Recent dreams containing witch

I cannot turn on the lights in my house. When I press the switch, it flips back into the off position. I yell at the lights, but they refuse to turn on.

In my dream a number of my siblings were home and there was not enough sleeping space, I was angry and I went to sit outside and all of a sudden my mother and my 2 sisters were now sitting with me and now a man who is claimed to be a fake prothet passed and he stopped where we a sitting and a young girl also so the man was speaking about his powers and the girl accused my mother of witchcraft and the prothet agreed to it and we said to him prove it that she is a witchcraft so he did something and my mother started going crazy and he never stopped the situation I scoled him but he did nothing until I visited my uncle who is a healer and he told me to tell my father that I should look for james only him and me should look for james and I don't know this james but seems like he had something to do with my father and james presence was going to solve the problems

I am viola and i always dream about my elder sister taking outing, to meet men, taking alcohol and sometimes i see her in witchcraft.

I woke up in my dream and saw 2 cobra snakes on my bed, the one on my right was a white cobra that shhhsss and was alert but it wasn’t looking at be, it looked over me and then I looked at where it was looking at and I saw a dead black cobra or black snake on my left… So I stood up and switch on my light and there was nothing, it was 2:45 AM. I heard snakes bring messages when it appears in dreams but is this a bad or good sign? AN what is the meaning of the dream?

A battle with 2 armies. I helped lead 1 army and wielded a sword and shield. My army was armoured men and women. Our opponents were magical monsters created by a witch in a tower using a magical orb. We had to fight our way through the army to get to the tower. Once we had destroyed the monster army, we confronted the witch in the tower. I goaded her with harsh jokes about her appearance into revealing herself. For some reason the jokes were all 20th century cultural references. Our army was uneasy about the references and did not quite understand them at first but quickly got onboard with them and started to laugh all at once. This infuriated the witch who reversed course and headed to the top of her tower again. The witch had a big hole in her face where her mouth and nose should be. When she revealed herslf a girl shot her magic orb away from her using a bow and arrow. I picked it up and began to destroy it. The fact was that unless I believed I could destroy the orb, then it could not be broken. And it did not break no matter how much i hit it and dashed it to the floor. Once I truly committed myself to destroying it, and beleieved i would destroy it, it shattered. Once it broke, my fist went all the way through it and the tower that the witch lived in began to crumble and the witch began to shrivel up and die. An orchestral symphonic piece of music began to play and once the tower had fallen it exploded.

I dreamed that I went into my aunt's room and saw somebody in her bed and knew she was in the kitchen with some people. I asked who was in her bed and her deceased husband raised up. I turned and on my way to the kitchen I ran into a man and someone said this is Wayne and I proceeded into the kitchen and told my aunt her husband was in her bed. She went into the bedroom where he was standing and they proceeded to hug. As she was hugging him I see his hand changing and I told her that was not him and he turned into a witchy looking woman. I laid my hands on her chest and begin to pray. then I woke up.

Magic was everywhere and only a few had it but I was one of them. A powerful witch in some sort of spell school a high sexual energy was in this dream I could feel it everywhere and wanted it and the strong attraction to one man was so vivid it was almost real. There was an enemy force coming people were preparing for it then suddenly all the walls and the roof of the room came apart and floated away. Everyone else was unaffected by the lack of gravity and stayed on the ground. No one seemed to notice except for me.

I dreamed of a two headed lion trying to enter my grandmother’s property and we did some sort of witchcraft to try and keep it out and i woke up before i knew if it worked or not.

This seemed to be loosely based off of Caroline and a circus, it also felt like I had been here before either in a dream before or it was just a random memory from this dream. Basically I was running literally for my life through this puzzle. Certain rooms include crossing a bridge with a huge drop underneath, a long maze hallway with light twitching, tree house like rope course which things would fall apart as you went. While going through these rooms a woman was chasing me. I finally found the final room and I ran inside. I remember the room being filled with lots of colors, the walls went from blues, purples, pinks, yellows, and more with designs like spirals, dots, zig zags. On the ground were a bunch of pillows matching parts of the wall and there were a couple of mirrors around me. I actually knew what would happen next, again as if I’ve done this before. Then the girl appeared in the room holding a butcher knife. I remember a conversation we had but not exactly what we said. It was about the fact that this was the final room for me to do and the girl would give me a puzzle, since I've done this before I think I had either known I couldn’t beat the puzzle or I was too tired/ lazy to do it. So instead I decided to annoy the girl so maybe she’d just let me go. She ended up getting really really mad at me and took the knife and sliced it in between my left shoulder and neck. I didn’t wake up immediately though. The person pushed the knife into me further. It didn’t hurt, I even remember these exact words in my mind “Why doesn’t it hurt?” Yet I was still wincing in pain. After the knife was pushed down to my stomach I finally woke up.

Bob Ross painting in little happy clouds and talking so soothing and everything good until he starts twitching and muttering and next thing you know he is painting really sick stuff like Sammy Davis Jr. satanic sex rituals and it was so scary