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It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

HAVING A LIFE @FULLSAILUNIVERSITY CASH IN HAND FOR MY ROYALTIES @MICROSOFT YOU OWE ME ALOT WITH HOUSE OF GUCCI CNBTN FIXES MY BANK ACCOUNT WITH THE WORLD BANKING SYSTEM WITH GUCCI THE HOUSE OF DREW PARTON 3888757 064202255 bank Preservation of resources. Sudden loss of money. Preservation of resources. Sudden loss of money. To see vacant tellers, foretells business losses. Giving out gold money, denotes carelessness; receiving it, great gain and prosperity. To see silver and bank-notes accumulated, increase of honor and fortune. You will enjoy the highest respect of all classes. cash To dream that you have plenty of cash, but that it has been borrowed, portends that you will be looked upon as a worthy man, but that those who come in close contact with you will find that you are mercenary and unfeeling. For a young woman to dream that she is spending borrowed money, foretells that she will be found out in her practice of deceit, and through this lose a prized friend. See Money.

HAVING A LIFE @FULLSAILUNIVERSITY CASH IN HAND FOR MY ROYALTIES @MICROSOFT YOU OWE ME ALOT WITH HOUSE OF GUCCI CNBTN FIXES MY BANK ACCOUNT WITH THE WORLD BANKING SYSTEM WITH GUCCI THE HOUSE OF DREW PARTON 3888757 064202255 bank Preservation of resources. Sudden loss of money. Preservation of resources. Sudden loss of money. To see vacant tellers, foretells business losses. Giving out gold money, denotes carelessness; receiving it, great gain and prosperity. To see silver and bank-notes accumulated, increase of honor and fortune. You will enjoy the highest respect of all classes.

I once had a very short but maybe important dream where it started as me on my knees in defeat as if I lost a battle. I was a samaria in this dream, I had never been in a dream as a warrior but I don't think it was about that, samaria being some of the most honorable warriors are respected when defeated. So my opponent had defeated me and I was on my knees but alive, there was a short bit of speaking and then an agreement, after that he drew his sword and stabbed it through my body except the weird thing was I felt everything, the sword felt painfull more than any amount of pain I felt in life, I felt the cold metal of the sword, I felt breathless, I felt burning and more. He pulled the sword I fell over and that was it. It feels like this dream had a theme of honor and defeat with an extremely real feeling to it.

First, I was driving on the phone with my boyfriend then I got into a car accident. I tried to call my mom. I tried to call my dad, they didn't pick up. My boyfriend came and got me and I took my car to uncle's car shop. My cousin called and said she needed me to come get her so, I asked my boyfriend if it was play and he said yea. So, we went and got her and then we went to my aunt's house to see our little cousins. After awhile, it was late so we left. My boyfriend took me home and I was talking to my mom and explained all that happened and she said she would handle my car and told me "You should go with your boyfriend " so, I said okay and me and my cousin got back into his car. We went and dropped my cousin off and then went to his friends house where I met his friends, One girl seemed to have a problem with me and went to tell my boyfriend something then he got upset then, she came back to me being rude and I said I was ready to go. So, we left got to his house and went to sleep. The next morning he said his friends wanted to go to a pumpkin patch so we put on matching outfits then we left, while we were at the pumpkin patch the same rude girl kept flirting with him which I thought was disrespectful so, I told her I wanted to fight. Then we left the pumpkin patch and went somewhere where we could fight and we fought. The other girl stopped us and I looked at my boyfriend s friend and his hair was dissappearing then he had the oxygen tubes in his nose and said "I have cancer" so I rushed and helped him to the car and was trying to get my boyfriend to come on but it was like he couldn't hear me. Then his friend with cancer started to drive the car himself so he could get to the hospital and I tried to stop him but it didn't work. Then everybody came over asking what happened and we all got in the car trying to follow him to the hospital but on our way we saw my boyfriend 's car crashed in to a tree and I got out and ran to the car then I woke up

I was in a house and things were being taken from, I couldn't find my husband. The people that were taking things were my husband's people and the pool at they were doing it was sneaky, to them I wasn't his wife, another woman but I couldn't see her. She was the one telling the people to take our things and no matter the shortcuts I took through the house I could never she her and my husband was no where to be found. The feeling in my dream was disrespected and played.

Last night I dreamed that I were killed. I moved to a new city I guess, coz I was together with hundred of people who were checking the area around. But the place was surrounded by electrical wire (similar to a prison garden) and in the middle was a playgound for children. A boy called Niel (about 15 years, he was younger than me there), which I have never seen before even in real life (even the name I’ve never hear) he was the most active in the playground, specially in the night where even professional detectives had to search for him. But he became step by step angrier and had bad habits to not respect people. One morning, it happened that we discovered some dead bodies outside of the camp where we were living (it just stopped to rain and the bodies sat in a water patch) We went to them but it never came out who did it to them (I started then to watch that boy more closely and following him, not physically, more like 2 eyes that were always above him and watching everything he does.) And when I saw his first kill, he started to follow me back physically. I wasn’t stressed until more dead bodies were found, and I stopped to get out of the camp. But the boy was also killing people inside, so nowhere I was safe. Then I should be the next one. And I run and run and run ( I even gave him other people to kill instead of me, maybe he’ll give up on me ). But he didn’t touched them, he just followed me. I searched for a good knife ( I had to choose from my real life kitchen set ) and I gave the knife to someone to kill him for me. But he refused and I took another knife to stabb him. But as many stabbs I wanted to give, the knife didn’t want to get inside him at all. It felt like a glitchy plastic where the knife goes up and down, right and left, just not inside. Then I looked up at him and his face became green and got bigger, I guess he had even horns, and he was smiling at me. Then he run at me (without moving his legs) and stabb me in my chest and neck and let me die while everyone around just stare at me. After this, I don’t remember anything very well, but I had the feeling that I confessed something and I return back to live by wacking up in the real life (full scared,with heart beat, and also I felt I was moving in my bed while running in the dream).

Met online friend irl and she made me watch a CGI cartoon movie titled "A Streetcar Named Desire" ...it started with siblings singing a song about asses. i remember feeling like i wished the experience I was having were real. the movie was awful, though. at some point in the dream, i was back home and really upset about school. she had came and comforted me after a bad interaction with a teacher who was also a cop. this teacher accused me of being disrespectful and it made me get aggressive. I dreamed I smashed the wall in EJ's room out of anger, using his computer to do it. i stopped when Mak screamed out of fear. this is where i woke up. at some point in the dream i had made a cake while my mom did. she complimented it. felt proud of myself for making it. another reason I was angry is because i was in an english class. we had to annotate notes of our peers and this person had told me i spelled "patronize" wrong even though i didn't, and thought all of my points were wrong and was horrible about it. this is why i smashed EJ's wall. another thing i felt was guilt because i ranted about online friend ghosting me days before she made me watch that movie with her. she also wanted me to come see another one. she said we'd meet up at 9-9 on Sunday. I interpreted this as 9:09. at some point in the movie, there was this principal with a fork for a head. he did something that accidentally upset the kids and they all hate him. but it's possible he was egotistical all along. he called himself sexy.

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