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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

It looks like some family function maybe my eldest brother in law's son's wedding. Thereis dome puja going on and Im sitting and watching. Due to the light flashing on his face I could not see that my brother in law waa calling me at the behest of the priest to do some ritual where he gives me a coin that I did not expect. I leave with the coin in my hand thinking its money. Then I pick uo another coin tgat I had kept on a shelf thinking it might be taken away by someone watching me. I look into my hand and find out that I was given a big silver coin by my brother in law and mu smaller coin too was made of silver. I instantly smiled and said to myself that silver is lucky for me.

I had a dream within a dream Dream 1: Sent naked pictures by mistake to the WhatsApp group and everyone started tweeting about it. I just kept trying to delete them and I couldn’t but eventually I did. And Nikitha texted me asking me what happened and if I was okay. But then I woke myself up to see if it was a dream and only to find out it wasn’t Dream 2: I saved this little boy from his evil dad that would abuse him for being too soft. These people helped me reach defend him against the dad and we won Then I stood up to this bully at a school who kept saying she wants to be raped and I stood up to her and everyone cheered me on And in the dream I was lucid but when I would sleep I’d be taken over by the dream and go along with it. I had full black eyes too

So my girlfriend wrote in her dream journal about a boy in her class confessing his love for her and saying he didnt want to be with his girlfriend but wanted to be with her. He had taken her to an old cavern with a view before doing this. Someone significant in their class as it's their good friend had then come in to see what was going on and my girlfriend had taken the hand of this boy and run away. Then later they were in class standing next to each other when her messages came on the screen and showed he had confessed his love to, displaying to all their class members.....what does this or could this mean (the less caveats the better)

"It's a universe and it's fully red and dark with stars, there is a cluster of planets vibrating with high intensity with the moons around them also vibrating, me and my mom are standing in the window of our bedroom looking at it when I tap my finger on the smaller moons and move them away from the main planets and they go away with a trail, then I get to know those moons were holding the planets in a hold blocking them. When I clear the path, a planet that is immensely blue comes swiftly near me and starts bumping me. We frantically run here and there and in the panic I slap the planet away when it breaks into two and a bright blue light emits from within and suddenly I am floating in the air with a tight hold and my body is frozen in that hold. My mom is shouting but in that second I am abruptly taken in the universe leaving a trail of black path behind me"

I had a vivid early morning dream. At times, my view would zoom in close; other times, I saw from a wide, top-down perspective—like watching a strategic operation unfold from above. The dream began with a striking view of a group of elite, specialized soldiers—about 5 to 8 of them. They were a highly trained unit, personally chosen by their Commander-in-Chief. Their loyalty, discipline, and unwavering commitment to their mission were unmistakable. They had fought together through many hard-won battles and had developed a deep bond rooted in honor and trust. They were running across a wide, open war field, leaving behind a battleground they had just conquered. It was clear that this unit had taken much ground together over time. Though the war still raged around them, they moved with urgency and perfect formation. Scene 2: The Storm and the Fence Then the terrain shifted. Heavy rain poured in sheets from the sky, making visibility low. The ground turned into thick, slippery mud. Despite the storm, the unit stayed in harmony, never breaking stride. Eventually, they came to a gray chain-link fence—standing strangely alone in the open landscape. It clearly marked the next phase of their mission, and they were under direct orders to reach it. Their gear was soaked, their fatigues caked in mud. At the base of the fence, centered like a marker, were two shovels—placed intentionally, as if by command. Without pause, they began to dig under the fence. Each man took a turn, one digging until spent, then handing off to the next. Their goal was precise: create openings wide enough for two soldiers to slide beneath and press ahead toward a large white building visible on the other side. Scene 3: The Waiting Soldiers Once the holes were ready, two were chosen to go. They slid under the fence and ran toward the building while the others waited, huddled near the opening, still alert and battle-ready. It was then that I was shown something deeper. Each soldier in this unit carried a unique calling and specialized skill. One might be an expert in communication, another in field medicine, another in navigation or demolitions, another in intelligence or surveillance. No single soldier had it all—but together, they formed a force capable of extraordinary things. Every gift, every assignment mattered. They were more than warriors; they were a finely tuned body in motion. Scene 4: Inside the Building Inside the white building, the two soldiers were now clean and dry, standing side by side at a window. They sipped something warm—maybe tea or cocoa. Their demeanor had shifted. While their teammates remained outside in the storm, these two were at ease. Calm. Comfortable. They had forgotten the mission. Forgotten the others. Forgotten the urgency. They were half-hearted. This building had been chosen beforehand as a transitional space—a place to regroup, refocus, and prepare for the next advance. The two inside were never meant to stay. They were to make a way for the rest to move forward and get in the building. But they had grown content and detached. Scene 5: The Greater Assignment The final scene zoomed out beyond the white building. What I saw was a vast, wide-open territory still waiting to be taken. The mission wasn’t over. The building was just a checkpoint. The half-heartedness of the two risked compromising not only their comrades, but the fulfillment of a much greater Kingdom-level assignment.

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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