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Dream of thumb, bees, killing

I was spraying bees nests, killing the bees. They were flyng out. One stung me on the thumb.

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of thumb in a dream

To dream of seeing a thumb, foretells that you will be the favorite of artful persons and uncertain fortune. If you are suffering from a sore thumb, you will lose in business, and your companions will prove disagreeable. To dream that you have no thumb, implies destitution and loneliness. If it seems unnaturally small, you will enjoy pleasure for a time. If abnormally large, your success will be rapid and brilliant. A soiled thumb indicates gratification of loose desires. If the thumb has a very long nail, you are liable to fall into evil through seeking strange pleasures.


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Meaning of bees in a dream

Activity. Productivity. Social life. Happiness in life. Success in love. Good earnings. Bees signify pleasant and profitable engagements. Bees signify pleasant and profitable engagements. For an officer, it brings obedient subjects and healthful environments. To a preacher, many new members and a praying congregation. To business men, increase in trade. To parents, much pleasure from dutiful children. If one stings, loss or injury will bear upon you from a friendly source.


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Meaning of killing in a dream

To dream of killing a defenseless man, prognosticates sorrow and failure in affairs. If you kill one in defense, or kill a ferocious beast, it denotes victory and a rise in position.


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