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To begin, my current roommates, a number of our friends, the boy am I am dating Scott, his girlfriend and myself are all living in a very large victorian house. Part of the house gets flooded, one of the rooms being my bedroom. I am forced to sleep in another bedroom, and for some cruel reason, I am placed in Scott and his girlfriend 's room. The room is rather large and there is a curtain dividing my half of the room from theirs. It all feels a little weird and uncomfortable, but becomes more uncomfortable when I walk in to Scott's girlfriend rifling through my things. She starts to discredit my taste in books, stating that it's simplistic and lacking the classics. I retort, declaring I've read the books, but don't own them. I'm getting very angry and want her to leave, when Scott arrives and starts listening to what she has to say. She begins insulting me to him, laughing and questioning how he could ever be with someone who lacked good taste. Scott has always commented I have excellent taste, but in my dream, he laughs at me with his girlfriend . I ask him why he is doing this now, so he looks at me and says, "what am I supposed to do?" This felt very significant to me, and I walked out of the room and away from the situation as quickly as I could.

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

I dreamt that there was a house that was two story's high and it was all blue and white inside. The house and a hidden staircase in a coat closet and when you would open the door there would be a bright day of sunlight in your face than you would walk up a staircase to a few rooms with a kitchen and bedroom and patio. Everything on the patio was blue and white there was also a beautiful garden. This upstairs was always sunny and bright because whenever it was raining downstairs it was sunny and bright upstairs.

I was at a strangers house partying but it looked different then we all passed out on the floor my boyfriend and his ex were there i ended up sleeping naked next to a bunch of people my boyfriend s ex started holding my hand and touching me then when we woke up everybody was getting ready for school and my boyfriend was mad at me because i slept naked in a strangers house then i got up and ran around the house and everybody had piles of pot on their laps and they were shoveling it all into their mouths and consuming it then i kept running, dizzy, dazed and every time i opened a door the rooms would rearrange themselves i came around a corner and almost fell down some stairs then i threw myself down them and i woke up

We were at your house partying but it looked different, then we all passed out on the floor. Chris and his ex were there. I ended up sleeping naked next to a bunch of people. Chris' ex started holding my hand and touching me, and it was freaky. lol Then when we woke up, Everybody was getting ready for school, and Chris was mad at me cuz I slept naked in a "strangers" house. Then I got up and walked around and everybody had piles of pot on their laps and they were shoveling it all into their mouths and eating it. Then, I kept walking and every time I opened a door, the rooms would rearrange themselves, I came around a corner and almost fell down some stairs Then I threw myself down them. And I woke up . .

I was talking to a child and walking along side with her than i left her. we were outside and i could see that we were on the street. i crossed over the road to the girls father who is sitting down on a chair with a table of food. I look back and see the child alone underneath a tree. she was careful not to touch the ground as she was standing on the grass. next minute i am in a room sitting in a dinner table with an old woman next to me and i don't like it. she tells i am a racist so i move away from as i felt uncomfortable. i sit next to the little girl who i feel comfortable with. the next minute i am attacking the woman with a broomstick, trying to keep her away from me and i am hitting her. but than i see that i got a gun and i shoot her with the gun,

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