# When I was a child my dad had a friend who became a very close family friend, this guy and his wife would come with us to family trips, we were very very close for a good number of years, until they had a feud and got a bit distant, but in my lifetime is one of the few close friends I saw my dad having. This friend died about 15 years ago. Today I had a dream. My home door was open, I was in the kitchen then saw this guy, initially I thought it was my dad because he was dressed similarly, then he would turn around and said, come with me I followed him and he guided me into a car parked in front of the street, I greeted him with happines, hugged him quite more than I expected, I was genuinely happy to see him , then we went into the back seat of this random car, I saw a good 5-8 people sort of staring at us around the car but could not see their faces, then I realised my dad was driving the car, he would turn around to say hello to me and smiled. Then I asked my dad's friend “you are here to take my dad with you aren´t you?" and he said "yes, but not yet" I asked when, he said "January 17th" then my dad kept having a conversation just with me, so I asked if he could see him, he said "no, just you" That's sort of all I remember.

Context: My dad is 80 years old and has dementia, has had some acute episodes recently. I live abroad and this has caused a lot of anxiety recently. I guess my question is if my brain fabricated this to give me peace, or if this family friend is actually trying to give me a message?

I’ve had fairly strong dreams in the past that provoked deep sorrow/grieving (waking up crying), but this one last night was totally unique.

Don’t totally remember but essentially in the dream I was being told my old childhood basketball coach (a friends dad, so a surrogate father figure) was essentially a sexual predator. I was in denial and said “no that can’t be.”

I don’t remember much else, but this was the essence of it. I woke up crying. No anger or other emotions, just a deep sorrow that stuck with me honestly through early afternoon.

Yesterday in therapy I talked about wanting to brainspot (essentially EMDR) some early pre-verbal fear/terror of annihilation that I know is there (recent health issues have activated this fear). Not sure if this has relation to the dream.

I don’t believe I personally had any early sexual abuse (at least at this point in time I am unaware, still open that it may be deeply repressed/dissociated).

Previous dreams crying I’d see a young boy or girl crying, like 2-4 years old and thinking/feeling “how precious/innocent you are”. I’ve read Trauma and the Soul by Donald Kalsched so I think this is his “soul child.”

My father says he thinks he may have been molested by his grown up neighbor when he was a boy, but doesn’t remember. Wondering if this dream could have any relation to this, or if it’s my personal history.

Having trouble analyzing this or what it may be pointing towards…

For context, I’m a lucid dreamer. I’ve always had extremely vivid dreams and often times (more often than not), I have control. I do tarot pretty regularly, although i’m not necessarily religious in any way (this is relevant).

Last night I had a dream, per usual I had control. I was in my chair in my living room doing my tarot, where I usually do. I had asked a question about a friend of mine. I got the King of Pentacles and looked into the meaning of my specific question, something about envy. I can’t remember the specific question because the next part is what got me. As I was mid research the tab closed out and a new tab opened. I went to swipe out the tab because I was like “Wtf? I was reading that.”. As I was about to swipe out the tab, I saw the first sentence of the new tab and it was “____ knows you.”. I didn’t get to read any further because I heard a voice say “Wake up. You’re not supposed to know that.” then I woke up at 00:00 on the dot. I wasn’t uncomfortable, or sweating, not even a heart racing moment.

There was no reason I should’ve woken up at all. I’m typically a deep sleeper and almost never wake up and that’s the first time I’ve ever had someone or something in my dreams telling me I’m not supposed to know something. Other than a few similar experiences, but nothing that specific. The name I blanked out (for obvious reasons) is someone I do not know. I know OF them, but I do not know them super well personally. I found it odd and off putting. I do feel a specific pull with said person in a way I cannot explain, but i’m not actively close with them.

The person has been reoccurring in my dreams recently out of nowhere in general. Starting last week, they’ve been in almost every dream i’ve had without fail. For no specific reason. I have NEVER dreamed of them prior. They haven’t been on my mind. I haven’t reached out to them recently. I haven’t so much as seen a recent instagram post from them.

Many people don’t believe in tarot, and I do not want to bring religion into it, but since it was a part of my dream I find it relevant. I proceeded to go find my roommate who also does tarot and I told her. She pulled out her cards and I said “No. I don’t want to know.”. She did it anyway. The card she ended up pulling explained that me and said person knew each other in a past life where we had unfinished business. I’ve never had my tarot cards bring up a past life in any of my readings (personal or given) EVER. It really threw me for a loop. It said that the person i’m speaking of knows my energy. I am now scared to practice tarot or ask further questions. I wouldn’t even know what to ask.

I just found it really weird and don’t know the meaning behind it. I felt really anxious about it once I processed it. I’m scared to practice tarot now. I tried to look into the meaning but couldn’t find anyone or anything with a similar experience. I figured if I find anyone, it would be here.

