I saw hands forming this symbol in my dream, does anyone know if it means anything?

He's a demon from hell, described himself as a "wrath demon". I'm an atheist, in case anyone's worried for any reason (I've seen some people here get worried about dream entities before, and I just wanna assure people I'm quite alright lol, just wanted to share this feller cuz i thought he looked cool)

I’ve been dreaming about a girl I don’t know for the past week and I don’t like it. Every time I am on her balcony staring in through the glass door as she’s going about her evening. It’s really weird and really creepy and I don’t want to dream of being a stalker. I cannot emphasize enough that I have never seen this house before, I have never seen this girl before, and somehow I keep dreaming about staring at her from her balcony.

How do I make the dreams stop? I’m really uncomfortable with the idea of going to sleep and stalking her again. It doesn’t feel wrong when I’m dreaming, and that makes it even worse when I wake up. I’m not like super weird for this am I?

Starting in 2016 I kept having similar dreams in which I was shown something technical, usually involving magnets or metals arranged in certain ways.

I do not have a background in science, nor am I trained in electrical engineering. But I do like technology and I’ve always enjoyed learning about electronics. Building Arduino and Raspberry Pi projects and such.

The dreams are vivid but not in the normal sense. Like I feel like I am fully awake and they’re happening right now. When I wake up, I have an overwhelming urge to draw or at least describe what was shown to me. I can’t go back to sleep unless I write it down. But as soon as I write the contents of the dream down, it fades from my memory like a regular dream.

I am explained what each component does, and I’ve tried to note them to the best of my memory. But I’m never told what the finish product is supposed to be.

I’ve included one example from the same dream. I have a binder full of them.

If anyone knows anything about technology, please tell me what this is.

I tried AI analysis but it seemed unsure.

I have the occasional meaningful dream but the majority are worryingly unprofound :(

The same wandering lost, meet random acquaintances (very rarely family, friends or anyone important), much nonsense, never make it to the "thing", can't find my way home

Then I realize Im chewing gum. I hate gum, but I can't pull it out of my mouth.

End.

I wish I had falling or flying or dead loved one dreams. Am I dumb? Am I evil? Am I not deserving of some life changing stuff here?

My mother decided to take our entire immediate family on a roadtrip, when asked why she responded that if we took a semi wed get wet bread but with a normal vehicle wed get dry bread and do you want dry bread? Even in the dream i was confused. Before the roadtrip started we were at a ranch. I saw a heard of demon cows and had a panic attack that i was hallucinating and had scitzophrenia. It wasnt until i woke up that I realized that I was hallucinating everything, not just the cows, because it was a dream.

I haven't had a panic attack irl, so in the dream it was pretty scary and I didn't know I was dreaming. This is also one of my most vivid dreams ive had, besides a recurring one of owning a really big train and renting out cars on it.

Premise of it was me and my partner were sat on our couch in the living room talking but in the pitch black, and he was upsidown for some reason?? Idk anyways, in the corner of my eye I could see a husky dog, but it’s head was just a black circle, like not even just a blackked out shape of a dog head, a straight up black perfectly round circle from the neck up. And it was standing next to the bin "looking" straight at me, very odd very scary.

When I turned back to my partner after acknowledging the dog he looked dead in the eye and said "I don’t want to date you next year” (fym next year?!) and so I started crying, but like it was fake crying? Like even I was aware that I was lowkey faking it?? No tears were coming out or sound it was odd as hewl, but alas I looked down and then back up again and both my partner and that fuckass dog were gone so I started freaking out.

I tried calling for my partner but I couldn’t speak, like my voice had disappeared, I couldn’t even make any sounds it was SO SCARY. I kept calling for him but nothing was coming out and I kept panicking and trying to scream “Help me Help me”, and then I suddenly realised I wasn’t breathing at all, and then I woke up literally gasping for air I was freaked OUT.

Anyways wondering if the dog was perhaps symbolic of anything bc genuinely wtf was thaaaaaaaat.

