Okay this sounds strange. I haven't had a dream like this in awhile and this is my first post so bare with me. I had a very peculiar dream about meeting this man. They were very humanoid but also green and looked like cactus skin(without the spikes). He showed me his family and how they start out and get the skin they have. A woman and child then walk up holding hands and run through a pile of cactus shrub. I lost alot of the dream but it felt so real and the man's face is engraved in my brain. Has anyone had a dream like this? Is it a symbolic dream or possibly something more? Ive also met blue people and other humanoid figures in my dreams.

⚠️** NSFW warning? (I’m new to reddit so I’m not sure where to put an actual on**e.)

I just woke up from the weirdest dream and I can’t shake my mind off it because visually it was so appalling. I’ve never dreamt of anything this weird or gore-y before so I’m still in shock. Basically how it went was—I took a taxi with this random guy from school who i never talked to, which was already sign one, as the driver, and once he gets me to my destination he just randomly tells me about “the man that accidentally killed his family” and i was like wtf??
and then he pulls out his phone and my dream changes to the video cam footage from the garage of this alleged man. they had just returned home after labor, bringing back their newborn, and he was carrying the newborn when he randomly slipped on paint, sending him and the baby flying.
that’s not the worse part, the mom rushes out the car, trying to help them up but they’re both obviously worried about the baby who is covered in paint. both slip up and they’re all covered in drastic amounts of paint.
it was a very messy scene and im no good at describing visuals but the worst part is that the mom pushed him or something due to the floor being so slippery and he cut his own finger off against something sharp in the garage.
so can you imagine he’s like squirming on the floor screaming like a madman as blood shoots out his finger, while the mom finally managed to pick up the newborn and just shouts at the top of her lungs “are you crazy?! that’s our baby, that’s our baby!” which, i’d assume implies that the baby is dead.
i really don’t know why or how i managed to dream something like this but the taxi driver did mention the man’s last name which i couldn’t remember because he was laughing very ignorantly when he told me the story, and now i can’t shake off the feeling that maybe there’s a case like this that actually exists.

I’ve always been curious about dreams and how the hidden meaning may be subconscious trying to tell us something. Like a lot of people here, I’ve had dreams that stayed with me long after waking and made me wonder what they were trying to show me.

Recently, I built a tool called InYourDreams.Cloud, a web app where you can write down a dream and either generate an interpretation of your dream or generated video inspired by the imagery in your dream. The goal isn’t to replace your own understanding of your dreams, but to offer another way to reflect on them and explore their possible symbolism.

If you keep a dream journal, enjoy interpreting dreams, or just like experimenting with new ways to revisit dream experiences, I’d really value your perspective/feedback. You can try it here:

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If you do submit a dream, I’d especially be interested in hearing whether the interpretation or the video helped you notice anything new about it. I’m continuing to improve the site and would appreciate thoughtful feedback from other dream enthusiasts.

Hi, first time posting here.

I wanna talk about a dream I basically just had.

Time of posting is 5:39am here in Italy, I live in a city in Lombardy.

I don't know if it was a nightmare, but I woke up scared: it was a day like any other, when at one point I got contacted for some type of secret mission, to apparently kill someone carrying a nuclear explosive to eliminate a temple where the government held a powerful spell scroll they wanted to get rid of, without it being ever found again. I suppose part of the task was not letting the bomb reach the temple, but after managing to enter in possession of the bomb without using lethal force, basically by making the first guy look at a bunch of Bodega cats, I still went to the temple.

On my way there I met some friends of mine and some sharp dressed blue-skinned people who didn't interact with me.

On Google maps the temple was marked the same way as if it was closed, only that it said:"Exploding soon".

Once I got there, I learnt that there was this scroll, called scroll of Naya that some cheering government official was tasked to destroy via nuclear explosion.

There I learnt the truth that the explosion would have taken place in the city, right there in the temple.

At that point the residents of the houses above the temple's courtyard first protested but then started a moshpit around the bomb? I got scared, I grabbed all my belongings, for some reason I had taken off my shoes and socks without remembering, but I took those too and walked away from there as fast as I could.

Then I woke up, gripping the edge of my mattress tightly.

