I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I had a dream my girlfriend kissed someone else in front of me cheating
Seeing mangalsutra in dream means (a hindu sacred wedding neclace)
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In my dream my brother and I were on our way to a professional wrestling match when we were pulled over by the cops. The police asked for our IDs and asked where we were going tonight and when we said professional wrestling match this is what he told us: ""Professional Wrestling" is considered one of the most successful efforts of the Extreme Perversity Normalization Initiative's "Closet Project". Professional Wrestling was designed by Illuminati meme artists and psychologists to accomplish three primary aims: 1) To serve as a simple means of screening the public for propensity to extreme gullibility - a trait highly desired by the Illuminati and one cultivated through eugenics programs. 2) To encourage public acceptance of suspension of disbelief and critical thinking as vast numbers of people invested emotional attachment in contests they knew rationally were predetermined and staged. 3) To promote a culture of hypermasculine homoeroticism of a type designed to appeal primarily to aggressive young males in denial about their own homosexual impulses. All EPNI "wrestling" features an emphasis on exaggerated masculinity, fetishistic focus on the male physique, extensive use of sweat/body oils, and promotions of polyamorous homosexual BDSM rituals involving "tag teams" and "submission"
The type of dreams I have are dreaming and realty. when I'm awake Im 1I can see hear my husband and dogs he gets me a drink water etc. at the same time Im aware of my surroundings and they are not my home
My ex boyfriend was in a brownish grey suite (looked like a prison scrubs type clothing) and holding a white tarantula that had spider webs connected to it.
I found many black tiny dots on my fingers and my feets too, it's like the one that you see when you type trypophobia(?) on google. I was surprised a little bit since i've never seen such a thing so i want to get rid of it. I squeeze my skin near the dots so i don't need to take them one by one and it turns out to be a black tiny insects, not sure what kind of. But instead of flying, they're crawling in the floor towards the door in front of me. Then when i continue to clean them on the other body parts of mine, i saw a small jumping spider, i think it's Heteropoda Davidbowie. I think it's cute so i said, "Hey, you're kinda cute" because i love spider. Then i woke up.
I remember a little bit of a nightmare the reoccurred only twice (I’ve only ever had it twice, wasn’t sure how reoccured would be used here). The only little bits I remember are that I was with all my cousins on my mom’s side and that it took place in a haunted house. I remember walking across this hallway but the view had zoomed out and I could see through the wall. While the view was zoomed out I could see two massive dog heads barking (like a cerberus type thing) over top of the house. Then we climbed up a rope ladder (like the ones in the FMS swimming pool) and arrived in a massive room. In the far corner of the room was a pyramid type thing made of wood. The pyramid was much closer to a Aztec on then a Egyptian one in design. Then I remember turning around hearing a scream and something coming out of the trap door. It had a similar color to the creatures from the moon in Destiny 2 (oddly I’d not played the game at this point yet, barely knew it existed)
The computer keyboard is so dusty I can’t clearly see the letters on the keys. I’m not a good touch typist, so I need to see those keys. I wipe the dust away, but it just keeps getting thicker and thicker. I try to type anyway, but I hit the wrong keys and have to keep hunting for the backspace key. I’m frustrated because I have to write. As I frantically wipe away at the dust it gets thicker and darker until my keyboard is covered in the rich, dark, grass-flecked dirt of my flower beds. I keep trying to dig through the dirt and type, but the dirt gets deeper and deeper. I can’t see my keyboard at all, but I dig and paw at the dirt, trying to find it.
My grandmother passed away in 1971. 45 years ago. Last night I had a dream I was in some type of hall my grandmother was dying and passed away.
My grandmother passed away in 1971. Last night I had a dream I was at some type of work,I needed to take time off my grandmother was dying and passed away.
I have had-still having this dream every single night for about 7-8 months now and it starts as a purge type apocolyptic type scenery and I repeat the what I call "level" until I clear it without any fatalities. So the first few nights I would get to a certain point in the dream and then it all goes black and thats the end of the dream for the night, so I said hm I wonder why? Then during my dreams I started saying to myself and my crew of purgers "don't go odown this way, remember what happened last time they all busted out the door and ambushed us". So we end up not going there, then the dream advances onto the next level per say. This scenery was only for the first 4/5 months then it changes to a field trip going to north carolina where I see a big glass building with a deep black swimming pool that is said to be the darkest deepest body of water to the center of the earth with a dining table across the top, now the same sort of thing happens again I go through to this certain checkpoint almost and then this girl across from me falls in the water and disappears and then the waiter turns evil and makes us all jump in the water and then its just blackness-end of the dream, over a few nights I realized something bad happens when the girl falls into the water so my next dream I tell everyone "grab her shes about to fall in" and then the story carries on nicely and the waiter doesn't turn evil
Went to my parents home with my dog, but couldn't rest. I went to walk him, and lost him outside the supermarket. I approached a man getting into a car & he had kids and a dog, but it wasn't my dog. Going back to the supermarket, I saw my dog run to me. Then I started to walk home along a narrow path close to the road going uphill, and a young man ran by, then stopped, saying something unintelligible but threatening. I walked across the street, seeing the path led to a maze with some carousel type rides. I didn't think I could climb fast enough not to block the people behind me. Then I saw a commuter train, got on, discovering I had lost my wallet. The women online told me the train went to the university downtown, at Church st. I thought I could call my father to pick us up if I could borrow some change. I saw a group of university men jogging, and asked for help, but they ignored me. One ran back to tell me I was abusing my dog by not giving me water. I found the main intersection & tried to flag down a cab, but could not.