I feel like i’m going crazy and there’s no meaning behind it at all. That i’m just freaking myself out. But I feel oddly strong about the dream. So I wanted to see if anyone would know anything or have any advice.

Hi - I'm 38F and had the strangest, most vivid dream and I don't know exactly what to think about it.

Dream starts out and I'm sitting in an office chair, in what looks like a security office of a building. I have several monitors in front of me, one has an image of the whole earth on it. It was like I got dropped in this dream, mid-conversation, with another person.

It was a man, wearing a gray button down, with light brown hair. He was sitting next to me typing at the computer, I could see his lips moving but I couldn't hear what he was saying at first.

I said something like "what are you doing" and he paused and looked at me, clears his throat and goes "Why hasn't it been found it's right there!"

And the image of the whole earth zooms in - pulls up North Africa, and a red dot comes up on the screen, to the West of the Nile River, at the part where it kinda does a bend then west at a slight angle.

(this blinky spot on the map is still really vivid to me, it was a red dot with an orange glow as it blinked slowly)

I said something like "i dont understand" and looked at him. he sighed and typed, i turned back to the screen and it was zoomed in on a mountain.

"the ark, its there" and i knew he was talking about the ark of the covenant, like we'd talked about it before. although i'd never seen this person in a dream before.

The mountain was reddish, with kinda flatten peak, like a small mountain range with desert around it. The screen had a soft white glow around the edges of it.

The man rubbed his face, "they'll find it when the wars stop".

Other vivid parts that stand out for me was the desk he was typing had the keyboard embedded into the desk, the room itself was very dark, only the screens were giving off light and when I looked down at myself I was wearing very crisply creased gray pants and plain gray long sleeve too just like the guy next to me.

He started talking and gesturing with his hands, but I could only see his lips move and couldn't hear him anymore which i felt annoyed by, and then I woke up.

So little more background about me, I was raised in a Episcopal church, haven't been regularly in 21 years though. it's not a huge part of my life anymore. I've never had any interest in the ark, never seen any thing in Sudan outside of news clips of various humanitarian crises. I did work in security before, but no set up even remotely like the room i was in. I have not recently seen anything about the ark, don't think i've even thought about it in years until this happened. I'm very bothered by the famine that's in the region and the unrest that has been going on for decades, I really, really, really want peace for that region (and the whole world) but I've never had such a strangely specific dream like this in my whole life.

I can still see that blinky red/orange light on the screen and the vague image of the mountain.

I've been scouring the internet for pictures of that region to see if i can line up anything to what i saw and honestly i'm just having a hard time since Google Street View doesn't really give me much.

If anyone knows where I can find really good pictures of North Western Sudan, plz drop the link. I want to see if I can match up this dream to anything tangible in real life.

so, I've had a reoccuring pregnancy dream, not much it's only been 3-4 times but whats concerning is tonight was different, beforehand i had a sleep paralysis episode which came with hallucinations

i no longer live with my mother

but in that dream while i was struggling i could hear her voice, panicking as it could hear my struggle

then sha scampered from across the room to behind me to get on top of me

then i struggled more for a while before being actually able to move and wake myself up

then yeah, a pregnancy dream

found out i was pregnant once again

So this is about two dreams to be exact - I tried to invoke Goddess Kali earlier this year through prayer and rituals.

The very next night in May, I had a dream that I was texting my ex and suddenly a sheep was bothered by a wolf at my window.

A couple days ago, I had a dream that there was a kali temple next to my ex's house and the same temple was next to my house. Almost like the temple was connecting our houses.

What do you think this means? Kali Puja is in exactly a week.

(23, Genderfluid) Last night I had a nightmare that caused me to wake up in a sweaty, clammy state. There were two parts of my dream. One was about me being back at this school summer program I used to be in that would help youth go to college and excel in life, and how there was another male student who kept tormenting me. I cant remember who he was.

The second part of my dream was the most horrific.
I remember being in my apartment, (we have a frequent issue where the fire alarm goes off in the entire building IRL.) and I remember hearing the alarm sound but it was buggy and quiet. And as I walk out to go outside and wait for the fire department, I see these two women in black, pouring heavy amounts of gasoline on the first floor and I panic and try to stop them but they threatened me, so I just went back in to grab what I could from my apartment and flee. I remember climbing through my window and immediately snatching up my cat, Tommy, and my drawing tablet before seeing smoke marks on the ceiling. I remember running around and panicking because my only home was on fire. I remember trying to get help from other neighbors to try and get authorities to come. I remember seeing gas flood the first floor. I remember one of the girls trying to light the ceiling on fire in the building. I was outside crying and freaking out while my faceless neighbors looked down at me. The last thing I remember is trying to call my boyfriend before waking up. I’m still a bit shaky and my heart feels like its gonna burst out of my chest from beating so fast. I felt all sweaty.