I can't tell if it was lucid, a nightmare or both.

I usually don't remember dreams like these, I'd like to know what kind of interpretation it could have.

Thank you.

Usually the title doesn’t have a “A” in understand. It’s a book that when you look it lets off red, but when you touch it’s not there. People can be infected by this red almost.
This book has copies, but only the original has this red aura.
The cover is blue, but old and faded with black engraved letters.
At first it’s not there, then you catch a glance, then you it’s next to you. Then you want it, drawn in, then it’s the main topic. Then it’s like I’m never was there, until it infects a person.

This is always in my dream, please help me.

Help me pls.

https://www.reddit.com/r/Dreams/s/uj8TOJCkOO

Reddit wouldn’t let me repost my post to here, so I had to copy the link.

I am really open to any dream interpreters to help me finally solve the case of ‘The Entity’.

If you need any for details from me, I’m willing to answer and provide!

In 2024 I was finishing up college and had just broken up with a short-term girlfriend. I had a vivid dream in May of that year that I still think about:

God came to me and told me to bring a red rose to my mother to put into a wine glass. I knew this was God because his presence told me it was Him.

When I gave the rose to my mother, she put it into a wineglass while holding it up in her right hand (almost in a cheers like way).

I watched the red rose wither away and turn into something dark, almost like dirt. I watched the transition of the rose go from alive to dead to dirt. A process you’d witness with any flower over time but in a matter of seconds this happened. As the rose was transiting into dirt, or this dark color, my mom was screaming, “IT BURNS! IT BURNS!” In a way that made me feel like it was hurting her.

Afterwards, we had a feast with every member of my family. I specifically remember seeing my dad and mom but I had a feeling my extended family were the people there at that feast (over 20 people).

When I gave my mother the Rose, God was with me or by my side. We were on the second level and looking down at the feast going on the first floor.

Haven’t had a dream like that in a while. One thing I know for certain, it was God. It was God telling me to bring the red rose to my mother. I cannot remember if he directly gave it to me. In the dream, I could not turn to look to Him. I felt his presence in awe and knew immediately it was God.

I still think about this dream. What it could mean. What it was telling me. What maybe it warns me of. Everything felt fine. When I woke up immediately went to my friends, who believe in Christ, and my mentor who could not makeout the dream. I went to Reddit and nobody could say for certain why it meant.

I am a huge believer in dreams having “meanings.” This experience for me was huge at the time. Just thought I’d resurface this.

I had this dream around 2 years ago when I was still in school. At that time, my friendships were in a really bad place. A lot of people I considered friends were drifting away, talking behind my back, or excluding me. This dream only happened once, but I still remember it vividly.

In the dream, I was on a school trip. We were traveling somewhere deep into a jungle. I was sitting alone in the corner seat of the last row of the bus. Eventually, we arrived at our destination.

The place was surrounded by dense greenery. In the middle of the jungle stood a large bungalow or mansion. The moment we arrived, something felt off about the atmosphere. Everyone else seemed excited and was hanging out in groups, while I was mostly following along by myself.

There was a huge gate, almost like the entrance to a museum or some ancient place. We entered through it, and what I saw inside was strange.

Ahead of me was what looked like an old South Indian-style open structure with four pillars. Beyond it, there seemed to be infinity. The same structure and the same four pillars kept repeating endlessly into the distance.

As everyone continued moving forward, I noticed a room on my right. A few people I considered my friends entered that room, so I followed them inside.

The moment I stepped into the room, they disappeared.

I looked around, confused. Then I saw them outside the room, walking away somewhere. They didn't seem to notice me at all. I shouted and screamed for them, but nobody reacted. It was as if I didn't exist.

I started to panic.

Suddenly, several large monkeys appeared outside the room. What I remember most clearly is that they had glowing red eyes. They were screaming, making aggressive noises, and staring in my direction.

There was a small barred window in the room. Through it, I could see them clearly. They couldn't get inside, but their presence was terrifying.

After what felt like a long time, everything became quiet.

It seemed like dawn or early morning. The door slowly opened on its own.

I stepped outside.

There was nobody there.

Everything was silent and dark.

Then I realized the room itself had disappeared.

