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I was driving a go-kart on a paved but narrow sharp curve and up a steep hill. I hit the wall and went flying out of the go-kart and I was falling face down into a crowd in the baseball stadium that was right by the road. My eyes were wide open as I was falling. I started praying to God saying please God save me like 3 times and just then a fan reached out her hand to mine and pulled me in the seat next to her and we shared snacks and watched the game together. Then I woke up.

I was driving down the street and I saw my brother and father outside of my dad's old house doing something in a tool shed. I pulled over and we went in the house which my brother now lived in. the house was being remodeled. Except for a couch in the family room there was nothing in the house in any room it was all under construction. It was covered in sawdust and Sheetrock dust, as was the couch. There was no kitchen there was red and gold colored tile on the floor. My uncle aunt and a couple of my cousins and a guy who i don't know myself and my youngest daughter, who is disabled. my brother was taking us around the house and explaining what work was being done. My father was playing with my daughter, then I remembered that my father had passed away 11 years ago and when i looked back to see him playing with her, she was just laying on the floor alone. Also my uncle who passed away about 5 years ago, he bumped me in the shoulder and made me knock into the wall where I got sheet rock dust all over me.

I was sitting in school one day, when the principal came and called a few kids out of class. Me and 2 of my friends were not called out, but we were curious what was going on. We sneaked out of class and followed the group of kids down the hall. The group of kids then got on a bus. We got on with them. The bus drove us to a abandoned warehouse. They led us to a dark auditorium with a lot of kids in there. There was a curtain that was closed showing only a slither of light at the bottom. This curtain then opened. It showed a spotlight, with a stern principal lady standing on the stage. She then said "you are the good ones, you have been chosen". Then something told me to get up and get my other 2 friends and leave. When we left we walked around the halls of this place. We saw educational propaganda posters on the walls

I’ve had a dream that disturbed me and woke me from my sleep. I feel like I have had it before but this is the first time I have recalled it but have been waking due to disturbing dreams I cannot recall. This dream I was in my bedroom at home but was slightly different from my actual room(eg. Single bed instead of my actual queen size bed, and bed location was along the wall sleeping along the wall instead on head towards wall) It was nighttime and my parents where asleep. I wake from sleep and I try to get up but my body starts to spasm uncontrollably. I fall to the ground and continue to spasm in painful ways and am extremely frightened. I try to yell out to my Mum but am unable to talk louder then a whisper although I am trying to yell, I am unable to raise my voice. I have no control over my body or movement but and aware of what’s going on and am really frightened. My TV is on playing an episode of criminal minds and muffles the noise made by me. I eventually am able to crawl back up into bed and lay there in pain and slowly I gain control to my body. Then all of a sudden my body contorts again sharply. At this point I woke up and took me a few minutes to realise it was just a dream. Was really uneasy and scared

We are what looks like John and my old house. John isn’t there. It’s dark, there is always spiritual activity here. I have grown accustomed to hearing and feeling it, but I don’t enjoy it. I feel threatened here, and often that the spirits are trying to kill me. Katie and I are sleeping together in an unfamiliar kitchen, on a table. Pulses of energy start to transcend from the walls towards the other side of the house. She is scared, so I hold her hand and tell her that I have done this before, that I know what this is, and that I will keep her safe. There is a dishwasher underneath us that keeps shutting off. I have to manually press buttons until it goes again. This feels important to me. Katie asks me often what is happening, and why. She tries to blame the wind. I keep looking up at these slitted windowless cut-throughs at the top of the wall. They appear to be letting air in, but I know that's not why the house underneath us is shaking. We hold on, and I help her get through it. Cut to my Mom’s house. We are talking about the ghosts. I throw eggs on the floor, and so does she. All of them break open, and some of them are spoiled as they hit the floor. She cleans them up, but there is always still residue. I try to help clean it up better. We are sitting at some sort of Pep Assembly. Top Gear (Britain) host starts talking, donating money to an organization. He donates a particular amount, and then does a double take, acting like he is going to give them more. Instead, he jests about giving the second amount to “Jesus Christ.” Nick, my sisters and I all snort at this, I seem to be filming the event. We can hear murmurs of people agreeing, when someone gets my attention. An old school teacher who was religious speaks up and asks if we should have ‘the talk.’ I look down and tell her no. She sits back, and my Mom appears, telling me that she wishes I would let “Jesus Christ” into my life. I coldly disagree with her. Cut to her house. We continue to have the argument, and she claims she wants me closer, and that ‘god’ will make me stay close to her. I disagree, but don’t mention anything about agreeing to stay close. I tell her that John’s mom has a way of making him stay close to her.

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