Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams i am i

Found 836 dreams containing i am i - Page 9


Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

I am in my deceased grandads front room and it is as if he has just died, there are a lot of people in there going through things but none of them are family. I tread in a wet patch with my right foot and realise that this is a wet patch where my grandad hada coughing fit and urinated in the floor, the wet patch is on the corner of a rug and no-one else mentions it which surprises me, I then keep putting my foot there to see if it is real. I am an adult in the dream even though my grandad died when I was 6 years old.

In the backyard, a squirrel with a giant fluffy tail runs by and underneath a chair. an enemy appears from under a cover with a cat trying to catch the baby squirrels where they where hiding, but they all managed to disperse soon enough. the boy yells, upset he couldn't catch the squirrel, the cutest and smallest one of course. i begin to scream and yell at him for wanting to kill that squirrel, especially the baby, he comes up with some excuse. later we're in the livingrooom in a recliner, i am sedated compared to much earlier, he's moaning and groaning something in my ear, trying to have sex with me, pushing his erected member into me. i pull away and the dream ends. i am in a huge theatre taking a seat with my friends and few unrecognizable family members, i am avoiding one of them, the bald one... i sneak into the bathroom and it insects with another part of the theatre where i invite my friends into, trying to slip away before the ones i dont want to follow come back.

I am in travelling back with an old school friend the car flips before i can get in the car, the car is filled with sand and we carry on our journey if nothing had happened, there is an artist in the car and he is using the sand to make a picture using paints of various colours to make a lion surrounded by flowers, we drive for a while and arrive at a train tracks, the tracks are packed with different shops and I find myself surrounded by people we make our way along the tracks, the artist guy buys an icecream eats it and then isnt seen in the dream again, we go in a few of the shops along the walk picking up rice balls and a black and white hamster along the way. when we reach the end of the tracks I am greeted by a firework display and a mass of people jumping through the air its beautiful and I tke some photos but look around and realize that I no longer see anyone that I know, I am left alone holding the hamster and have to find my own way home then I woke up.

This dream is from when I was 5 years old. I'm hanging upside down at my elementary school which had 4 rooms oriented like pillars on each corner of a square area for sitting maybe 200 by 200 feet. I am in the middle hanging upside in a area about 4 by 4 feet with metal railing in a square surrounded by Jason,Micheal myers,ghost face all of those horror characters not scared at all of them since I have NEVER even seen these characters or heard of them since I am only 5 years old so no way I should even dream of them. was also randomly eating crackers not sure if I just had them or was given them.

I am in my old house in my bedroom all alone, no one is home but I hear noises in the basement. As I move out into the all way I realize the power is out in the house and all the doors are locked. I go to the basement door , I look down the walls of our red staircase and see that there are several ghost like people all in my basement and they are trying to come upstairs. I start to panic and try to get out of the house but there is no way out. Until I find that the garage door is unlocked and my whole family is standing outside telling me to get out of the house. I struggle to get outside but I can't and that is when I typically wake up.

I am in a hallway, talking to a gay room mate, i make some joke at my expense, they ask me if i want to see their "man butt" then invite me into their room as they are decorating / interior design, they hang a long fabric of netting around the bedroom light and explain that it represents the people who died in the house, also gay, killed by the KKK while in the shower, the way the fabric cascades down and the lie shine thru looks a lot like water. i think to myself: try not to anger any of the spirits that live here. he then begins tying a golden sequined ribbon around the fabric and singing "revolutionary ribbon"

<< Previous Page 9 Next Page >>