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I was in my old Church gym with people from one of my favourite shows. I was teamed up with Erza, one of the main characters, and we were to fight everyone to prove strength. It was madness, but I was strangely excited and sought out opponents. Each person used magic and I was a fire user. I rode on a skateboard on my stomach, attempting to set someone on fire. To my horror, my magic was super weak for some unknown reason and it was all I could do to use my fire magic to shoot away. I attempted to fight several times, each ending in the same way. Suddenly Erza and I were alone in a forest. The game had changed and we had three rules to follow.

I was with the 3 kids I used to nanny for watching them along with the sister of the lady's kids I used to watch and we went inside for a minute and as soon as we walked out we saw that the kids had all 3 walked across two streets alone. And by the end of the second street their father was helping them cross to a house. By the time their aunt and I crossed the street their father was yelling at us about how irresponsible we where so I cursed at him, then their aunt got bad at him for yelling at us and through a glass almost hitting the oldest of the children in the head. At that point we both ended up walking back across the two lanes of traffic and to the other house.

E.I was with the three kids I used to babysit and was watching over them along with the kids aunt at a house. We both went inside the house for a minute and by the time we walked out the kids had crossed one street and where crossing the second street towards another house with help from their dad. Myself and their aunt crossed the street as their dad started yelling at us telling us how irresponsible we were and how we could let them cross the street alone. I ended up yelling and cursing back at their dad and then walking back across both the streets to the first house as their aunt was yelling and threw a glass cup at a wall nearly hitting the oldest of the three kids in the head, as their father checked to make sure he was OK.

I was at a State Thepian Festival and I was basically running around. The I had to use the restroom so I went to find one. It was laid out exactly like my high school so it was pretty easy. When I go there, the boys and girls were seperated by a half wall. My friend was talking to his girlfriend and I just awkwardly passed by. I went to use the restroom and when I came out there was this random bed and it was very dark and my friend was alone. I got really tired and decided to go sit down. Well, I sat down and within seconds, he was pulling my face torward him trying to whisper "You want to talk?" But while doing that, our lips kind of grazed each others. We sat there and talked for a bit then laid down and got comfortable while still talking. I then fell asleep in his arms and he fell asleep holding me. Then I woke up.

I was talking to a child and walking along side with her than i left her. we were outside and i could see that we were on the street. i crossed over the road to the girls father who is sitting down on a chair with a table of food. I look back and see the child alone underneath a tree. she was careful not to touch the ground as she was standing on the grass. next minute i am in a room sitting in a dinner table with an old woman next to me and i don't like it. she tells i am a racist so i move away from as i felt uncomfortable. i sit next to the little girl who i feel comfortable with. the next minute i am attacking the woman with a broomstick, trying to keep her away from me and i am hitting her. but than i see that i got a gun and i shoot her with the gun,

I was on vacation with my family. My mother, father and brother were in one room, in a hotel, while I was in another room. I was with a boyfriend (I dont really have one) and we were 18. We were going to have a night alone for the first time and he had a surprise for me. I had gotten into the shower, and when I came out he was in awe at my naked body. Then, he kissed me and wanted to give me his surprise. I put on some lingerie and walked out to the balcony with him were we kissed again. He carried me to the bed where we proceed to have sex. After he played with my hair and we lied together with our naked bodies on top of each other snuggling. Several times he told me I was beautiful and perfect. He said he loved me, and I said I love you back. We continually hugged eachother tightly. In the morning, we got up and showered together. I washed my body with soap, and then we got dressed and went to the beach. We walked on the beach and then when the sun went down had sex again. We talked about getting married and his surprise was two rings to promise ourselves to eachother. We were going to be at the hotel all week.

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

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