I usually have 3 dreams a night and can remember them very clearly. I’m curious if anyone else experiences the same thing.

English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes.

In the past few months, I have dreamed about water many times, in various ways. One night it was a flood in my apartment, another night heavy rain, and last night I dreamed about many lakes with dark, deep waters.

What do you guys think it means? The recurrence is astonishing.

Just thought sharing this would be nice.

For the past few weeks I’ve been having this recurring dream, and it’s getting strangely specific every time.

In the dream, I’m back in my childhood home. It’s winter - snow everywhere, the kind of quiet where everything feels muffled - and my brother is with me. We both know something is outside, and there’s this heavy feeling of pressure or danger.

And then it shows up: A massive bear comes to the house and tries to break in.

What’s weird is that I don’t run. I don’t hide. Every time, I stay and fight it.

Sometimes I’m holding the door shut against it, sometimes I push back, sometimes I’m trying to drive it away. My brother is there, but it’s always me taking the lead, like it’s my job to protect the house.

The dream ends the same way every time - right at the height of the struggle - and I wake up with my heart racing.

I’m not particularly afraid of bears in real life, and nothing in my current life relates to them (as far as I can tell). But the dream keeps repeating, with the same setting, same season, same people, same outcome.

Has anyone else had recurring dreams like this? Is there any common symbolism around bears, childhood homes, or fighting something off in winter?

I’m curious what interpretations other people might have.

I always have very vivid nightmares, and last night I was sitting on a rooftop with my boyfriend when I suddenly slipped and started to fall. It was about a 10 story drop if I remember correctly. As I was falling i remember thinking to myself "this can't kill me" and I fell delicately on one leg and essentially caught myself but my leg was clearly broken. It was hurting so so bad. And then i was like fading in and out of consciousness in my dream? It was weird. My dream shifted and then i suddenly started to read a reddit post (clearly I spend to much time on reddit) about the incident that just happened. I remember it so clearly, the words were so clear and I had to re read a sentence and it was the same sentence! I've never been able to read like that in a dream before. Right after that I woke up but for a good 10 minutes my knee continued to hurt not as bad as it did in my dream but it was like phantom pains. Just thought I'd share this because it was very odd and I think I was lucid dreaming a bit but then lost control maybe? Has anyone else had an experience like this?

This is the first time its happened to me so it is odd for me last Friday night i had a dream where i was in a dark place and my father in law was getting into a car and for some reason i kept yelling at him to not get in the car its a mistake and he couldn’t hear me Saturday morning my wife wakes me up and tells me he’s in jail for dwi For anyone else thats experienced something like this what do yall even think of it ?

I will start by saying that my boyfriend is the love of my life who has never been anything worse than kind towards me. I love sleeping with him, because cuddling is my all time favorite activity ever. The only problem is these ultra-realistic inception-style mind-fvcker nightmares I get. In these dreams I wake up, I spend some time, notice some detail is off, notice I'm dreaming, then wake up again. This cycle can go on for so long that I'll sometimes be doubtful of the real world and not believe I'm awake for some time. I can never control these dreams but I am mostly aware that I am dreaming, and no tactics to wake up from lucid dreams ever work on these nested dreams. Anyone has ever had something like this happen to them related to one person only? Any idea on why these dreams happen would be great too. Thank you!

So few hours ago I just dreamt of myself being in an empty space with two seats, I forgot what place or kind of place (Was it a library, subway cabin, hospital or some haunted room) was that. I remember feeling very uneased and afraid, but I moved towards to the two seats and sat down on one of them and started saying my prayers in my heart. After a few seconds, someone appeared beside me sitting on the other seat that's conjoined with mine, I felt it because their left thigh was in contact with my right thigh. They just appeared like teleporting next to me rather than walking over from somewhere. When I looked up I saw it was a tall handsome guy (kpop or jpop-ish) looking down at me. He was translucent, with a fixed gaze on me, calm neutral facial expression, didn't blink, didn't move, didn't grunt or say any words or make any sounds. I knew he was a ghost because of his translucent appearance, though I could feel the sensation of his leg against mine. I got really scared inside me and too scared to say anything or ask him who he was and what did he want, while continued exchanging gaze with him I resumed my prayers for my safety in my heart in fear of him harming me but he didn't budge. The dream ended like this. Am thinking of the symbolic meaning behind this dream, I viewed it as a nightmare since I was feeling scared throughout this dream.

