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It's night and the stars were out but no moon. I was running in a field. These people I meet are scared. A wolf creature is coming. Then I see a figure with glowing yellow eyes. I reach out my hand and the figure grabs it. I see who has my hand is the demon hound from an anime I like only he's in his human form and he's not acting like the character. He runs away, taking me with him. I don't mind. As we run he asks me something. I answer and we laugh and it feels good to laugh. He takes me to a place littered with so many things. I find my teddy bear and hold him with tears in my eyes. The demon hound is behind me and I tell him about my teddy bear that I've had for sixteen years. He looks sad but he says I can take my bear back. I can tell the demon hound is upset and likes my bear as much as I do so I let him keep it. He smiles and leads me further into the clutter. He rummages through a wooden dresser. I ask him what he's looking for but he doesn't answer. I never find out what he wants to give me because a new group shows up and talks to the demon hound. I'm not wanted in the conversation and go towards a separate room. I start to walk in when I hear the demon hound telling the group it's not a good idea to leave me alone. He comes to my side and follows me into the room.

I was from school going home.i met my younger sister going to the shopping center.i asked her how is home and she said that demons were stealing from them.on reaching home, i found my other sister and cousin.as we were talking, there was a big flash on the sky and on the sky appeared seven images.they were sculptures of the ancient and they stood in descending order.the seventh one resembled my cousin with a shawl around her neck.inside our house,my mother was suffering.she said that her genitals were so painful as though it had fire.i decided to pray but i could not.i tried but when i managed to,i woke up

I was at my house. I was 11 years old in the dream. My stepfather started getting on my nerves, teasing me and physically abusing my mom and oldest brother. I finally took charge and got out a knife and at night, I sliced my stepfather in his face and arms and then I stabbed his heart and cut off his head. He was somehow still alive, and he beat me up and my mom and other brother was scolding me. I kept crying and getting angry and turned into a demon. I scratched with my sharp claws and repeatedly punched my stepfather and my mom called the cops on me, while my brother was trying to pull me off. A zombie and medusa showed up at my door, saying they're the "Demon Police", and my family sold me out, and they put me in a tiny cage. They walked away with me in the cage and started asking me question and the dream ended while Medusa was at the steps.

I've never had a nightmare in my life. Not truly. I have complex dreams with detailed and intricate plots, often including demons and foes who would do harm. If not for me. I am socially interactive and whatnot, but dream me is emotionless. I am, in dream, the most effective version of myself. Strong enough to kill off the hordes of zombies. I hunt the wolves that seek me. I defeat the fastest warriors. Battles of words. Fights beyond fist. Every scenario I could not do. I use others, never directly hurt them, to obtain my objective, I myself would not do this. I am "better" in my dreams and I destroy my nightmares. But, is it possible he is the true nightmare? A shell of myself, void of emotions. Using solely the most effective methods. Doing what I could never do. What happens if I were to fight him. His will would make me believe I would win. Then again, it's his will. I am him, he is me. What is he? Who am I? Could it be I aspire to him and he aspires to me? Btw, I'm not crazy. No really. I'm dramatic but what are these dream. Who do I become?

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