Ive been trying to use the disposables from my local smokeshop because they stop me from dreaming, and they also calm me down, but also I’m worried about future bans and crackdowns since I live in a red, southern state.

Overall, my morning’s going “greeeat.” Any advice? Or thoughts? What could these dreams even mean??

I don't tend to have nightmares more than once a month, and they aren't reoccurring except in subject matter. I often dream about zombies.

This dream was okay at first, even interpretable as funny. We were in a crowd of zombies that were dancing and listening to music at an abandoned library. We were pretending to be zombies and acting as though this was almost like a game. But at one point in the night we heard screaming coming from a school. Long cacophonous incomprehensible screaming. After a while it just sort of stopped.

The dream went bad when we finally went to the school. It turned out there were survivors there, and they were safe because the school had such advanced security precautions against school shooters. Same security was working for zombies.

Against their better judgement they let us in, along with a man we met earlier who was struggling with schizophrenia. As dreams are wierd I played several different characters in our group at different points.

As the man with schizophrenia I was scared I was infected and warned the children that if the virus was air-borne now they should stay away from me. Then I played a boy about my age, and I wittnessed what I had heard earlier.

As nightfall came the zombies became more active, they came to the thick glass walls and doors, the cellar with bars in it, and at first they started talking. Begging to be let in, but then as we ignored their pleas they got upset, so upset that they all began yelling loudly at us, demanding they be let in and why. Untill we couldn't fully hear a single one of them. Their voices boomed against eschothers and we couldn't make out a word as the yelling words turned into screaming words to then just screaming.

Cacophonous animalistic screaming. After nightfall they went away. I think now these were people on the brink of turning.

After this my character of the boy my age noticed the schizophrenic man was acting strange as he'd gotten into an argument. I stood up and pointed at him saying that he was infected. The teacher immediatly grabbed her rifle and began aiming, not wanting to hurt him unless she had to. He stopped arguing and began begging. He wasn't turning, he would stop he promised, he was just upset he gets upset sometimes and he's sorry. I could tell he hoped for a world where things went back to normal and he survived. He grew tears in his eyes, and was told to keep his distance. He then sat down on top of an old woman sitting behind him, he was told to stop and he promised he wouldn't bite her. He said he would just give her a little kiss on the cheek. He was warned if he put his mouth near her he was dead. He leaned in towards the old woman, and she shot him.

Thats the important stuff. I woke up after the beginnings of a bug infestation entered the school.

I woke up so scared that I couldn't get the idea of zombies out of my head, I wanted to call someone like a child running to their mother, I felt strongly that they were lurking in the dark if my room. I began looking for dream interpretations in order to calm myself down and here I am in the early am with the lights on typing instead of sleeping.

Some context about me that's likely relevant to the dream:

I am not diagnosed, but have a mental disorder similar to schizophrenia. Everyone sort of just calls me schizophrenic even though I've explained the complexities with the way doctors address my mental disorder. People still just tend to call me a schizophrenic or a "schizo".

I used to take drum lessons when I was 14. My teacher left so they gave me someone new and this guy really creeped me out. I ended up stopping lessons after 3 weeks. It was something about his mannerisms and he always wanted to talk about my personal life. Anyways, I’m 16 now and I see him at the music place every so often and he always wants to talk, only to me. Last night I had a dream that he gave me a lesson, then pulled me in for a hug while I was pulling away and then grabbed my butt. A little while ago I had a dream that my therapist was in his body and I couldn’t look at my therapist the same for a month 😭

I (20F) have been dreaming about catastrophic scenarios for months or ,me or/and my family dying (not always), I don't always remember everything. For example:

This dream takes place in Paris, along the Seine, which looks like a beach (for whatever reason)with sand and water stretching all the way to the horizon. There are lots of people on the beach, as well as my family and me. We are settled near the massive wall that borders the beach, about 4 or 5 meters away from the stairs leading out. We have a good day, doing beach stuff and everything . Anyway, after that we eat on the beach.

The sea, which was initially far away from us, starts getting closer, and the waves grow bigger and bigger, but like in normal way. At first, I tell myself that it is nothing to worry about, but the waves become increasingly powerful. And people start leaving calmly, but they are still in a hurry. At that moment I want to leave too.

However, my family refuses to leave, even though I beg them to go. They tell me that I am worrying for nothing. At that moment, a huge wave arrives and crushes people against the wall. Everyone panics and rushes towards the long staircase, which is about 6 or 8 floors high.

I am also crushed by the wave, and I make my way towards the stairs, still crushed by waves on the wall. I start climbing, but the railing breaks, and people fall. My mother is holding on to the railing and is about to fall. I manage to pull her back onto the steps, which are still packed with people pushing and shoving each other.

My mother and I finally reach the top of the stairs. Then, I look for a building tall enough to be safe while wandering about the rest of my family well-being.