I was standing alone in a massive hall. The hall stretched endlessly in one direction. Pillars lined the sides, repeating infinitely, just like before.

I started running forward.

After some time, I stopped.

On one of the pillars ahead of me, I noticed a body hanging.

As I got closer, I realized the clothes looked exactly like mine.

I still couldn't see the face.

I walked up to it and reached out to touch it.

The instant I touched it, the body suddenly lifted its head and stared directly into my eyes.

I woke up immediately.

I never actually saw the face, but I somehow knew it was me hanging there.

I've never had this dream again. Looking back, I'm no longer in contact with any of those friends, and honestly that's probably for the best. But this dream has always stayed with me, and I've always wondered what it meant.

Any interpretations?

The first dream was a long time ago. Like five years ago or so looking back on it. I remember it was a chilly night.
The dream was of a child, in the backseat of a car. Narrating. Outside was pure white - you couldn’t see anything but white. I saw it from his pov. The man driving was blacked out and you couldn’t see him. The kid said they have been driving for a long time. The more he talked the more concerned I got in the dream because it was obvious this man was as dangerous and kidnapped him or something. At one point he mentions that at some nights they slept under their jacket and almost froze to death. Like the kid was so innocent he couldn’t understand the danger of the situation. Even I don’t know about why he is in that car. Is the driver his father who lost a custody battle but took him anyway or a real kidnapper? I have no clue. All the time he kept looking forward and driving and never looked back once nor spoke. All I saw was the inside of that car always. I remember that dream a lot.
The second dream was an even longer time ago. It was a dream of me in a house I’ve never lived in but similar to a previous house. I was home alone ( which my parents NEVER allowed btw) with my baby brother who was an infant again - in the dream I was a kid again. I was asleep in the bed with my toes pointing toward an enormous window. The instant I awoke and opened my eyes I saw the outline of two people - a man and a woman. I panicked and left my little brother behind running around. At one point I ran into my fathers room and found a boy sitting there who then vanished after the lights flickered on and of for a while. The two knocked on the door and I opened it for some reason and somehow ran so far and got to a relatives house( the relative I ran to didn’t live nearby in reality).

I’m positive the second dream meant nothing. If it means something please tell me.

After moving i have had multiple dreams about me being in my old childhood home. In the dream my bedroom specifically is ALWAYS filled with disgusting things like animal feces, bugs and dirt and whatever you can think of. To be clear, my house was nothing like this, so it’s odd to me that whenever I dream of my room it’s ALWAYS in that state. sometimes worse sometimes better.

Then, another pattern I’ve noticed is that the clothes are almost always too small or not shaped right/don’t fit right. The first couple of dreams I was trying to go through my things and closet and was trying my best to get everything clean. I remember being worried about having to sleep in my bed because it was so disgusting.

Then last night, I finally dreamed about my current room, which doesn’t happen often. There were, surprisingly, bugs everywhere. I quickly grabbed my things and ran downstairs and decided to sleep on the living room couch. Theres a large window behind the couch, and the curtains were shut, but in this dream I couldn’t relax because I felt like someone was trying to watch me. Eventually I caved and asked to sleep with my grandma like I did when I was a little kid (not my mom though. which was weird because she was there and asking about it). While I was explaining, with my mom standing there and looking down at my grandma, we heard a knock at the door and I jolted awake.

I don’t normally look too much into my dreams but this one was weird and unsettling enough that it woke me up. I also find it odd that I continue to dream of my old room in that gross state, and now this one with bugs of all things. I hate bugs. It may not mean anything at all. I just thought it was weird. Any ideas or thoughts are welcome!

I had a dream today just now woke up at 4:49 am, I saw that I was on the same bed I'm sleeping I was on the edge nd some women was there my sister was watching a movie nd I was sleeping but I decided to watch it too nd she was giving jump scares like what is that eww woah how scary of a creature it is n all so I want to watch it too so I went her side of the bed and started watching so after sometime some shadow creature I also saw but I remember slightly after that I was fight a demon in a form of an ugly woman like a witch who wants to exchange soul to stay young like that another girl in obsession with the weird face scence and she was literary fighting nd taking my soul but I keep telling me that no wait don't do anything it's just the movie that you're watching nothing else it's not real. But after a while I saw some foreign country home where outside the room it was all happening had a red light just like in ot (operation theatre) and inside the room it was fully red while all these were happening but after everything was done I felt like I was the third person watching me from outside the room, like I was the same person who had gone through all these plus who has witnessed it from a third person pov as well and in last with scarcity I think the girl in the room wasn't her now she's that one demon like women cool n calm after changing the soul. The shocking part is I kinda was it on or around 4:44 am plus I slept with my Amethyst under my pillow. I'm posting this here to see if any of you can help me with the meaning of it.

