Understand My Dreams

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I had sex with the devil, he was in human form it was intense , we were origionally in our relm then quickly went to his . As he denied me for more sexual desires i questioned why he denied me ? I saw him with horns on hia red throne and i still wanted him. I still tried seducing him. I think it upset him that I was never scared and that i was pursuing him . I even wispered in hia ear and licked his neck grabbed his horns and demanded more ..... he then turned back into human form and we did it again . I wasnt scared of him I felt safe and i told him hes just missunderstood. He hated that and wanted me to return ... I'm a woman of Christ and im so confused why the devil was in my dream and why did it feel so natural to try and dominate him!? I seek Jesus daily is somthing wrong with me .?

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My husband dreamt that him, I and my brother Amr were in a big moving truck and they have have something valuable that is white and shines and they are very scared about it from the devil. Then the devil came flying while we were on the truck and my husband found him on his face then held him with his hand and threw him to the floor. Then the devil flew to the sky and my husband turned into an angle with white wings and my husband flew off behind him, held him by then neck and threw him on the ground. Then my husband found himself on the ground and me and my brother Amr were in the truck while it was going. My husband found another truck in order to come after us and we were going to my father's place and my husband said that if I am in my father's place then he will come and if not, he will bring the king.

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It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

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