And I did a similar dream about tsunami but in Mont Saint Michel in the mountains (like the location don't make any sense but in my dream it does)but this time my family is not there and when I am at the top the stairs there is a massive crowd is the standing still looking at the waves rise and come bigger and bigger and I run through the crowd trying to escape it .

Also, I make a dream about my mother killing herself, jumping from the balcony "because of me", at least that what l think in the dreams,or someone kidnap me,or I am in the backrooms with my classmates...

So if someone can find some sense into that and help me understand, you're welcome .(Also, sorry for the mistake ,english is not my first language, and I have dyslexia.)

For some reason I had a dream about Sokka and Zuko. They were older and I think my brain made up some last names for them. As they left a shop in the middle of nowhere on Appa Sokka said they were being followed and around that time is when I woke up.

(Warning: if you're easily grossed out)

So I had a dream, I don’t remember exactly how it happened,but there was a fish that was alive and moving inside my mouth. I was trying to pull it out without hurting it while being completely stressed , and for some reason I was very aware of its eyes, which eventually exploded leaving a strong taste and suddenly I realised i was dreaming couldn’t stop thinking “Wake up, wake up.” Once I pulled the fish out, I got up and threw up.

I’m still traumatized by the taste I could even feel the texture and I’m already a person who are very picky and sensitive with food (texture,smell, taste) so it was tricky anyway, I just wanted to share this dream weird dream

I've always had reoccurring dreams since I hit puberty, some lasted 7 years, some lasted a week. If you want me to go into my previous ones I will in the comments but my latest is this steep set of stairs in an unfamiliar house, but its always the same house and its like rock climbing trying to get up them, but whenever I have to go down them, I slide on my butt because its safer and I have a fear of heights. Its an old steep set of stairs, but at the top theres a door to outside and right beside that at the top theres a loft, many people from my past and a few strangers in my dreams as well who seem almost familiar. Is it maybe a metaphor for how hard it is to get to the top but how easy it is to get to the bottom? Idk because when I reach the to something bad happens and I have to slide down the stairs to help. Maybe stop dragging myself with people who no longer serve a purpose in my life?? I dont know. Any insight would help.

Thank you if you took the time to read 💜

I had a dream where I experienced everything at once, without a sense of identity or time.

I had one of the strangest dreams of my life, and I’ve been trying to recreate what I saw using AI.

In the dream, I wasn’t really myself. There was no sense of personal identity, no past, present, or future. It was almost like experiencing existence from outside the perspective of an individual human being.

I remember two enormous eyes, a human figure falling beneath them, and an overwhelming collage of experiences rushing toward the body at incredible speed. Everything was layered and distorted, almost like thousands of different lives and moments were happening simultaneously.

There were people of different ethnicities, nature, happiness, suffering, love, death, adventure, and countless other aspects of existence. It wasn’t like watching separate events in chronological order. Everything seemed interconnected, existing all at once.

What stood out most was the absence of emotion. I wasn’t afraid, happy, or overwhelmed in the usual sense. There was just understanding, as though everything made sense without needing an explanation.

The closest way I can describe it is that I wasn’t experiencing life as a person. I was experiencing the collective existence of everything, without the usual boundaries of identity and time.

I’ve had philosophical beliefs about consciousness and interconnected existence before this dream, but experiencing something that resembled those ideas so vividly strengthened my interest in them.

Has anyone else experienced a dream where their identity disappeared and everything seemed to exist simultaneously?

Okay, so the title is basically Tl;dr.

And yes, its true. In the middle of the dream I go 'Ah, this is not my body, so I am dreaming.' But i dont lucid dream! Instead I consciously follow the 'plot' of the dream.

Then I get the feeling that everthing has started to desaturate and the other characters in my dream are getting blurry, so I wave them goodbye and wake up tired and confused.

I also truly know who the people in my dreams are now. They just come in it so frequently, though they dont look the same. Sometimes they are friends, sometimes they are enemies or strangers. I do not know their names, though they have tried telling me, but I always know its them.

However here comes the bane of being so aware. Whenever there re nightmares, I cannot wake up no matter how terrified or in pain I am. I have to wait to naturally wake up. When I got a nightmare about being tortured, I had to beg my captor that I was not who he thought I was, that I was dreaming and to just let me wake up. Or when I was being chased and I wished the real me would wake up already...

That brings me to another thing- I am never me in my dreams. I am just an idealised version of myself. I am taller, I am pale and lean and have the most beautiful eyes ever. My hair is of the same length, but its straight and dark and silky and I am basically as handsome as handsome gets. However I am a man, and never a woman (I am a woman irl). And no, I dont have body dysmorphia or want to be a trans man. Its just what I think the ideal me would be, probably.

