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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.

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I purchased one of my dream cars (a black Porsche Cayenne) and I was reversing it out of my yard then driving it frequently. I was cruising and I was happy coz it was my dream car. Then I parked in my neighbours garage then called their daughter to come out with me to see my new car. I reversed it out of the garage again then went cruising. I then reverse parked my car in my yard. My friend and I stole my car because my mom was shouting at me for driving it a lot. We stopped at the gate when we left and stole my car to drive only to look back at my mother shouting at us. We left the car and started laughing because we got into trouble. It was a good dream

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I saw a dream about my ex we just broke up. The dream started me getting phone call while I was sitting at my family's wedding event with my best friend. I picked up the phone and I went were he told me to come. When I reached my destination of my childhood and I asked him why he is in this part of my life. And as we kept walking I saw my parents house were he and I were alone. He said he could have taken my virginity there if had not loved me. We kept walking and we saw a church. We got in and he was posted by evil spirit that manifested itself in the church. He didn't want rhe demon to go out and the evil sprit said it was one that gave the charisma to be loved. He also agreed that he wants to keep the demon. While his demon was talking I see my parents came and got confused and disappointed and left to go to the family wedding. My ex after a while told me he wants to leave the church and when we left we went out in a new strange neighborhood and it looked chaotic and scary I kept calling his name I couldn't find him and I found myself alone and I woke up

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I had an odd dream where I was at an airport that I saw on a map, was like smack back in the middle of somehow, both LA and San Francisco. It was like dusk, just on the cusp of the sun setting. From where I can remember the dream starting, I was in a much smaller jet, talking to my GF, when I suddenly realised somehow, that I wasn't on that plane, but another one, and it was exactly the time my flight was supposed to be flying out. I quickly gathered my stuff, and prepared to run off the plane, across the airport in the hope I could get to my own plane. I got out onto a relatively empty tarmac, before realising (and placing a great deal of importance) on the fact I had not kissed my GF goodbye, and despite the fact I was already in a hurry and late, ran back to give her a kiss and a hug. To which she seemed too busy to facilitate quickly anyway, but I did end up getting a quick one in. I dont remember my journey across the airport, but somehow I end up at a set of doors where I need my ticket to proceed. In looking for my ticket which I am suddenly unable to find, I drop a bottle of water. An airport member acts like I dropped this bottle of water with attitude, on purpose. And basically tells me to cool my attitude. This causes me to get an attitude, and I respondly snarikly with "you think I did that on purpose? If I wanted to do it on purpose, id do more than that. Oddly also the bottle I dropped, was like the size of my thumb. Eventually this worker after finding out whats going on offers to take me in and sort me out. As they are taking me in, I see a queue of normal passengers. For a brief moment, a man staring at me, deep into my soul, like straight into my eyes, is a dead ringer for my grandfather who passed a few months ago. It out and out looked like him. When I looked away and back again however, he looked completely different. At any rate, they start helping me at the desk, and we are talking and the conversation, I explain what occurred, and that I was just stressed because I couldn't find my ticket etc, and the woman goes "And dont worry hun, thats why we are going to sort you out"..."and that'll be 2300 dollars" I exclaim that I thought they were just helping me look up *my* ticket, not charge me for a whole new ticket. I exclaim that I dont want a new ticket, and I run from the desk and drop to the ground to look through my bag yet again. This time, I am able to find my ticket. It turns out it was folded up in my passport all along! I wave the ticket at them, and run past the line of people, oddly up to a door with no secuty staff on it, but just a button that you hit that opens the door and lets you through. It's at about this point the dream ended. I know dreams dont really mean anything, but what could this dream be suggestive of?

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I had a dream about Parker, Thomasa brother and my dad. the first part of the dream was weird bc someone pooped all over the stall of the bathroom I don't know where that came from and then came Parker's part dot he dream I was in the gym and I saw him like over something but I could only see his eyes and I don't think he saw me looking but I looked away bc I wasn't staring just a glance and then after a while of working out a lady came up to me and showed me how to do a certain exercise correctly then the gym started clearing out and I saw parker again but this time I just walked right past him and then he grabbed me by my arm when I was about to go to a table where my family was and then I stopped and he just walked me into a closet and started talking about something along the lines of him sending texts or saying something indicating that he didn't want me and saying everything he did for me and then someone opened the door a random guy and then I saw Thomas's brother Jonathan and he was just standing there and Parker was telling him that Jonathan would call him on these long rants talking about something regarding me and and Thomas then parker said he sent a text and some image showed up and it was like him saying you help others but you yiu dont help me and and then he said something less and was like you claim to be a Jesus freak or your a Jesus freak and then walked off and during that conversation I was telling him that during those three years of us talking you literally treated me terrible and you know it and then that part ended I think something else happened before but I can remember so now to my dad we had came over to my grandparents house and he was acting very strange to my mom and he sent a very VERY provocative message to me about my mother and what he was going to do to her which made me very uncomfortable and proceeded to call me the wrong age and I said that I didn't want to speak to I him bc he wasn't acting right and he was acting like he didn't knoe anything about his own daughter again I think something beforehand happened I just can't remember. then when I woke up I checked my phone and I'm going on ig and I see someone who is related to Thomas's new girlfriend milan in my story views and the only reason I'm who it is is before when I was still upset about everything I would stalk and I was trying to find out who this girl was specifically her last name and I found her aunts profile and saw she was following her and vice versa then I saw someone named m_polite I think that's the username so I clicked on it and it said marlo polite and I saw the same thing her aunt was following him and the new girl so I'm very confused and to why he's looking at my stuff maybe it's a fake page ror the girl or  family member idk what is going on.

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