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The computer keyboard is so dusty I can’t clearly see the letters on the keys. I’m not a good touch typist, so I need to see those keys. I wipe the dust away, but it just keeps getting thicker and thicker. I try to type anyway, but I hit the wrong keys and have to keep hunting for the backspace key. I’m frustrated because I have to write. As I frantically wipe away at the dust it gets thicker and darker until my keyboard is covered in the rich, dark, grass-flecked dirt of my flower beds. I keep trying to dig through the dirt and type, but the dirt gets deeper and deeper. I can’t see my keyboard at all, but I dig and paw at the dirt, trying to find it.

Dreams of the light Who was there Me My Dad My Mom Where At the yellow house in Catawissa, Pennsylvania We were using an extension cord for electricity from a close neighbor. My dad said here, take this and plug it in…. I said we have free electricity? Then I follow the long cord from the blue living room all the way to the wood room and into the loft. It was dark because there were only electricity lights on in the blue living room. I then saw all the lights come on shortly after I entered the loft and said to my mom, hey we got power now! I suddenly was at my aunt Donna's place alone in my cousin's room and then I was in a rush to go to the bathroom….I saw a building with a post office but it was closed so I parked outside a store and was late frustrated that I needed to get in the building. Then a few strangers yell that it's open. The post office building is a deterrent but this one is open. I was in dismay and unsure but I said thank you and weirdly walked to enter. When I did the whole place was covered in feces and urine overflowing vomit snot and any other repulsive human liquid including blood pus and mucus seeping out the clogged urinals and toilets even sinks. I seldom took breaths as it was unbearable. I was in the shopping store for groceries and overnight workers were helping me find items because they were closing and I was the last one and they wanted me to finish and go home.

In my dream my brother and I were on our way to a professional wrestling match when we were pulled over by the cops. The police asked for our IDs and asked where we were going tonight and when we said professional wrestling match this is what he told us: ""Professional Wrestling" is considered one of the most successful efforts of the Extreme Perversity Normalization Initiative's "Closet Project". Professional Wrestling was designed by Illuminati meme artists and psychologists to accomplish three primary aims: 1) To serve as a simple means of screening the public for propensity to extreme gullibility - a trait highly desired by the Illuminati and one cultivated through eugenics programs. 2) To encourage public acceptance of suspension of disbelief and critical thinking as vast numbers of people invested emotional attachment in contests they knew rationally were predetermined and staged. 3) To promote a culture of hypermasculine homoeroticism of a type designed to appeal primarily to aggressive young males in denial about their own homosexual impulses. All EPNI "wrestling" features an emphasis on exaggerated masculinity, fetishistic focus on the male physique, extensive use of sweat/body oils, and promotions of polyamorous homosexual BDSM rituals involving "tag teams" and "submission"

I dreamt of kombucha. I started getting curious as to how kombucha gets fizzy, and a guy that I had liked but nothing ever happened with, well I wanted to ask him. I haven't talked to him in ages,k and keep thinking about it, even if I know we left on good terms and that I'm just wondering something fundamentally stupid. But anyway, I started asking everyone about the kombucha, and they all thought I was dumb, so I worked up the nerve to text him, and he replied about some acidic thing that I eventually understood. I kept going in and out of rooms, and it felt like his lack of attraction to me physically hurt, like I was physically in pain from him not understanding that I just wanted him to kjiss me. I told him that, I asked him if he wanted it too, and I honestly can only remember that this was because my best friend did it. Actrually she texted him that he tried to kiss me and I wasn't sure he was into it, and so he shouldn['t try again (even though I wanted him to desperately), and so I texted him that and he replied, he was kind about it, but then I saw one of my best friends cheating on her boyfriend (although they had broken up) with him, and it was quite strange but yeah.

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