Recent dreams containing roof page 4

I'm lying on my back and carving designs into the rafters in the attic. A woman (wife but not my wife) and starts complaining about how much time I spend working on the house and not her. She gets down on her knees to see what I'm doing and I stab her in her ear with a pencil. The ear cartilage. She grabs her ear and starts screaming. Rats come out and attack her. I stand up and walk out of the room. I'm now in a very small room with a table, phone book, and phone on the table. I exit that room and I'm at the top of a big and wide spiral staircase. All the walls are wood paneling and I have carved designs in every inch of the wood. When I get to the bottom of the stairs I see some lady I don't want to talk with sitting on my couch looking out the back windows of the living room. Behind her and the couch are a row of exotic animals, 2 lions, a gorilla, and a couple of tigers all in cages with steel bars and bulletproof glass. I climb up on top of the cages and open the gate to the two lions. They come out and attack the lady sitting on the couch. I then exit the front of the house and when I look up at the house, I realize it is actually a castle that I built by hand. I climb up the outside walls and through a window of the room with the table, phone book, and phone. I call for my driver to come to pick me up at the hardware store. When I hang up, I set the phone book on the floor and set it on fire.

Roof blew off in storm saw a rocket fly by and in the scene of star wars

Standing and shaking on a roof

Roof collapses over me while I am in bed I nearly miss getting crushed

Roof collapses over me I nearly miss getting crushed

A cow fell through the roof

⁃ dance studio ⁃ dancing a song that i had learned a long time ago ⁃ practiced it for a performance ⁃ cried because i sucked at it ⁃ then went to go perform it in front of this famous judge lady ⁃ we got a high rating and were invited to perform ⁃ i was going home from the audition space ⁃ had my parents’ car, didn’t know how to drive it ⁃ halfway thru i pulled over to call my mom ⁃ a policeman approached me, i told him that i was waiting to pick up my mom and that i was 16 (i don’t have my license though) ⁃ it was too hard to drive so i picked up a mountain bike that was broken on one side from the side of the road ⁃ there was construction and huge trucks everywhere ⁃ i managed to squeeze past and was going super fast ⁃ met another cyclist on the way and she asked me how i was going so fast. i talked to her for a little while too. ⁃ was looking at tiktok (but i had morphed into a nature reporter man out of no where) ⁃ fell into a ditch that was actually a panda home ⁃ one of the pandas could talk/communicate ⁃ was talking to the panda when the tribe went under attack by gorillas ⁃ don’t really remember this part but the gorillas were trying to take the baby pandas ⁃ they entrusted the baby pandas and one of the uncle pandas to me and told me to take good care ⁃ i brought them halfway home when i turned around and went back ⁃ didn’t have an interpreter anymore but there was a panda who could interpret with signs. i told them that if they ever were attacked again to send me a signal, and that i’d come back to rescue them. ⁃ the rest of the dream is pretty hazy. crazy dream. i remember somewhat getting home. hiking through the forest too. DREAM PT 2 (a lot more hazy) ⁃ continuation of the first dream ⁃ when i got home there were a bunch of people on my street ⁃ were all a part of an institution and i joined too ⁃ originally very fun and games ⁃ people were drawing lots to see who would sleep where and have access to what - was inside of my house ⁃ i remember our shoes being removed and being put on the balcony under a red fabric roof ⁃ there were more than 18 floors because i remember the lucky number for the lots being 18 ⁃ separated from preston who went into another group- was sort of my protector amd ended up with this other lady girl and another girl that i vaguely knew from my middle school (was in a grade below me) didn’t know the lady at all but conditioned to feel safe with her ⁃ the three of us slept in the same bed i remember waking up in the middle of the night and seeing the two bodies morphing together. I didn't see the middle school girl at all after that ⁃ at night it became a lot more gruesome and over time it was bad (will explain further later) ⁃ in the mornings ⁃ had to wear white and red tracksuits to differentiate from each other (the groups) the tracksuits reminded me of prison tracksuits ⁃ couldn’t talk to people who weren’t in your group or you’d be taken away ⁃ couldn’t interact at all ⁃ had to complete tasks every day ⁃ i remember not being able to do the electrical task (used my body to connect the wires, almost died) the lady was annoyed with me because I couldn't do the task on my own ⁃ at night everyone was put in this individual chamber in their minds (different for everyone) and it was red and dark ⁃ there were ropes and weird scary shit in the room and the room would progressively get lighter and lighter as time went by ⁃ the goal was to avoid looking at this one light- it was oval and shaped like a keychain of sorts. if you looked at it you’d be removed from the people that you were with (aka killed) ⁃ cut to a theatre with red chairs and a big screen ⁃ i was watching (in 3rd person again) 3 people talk to each other in the theatre ⁃ then all of a sudden there were bubbles and a kiss and then i went into the head of one of the people (i think the bubbles were some sort of inhibitor) ⁃ had to avoid the specific light again but this time the setting was much different ⁃ instead red of a room with ropes, this person’s room had their mom lying down and they had to do their best to look away from the light that was near their mom (was always placed randomly) ⁃ that’s as far as i can remember

Pepper fruit ripening among its foliage on my roof,I got my brothers to help picked the fruits in my dreams,what does it mean

Pepper fruit riped and fall on my roof,I got my brothers to help picked the fruits in my dreams,what does it mean

I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.