My dream started with a man inside a window like structure..
there was no wall nothingness around him (kinda like when you close your eyes and you still see something but its nothing)
I got closer I seen the mans face he had long hair and a long beard.. (I don't know, pretty funny but looked like jesus)
he handed me a long necklace It had huge beads (a little under golf ball size) they were a goldish yellow very beautiful color at the end was a medallion. I don't remember exactly what it looked like but it was the same color as the beads huge circle and I believe it kinda looked like the sun flames around but the inside... hollow..? or a dreamcatcher..? cant quite remember I was to busy looking at the beads and length... I felt protection and love!! I looked all over and cannot find anything to interpret it
I'm in my garage and I check outside to the side of the house I see Priya and jivaan. and all of the sudden Priya shows up and my moms there so I shut the garage like door I think that's what's it's called. But she knows the code cause she has it and then jivan comes and I'm Hellah scared idk where my mom went but they were calm and made me sit down. All of sudden I hear cars coming and songs blasting. And they cover me to protect me. Out comes some guys that's like two years older and one sticks out. He was wearing all black. Had one of those Desi earrings. And the beard style that's going and that hair too. Apparently based on the vibe and the way dream was working I knew the guy as if he's a ex. Like I was stubborn and ignoring him and abit scared. So he pushes them as in jivan and Priya away and is like glad to see you again. And I of course acted stubborn. So he jus smirked. My parents were jus watch cause I guess they knew him. Anyways he's talking to my parents and it's now abit dark not too dark. So I leave the garage and then I come back to say you guys better not do something stupid. And I see they are already all gone. So I go back to walking away from this guy. Now it's Hellah dark. I walk out with anger and jus pissed off I was wearing my red Aeropostale hoodie. And jeans. So I'm walking and walking. Until I feel someone beside me. I look to the left and there he is. And he's just watching me. And I'm like what he'll do you want from me and I keep going on and on. And he just listens. He's lets go back now. I'm like with you Hellah no. And then he becomes more rude with his tone. Guys like we are going now. Then he drags me to the car but I get him to let go of me and I just run. And he caught me cause come on I can't run for shit. Then I think he had taken something and tied me to him it was like some hook. I was so pissed off. We're walking back to my house but we pass by and he lets me go cause I'm calm now. I just break down. And I'm like why are you even here. Then we are near this barn or something and I stand against the wall and he comes too close to my liking and kisses me.
My ex was following me on a black bicycle paniced trying to warn me or tell me about something he was wearing black clothes and white shoes and had a black beard
My ex boy friend was folling me on a black bicycle in a panic trying to warn me or tell me about something he was wearing black clothes and white shoes and had a black beard
My ex boy friend was folling me on a black bicycle in a panic trying to earn me or tell me about something he was wearing black clothes and white shoes and had a black beard
I found myself at my childhood house on my fathers side. I wanted to buy it for sentimental reasons. As I looked at the house form the outside parts of it were falling apart in rubble. there was a bear in one of the rubbled rooms. Later I seen a lion and another zoo animal. I happened to think that the zoo was nearby and some of the animals must have escaped. I went into the house and there were old relics there from our home years ago. Most I didn't recognize but a ceramic jar which was now cracked. I went into the kitchen of the home and a realtor was there. As I was talking to her about trying to fix the home I turned around and my father was there. He still had hair and it was black and he had a neatly groomed beard, which he never wore in life. He looked young and healthy and smiled at me. I turned and hugged my father and cried a little as I was so happy to see him. I turned to the realtor and whispered to her; "you don't understand, my dad has been dead for about ten years and I am so happy to see him." I didn't want him to hear as I was afraid if he did hear me, he would have to leave. I looked at the realtor and asked her if the city was giving out any money to help fix dilapidated buildings and she said no, but I could have it for the back taxes.
My ex-husband had a baby with no irises and his fiance flashed me in my own home the baby had a beard that looked like a sharpie squiggle like a hostess cupcake design
My ex-husband had a baby with no irises and his fiance flashed me in my own home. The baby had a beard that looked like a Sharpie squiggle like a Hostess cupcake design.
I see myself as an adult, of about 30 years old. I have an office job and I work in a tall building. I am told that I have to go to a meeting on a higher floor, so I get into an elevator, which is completely white and go to the floor. When I arrive it looks like the roof of the building with no one in sight. Suddenly alarms sound so I go back into the elevator to go back to reception. The elevator speeds up quickly and I can feel it swerve to the sides. It also gets colder and colder until I stop at a floor and the door opens. I see a land covered completely in snow in the middle of a light blizzard. I see a man dressed strangely as if from a different time era with black hair and beard standing on a snow wall. I go up to him and stand next to him then he turns to me "It's a sobering thought," he says "You're dead you know."
It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.
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