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I was on a field trip in a car in the mountains with my family, (my mom, dad, and I) and we took a turn and climbed towards the summit of the mountains and suddenly there was snow. We stop, admiring the view. Suddenly I see my mom's side of the family there too. I keep walking across my family on the lines of the summit. As I walk, the snow on the peak starts to slide near my feet. The snow slide increased and my mom, my aunt, and I started running. Suddenly there is a tiger behind us chasing. We 3 hold hands, take a leap, and take a big jump from the mountaintop to the street we can see under us. As we landed on the street, we saw a shop with a big mirror wall and a mirror door. To escape the tiger, we tried to get into the shop and my mom shut the door. But the tiger slammed into it behind us. They started pushing the door and the tiger was much stronger than my mom so I pushed her aside and started closing the door against the tiger's force. The tiger was much stronger so I happened to be right in front of its face. He growled at me. I was not afraid and I did not faze although I was worried about my aunt and my mom. So I tried to growl louder than him so that it scared him. As I growled, I growled in bed too and that woke me up.

Yesterday, I woke up with a strong longing to see someone. I decided to take a nap, and during that nap, I had a dream with a serene white background, filled with bright light. In the dream, I saw his name written, and I heard a voice calling out his name. I even read his name out loud in the dream. It was quite surreal. Then, just a few minutes after I woke up from that dream, I received a call from him, and he told me he was on his way to see me in just two minutes.

I'm Nigerian and Igbo, I had a dream that all the Igbos in the State I was staying in right now(an igbo State) and, actually everybody, even non Igbos were being told we could no longer stay in our homes for some reason and to pack no more than 4 bags each of all our stuff and to come to a location and drop our luggage in a line, that the government would have them taken to new residence and use it to assign us to them. I think? Or something. And that we were not allowed to hold on to our luggage, that we *had* to put it down on the line, then go take a seat for the large state wide conference being held and listen to what the governor of the state had to say. The tension lay in the fact that throughout the stress of packing with the family I was living with in the dream (my cousins and aunty), entering a vehicle, and driving to the mandated location, I was terrified that this was actually a genocide. I kept on begging my Aunty and cousins to consider that this might be a genocide, or to flee the state and put our luggage in a relatives house in a neighboring state. They did not listen until the last possible moment, when I thought up and suggested the latter, by then we had already reached and dropped our luggage, and a female army soldier had appeared nearby and was watching us, so we had to leave it be. Another thing is on the drive there we would see things that in the logic of the dream, could have pointed to this being a genocide. One being a tree that we passed that may or may not have been a species that "usually" grew due to the circumstances that could be caused by a pogrom in dream logic, eg excess blood in the soil or the smoke of burnt human remains in the atmosphere or something like that. But it was never spoken out loud only suspected, so whether this was true in the dream isn't certain. secondly on 2 occasions I would see hills in the distance just absolutely *covered* in trash, sometimes with small piles of trash burning. And i would suspect whether the trash was actually the belongings and luggage we were submitting to the federal government. This one out of fear for such an outright confirmation was kind of doubted immediately by me. When sitting down for the conference, closest to the stage where the governor was speaking, a Hausa man in this dream, it was at a point where it was kind of up to the mechanics of my brain whether this dream would turn out to be something else or indeed a genocide. And in the dream I was either subconsciously or consciously but partially aware of this fact, it was why the 3 instances of evidence for genocide were being doubted with hope in the first place. So every word the governor would say had me on the edge of my seat hoping my dream would come in and provide a different explanation, soon a different scenario. One of the bases of my hope being the blatantly lower class Hausa people also standing around in the crowd because they live in the state too so had also been forced to leave their homes. Because in real life such drastic antagonistic action would never be taken with their own tribe in the direct crossfire. Either the Hausas in the government favoured their population, or betrayed them class-wise in a way that could be spun as justifiable. Anyways it was during this speech that I woke up. My heart was pounding so hard I expected it to be painful and causing some other physical reaction (the same way stomach aches are accompanied by nausea and a need to defecate). It got under control though, and I immediately started typing this.