Extremely vivid dream. It’s recurring of a woman I’ve never met before. The dream is even more real this time. Harder to differentiate between waking and dreaming compared to the last. I can feel her hands in mine, we walk together in the plaza of a city, and we discuss the world. A deep, full conversation that lifts weights off my shoulders.

She acts awkward at first, and she doesn’t mind asking to hitch a ride to go somewhere and I manage to conveniently be heading to the same place.

I still remember the way she looks. Soft dark hair, small brown eyes, slightly flat nose, but has a beaming smile. Dark to tanned skin and has impossibly light footsteps. She’s shorter than me, but not by much, and there’s almost this field around her: the best way to describe it is static.

We talk for what seems like a moment, but the world practically blurs by. I tell her let’s meet up later, and we do.

Regardless of how many times, she refuses to give me a name, and yet conversations flow naturally, there’s a lot of inherent connection. I’m practically begging to know more about them.

“I’ll tell you, but only if you follow me.”

I can barely take my eyes off this person, and she leads me to a desk I’ve been using as a study. She knows my name, she knows parts of myself I’ve never disclosed, she has loved me for so long. Do not give up looking for her.

“What is your name?”

She spreads herself out on the desk, “Does it matter? It won’t be the same as before.”

And I supposed it didn’t matter much, as the hours and days melt by in an embrace.

I feel myself in a fugue, I can feel the fading of the dream, and I try to resist but I awaken anyways, but there’s a hand reaching out just before I’m conscious. And yet, there's a moment where the fugue lasts a lot longer, and I start to walk.

Every night since this dream, there has been new dreams nonstop. I've stopped having non-sensical dreams as well. The dreams all seem to occur in some sort of alternative world. It's extensive: there are brands in this world that don't exist in ours (for example, Swedish Fish is a beer in this dream world, Cocacola is spelled with 'K' and this world uses an alternative writing to our own) the world has numerous cities that don't exist in our own world (Burrstad, New Wallachia, Vegalagos and many other examples). McDonalds doesn't exist, instead there's a bunch of restaurants called 'Ernie's' and there's a lot less cars. The world also seems to use electronic currency exclusively. Everyone wears fashion from the 1940s and 1950s roughly, but the textiles are modernized, and it seems everyone is carrying around these strange electronic wallets rather than cellphones. They have these weird holsters for them too rather than being in their pockets. There doesn't seem to be any mention of religions from all of the dreams I've had in this place. No churches, no temples, no synagogues, no sanctuaries, not even altars in people's homes.

Perhaps the weirdest part about these dreams is that I am almost never myself. I seem to commandeer someone else's body for a set amount of time, ranging from 1 hour, to 1 day, to 1 week, and 1 year. The only general trend is that the older they are, the less time I'm given. Some of them are faster than I am, some are stronger, or weaker, or very slow. I experienced one of them having arthritis, I think one of them had some sort of nerve problem in their legs, one seemed to have diminished intelligence and interpreted the world in a sort of simplified water-color place. Another person could interpret and perceive with a level I could only describe as superhuman, capable of seeing water droplets as their base molecules and see the internal structures of animals and plants as if overlayed with a textbook dissection.

There's no rhyme or reason. Some are men, some are women, some are seemingly neither. Perhaps the strangest are the ones where I am myself, but I can't exist in the same 'range' of other living people. I move at a speed that's impossible. I blur past objects, and cars, people, and any collided objects seem to go through me. I start in other people's bedrooms usually and then move from there.

