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I cannot recall the build-up to the event (if there was any build-up at all). All I can remember is seeing my younger brother chained to a wooden frame. He was anxious. His friend (Richard) approached him with an electronic cutting device and started cutting the skin and tissue away from the left side of my brother's face and neck, damaging nerves and blood vessels in the process. I don't know why, but I knew he was't trying to kill my brother. I wasn't sure why he was doing it. Although I can't remember my brother calling out for help at first (as he would obviously do in real life!), as the cutting went on my brother's voice was damaged and he was trying to call for help at that point (in a hoarse voice). Up until this point, I was completely powerless to intervene. I wasn't chained or tied up myself ... it was as though I wasn't actually there during the event, but had witnessed it ... a really strange feeling. And once Richard had stopped cutting and walked several yards away, I physically appeared. I went up close to my brother and spoke to him. He was still asking for help in a weak and hoarse voice. I asked him if he wanted me to kill him, to end his suffering. I remember feeling immensely upset and overwhelmed with pity for what my brother had just had to endure. He replied to my question, but his voice was too weak for me to understand what he was saying. Then I took the cutting tool myself and tried to cut his windpipe (which was almost visible) to end his life and shorten my brother's suffering. And for some reason I couldn't do it which is ridiculous (as I am a doctor), but I could not find the wind-pipe to sever it! Then I woke up worried sick for my brother ... I was in a cold sweat, my heart was racing. I even contemplated phoning him at 5 in the morning to make sure he was ok. The dream was so vivid, especially the emotions I was feeling during the dream. I hardly ever have nightmares and weirdly, if I do have them I usually enjoy them and find them entertaining. But this was completely different to any dream I had experienced. I didn't enjoy it one bit. It was really horrible.

A close friend I baby sit for text me. I thought maybe to babysit.. When it sounded like she wanted to hang out at denny's I tried texting back to fully understand. When she didn't respond back I went to there house anyway, but it wasn't their house. It was an apartment building. When I got inside, Emma the eldest was alseep. Jack the baby was in the chair standing, watching tv. I looked around, but there was no other baby sitter. Parents were gone, so I stayed. I ended up outside later with the baby. We were walking from the car back to the apartment. It was dark, but I saw a black guy breaking into a car, and the other running off with a purse.. I thought it was mine so I started to follow.. I realized I had mine. They hadn't even noticed me, till I started to turn back... They started to run towards me so I ran.. I knew I was pinned in a corner so I start to plead with them.. I help jack by the hand close behind me. One of the black guys pulled out a very large knife, and I pleaded for him not to hurt me. I was scared of the pain I'd feel if he stabbed or cut me.. I begged and begged for him not to hurt me, offering my purse and wallet.. He said dirty things to me. Somehow he got distracted and I hit his arm with the knife. It dropped, and I grabbed it... Swinging it at him as I threatened him to leave.. He wanted to fight me, but hesitated.. I swung and cut him a few times.. but I wanted to do more damage then I actually was.. They ran, and I called 911.. No one showed up till very late.. I thought they men would come back and hurt me and Jack... I held Jack close while sitting down, waiting for someone to come and help. The dark scared me, and finally the parents came home. Asking the officer that was finally there what had happened... I was in shock, but I wasn't. I thought about how I could have been raped, or Jack been hurt.. I told the parents all about it, and they seemed concerned.

I'm at a big club-type party with my best friend K. The party is an event that's going through town, not one of the local clubs. It's in a western-style building with an L-shaped staircase. Most of the party is on the main level, I don't go upstairs. A dark-haired man catches my eye through a crowd. Later, that same man has me pinned to the floor and is attacking me violently. I'm terrified and confused, as I don't understand the reason for the attack but I know it's me specifically he's after. Later, I'm walking up a large, broad, off-white marble staircase with K, leading to a patio-type area on the front of a building. It reminds me of something I've seen in movies, there's definitely nothing like it in the city where I live. On the patio area there are tables, also off-white marble. We are going to an art class, and I am looking forward to it. There is modeling clay on the tables, but we have cameras and are going off to take photos. I have my ex- boyfriend 's camera (that I used to borrow when he got a better one and was teaching me photography). He is there and sees me with the camera, but we don't interact. Later, I go back to where the party was with K to look for clues, possibly as to a reason for the attack. I'm feeling traumatised. I'm terrified and upset and wondering if I will ever feel normal again after being attacked. I recall wondering if it's anything like what my friend felt after being sexually assaulted. At some point as we look around the club, I am descending the L-shaped staircase after finding nothing upstairs. We go into a small room to look around. The room is well-lit with natural light and is all painted off-white. There is a table in the middle. The room is familiar somehow. As we're looking through the room, the teacher from our art class walks by. We don't think anything of it until we go to leave the room and find that the door is locked from the outside. It's an old door, painted off-white like the rest of the room. The top half of the door contains a large, undivided window. A boy about our age who has been in the room the whole time but only comes to my attention now breaks the window and suggests we climb out through it. Only the lower half of the window breaks. K looks at him like he's stupid, reaches through the broken window and unlocks the door. I woke up shaking violently and afraid to go back to sleep. All through the dream I was terrified and felt like I was in danger. Extreme paranoia throughout.

I was in a large building, I think it was a hotel or similar building that houses mutlipe residents. I was in a room with two women. I knew both of them, but I can only remeber the idenity of one. They had a list of commands, and I felt compelled to obey what they told me to, despite the commands' degrading nature. I felt like I was enslaved, and they forced me to do many things I would never do because of its degrading and sexual nature. I want help to understand what this dream meant

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