Recent dreams containing food page 13

I went on a field trip with the school I spent it with my friend they we're doing an activity of old dances I participated but was not able to talk to I was replaced by a guy I saw a celebrity in their as a kid I knew the lady in charge of the presentation said two Teacher names. I later on went inside this building where my whole school was laying down watching a show I was laying down with my best friend and then later on a guy came back that I didn't like with other people I knew. Then one of the guys I like came complaining to me about my ex n he was gonna lay down next to me but i didn't let him cuz I prefer to be next to my bff so he walked away n then later on I left with her n that's when the dance activity started then I lost her and left and when to eat I ended up in a place where u could eat but u had to have your Own food their was a lot of Hispanics one of them ask me which Hispanic u like the most I said Argentina ones Cuban Spain salvador n then I was eating tacos n another dude ask me you've been eating since little and I was like yeah n I woke up

Raw food

Eating raw food

I'm in a farm house, where I know I Live. My mother is there as she looked forty years ago. I go out for a walk and walk across a path surrounded by rough grass and find a cooked chicken obviously partially eaten by a wild animal. I remember that I didn't put the chicken and other foods away in the cupboard in the outhouse and go back to tell my mother what has happened. She sends me to the shops to buy another, but aI buy a brown feather stuffed cushion instead. When the guests and other members of the family arrive for the invited meal there is a large buffet of food on the table including the remains of the chicken. which I slice off a piece and eat. My mother looks at my questioningly and I shrug and laugh. later I tell people about my mistaking a pillow for a chcken.

Sunbathing with friends, my friends went get food and I stayed with our camera equipment, then somebody tried to steel the camera equipment. The next thing I was being chased through a school and I then hid in the bathrooms while calling my boyfriend

Ok so for the last year to 6 months I have been having inception like dreams where I wake up from an initial dream and realise i'm still dreaming but oddly I can see a slither of my location whilst i'm dreaming. Then i wake up from that dream into another dream and sometimes I think i'm awake whilst other times I know i'm still dreaming. Usually this happens a few times before I wake up for proper. I was just wondering why this was? In addition, last night i had an apocologpetic dream (no surprise after election) but there was this house with cake and food and it all tasted really nice, how come I could actually taste the food?

I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

I had to get food. There was a big circular tank and a strong metal fishing device for the tank. I drop it in to catch the shark that was in it. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't catch the shark. Then my dad had an idea to use our green van. He started driving only to fall down a hill onto a small beach filled with orange sand. I said we must leave the sand alone because it was rare.

Eating unknown food

A dream about the government having a food trade show with jam and fried chicken involved and talks about making a million dollars in money