Understand My Dreams

Dreams cap

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.

I saw an apple and a pomegranate and a guava on a same branch. On floor I saw there muddy water and there was a coin in slippery mud I took it and I washed it in a muddy water and then there was my cousin wearing white she had a bottle in her hand she spills water and I wash my hands again. We walked and I tapped on her shoulder she looks at me with anger I said I didn't put mud on your dupatta I didn't there were stains already. That was a place where were many people it was a shrine I asked my cousin to take out her phone and capture photos she nodded but didn't and she got disappeared in a crowd there was another girl I asked her If I accompany with her she agreed then we walked. I guess I was in India and I was asking my mother that where are my clothes and I need a hair cut here. My mother is from India and we went India twice.

I was walking in one of the streets in the capital city of my country with my mum and big sister, as we As we were walking I left them standing on the footpath of the street and walk up to the canteen to buy a snack, suddenly when I was on my way to meet my mum and sister, I saw my girlfriend approaching towards where my mum and sister were standing. Without hesitation I excitedly run to her and shook hands with her we talk and continue with a walk. Me and my girlfriend were walking in the front and my sister and mum was walking behind us. As we were continuing with our walk, suddenly one girl which is my Crush at this moment showed up at scene and was telling me to put the slippers on my feet. That’s all

Business Person To dream of a business person represents an aspect of yourself that is well organized, adept, or an expert in thinking a certain way. An area of your life where you are well read, serious, or capable of being very sophisticated. Homeless Person To dream of a homeless person represents an aspect of your personality that has experienced total failure. An area of your life that you have totally lost control of or that's completely powerless. Alternatively, being homeless in a dream may reflect anxiety about financial hardship or low confidence in your future. Example: A man dreamed of being surrounded by homeless people. In waking life he had just lost a competition at his work place and lost out on a opportunity to be promoted. Example 2: A young woman dreamed seeing a homeless man with his hands out begging. In waking life she was dumped by her boyfriend and would have done anything to have him back. Example 3: A woman dreamed of being homeless. In waking life she was pregnant and having anxiety about going broke supporting the baby. Dead Body To dream of a dead body represents feeling about an area of your life that has completely changed. It may also reflect a loss or sense of failure. A transition or ending. Positively, a dead body may represent negative aspects of your personality or negative situations that have been successfully confronted. You have stood up to something or resisted negative influences. The end of an era. Negatively, a dead body may represent positive aspects of your personality that have been overcome by negative emotions or situations. A mistake or failure may have spoiled an area of your life. The end of a relationship or something happy in your life. Feeling replaced. Feelings about experiencing a permanent loss of some kind. Feeling that there is nothing left you can do to keep a situation going. To dream of trying to hide

Ok in my dream a princess ran away before coronation so a handful of kids are unlisted to find her. The first kid is the prince who's looking for his sister. There is this kid who is like a con man/performer in a prince costume. There's these mischievous twins who are living on the streets, one girl, one boy ( both black). There's this really little girl who's also a really good thief. She was living in an orphanage before she was forcefully volunteered to help ( she actually tries to escape before getting convinced by the performer to stay). Lastly there's this very quiet kid who has a little romance going on with the performer but he wouldn't admit it (he was also Chinese). They search by day and hide away in trains by night looking for the princess.

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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