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I am going on a trip with my friends and we stop to get gas at a station in the middle of the dessert. We are starting to walk inside and I see a truck drive up to the side of the station and my eyes connect with the drivers and I stop in the middle of the parking lot. Almost all of my friends walk inside except my closest two friends. As the man from the truck gets out he starts to walk towards me and I begin to tear up. He begins to talk to me but I refuse to talk back. Then one of my friends begins to introduce himself and I interupt him telling him "Don't talk to him!" The man then looks at me then to my friends and says "Have you not told them about me? About all our times together?"

I had a dream last night that my boyfriend had sent someone to kill me. I think it began with the two of us up in my room reading or relaxing and we were just heading to bed when someone knocked at the door. I went down to answer it and it was a guy similar in age to me he said he was a friend of my boyfriend s and was sent here 'to the do a job for him'. I remember running upstairs confused and asked my boyfriend what was goin on and next I remember the guy standing behind me and my boyfriend sayin 'make it look like an accident ok?' and then he tells me that his friend is hired to kill me! I can't remember much else after that other than a feeling of utter panic and despair

I was still half asleep lying in bed and i heard someone getting up. I looked at the clock and it was only 4:30am. So I got out of bed and looked to see who it was and it was my father, he was walking down the stairs. He opened the front door and left. I followed him and as I was standing at the door he was walking down the path. As he was walking down the path he was slowely disappearing into thin air. I rubbed my eyes and looked again and he was gone. I shouted for my mother but i got no answer. I was confused.

I saw that I graduated. The dream was all in sepia. I saw Abhishek, a classmate of mine when I was in 5th standard, in Varanasi. Now I'm in 9th, and it is weird to dream of him as I don't even think about him. Abhishek graduated too with me. I saw a ladder, I wanted to climb it, but I did not as I was amazed to see Abhishek and started talking with him. We did not talk much, however. I went on a machine, and I was informed that the machine was built by a man who graduated the first time in the world. His graduation was so great. My father told me that graduation is nothing but a kind of interview. All the difference between and interview is that in graduation, we have to make a presentation. M father said that examiner asks some question, and we have to answer it, and then make a presentation on the basis of the questions that were asked. Then I asked my father that why the man who graduated the first time is famous? He said that it was because his presentation was different, he was asked some different kinds of questions that are normally not being asked. But I said to my father, that this is not a good reason, why did examiners asked different questions to him only, not to any one else? There is nothing he did. Then I demanded again why the man who graduated first was famous? My father replied that it was because he committed suicide later. I was still confused, I couldn't understand why the man who graduated the first time was famous. Before I could get information a little more, I woke up.

It started with me at Natalie's apartment, where we talking about something that I don't really remember. For some odd reason, Natalie was wearing glasses and at some point during my visit I had my left arm stretched out in front of me and when I turned to face Natalie, I shattered her glasses, mostly the left lens. At that point everything else seemed to stop and I profusely apologized and did all I could to give her whatever medical attention she needed. I don't know why but she seemed withdrawn and in shock, or something. While I was getting a rag to wipe off the blood on her face, I kept thinking about a news story that a convict's fate would be decided by the people, a first in recent history. When I had a rag, for some reason it took me three tries to get the rag wet enough and once I returned to Natalie she had pulled out all the glass that was in her face, leaving very little left to do. While I was trying clean off the blood still on her face, I was also trying get her to talk to me but she was still very unresponsive. I kept trying by bringing up different things and the convict who's fate was in the hands of the people kept coming up in both my thoughts and my attempts to get a response from Natalie.

I was in a large room with mirrors covering all four walls. My first and so far only love was there on a bicycle. Normally, I don't share my feeling with him because he shuts down and gets defensive or he wants to cheat on his girlfriend /baby-mama/fiancé with me and I adamantly refused. He never shows any concern about my feelings. However, in this dream he seemed upset that I had hooked up with another guy even though he has no grounds to be jealous. I start yelling at him saying he has no right and if he still is jealous about that kind of stuff maybe he still love me even though he won't admit it and he shouldn't be with his current fiancé. He refuses to listen attempting to ride away on the bike, however we are trapped in this room with no where to go and our reflections and voices surrounding us making it impossible to escape.

Me and a bunch of other people in a for stat night were running away from something. Then there appeared this big ditch. All of a sudden everyone was gone except me and a man standing on the other side of the ditch. I asked him to please help me get on the other side and he did. However after getting to the other side instead of running away from what was chasing us he insisted that I suck his dick to thak him for helping me. I refused to and he got very angry. So I ran away and I noticed him running towards me. I ran into a gas station that was near by and I found my mom and her sisters in the kitchen there. When I turned around the man was behind me yelling, so I grabbed a knife and stabbed him to death

I can't give a location but i am with a couple of people i know who recently had their child and me and my girlfriend and with them during the labor for some reason, i don't know why, then at some point, i am never awear of any passage of time in my dreams, it turns out my girlfriend is also pregnant and in labor out on nowhere. my reaction from the dream is horror, i am terrified she is having a child, feeling geniune fear and horror at the idea, scared and unsure about being a parent given how i wouldn't be able to look after it, there is also a small moment of me saying that impossible becuase she has only bee pregnant for a few moths, she cannot be in labor( i am currently 18 and only in college education and she herself has been brooding for a child in reality for several months now, me always saying no and that we are not ready). then, in a instant, my friends had their child but disappear and even though i never saw it and wasn't there, apparantly the child my girlfriend had did not make it, i can not find her although i know she is mortified, someone approches me about it, says something i cannot remember what and i burst into tear, really feeling like i am crying, as i would in real life. then i wake up but i am not crying myself, just compleatly confused

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