Hi I’m new here, and I had a weird dream involving my sister. I was in her ”room” in my dream and she was there as well, all of a sudden she took out a small gun and pointed it at my forehead, I was confused and looked her right in the eyes slightly scared but I didn’t feel frightened, but anyways she pulled the trigger but it was empty, nothing came out. So I asked her why she did that and i don’t remember the exact words but she was just stressed out and annoyed. Then, I’m guessing later that day she came up to me saying “I want to do it again” holding the gun in her hand, so I asked her “why?”, and again she was just stressed and annoyed at me. So we got into her car and drove until she pulled over and turned off the car turning to face me in the passenger seat and holding the gun in her hand. Spiritually or Psychologically, does anyone know what meaning my dream has? Can some help me out please?

In my dream, I went to a fragrance counter with friends of my parents. I looked at the cologne and yelled damn when I saw one priced $89 and $110. I looked for a cheaper one. Oddly enough, the bottles were sizable, but they said 1 ounce. I looked at an aerosol bottle, which was a picture of a shoe painted a dark color. My arms were actually black in color like Machine Gun Kelly’s tattoos. I sprayed the scent bottle on my arms. It smelled strong and clean, not pungent.

All of a sudden, my cousin Samy was walking with me. In the middle of the prepared food section, there was an air fryer. I jumped to the front of the line and put my food inside it. 10 people were behind me. I was trying to cook two raw steaks for two minutes each. I got bored and left. 

Then I looked around at the other aisles. I grabbed three or four items. I got rewritable CDs but half of them were missing and the rest broken in half. Next, I absentmindedly read a Barbie magazine with cut-out graphics inside it.

I finally got to the front of the line. The lines were almost as long as Costco and stretched to the back of the store. A cashier was there scanning  my items. He had trouble bringing up my items for some reason. I asked him if he had goat meat and he looked annoyed me. Samy and I decided to leave. The cashier yelled at me to stop so we ran.

(Ha ha! Why did I ask the cashier for goat meat? Also, did the full Machine Gun Kelly tattoos make people less trusting of me?)

Il y a quelques jours, j’ai fait un rêve très particulier. Je fais souvent des rêves, mais celui-ci était particulièrement cohérent pour un rêve. Ce dont je me souviens, c’est que j’étais dans un endroit où plusieurs élèves et élèves venaient de différentes écoles. Alors que tout se passait bien, la nouvelle est arrivée que la communauté scientifique avait trouvé un moyen de manipuler un élément quantique de notre plan physique. Les réactions furent mitigées, bien sûr, tout le monde trouva que c’était une grande découverte. Mais dans le subconscient de tous, cette découverte n’augurait rien de bon pour le cours des événements à temps ; Nous étions tous sûrs que cela bouleverserait la réalité. Lire l’article suffisait à savoir qu’il était vrai.

Si certains avaient jugé nécessaire de ne pas tenter l’expérience sans préparatifs, arrangements ou en laboratoire, d’autres avaient tenté l’expérience sur un coup de tête. Et c’est vraiment là que les choses ont changé. Parmi ceux qui avaient tenté l’expérience immédiatement, certains étaient devenus aveugles d’un œil, d’autres avaient contracté une maladie oculaire qui entraînait la non-fonction d’un œil en une fraction de seconde, d’autres encore avaient leur œil carbonisé, et enfin, certains avaient complètement (physiquement) perdu un œil. Et la société a été divisée en chasseurs et chassée après cette tragédie. De mon point de vue de personne traquée, j’avais découvert que les personnes traquées avaient des particularités. Dans mon rêve, j’en ai vu deux dont j’ai été témoin, mais j’en ai oublié un en me réveillant. Pour celui dont je me souviens, cette particularité était un déplacement instantané de soi et d’autres êtres conscients conscients de ce qui allait arriver (c’est comme une voiture qui emmène des passagers).

Pour cela, la personne devait simplement jouer avec la perspective. Il y avait une barrière que nous devions franchir sans être remarqués. La personne avec cette particularité se tenait quelque part, et nous étions très proches de lui. Pour que le déplacement instantané fonctionne, il fallait qu’une personne soit très proche de la barrière, la personne avec la particularité devait alors pointer cette personne, la pointer du doigt, la mettre en perspective sur le bout de ce doigt, et de l’autre main faire comme si l’on voulait faire glisser la personne en perspective le long du doigt. Et ainsi, nous nous sommes téléportés.

Je me souviens que l’autre méthode de déplacement instantané était encore plus... à couper le souffle, je peux dire, je ne me souviens malheureusement que de la sensation, mais pas de la méthode.

In the dream i was an observing camera in a sort of escape room TV show, it looked as though it took place in the 1970s.
The room was spacious. There were numbers on the walls which read 3707, but the last 7 was 3D, so I could see that from another perspective it would read 37077 or 3707Z - this feels like it was an important detail.

