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It was strange, to make it short, I was running from someone or something, and I realized somehow that I was dreaming, before I looked info about lucid dreams and know a few tricks to confirm you're dreaming, so I tried in my dream to look my hands, and I did. I asked myself, am I dreaming? And so a ran out of a door on an outer space and immediately looked back to see if that someone or something was following me, it wasn't. Is like I clicked in my dream and the whole dream changed. I saw as well that there's a device you put in your head before you go to sleep that lights a red beam in your eyes during the night, and you can see it when you're dreaming, so I looked up in the sky to see if I could find it but I didn't cause I don't have the device, but I remembered and looked up! Everything inside my dream... I knew I was dreaming. I was tryna figure out where I was and so I saw a door with blurry white letter written on it, I couldn't read it, but I saw a logo, I believe it was 2 triangles with stripes face opposite directions ( one up and one down) ^v ... what does that mean? I've been trying to look for the logo or symbol and I can't seem to find anything relevant...

My boyfriend and I were at a familiar plaza and we got tapioca/boba as he disappeared somewhere, I went back to get myself ice cream. There were only a few distinct flavors available, but as I tried to tell the lady mango, I blurted out watermelon. She gave it to me, with a smile on her face but that flavor wasn't on the menu .. I walked out of the shop and ate my ice cream while heading out to find my boyfriend . As I was walking around a building I felt many small things hitting me from above. Looking up, I saw an airplane and thought the pieces were coming off from it and falling from to the ground. But as I continued around the building while protecting my ice cream, the pieces kept falling rapidly and only in my direction. I looked up once more, and I found that rocks were being pushed off the side of the roof to hit me. Then I woke up.

In my dream michelle and anthony we're chanting as they were coming closer towards me. I was laying on the ground and looked up to see they're both carrying a glass looking object with sharp pointy ends. Inside looked like an oily glass Next I was sitting in what appeared to be a den around a tabke with many others that I don't recognize . they were chanting around me. I became freaked out and ran out of the house. I looked around to see the night sky and every house on the block was dark with no street lights on. I screamed for help and tried to knock on doors but nobody answered. All of a sudden a white truck comes towards me attempting to run me over. That's when I awoke from that awful nightmare. I awoke at 2 am unable to fall asleep right away in fear that I would fall back into it.

I rode a scooter down the street and a truck was about to drive past but stop in the middle of the road infront of me so the drive could look down at something. As he then looked up to drive I caught his attention and he smiled saying hey! Hiw old are you? Where you going you wanna go to a party with me? I got scared and said no and started to run back to the house but he began to follow calling after me asking me where I was going. I scream trying to get someone's attention and run in the house yelling help since this man had followed me home. My family was all there staring at me until I kept saying that guy keeps following me help me get him away dad. My older brother and a cousin was outside waiting for him. As the guy drove his truck in a neighbor's driveway without even putting the car in park he just jumps out and runs towards the house with a happy excited face. I kept telling him go away I don't want to go with you to a party! I don't know you! He got mad and started throwing things. He threw a bag of ice and it almost hit my younger brother in the back but I stood in front of it and quickly hit it away before it hit my face. The man laughed asked wow you hit away? Why didn't you let it hit your face? I got mad and threw the bag od ice at him but it missed. He came in the house and grabbed my arm trying to get me to go with him while he had a smile on his face and was all excited. I kept telling him no since it was making me more and more scared I couldn't get away. I kept saying I don't know know you! Go away! My brother cousin manage to get him away from me and throw him outside and started fighting him. I started to help fight him off too to get him out of there but it just made more and more mad and want me more. He tried to break my cousin's leg but I kicked him in the face and twisted his leg to break,

For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

I was in a towel and the towel fell exposing my breasts. I looked up and saw my neighbor staring. We made eye contact and they began to pleasure themselves sexually while looking at me. Later on I went over there to talk to my neighbor. I wore a sheer top and no bra, and was very horny. My neighbor tried to deny seeing me, until I told him that I liked it and wanted to have sex with him. His kids and wife weren't home, so we went for it. It was amazing sex and I had an orgasm. I told him I wouldn't tell anyone but that I wanted to do it again and soon.

I dreamt about being inside this place. It was a two story place, inside a cruise ship. The walls had a marble white color and had had a large staircase that spiraled upwards. I was with my team mates in my dream which was weird since it's been a few months since I've seen them and we were in charge of keeping the place in order. So all of a sudden I see all of my teammates running up the stairs and start telling me that something is going on and we need to take order so I try to go up those stairs but as I was trying to go up, it was difficult since I felt very heavy but after I got up to the very top, I see a body facing down and it looked like the body was unconscious or dead. Two teammates went down to help and see what was going on, they were trying to shake the body to see if it would wake up. Then out of nowhere I see a little boy and little girl running down the stairs, laughing. Then out of nowhere again, I see that my teammates disappear and there was a little boy, who had a bowl cut, with a white t shirt and khaki shorts looked up at me and said, "I'm not like the other kids" and looked at the direction of the kids running down the stairs. He kept saying that and then I see a closet with a sliding door to the left of the stairs going down and I see this man coming out of there, who was only wearing white briefs and sported a short haired look saw the boy but the boy said he didn't want to go in there and I told him, you don't need to go there, stay with me. Then the man the man said, come on, let's go and automatically the boy followed the man inside the closet while holding the man's hand and the last thing he said before the door closed was the same thing he kept repeating which was, "I'm not like the other kids". The dream felt so real, I woke up feeling scared for this kid who I don't even know and I want to know if it means anything.

Standing outside in the dark it was like all in grey scale, devoid of any other colors. I looked up and the clouds parted and I saw a line of strange looking planets moving across this opening from my right to my left or counterclockwise. Counterclockwise is a description that stands out from the dream. Not to mention the strange look to the planets. One I remember had a dark stripe down the center. One other thing to mention is for the last 20yrs I almost never remember my dreams.

It was 1999 I looked out side my kitchen window, there was a car park, it was full of 'Muslim' woman praying, they were facing west, I ran from my house past the woman in to a hall were the minister for immigration KIM BEASLEY was, I said can you see that in the car park, he looked over while shoving seafood in to his mouth shrugging his shoulders. I got up set and left that place and went to go home, I walked past the Muslim woman praying to the west, one Muslim looked up at me then they all did, then they stood up thousands of them, and they chased me, I was running away and they slowly methodically followed me like a slow moving mud avalanche, I run in to my home but the weight of the woman marching froward smashed my house down, I had to run and run, I had no home and it was hard to hide because they were every where. They were not aggressive in a fighting way, but determined to smash my home my life every thing....,

It was 1999 I looked out side my kitchen window, there was a car park, it was full of Muslim woman praying, they were facing west, I ran from my house past the woman in to a hall were the minister for immigration KIM BEASLEY was, I said can you see that in the car park, he looked over while shoving seafood in to his mouth shrugging his shoulders. I got up set and left that place and went to go home, I walked past the woman praying to the west, one looked up at me then they all did, then they stood up thousands of them, and they chased me, I was running away and they slowly methodically followed me like a slow moving mud avalanche, I run in to my home but the weight of the woman marching froward smashed my house down, I had to run and run, I had no home and it was hard to hide because they were every where. They were not aggressive in a fighting way, but determined to smash my home my life every thing....,

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