Understand My Dreams

Dreams rose

I dreamed my youngest daughter and I found my aunt, who passed away in 2010, lying in a ditch in the same dress she was buried in although I did not know that before or during my dream. We found that she was dead so we called police. Police officer came and was about to check on her when she rose straight up and onto her feet. She said she wanted to go home and see her dogs. When she passed away she only had one dog but had two dogs many years ago. Police officer took her home. My daughter and I went to her house to see her but the house was completely empty except for curtains blowing in the wind. Then my daughter and I were in a warehouse with a woman sitting in a chair with her back to us. Another lady, an actress from a horror movie, was standing in front of her throwing mace or pepper spray in the sitting womans face. She told the me this is the lady who caused all your pain and hurt. As she threw stuff on the sitting womans face, the woman sitting was laughing and saying you can't hurt me, no one can hurt me! The actresss told her she was evil. The warehouse was empty except for all of us and oil barrels. Then my daughter and I went to police station to find out what happened to my aunt but no one could see us.

I was kiddnapped into a room with a lady and some other people, I rested with an artifact with antlers and a lady face from some goddess of empathy, it soothed my worries. It then came to life and told me to make decisions for my self instead of complying to another's comands, after her advice, she rose a tomb-like sand pit from the ground that golden scarab-beetle things crawling around it and said she must now "put me at rest", I thought this was the price for using the artifact so I ran. oh and the name of the goddess-like figure was Nequita.

At a party. it was a big party at a grand venue or mansion, the kind where rich people would have a wedding. it was for randy and i. I think maybe my parents arranged it. everyone i've ever known was there. family, friends, co workers, even people i barely knew. Randy wasn't there because i didn't tell him about it because we agreed not to hang out that night, and i figured he wouldn't be into it, and i kind of wasn't either. i started to feel a little guilty that he wasn't there, but i figured it would be fine. i got really, super drunk off white wine and stumbled my way through a sea of random women i didn't know, one which i thought was my old friend/co worker heather hill. but it wasn't. they rearragned the furniture before sitting and i remember drunenly stumbling through them and maing some joke about feng shui. then i went downstairs, i had been hanging out on the roof, but it was like a chill apartment building roof. when i got in the elevator, randy was there. i was surprised to see him and asked why he was even there. he was offended and was like of course i'm here, and he was pissed i was drunk. he had his guitar and said he had to go perform. i followed him, drunk and upset, spilling my wine everywhere begging him to not be mad and confused as to why he was. the venue was decorated beautifully. there were deep red decorations everywhere, against a stark white backdrop. tall ceilings, big windows. red hearts, red roses. there was also punk rock decorations, black and spikes and studs. i followed randy outside but lost him. there was a sea of people. it was a huge expansive outdoor area, like what i imagine a country club to be like. there was a little lake with a long dock, and a gazebo, all white. i wandered through the crowds, looked aaround, there were hundreds of people everywhere and i couldn't find randy. eventually i went back inside and down a hallway and he was sucked behind a door. when i found him he seemed unsurprised. behind the door was a world renowed barber shop where he had just gotten his hair cut. he had a black mohawk and it looked amazing. it was stick straight and shiny with red in it, and studs. and it had some clipper work leading from it onto his head. not sure of the design, but it was piecy like leopard print or just a geometrical design. he also had a rat tail from the mohawk with silver accents. it looked amazing. he was putting his shirt back on and he looked at me matter of fact and solemn and just said "i don't think this really has to do with you being drunk" he was implying that we had nothing in common. he said "do you want to just call it quits and leave it at that?" basically like, we gave it the old college try but it just ain't working. my heart immediately sank and i wanted to beg and cry. i woke up crying

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