I was watching a man film a birthday message for his son as he has cancer. Then I was with a group of people at a county fair watching horses and cows, there were food carts around me. The group walked through a crowd of people and came to en empty car park. The spaces were reserved for "(the year) 1946 enthusiasts and homeless people." We walked through the car park towards a dark building. I waved to my parents who were sitting at a table and continued on into the building. A young man walked past me and told his friends he would catch up, he had to do something first. I watched his eyes as he started watching the video message his father was recording at the start of my dream. At the end, I heard 3 loud pops and woke up knowing his father had shot himself as he was already dying

This is one of the most disturbing and horrible dream I have ever seen in my life. I'm having a little discussion with my mom.. she was a bit depressed..because she has some money issues.. she was worrying about her money situation and talking with me about that. I actually told her we will see what we can do. My mom is working as a teacher in the dream.she was a teacher in rea life but now retired.but in the dream I saw that she is still working . She has not gone for the job from few days... She is so depressed than what she shows. I realised that Mom is having a critical situation in her mental health. That I have to inform this to my sister or someone in the family... My mom got ready to go to the job.. because she has not gone for the job for like few days she said she must go today..and got ready. But I could see that she don't want to go.but I told her don't stay today too.. you will lose the job as well.. then she left. Then some People came home.. like relatives or my friends..I can't remember. But I know these people really well . We had a little chit chat... And my sister and dad came too... I roughly explained to my sister about mom's situation..we all got distracted by talks. Then suddenly I noticed it's so late... That Mom should come home by now.. then I told everyone about what happened today... I just felt there is something wrong with the situation..then the people agreed to go and search for mom in the school .. because it's too late now. Then we left.. we searched in everywhere. But we couldn't find her... And we asked children who has stayed for late night classes that if they have seen her.. only one child has seen her .... And she told us which classroom.. and we went to look there.. adults told me not to come inside..so I waited outside ..they went to the classroom ..and they came with a very misarable face... They said mom has suicided.. I actually felt like I'm broken in to peices.. I couldn't bear it.. I cried out loud... And one of the people told me she had a letter in her hand. In this letter it says someone of her family like a brother who lives in abroad coming to see her... After this letter came to her hands she has got her depression more worse.. maybe her worry of money has gone worse after she got the letter... Because she can't treat them well because she doesn't have much money. But I understood that this happened because she was not feeling well. She was going through depression. I actually felt so sad and miserable. I cried out loud. I felt like my life is going to be over. How can I be without her.. ? Then I woke up and I realised ...it's a dream.. but still feel awful. Is this dream giving a prophecy or reflecting something of my own life?

Black Handprint all over the condo. The place had been stripped like it was a remodeling project. A brother of mine was on a ladder in the open entrance area near the wall. I asked him or rather stated to him in an accusitory manner, "What the hell!" And he turned the tables on me and said, "What the hell did you do to the place!" Now, I knew that I had done nothing. I began to think that maybe all my money had been stolen. I went to the closet and there was nothing there except in the back of the closet was a really small opening. It was rectangular in shape and it was open from the inside like a peep hole. What was below was a huge department store that was birghtly lit and I heard something being stated over the loud speaker.

My nephew was with me and my first born boy child where by we witness my neighbors killing someone, we tried to escape but I was unable to help my son and nephew and I went home by the time I was at home by the door I saw my nephew being shot at 2 times an by the time my son was about to get shot I called him and he came as a spirit telling me it's too late the I was crying trying to grab him and I couldn't as he was heading straight to the house where he was killed, so by the time I was going back home I saw a small van 1400 with a colour white, green and blue heading to my place as if it was driven by a woman that I know by the time I get inside the house I was crying as loud as I can but seems like nobody was paying attention at all... So I went straight to my bedroom where I saw a linen of clothes and there was an overall with blue, yellow and orange colour on it, and it looked like I knew the owner of it so I came to the kitchen where I saw my son in a zinc bath with a smoke like he was burning and his arms were shrinking Please respond

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