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I was in my old house as suddenly a girl entered my house asking for information. I said that I could not help her, so she had to leave, but seh didn't listen. I kept repeating that and she keppt looking around my house with no permission. So in the end I was very anglry and I shouted her to leave. She started to cry and say that I was very rude. I tried to apologize and tried to solve the situation but she would not listen. So we started arguing about law suits and recalling.

I was on an action movie set, with two famous actors and Sean Connery as superstar. The two actors were really confident but arrogant, and I was very reserved and humble, just trying to do my job. The scene foresaw a helicopter bombarding us, However, it turned out that the helicopter was bombarding us for real. The two actors went panic; I tried to distract the helicopter, allowing them to escape. I eventually managed to find an escape through a safe secret rout, so all of us were safe. We were happy to be alive, and Sean Connery came to me telling:"You have courage kid. You truly have courage, I would not have done any better."

I was going to a gas station to refill my car. Suddenly a man came and started to shoot and kill people with a couple of guns, with tremendous violence and madness. I was trying to hide in fear. The owner of the gas station tried to hit the shooter with a small container full of fuel. However, that container just bumped on the guy and arrived right next to me. The shooter,now out of control, shot the the small container which exploded violently in front of me. I didn't die, but I was burning alive, screaming in pain. The shooter saw and maybe to shut me up, shot me too. Yet, I didn't die. I woke up in a hospital alive, but completely disfigured from the fire. My face was completely burned, and so my body. My family was there and everyone was crying for me. I was crying too. Then I woke up(for real). When I was awake, I was shivering so much...

It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

You entered: I was in a nursing home as an old lady and I saw what I think was my husband being taken away so I started crying and they took me up to a different level of the nursing home but when I got back I the elevator I was standing again and some random girl came and hugged me and said mom I'm scared she was crying so I hugged her back but when I got to the top floor she disappeared and I was holding hands with one of the kids in my class and he led me into a room where I saw myself laying on a hospital bed with my parents crying over me and they wouldn't listen when I tried to get their attention so Liam pulled me away and we started running and then a camera man took our photo and the bright light woke me up.

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