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On Tue i had a dream....... you told me to watch out cuz there was a snake in the apt....... later i seen the snake in one of the bedroom's i tried to hit it with something but it was running away. So i hurried and grabbed it with my hands and it turned at looked at me and hissed and then my hands started burning..... i dropped it and looked at my hand and it was red and starting to blister i then looked at the snake and it looked like it was getting the shape of a humans face a gave me that know it all smile...... i then got some plastic and tried catching it and the plastic melted so i kept doing it over and over and over covering it with plastic all that time it was trying to slither away and i hot a more dense plastic the ones you can't see through and it was taking longer for that to melt and the snakes head turned and looked at me and got the form of a humans face and started laughing at me..... the whole time i was struggling to get the snake the wind was blowing with rain and i could see the red curtains almost flying with the wind.... when the snake make its transformation and began laughing i grabbed it and through it out the window as it fell it turned into a little person...... it was very wet out the ground was saturated with water and when i turned to my left there was a large puddle of water and in that water i seen gold fish and black fish with a hint of white these fish were flat..... they were swimming and glistening in the sun.... as the rain began to settle and just sprinkle the fish started jumping out and in the water........ and i woke up just after Carla asked me "do you like my shoes"

The dream starts in third person. A woman named LP and a man named House walk into a court room and sit down behind a woman. House has breathing tubes in his nose. The woman turns around and says, "I didn't know you were an executioner too, LP." LP grins. The Judge walks in and takes the stand. LP is escorted to a wooden box with glass surrounding the top half. Almost like those robotic psychics you can insert a quarter in and get "your cards read". The judge smirks and says, "How are you gonna kill me from there?" LP says, "I use the glass." She shakes from the inside of the box until it falls over on it's side and the glass shatters. She grabs chunks of glass and throws them at the judge who falls from the stand. The dream switchs to first person. I am the security guard standing in the corner. LP marches over to the judge and I. We are cornered. She picks up more glass and drags it down our arms. We have matching gashes running down our forearms. I'm screaming. LP grabs a gasoline tank from somewhere and says, "When I pour this on the glass, it's gonna blow up." I jump out of the corner just as she finishes dumping gasoline on the glass and sets it on fire. The judge screams. And burns.

Hello, I would like to discuss a dream I had last night that has made me somewhat frightened most of the day. My dream started out in a house that was similar to mine, but the rooms seemed to be smaller and narrow. What I can remember is that there was a little girl I could not see her face but her back was covered with tattoos, under each tattoo was a tattooed phrase. I could not read the phrases and the more and more I tried the more difficult it became. I did not know where this girl came from but I was trying to help her escape and hide from this monster/man who was chasing us. He was a man but looked like a demon/man. My husband ended up in the dream and I kept yelling for him to help me and this little girl but this demon/man kept coming. I could almost feel him standing next to me. My only thought was I needed to protect this little girl and figure out why she had these tattoo's on her back and what the phrases meant. This man continued to keep chasing until I was in my bedroom and in my bedroom is a door that leads to my attic. I felt him standing there. I remember that I kept screaming and yelling for my husband to help me. Finally after all this time I turned the little girl around to see her face and it was me as a little girl. I woke at this point and was in such fear and felt that demon/man was in my room. I could not fall back to sleep. What do you think this means. It has stayed with me all day and I am freaked out by this.

The zombie apocalypse has happened overnight, i have myy boyfriend and father with me. i'm smart enough to have both a gun (9mm to be exact) and a bow knife. my dad's friend/employer (exists in the waking world) brought him an assault rifle, dad was nervous about having it. i don't have much else in my pack. we take shelter in my dad's appartment (doesn't actually exist in the waking world) but my boyfriend and i were so curious we went out to do some exploring. it being so early in the apocalypse, there weren't many of the undead, just enough to worry me. we didn't pick up any supplies and almost got attacked but someone else became zombie bait. we stop on a farm and watch a small herd of zombies get napalmed via the government. we trekked back to my dad's appartment which was worse than when we'd left. i did some nervous walking around in the building and stumbled upon a large room of survivors amongst them my aunt and cousin. i was crying with joy when i realized i didn't have either of my weapons on me. i went upstairs and checked my bag but no luck there either. night is falling and i fear how i'm going to protect my family, i'm acutely aware of how vulnerable we are, especially with the group of survivors downstairs. then i wake up with the residue of bad dream on my tongue.

I haven't had these dreams for awhile now, but last year I kept dreaming of my boyfriend dying in a tragic accident, usually involving a car. I love my boyfriend very much. We are in a strong, committed relationship where he is both my best friend and my lover. The last thing in the world I would ever want to happen is for him to die (we have been together almost five years and are still going strong). I don't understand why I kept having these dreams, and neither does he. I definitely do not believe it is because I need to get out of this relationship (as the site suggested from other posts). I would usually wake up bawling my eyes out and would have to call him to make sure he was still okay since the dreams were so vivid. Usually after the accident I grieve in the dream until I wake up. I do know that my biggest fear is losing someone I love. I've had dreams of this happening to other people I care about. I've lost a lot of people in my life. Not sure what this all means. Is it a premonition? Or does it mean something deeper?

I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

I see almost the same person in my dreams. most probably a friend and a comrade. someone i know, and i secretly want. someone whom i have been thinking when i was in my early teens. that person appears in the dream but my dream is just like what happens in real life. the way we carry out our conversations the way i react to every word he says. it almost feels so real. I know its a dream but then i act as if it were in real life. And i wake up always regretful. since i did not act on it differently.

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