Recent dreams containing boom page 2

I was with my family in Antarctica. The sky was dark like it is at twilight. It was cold and there was water ocean all around us. We were standing on an icy rock formation near the edge of the water on the coast. The sky started to rumble with thunder and then lightning cracked like a clock striking the time. The water shook and it felt like a sonic boom each time. I was wearing flip flops.

Satday nite, prior to that i had a argument with my parents n havent spoken to them since dat same nite before sleeping i said a short prayer n in it i ask god to show me a sign. Icut my dream short a man gave me a picture of fire people burning i assumed it as hell. He told me hel make it realistic in a building sort f like a museum. Meanwhile ihe took me in there and boom it felt so real the picture i saw came to life in this building i was so scared seeing people burn the heat i forced myself to walk through this building till the end and at the door stood this man once i made it put i dropd on my knees crying. Then today i had a short sleep and dreamt of floods war and fire rocks shooting from the sky...please help me understand this dream im scared to sleep n see another dream that associates with this

Old boy friend is flirting with young girls. his business is booming

I am in my house, doing normal things and I keep hearing booms. I go outside at the last big boom and I see all my neighbors homes are destroyed and they're dead - the houses are in the ground - not even visible - it's like the earth has compacted them. My family and i have to leave very quickly with only our pajama's on. We get out but our house is destroyed. Then we're at a friends house who lives high on a bluff over a river. We hear another big boom and look at the river and it has a whirlpool in it that's getting bigger. My husband says we have to go and on the way out we see friends we haven't seen in decades outside looking for their dog - wasting time when we should be evacuating. I wake up and realize I need to make bug out backpacks for our family with all the necessities in it.

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.

There a boom and i an away and it got me and i couldnt breath

Boomerang

I had a dream where it was late evening or night, and I heard a loud booming noise. I looked up and found out the moon had been blown up by a nuclear bomb and it had a gaping hole inside. A nuclear missile shot off from the hole and was headed towards America and I was the only one that cared, when I went home everyone told me they were ready to die, but I wasn't ready to die. The moon almost looked like it was a machine

Some one was calling my name. the voice would get loud and wierd, kind off ugly, and then quiet, soft and soothing. my dream toke place in the time of war. boombs went off.

Dreams of getting shot in the chest and dying: I had a dream where I was in like a police raid and was shot by an officer with a shotgun...one shot to the chest, boom. My cousin ray is by my side and he sticks with me while the ambulance comes...I can feel the hole in my body bleeding, I see the blood run over the ground where my face is and I pass out...I wake up in a hospital gown, still kinda bleeding but I'm not in the hospital, I try to get up and walk then I woke up...it was so vivid, wat does it mean???