Understand My Dreams

Dreams real life

I meet with a childhood friend and decide to go back to my childhood home. In my childhood home, my old black horse (which I sold is in the garden), and it seems she has been living in my old shed. I groom her with my friend, but when I put her back in the shed, I go to clean it out because its dirty but every time she tries to kick me. My friend suggests I go home while she invites a party to the old house. I decide to stay in spite of my friends wishes, and meet a boy my age who I have never seen in real life. I can't remember his face either but I know I saw it. Suddenly the police arrive, and me and the boy jump over the garden gate holding hands and run from the police who are chasing us. We never stop holding hands. Suddenly I ran so fast that I begin to fly, and I let go of the mystery boys hand. I fly over the police officers and around the countryside. Suddenly I remember the boy, so I try to get back to him. I struggle trying to land, but he is on top of a hill while I'm in a field with people wearing black hoods. Suddenly I see him fly, so I fly up to join him and we hold hands again. We fly around, when we come to a city, and people look up in shock because we are flying. I see mother and aunty, whom ask what I am doing, but I can't remember the response I gave them. I ask my mother to hold my bag while I join hands with the boy once more. We take off in flight, but I kick off my shoes before hand. Suddenly everyone in the city seems to be flying. We spot a homeless woman who cannot fly, so we help her, but every time we begin to fly she crys out in pain so we set her down and take off once more. I begins to snow, and the city looks beautiful. I turn to kiss the boy, but he sticks his tongue out and makes a joke of it. I go to kiss him again, and if almost reluctantly he kisses me back. I am confused but not disheartened. We land in a college, and I ask him something and he replies his school was very small, and you don't need the fancy education if you just opened your eyes and listen. I agree, and mention that some people pay thousands for school whilst some pay nothing, and we all still end up on the same path. We go up a flight of stairs, open a door, and that's when the dream ends.

My mom took me to the doctor and he told me I was so sick that there was no point in me living. He gave me a cyanide pill and told me to swallow it. He said that it would kill me in exactly 12 seconds. He wanted me to take it then, but my mom convinced him to let us wait a bit so I could say bye to people. The doctor also told us that the pill would give me intense stomach pains before I died and I didn't want that. So we spent a long time trying to find a way to prevent that from happening. The rest of the day I said goodbye to people, and did a lot of crying. I also kept Jesus Christ in my mind, thinking about what it would be like to see him so soon. In real life, I finally repented and stopped doing a certain sin, so in my dream I felt almost happy, like I had no regrets and was so excited to see my Lord and Savior. I woke up before I ever took the pill.