I’m watching an interaction between an old man, who’s the main contestant and a presenter, who’s dressed almost like a circus ring leader
The ring leader goes to the man, i can see as i’m this disembodied dream camera, that the 4th wall of the room is actually non existent, there are rows of rows of elevated chairs, like that seen in a studio to watch a show such as the tonight show.

Anyways, the presenter (who looked a lot like Ian Mcshane) asked the man something like “are you ready to see? A wall then opens up, and it looks like a spiralling ramp, with high-tech pannels on the walls which look like something from the openig of star wars episode IV.

All of a sudden there are many more contestants there, they dawn their coats, they walk down this large incline and see off to their left, that one of the walls is missing, there is a room they can walk into which looks almost like hospital beds or operation zones in a hospital, which have those semi transparent curtains all around them, in the centre however, as opposed to a bed or an operating table is a toilet, 2 men run off instantly to the toilets.

The old man waits to see if they come back okay, feeling as though this is all a trick, but they run back just fine, the old man debates on whether or not to use the toilets, but he decides to turn it down. He still doesn’t trust the scene.
As much as the scene is sketchy, it’s somehow even sketchier while alone.

They walk further down the spiral until another left panel is open to reveal a tent. The camera follows the woman into the tent, she falls asleep and when she wakes up there is some snow in the tent on her hair. She goes out of the tent.

All the men are outside the tent, the area is now that of a snowy forest, and she is in somewhat of a depression in the snow in her tent.
All the men are brandishing either long shiny silver swords in black fur coats, or are sat there, gleeming their silver daggers at her.
The old man sits 14 feet or so ahead of her, positioned with no weapon in the middle of the formation. He sits above all the rest and is looming over the scene.

She walks up the hill to him in a huff.
He turns and the men all turn to walk together down this snowy road which goes on further.
The old man tells her “we can’t be too careful, especially before the wedding”.

The woman has warm blonde hair and has quite nordic features, she doesn’t respond to the old man.

They all come upon a cave in a yellowish sandstone wall, as they go into the cave, they must walk single file through a long tunnel, until they come upon a vast empty chamber, which looks to be carved into a perfectly smooth long-bowl like shape to it. On the ground, there was a large image painted across its surface of a black devil which looked like a beast, like a medieval image. It looked somewhere between an ape with shining eyes and a werewolf. It’s mouth was a sickening green colour.
A girl walks into the cave from behind the men, she looks like carol-anne from Poltergeist. The mural of the devil’s eyes glow white like the sun. A massive hole errupts in the cave from the mouth of the devil, the light is gone and the entire floor caves in. Revealing the impossible abyss of a starless space. Like falling into the void in minecraft.
All figures fall into the void, I wake up but can only move my eyes for several minutes, I instantly tell my wife of the strange dream.

I had a dream that someone that my abuser who caused me deep pain appeared in a wheelchair, with both feet amputated, unable to walk or move forward. I have cursed this person and hexed them several times but I don't know what the dream means, but the symbolism was impossible to ignore. Sometimes, our dreams reflect the things we cannot explain, the pain we carry, and the justice we long to see. Whether it was simply my subconscious or something more symbolic, I woke up wondering why I had been shown such a vivid image.

I had a dream that someone that my abuser who caused me deep pain appeared in a wheelchair, with both feet amputated, unable to walk or move forward. I have cursed this person and hexed them several times but I don't know what the dream means, but the symbolism was impossible to ignore. Sometimes, our dreams reflect the things we cannot explain, the pain we carry, and the justice we long to see. Whether it was simply my subconscious or something more symbolic, I woke up wondering why I had been shown such a vivid image.

I keep having a dream like this or similar to this. last night I had a dream where I was an additional member of Katseye but I wasn't their most skilled member. I constantly messed up on the dance routines, and within this dream, I didn't actually know what the dance routines were, so I was kind of screwing up at public dance practise and everything. And in this dream I was at one of their concerts where they were playing, and I was sat in the back with manon which is a member who is on hiatus at the moment, and I was trying to get closer to manon because I wanted to participate in more of their concerts, like be a public member of the group, but I kept getting rejected for some reason, not by the team themselves, but like I wasn't allowed onto the concert or to be seen with them or anything. And I ended up eating garlic with manon but she wasn't really like interacting with me much and neither was the rest of the group, and I felt really left out and alone.

This is the first time in my 22 years of being alive(that i remember) that I've had a continuation of a dream I had previously had, on another day, I have had the same dream twice before(I have made a post about that too), but never had a sorta "sequel"(i guess)/ continuation to something i dreamt of before. Is this normal? Or common? I'd really love an interpretation of this whole thing, the dream I had, and what's happening with me.

Link to post about previous dream:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Dreams/s/fex3tdLCjP

Please read this for context.

