of yellowish green colour. This is when the first words were said to me in the dream in which my mum said that this is going to sting. At that I felt that my hands started to tingle but then she said but it will be worse for your head. At that I woke up. I've not been able to really stop thinking about this dream since I had it and its still very clear in my head. Curious to know what this means and any help would be appreciated. Many Thanks

California was flooding, probably the entire U.S. The water kept rising higher, like waves, and we found all these flooded towns where people drowned. We were trapped on this hill and we didn't have a lot of time, my entire family was visiting. So we were together. My grandma and I were looking fir ways out when we found this family that had shot themselves, even the kids before the water could get there. The man had this card in his vest pocket that said This Is My Choice. I took the card to use if I decided to do the same. I knew we were going to die, and my Uncle had this gun. I didn't want to drown, it terrifed me, where's the only thing I was scared of shooting myself for was the water receding and me making the wrong choice. As I was debating, and my grandma told me it was my choice if I wanted to go through with it, that she wouldn't stop me, these hundreds of people came out of nowhere, walking towards us. To be honest we thought they were zombies, because what the hell thats our luck. So we started shooting. I took the gun and while i really didnt know how to shoot i did pretty well, and it was when they started dropping we knew they were human, because i was too unskilled to get a headshot. So we thought they were just trying to steal our home and supplies and remained on guard. Finally they convinced us they just wanted shelter until the end, and we let them stay on the worn out bus we had. I was there with them protecting the kids and still trying to decide rather to shoot myself or not, and that was like the tenth time i had put the barrel to my temple and put it down when these little girls ask me not to shoot myself. I laugh hysterically and say " do you have any idea how many of you i just slaughtered? And you're asking me to stay alive? Why?" And before they could answer i thought "Leigh Ann" and burst into tears. The girls asked what was wrong and I said that I was going to die here and never said goodbye to the person who Was always there for me, that i loved her like a sister and now she was probably dead. I kept trying to call you, because some. There were towers that were still working, so I tried to get signal, to warn you, hoping maybe you had a chance in Texas, tell you I loved youand thanks for everything, but i couldn't get through my phone rebelled, and just kept playing recordings of us talking, which made me cry harder, and The kids tried to comfort me while the gun fell beside me on the seat. Then i woke up.

I was at my old house, when news broke out about a child molester in the neighborhood, I was extremely terrified since the news noted that the molester was still roaming the streets of my town. I began to have anxiety and check every room and inch of my house. I was convinced that one of my family member of I would be the next victims. Me and my family were all gathered in the living room to stay safe, when my baby brother began to walk towards my room saying he forgot a toy, I told him to stay here but instead followed him to my room. He was jumping trying to get on the bed when I noticed some skinny arms extend from under the bed quickly trying to grab my baby brother, without thinking I ran to my mom in shock and with the breath I could, I told her that there was a woman under my bed. We quickly got up, my mom walked towards her with a small knife while I ran to the kitchen to grab a bigger one.

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