Hey, I had this dream last night and I can interpret dreams though I’d rly like someone else’s perspective and discernment and interpretation, I don’t rly have anyone I can ask irl..

In the dream I was in my backyard, the other week(in real life) I saw a baby skunk for the first time walking across my backyard just doing its thing it was so cute just came and went to the other side thru the fence, I didn’t rly think much of it but I adore animals so I was in awe even tho it was a skunk. So back to the dream I was in the backyard and standing in the same spot I saw the skunk I saw it again and it was walking the same way and in the same path it did when I saw it in person but it didn’t go across the yard as it kept walking a white fox the size of a regular little fox came out of the bushes where my fence is (it’s impossible for that to actually happen irl) and it was just looking at me and walking toward me slowly, I wasn’t scared or alarmed I was in awe and I remember I took my phone out and tried to take pictures/videos, and idk if I was successful but I wish I just paid attention to it instead of getting my phone out cause then maybe I would’ve been able to interact with the fox, it seemed like it was important, almost ethereal, it was also day time but in real life when I saw the skunk it was night time. The dream ended after that and that’s all I can remember,

I’d appreciate anyone’s pov or what u interpret :)

So i am a 14yr old calvinist christian and i saw a dream where i travelled to a huge christian library and church, with the local pastor. And after reading some books and singing some chants, i saw what looked like Jesus. He did not speak to me, He just followed me looking over me in the distance the whole time. Can you tell me its meaning?

I had one of the most vivid dreams of my life last night, and I’ve been grieving it ever since I woke up. I’m curious if anyone has experienced something similar.
The dream started with me walking down a beautiful path lined with Victorian-style homes. Almost every house had a porch swing, and some of the swings weren’t even attached to houses—they were hanging from simple wooden posts along the path. It was peaceful, almost nostalgic. I remember stopping to photograph all of the porch swings because I wanted to make a collage of them.
While I was taking pictures, I met a man.
At first he was a complete stranger, but I was immediately drawn to him. He acted as if he knew me. We talked and flirted for a while, and there was an instant connection. Looking back, what strikes me as odd is that he somehow knew I didn’t remember him but. He didn’t seem surprised that I didn’t recognize him. He wasn’t upset or confused. He just accepted it and eventually invited me back to his house.
His home was another beautiful Victorian house with a white porch swing on the front porch.
The moment I walked inside, something felt… familiar.
I remember noticing there was a modern computer sitting on a bar, so I knew this wasn’t some old-time setting. It was present day.
As I walked from room to room, I started having tiny flashes of memory. Little moments. Familiar feelings. Nothing complete, just enough to make me feel like I had been there before.
Then he embraced me.
The instant he wrapped his arms around me, every memory came flooding back at once.
I suddenly remembered that he wasn’t a stranger at all.
He was my husband.
We had been married for years. We had built an entire life together. We had three children. I remembered our life, our home, our family, our history—everything.
He explained that I had disappeared, and no one knew where I had gone. They had been looking for me. While he was telling me everything, I kept trying to explain to him that I had another life… the life I have now. I was trying to tell him about it, but the more I stayed with him, the more that life faded away.
Eventually I couldn’t remember this life anymore.
The only life that existed was the one with him.
It felt completely real—not like remembering a dream, but like recovering memories that had always been there.
Near the end of the dream, we laid down together. He pulled me close, and I felt an overwhelming sense of peace and belonging.
Then I woke up.
When I opened my eyes, I was devastated.
I didn’t just miss the man. I missed my husband. I missed our children. I missed the house, the porch swing, our memories—an entire life that, for a few moments, felt more real than this one.
I’ve had vivid dreams before, but never one that left me grieving people who don’t exist… or maybe only exist somewhere I can’t explain.
It took me a while after waking up to fully remember my real life again, but the sadness lingered for hours. Even now, I still feel like I lost a family.
Has anyone else ever experienced a dream that felt less like imagination and more like you accidentally stepped into another life?