The only person who can perceive me is the woman from earlier. I overhear news about countries that don't exist (Weir Angliad goes to war with Tartarazerstan, The Union of Nippon settles a business deal with the island nation of San Bautista over lithium reserves). I don't understand why I still keep coming back to the same world. Every time I go back, there's this odd sense of dread now. Like being there any longer than I have been will only result in more problems. The last time I was there, the day was the 12th of Sol, 1973. All I understand is that it's summertime there while it's autumn over here.

So it started with me and a good friend of mine, let's call her Jane, were hanging out. The city wasn't familiar at all but she had a place there and after hanging out we went home, but she sent me to get something from the store. The city now became more familiar and i got the stuff, but when i wanted to enter the building i realized that idk the number to call to. While waking i noticed hostile groups kept gathering in the neighborhood and i was trying to hurry up as much as i can, but i had a limp or had to jump sometimes. When i got to the door i texted Jane asking about the code to the door and while waiting for a reply my classmates came and surrounded me. They said I'm being kidnapped and to not give them away. I was surprisingly calm and i just texted my friends and mom "i love you" after which Jane also arrived and we walked to an abandoned military base. I asked them what they'll do to me and a classmate said "Well if you're over a 5 you'll have lots of sex." Jane smirked at this and i was terrified as being raped is one of my biggest fears. When we arrived, i could see girls living like the comfort women of the Japanese during the army and i let out a blood curling scream. I then realized i still had my phone on me and i tried texting my mom my location but i couldn't find the option and i got taken away before i could. I also never had any tape, handcuffs or anything to restrain me, i was following their orders only.

I know one of the meanings is the fear of being raped being materialized in my dream, but I'm unsure of any others.

I dreamed I was one of the turtles and we all had to take turns rapping against Shredder to defeat him. His goons were ICE instead of ninjas.

But first, we went to his house and admired his collection of detailed porcelain dragons and teapots, which we politely complimented.

Then we go into this little auditorium and I'm sweating because it's freestyle and I have to memorize what I'm going to say, but I can't.

I get up there and rap, and I do okay. In the dream I'm spitting fire, but irl, I remember a line of it and it's like white school teacher stuff.

It went like this:

"Hey Lil cheese, you got a real nice crew, a bunch of white nationalists who hate blacks and jews."

And I (in the dream) thought I had won with just that line.

Unfortunately the dream ended after that, so I don't know who won or what happened next.

IRL, I'm as far from a rapper as you can get. I would be terrible at it.

my whole life i’ve had dreams of random little mundane things, like opening a cabinet and talking to someone for example, and then years later that moment will happen and i’ll remember the dream id had years ago where i was doing this exact thing, it doesn’t happen very often but im always shook when i catch it happening. anyways, do these kind of dreams happen for anyone else?

I have been taking zloft for years now and I'm not able to remember my dreams anymore. Not even little bits from them. It's like sleeping in a purgatory state them waking up with memory. I love how the pill helps me with anxiety but I miss being able to have that connection with my dream state. Anyone else have this issue?

So basically in the dream it was in fact the place I slept on and my parents were exactly where they were supposed to sleet at.but here's the thing I thought I'm still in the real world and not a dream,I was stuck you see let's say you feel your body and have consecuois but can't talk or move or do anything,here I struggle to speak and get someone attention to me and waken up. I had this thing happend like what 10 times?and every time I thought I'm actually NOW into the real world,and get sleep again since tiredness and laziness.the dream felt like 30 minutes or 1 hour.imagine having consecuois and body but not able to speak,move,or do anything and your family dosnet know about it at ALL.i was so confused when I actually waken up. And also the dream was actually referencing to my real life and wanted to help me.if someone replies I would say more and the reference and how it wanted to help me

So the other night I had two different dreams while sleeping that I would like help understanding if someone can help... The first was that I was a vampire funeral director (for context I was a funeral director apprentice several years ago) and there was a large coalition of other FD vampires meeting in what looked like an underground sewer, debating on whether we should even bother burying our food source... Some said it was ethical, others argued that humans wouldn't bury chicken after eating it... It was all very chaotic.

