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I dreamed that I was going to work, hunting demons and at the end of my shift (around 7 at night) a demon attacked me and I was left naked in the street walking disoriented and alone towards a hospital where there was a party, a colleague from work he gave me his coat and tried to cover me during the way, when I arrived at the hospital a doctor who was drunk and seemed to know me well treated me. He gave me shorts and I put them on, he offered me beer and I drank until I got drunk when I woke up I was almost completely alone and there was no light at all in the hospital, a girl was caressing me and when she realized I woke up she moved away from me ( only there was no light in the hospital) when I got up to leave I walked disoriented because I was still drunk and then the girl came up to me and helped me walk towards the exit (in the course of this it started to rain) and at the entrance of the compound there were a shadow that was familiar to me. when we approached the Gate (which was completely open and abandoned I saw the face of the person and it was my grandmother (she was throughout my distant childhood and she did not treat my mom well) she offered me decent clothes and a car to take me home, the The girl who was helping me without thinking rejected her and told her to leave and that it hurts me, so I angrily told the lady that I don't want anything from them and asked her "why are you so worried about me?" perhaps now that I'm better, do you think I need them?", she answered me with a simple "No", the girl then told her 'go away and don't bother him again, he is a very good person, he always cares about others and always she strives to improve" then I managed to see the face of the girl (and it turned out to be the girl from 16 of my other dreams with whom I had a mishap that is my responsibility and for that reason we stopped talking even though I apologized to her) when she It was my grandmother, I bent down and began to cry inconsolably and cursing her and all my paternal family, the girl tried to comfort me, I yelled at her and told her that she would leave me alone, she gave me a hug and kissed me on the mouth crying and everything this while it was raining with the force of a hurricane, so she ran away crying; and he left me alone I turned around for a moment he saw me and said through his tears "I wish you good luck" I walked very slowly up a hill and when I finished walking I arrived at what seemed to be my house I lay down at the foot of one of my apple trees that were producing fruit and the apples were a beautiful reddish-green color (I do have 2 little apple trees in my house, but they are quite young) from my house while it was still raining very hard. apple trees are very symbolic for me, they represent my acidic and not very warm childhood on the paternal side and sweet and comfortable on the maternal side, also my maternal Great-grandparents were extremely poor and ambitious farmers of Goat's Milk apple trees and potatoes. and in reality, whenever I am near an apple tree I feel peace, nostalgia and I am proud of my maternal family

I dreamt about going to a party and like a professional mixer party. The part was at a super pretty location and as the dream progressed, I saw a call on my phone that I'd missed. On calling that girl back, I heard the girl felt excluded by me in some ways. The girl wasn't close to me at all, we just had a brief professional stint, that's it. I've an acquaintance with that girl in waking life. I assured her it was nothing and returned to getting ready for the party. At the party, I met a lot of people who I knew and didn't know in waking life. It was a usual party scene where people were eating, drinking, laughing, and clicking pictures. I also met a couple of folks who were very successful in waking life. Out of them, one person really caught my attention. It was a guy, who is a very successful entrepreneur in waking life. I admire his work a lot in waking life. A successful young CEO. We started talking and it was great. We clicked pics and we looked great. Later, I saw us eating burgers at my place with his friend and my dog. It felt very familiar and comfortable. The funniest part of the dream is the guy who I dreamt of meeting is someone who makes recurring appearances in my dreams, sometimes as an investor, friend, a romantic partner, and my husband. We hit it off in the dream, but I was a bit guarded about this person seeing other women in the dream.

I was in a school or something, and needed to use the bathroom. They seemed to only have a very open and public toilet with just a curtain for privacy and I was on my period. It was pouring out so much that I could barely flush in time and eventually it started to flood with my period blood. I heard some familiar voices outside the curtain and called out that I'd be right there, but I feared they might open up and see me. They didn't though. However, once I got some control over the flow somehow and could get dressed, I started to clean up my mess, but then I saw a wasp had been stuck in my sleeve the whole time. I managed to get it out without any harm done to me.

There was a man. He was magical and bright. He looked like a King like the ones from old paintings. He had a handsome & stubbled face. He was around somewhere in his late 30's. I think I was enal enamoured by him. I don't remember it vividly, its all in a haze. I He loved me, I And I loved him. It suppose was a only hill station it was like he was the warmth I had. I think he was a king of a magical country that I had no idea of. But, he was married and he had kids. He was forced to make a choice. I was with friends and suddenly a young woman took my hand and began leading me away from my friends. Once we were far enough, she said he'd chosen me. She was his wife, the mother of his children. She walked me to a basement and I saw. my family there, He was there, too, with his children. I then realised that she would still be his wife and I would surely be the second option, always. Yet, I agreed and there was a ceremony after that. All my friends were there, majority of them were boys. Their faces were obscure but I saw a few familiar ones; Amrutha, Ananya, Samarth, Aditya, Hitesh, Rakshit One by one would put a kind of flower in my hair and tie a thread around wrist. Then, they sat apart from the rest the attenders. No matter how much tried to make them smile and talk, they didn't. They were not happy to be there. It was time for them to leave and slowly they disappeared. Next thing I know, I won was running the balcony, hoping to spot them on street. I saw them, all of them walking. away like it was nothing. But Samarth turned back and looked at me. I didn't want them to go away, to leave like that. But I understood that if I married this man, I would lose all my friends forever. I love them, all of them and for the first time the chill of the hills hit me and I wouldn't feel the warmth. Before I could do anything else I woke up

I'm a man in my dream I was wearing a long women dress and a Victorian wig walking in a familiar place I used to live a few years ago when the store clerk who was in the same building where I used to live noticed me approaching and began to study my face muttering: “A woman?!” I did not look at him or pay him any attention until I arrived at my house my father met me inside carrying my little four year old nephew in his arms ready to take him out pointing to his slippers: “These new slippers are mine. Don’t wear them by mistake, okay?” I took off the wig so he wouldn't notice it while I nodded.

What is the meaning of the following dream? Dream. Saturday night. 15 July 2023. I dream we live in the Eastern Cape and are in White River for three months. Dean and I went back to our house in the Eastern Cape alone to get something. Took a short cut with lots of mountain passes and turns and only drove 12 hours to our house. Arriving at the house everything was closed and well from the outside, when I walked into the house I saw that the house had been broken into and almost everything was stolen except a double bed, fridge and some linen. The house is familiar and I dream in detail what the house looks like inside and the empty cupboards. At a glance it looks like my old house in Pretoria. While in the house I hear something in the house and investigate and see that it is Rudie Nagel who is fixing the door lock on the back door with a screwdriver. I say, thank you very much and can he sleep in the house to take care of the house. He says yes and we look for linen for the bed for him. It is evening and I am getting ready to drive back when Xavier Simango from Mozambique arrives with 2 other Mozambicans. He says he lives temporarily in South Africa and has heard that the house has been broken into and he is coming to help because the crooks are coming back at 10:00 PM and he will help Rudie. I decide to stay until 10H00 pm because I feel he has something to do with the break-in and don't trust him. At 10H00pm another missionary named Phillip arrived there with a piece of glass and spanners. I ask what is he doing there? He says he's coming to fix the window that broke when Xavier broke in. I grasped with both my hands and looked at Xavier who was getting angry. Rudie says I shouldn't drive now, but Esther lets me know I'm driving back tomorrow morning because I have to look after the house with him so that one can keep watch while the other sleeps. Then the dream was over.

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