The room is in a large historical grand basilica style building. The room has huge columns holding up high cathedral domed ceilings. The room has no furniture. The room’s only natural light source came in through many windows and open doorways to semi-dimly light the room. I was being judged unfairly because the 3 white people did not give me a chance to defend myself to the 1 white person they were speaking to. It’s daytime, I entered a room and see 3 casually dressed white people (1 female, 2 males) I did not recognize life in real but supposedly knew in the dream. In the dream, the 3 white people knew me. The 2 (1 female, 1 male) of the 3 white people were standing talking negatively about me as if they were trying to discredit me unfairly (because I was not given a chance to understand what is being said against me and not given a chance to defend myself) to another white person (1 male who he did not know me and seemed neutral) who is dressed in a standard government military attire. He is a person having authority (but acted as an ambassador or a guide in his position). I felt the need to be given a chance to be heard and to be understood instead of left to feel wrongfully accused of something I was not even given a chance to understand in this dream to have caused the 2 white people not to like me. In frustration to understand the situation and resolve it, I attempted to approach the group of white people. I am outside in the desert standing in a crowd of white people during the day. The entire nation is in danger and all people are trying to escape. I am in the crowd trying to investigate what is causing the danger and to try to find out why everyone are rushing and panicking to leave and where. Massive amounts of white people rushing to secure a spot in any of the two separate lines to enter checkpoint to the departure gateways. Looking up from below a nearby staircase, I again see 2 of the white people who do not like me. The 2 white people look at me (It was at this point in the dream I realized in real that I’ve been involved in a series of this particular dream. They urgently followed the white person with authority who led them to walk through a solid rock wall similar to the Jerusalem walls. Their bodies passed through a solid rock wall. I later discover the wall is separated in 4 consecutive sections and appear to be solid rock. However, each block is embossed with an arched border framing a secret portal. The portals are not obvious because there were no visible physical door to open. I ran up the top ridge of an inclined wall where there was a wide (about 10 foot wide), flat, and clean path with a clean brushed steel railing I did not use along the path. When I arrived at my destination, I rushed up to the 1st solid rock portal I saw from my left standing in front of me. Without doubt and without hesitation, I easily walked through the solid rock wall with confidence and urgency to seek for answers and explore. The experience if walking through solid wall was the same as walking without obstruction. In my urgency to enter, I was able to glimpse a posted note written on a blue lined white paper like a piece of paper torn from spiral bounded notebook. The note was pinned on the rock wall with a red push pin tack. The note stated that particular portal next departure will leave at 10:31. The note was clearly understood by me that whoever enters this particular portal would have to wait until being transported from inside the portal. Within the few seconds that I spent inside the portal, I realized the size inside the portal was more of a comfortable pod size. I understood the portal holding morphs into a comfortable standing space of the passenger. From within this portal, I understood the portal is meant to transport 1 person at a time to a destination away from Earth –a destination that is at least neutral or safer than the definite annihilation of good humanity that will happen for those who stay behind who will be devoured by evil conquest. I quickly decided to leave this particular portal to try to enter any of the other 3 portals that have no delays in transport because I was eager to investigate the situation and also try to find out where the 2 white people went with that 1 white person who appeared to have authority. I walked out of the initial portal of the solid rock wall. I was going to enter the portal right next to it (the 2nd from my left facing the rock wall), but I thought there is a higher chance someone is already in it, so I chose to try to enter the 3rd portal door from my left which was a few more steps away and because of this reason could have a higher chance of it being unoccupied. I rushed toward it but just as I was about to enter, I woke up in real life.

I was in this room. Perhaps a doctors surgery and was talking to my optician. He was saying that I had eye cancer and that I needed surgery. The surgery was going to be done there and then but that I had to be awake for the surgery. He said that they would use something to open up my sockets and then pop out my eyeballs. One by one. In the dream, I refused as I would likely do.in real life but there was a part of me that thought maybe I should. And then it changed. I was in some sort of building/warehouse and with my friends. I can't remember a lot ut there was a part of me that thought maybe I should. And then it changed. I was in some sort of building/warehouse and with my friends. I can't remember a lot but I remember stepping outside and seeing my friends with someone else. The person, who is a close friend of mine, raised his hand in the air and shouted "Kangol!" As of it was some sort of secret code. For some reason, I ran off upset and came to a warehouse. Somebody following me but I kept on running. It switched to me hiding from them and then making my escape plan. I came out of my hiding place and into what seemed to be a cinema foyer with a queue of people and saw somebody that I work with. He wanted to talk to me and took me to one side. I couldn't hear words but seemed to understand regardless. Then he hugged me but it was awkward because I was taller even though in real life, he is taller.

In the beginning I was in the back seat of a car as a tour guide. Went by a lake and was excited because I vacationed there with my kids in real life. The 3 passengers were ignoring me and smoking Meth. I was not... Went to the cabin I have been to at Big Bear lake and tour guided about a boat and explained about being with my kids there and fishing too. Next I was inside a cello Case and 3 female mardi gras dressed women were chanting as they wrapped me up in Gauze starting at my feet. I was innocently asking them " Why are you doing this " ?? They continued to chant and not talk while wrapping me in gauze. Then I was covered in gauze I looked to my right side and seen a 4 or 5 scalpels for surgery. Then I woke up scared and shaking. I dropped to my knees at 315 am and prayed for about 30 min and called my boyfriend .

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