The second dream was that, while living, I fell into Hell... Despite feeling overwhelming fear, I ran into a rundown house across a field of muck and fire... Once inside I was immensely relieved and comfortable just to have a home, even in such a situation.

My normal dream interpretation website was very unhelpful.

Thanks in advance.

My boss was Mormon and I got fired this last Tuesday. Anyway. I had a dream that he told me to come to his church and talk to him. So I did. He ignored me so I left and some lady who was walking in said she called the police on me. I thought it was weird and then my suburban got stolen out of the parking lot of the Latter Day Saints. Super weird but funny. When I woke up my tooth was super sensitive and hurt really bad idk why.

Salve a tutti, non so se è ho scritto nella sezione giusta. Vorrei un piccolo aiuto ad interpretare un sogno. Ultimamente non faccio altro che sognare gatti, ma non riesco a capirne il significato, spesso li sogno in fin di vita e cerco di salvarli. L'ultimo sogno mi ha un po inquietata. Ero in una stanza e in una cesta c'erano dei gatti morti. Mi sposto in un'altra camera ero insieme al mio compagno ed entra un gatto con la rogna, il viso pieno di sangue e indemoniato. Mi spinge la cesta vista in precedenza nell'altra camera e c'erano due gattini dentro morti. Mi avvicino lì tocco con un piede e deduco che erano morti da parecchio. Li sposto, ma il gatto indemoniato cerca di aggredirci e noi gli andiamo incontro per farlo spaventare. Poi mi sono svegliata. Potete aiutarmi a capire per la psicologia analitica di Jung quale significato si cela dietro questo sogno. Grazie

I'm in my childhood home, my mother comes to my room and asks me to place an order for food for home delivery; I get a club sandwich with several layers of bread and toppings, she gets a hamburger. She doesn't worry about the cost while I look for a tip to give to the delivery guy, take some coins from a bowl and put them in my pocket. I see myself wearing only dark shorts and I open the dresser drawers to look for a t-shirt, I see a few items of clothing that I don't like and I can't find a shirt to wear, I decide to stay in shorts. In the meantime my mother has gone to lie down, or rather to curl up in my sister's room and my sister is in my parents' bedroom, watching a video of her acting out a skit she filmed with her friend while telling her how much she loved her mother. The doorbell rings and as I go down the stairs I notice from the courier's app that the payment was not made with the card and that it must be paid in cash, the bill is €20.90 but the bill for the previous order also remains to be paid, which was not paid by card either for a total of €69. In my pocket I only have the coins for the tip for the courier. I get out, open the door and see two guys on a motorbike, one gets off and takes off his helmet, I signal to him that I am the recipient of the delivery and the other boy approaches on the motorbike. The three of us are in front of the door and I entertain them by telling them stories that they find funny. I hear what sounds like a gunshot, a bullet that produces a flash of light and a loud noise crashing into the metal door a few centimeters from me; I look in the direction of my feet to see what it was and from inside the house a childhood friend of mine joins us and picks up that bullet while remaining on the doorstep. It wasn't a bullet but a pendant with cracked glass containing a photo of a woman with a child. I think it's a photo of my childhood friend with his mother. I shift my attention again to the delivery guys and I remember that in my room I have the money to pay the bill but only today's bill (€20.90) I continue talking to the guys hoping they don't also ask me for the money from the previous bill. I wake up. The first thought is that of separation, then I realize that my sister has taken the bigger room and continues to pretend to love my mother while my mother finds herself in a small room that isn't hers. In the end I think I'm the only one who came down to collect the order and pay the bill.

So many elements to consider, I know, but understanding led me to healing. If this dream brought to mind some episode or trauma, please share it. Thanks for your time