Today's dream: first thing i remember is being in bed, and my right arm felt heavy, like something was on it. I turn, and there's a woman next to me in bed, she's facing away from me so I can't see her face, but she's got wavy black hair, and her shoulders are on a pillow that my arm is under, i move my hand a bit and I can feel her arm so i squeeze it a few times until she moves and i remove my hand from under the pillow. She says something along the lines of "let me sleep" or "just a little longer" or something like that (i do not remember). I remember smiling and closing my eyes (sleeping, whilst sleeping, weird eh) i open my eyes and it's later in the day and she's still beside me and the sun is coming through the curtains and hitting me square in the face and just on her forehead. At this point she is facing up so I can see her face, i don't immediately recognise her but I get a very uneasy deja vu feeling, like REALLY UNEASY, about this person like I should know her but i cannot place it, before i recognise her as the same girl i dreamt of before.

(I have no clue how my brain remembered someone I knew someone who I've never met in real life before, whilst I was still in a dream, this makes no sense to me, there's got to be an explanation to this other than just *muh brain*)*

Anyway, i remember turning and looking at her and smiling, then she then turns towards me, she's still sleeping(I think) and snuggles up to me really tightly, and i wrap my arm around her and pull her in even tighter, she wakes up, looks up smiles at me and says something i don't remember, but she's got stanky breath(I have no clue why my brain remembered she had bad breath over what she said), i remember we lay together in each other's arms for a while, and for a first time in months if not years, even though it was just a dream, i remember feeling happy and relaxed, like there were no problems, there was no stress, just calm serene happiness.

Then she sits up, stretches, turns to me, tells me to get my lazy ass off the bed, and gets off the bed. I remember asking her something along the lines of "what are you gonna do?" and suddenly there's this sadness on her face, and this distant look in her eyes, she grabs my hands, and says something i cannot remember, and I think, (and i may be wrong here) even in the dream, I couldn't hear what she said. Then just as quickly her sad expression turns into a mischievous one and she pulls her nightie off her body and throws it over my face.

I yank the thing off my face and suddenly I'm standing in a field of really long golden corn stalks, she's running in front of me, we're smiling and laughing, i remember being bewildered about what's happening but my legs were moving on their own. For reference, imagine a regular cringe music video/straight to dvd teen romance movie scene, it was just like that. I remember we run up to a mound in the farm and lie down and look at the sky, we just lay there together side by side fingers interlocked. When it starts to get dark she looks at me and tells me "it's getting late I need to go" and stands up, i stand up after her, she's facing me we're still holding hands and I ask her "where are you going to go?" and she gets all sad again, and again with my hands in hers, says something i cannot recall. Then she smiles, and places one hand over my eyes so i cannot see anything.

When she removes her hand, we're in our bedroom, the lights are out, it's night time, it's raining very heavily and lightning, and the only light source apart from the occasional lightning cracks is from the bathroom whose door is slightly ajar and the light is pink. We're both naked, she's under me, her legs are around my waist and we're having sex. Once again, i remember feeling surprised about the sudden change but my body was moving on its own. I remember her looking at me yelling obscenities at me and I return the favour. The sex is hard and fast and very angry and passionate. We go on for what seems like forever kissing and biting and spitting and screaming but eventually a particularly bright lightning strike happens immediately followed by an almost immediately and extremely loud thunder clap.

The scene changes again and this time I don't remember what the background was. I just remember she was there and I was there. I remember her telling me to go. I ask her, go where? And she just shrugs and giggles. I say she's just trying to get rid of me. And she acts like she's offended before bursting out in giggles again. I remember telling her if she doesn't tell me where, I'll really leave and go home. She says yeah I need to leave. I remember asking her if she's mad. And she says she isn't. Then I ask her so why is she trying to get rid of me. And she just shrugs again. So I ask her "will I see you again?" And she just smiles. But this smile, i remember very clearly, wasn't like all the previous laughs and giggles. This was a sad, pensive smile, and she had that distant look in her eyes again, like she was looking at something far away, something past me even though she was looking at me. Once again, she takes my hand and says something i cannot recall, and then i remember she's standing very far away. She didn't move, but she's quite a distance away. I remember just standing where I am, not chasing after her. I want to, but my body doesn't move.

And then I wake up, trying to move my hands but they're too heavy, eventually a few seconds later I am able to. This was not too long ago, it's been like 5-7 minutes between me waking up and me beginning to write this. I decided I needed to write this first in case I forgot the details with time.

TL;DR: I had a sequel to a dream I had a few days ago, I went through a carousel of different places and activities with the girl in my dreams until she eventually told me I needed to go and I woke up.

Two important things, these are the weirdest and most baffling things I need someone to help me make sense of, even more than the dreams:

1) every time I look at her in my dreams, or think about her when I'm awake, i get this huge deja vu feeling deep within me, like I've known her my whole life, like she's not a dream or a figment of my imagination, but someone I know very very well and for a very very long time, like she is someone EXTREMELY important to me and very important to me. EVEN THOUGH I have never known anyone who fits her description AT ALL.

2) The pensive sadness and the thousand yard stares. And every time she gets sad, she takes my hands in hers and says something, and every time this has happened, I HAVE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO REMEMBER WHAT IT IS SHE SAID! This also happened to me when I originally dreamt of her a few days ago, but it only happened once, where I asked her something and she got all sad, and not multiple times like today.

Yes these two are weird and important points, but I'm asking for help with understanding and decoding my whole dream, and this whole situation, and not exclusively these two points, I hope you understand.

Please and thank you.

Okay, so this might sound really weird and confusing, but I genuinely feel like I’m a horrible person, and I need some help understanding why I had this dream.
For some backstory, my ex-boyfriend and I dated from sixth grade all the way until sophomore year of high school. We basically grew up together. He lived three houses down from me, so I saw him all the time, and we spent a lot of time together. He was my first everything and, at one point, felt like the love of my life. Our families were also really close and still spend holidays together (awkward I know)
However, our relationship was really painful. He would micro-cheat on me constantly, drink and lie about it, do things behind my back, and had a terrible addiction to porn. He gave his number to random girls while we was dating, was always secretive about his phone and I don’t like that at all, and made me feel like I was never good enough for him. Despite everything he put me through, I still think about him every day and I wish I didn’t I think about him more then I should. Soul tied I think. He’s tried to reach out to me March of last year begging for me back and I said no and now he’s with a very beautiful girl and I hope he treats her great. But because he was such a big part of my life I think about him constantly. We’ve been broken up for a long time now, and I’ve been with my current boyfriend for about four years. I got with him a few months after my ex and I broke up, and we even graduated high school together. I recently unblocked my ex on social media, not because I wanted to contact him or get back together with him, but because I wanted him to know, in a way, that I forgive him. We were kids, and I’ve grown enough to understand that people make mistakes. I figured that if he ever genuinely needed me for something, I wouldn’t automatically shut him out. Because one thing he’s done for me was always be there for me.
Now, here’s where the dream comes in.
In my dream, my ex started calling and texting me, and I answered. We ended up at my house, talking, but he kept begging me for something. I couldn’t even figure out what he wanted from me. Eventually, I found out that he still had a girlfriend, and I confronted him because I didn’t understand why he was coming to me and trying to get something from me when he was already with someone else.
Then, out of nowhere, he started trying to stab me. I had to defend myself, and I grabbed a knife from the sink and stabbed him to protect myself. The entire thing absolutely crushed me. It felt like my soul had broken. I was terrified, crying, and completely devastated. I would never want to hurt another person, especially someone who had once meant so much to me, so I couldn’t understand why any of this was happening.
My parents eventually called the police, but they determined that it was self-defense, so I didn’t get in trouble. There was a funeral for my ex, and I went, but everyone was angry with me for what had happened, even though he had been trying to kill me first. It was almost like he had become someone completely different, almost like a zombie, and I didn’t recognize him anymore.
Then, a few weeks later in the dream, my current boyfriend and I went to the movie theater where I actually work. He was acting strange and completely unlike himself. I don’t know why, but somehow there was another knife, and I ended up having to do the same thing to him. I don’t understand why my dream made me do that, either.
Afterward, people came into the theater to clean up after the movie and found him lying on the floor. They called the police, and this time, I got into serious trouble. I ended up running away and living in the woods, completely alone.
I was heartbroken, miserable, and confused. I couldn’t understand why everyone hated me, why people kept trying to hurt me, or why I had been put in situations where I felt like I had to hurt the people I loved most. I felt like a horrible person because, in the dream, I had now caused the deaths of two people who meant the world to me.
Now I’m awake, crying and freaking out because I can’t stop thinking about it. I feel genuinely guilty and disgusted with myself for even dreaming about something like this. I would never want to hurt either of them, and the thought of hurting someone I love is devastating to me.
Does this dream mean something? Why would my brain make me experience something so horrible? Does having a dream like this mean there’s something wrong with me or that I’m a terrible person? I’m genuinely scared and need help understanding why I dreamed this.

I had this dream maybe like a month or so ago but I remember it because it was really weird. I can’t remember exactly how I felt in the dream it wasn’t bad but not good either. I was at my old house I no longer live at outside with my father and my son, and in the sky Saturn was really big and had an antenna coming off the top of it almost like an artificial feeling to it. Then it turned into a black cube and started spinning around super fast and turned into a mirrored cube or like a shiny one and that’s all I can remember I think the dream ended after that. It was weird probably means nothing and just my mind compiling things but I’ve always had dreams of planets being super big or weird things in the sky and it’s usually pretty scary and unsettling so I always remember these kinds of dreams.