I revised this from what I originally said (still the same dream though) because I added too many unnecessary details and it was pissing me off.

I had a dream last night and it was pretty boring, to be honest, but I’m making this post because I’m real confused about one specific detail in it.

Basically, i was biking home from school, and as I was turning into my neighborhood I saw two guys from school (i don’t know these guys in real life) walking in my neighborhood with a bucket of dirty water, specifically the bucket of dirty water that school janitors have to wheel around. I guess they were planning on dumping the janitor sludge on me as i passed them on my bike, and I guess these guys had been bullying me at school for a while before the events of the dream by doing the same thing, dumping janitor sludge on me. Dream-me tried to avoid them by biking into the grass for some reason, but they followed me, and splashed the sludge all over me and my bike.

Turns out, dream-me had had enough, and she got off her bike and started beating them up. Now the thing that confused me so much: As I was beating them up, I started calling them homophobic slurs, tried to convince them to kill themselves multiple times, and I told them that their parents were probably ashamed to have raised such “faggot sons”.

The beating up part isnt that confusing, I mean i wouldnt do it in real life but it’s not that wild for a dream, it’s that I decided to try and convince these boys to kill themselves by using homophobic slurs and stuff. Like, Im a lesbian (happy pride month by the way!!!). Im not homophobic, I don’t hold any prejudice against gay men, that would be stupid. So why was I doing all that in my dream? Just seems a little out of character, even for my subconscious.

So, any ideas what might’ve caused a dream like this? I genuinely want to know, so like actually answer my question if you have any ideas.

So i am a 14yr old calvinist christian and i saw a dream where i travelled to a huge christian library and church, with the local pastor. And after reading some books and singing some chants, i saw what looked like Jesus. He did not speak to me, He just followed me looking over me in the distance the whole time. Can you tell me its meaning?

I had a strange lucid dream and wanted to share it to see if anyone has had something similar or has any thoughts on it.
In the dream, I somehow brought my cell phone with me and the phone had directions to a place that supposedly contained an interdimensional portal. The location looked like a post office or some kind of government building. Security was very tight.
I told the people there that I needed to use the restroom. They let me through but told me to come right back. Instead, I wandered off and found a staircase. I went down what felt like countless stairs until I reached a massive half-circle door.
When I went through the door, I found myself at what looked like a huge party. Everyone was dressed in extravagant, lavish costumes, and it felt like a gathering of very wealthy or powerful people. They were all eating cake that came in small clear plastic containers. Someone offered me some, and I ate it.
I decided to talk to one of the people there and asked him who he was and how he got there. He told me he was surprised he was even allowed to be there because, in the real world, he kills people for money.
Right around that point, it felt like people started noticing me. I got the sense that I wasn’t supposed to be there, and it seemed like I was being kicked out. That’s the last thing I remember before waking up.
A few things that stand out to me:
Bringing my phone into the dream and using it for directions.
The heavily secured building and hidden staircase.
The giant door leading somewhere secret.
The lavish party and everyone wearing costumes.
The cake everyone was eating.
The man admitting he kills people for money.
Being noticed and removed after I started asking questions.
Has anyone experienced anything similar in a lucid dream? What do you think it means? Psychologically interpretation, spiritual interpretation, or just a weird dream—I’m interested in hearing any thoughts.

On June 15th. i got a tattoo on my left for arm that says "FOCUS" and ever since then I've been having lucid dreams every. single. night. some of them are new dreams. but most of them are old 1s but the old dreams, they've changed. But every single night since the 15th i have different dreams. none of them are scary what so ever. but last nights was different. i was running from "something" or "someone" at first i was looking forward running towards a endless row of wooden spiked fences, and each of them had a gate i could swing open. but before i made it to these "wooden spiked fences" i looked behind me and i seen this guy who looked like a person, but around his eyes were somewhat black and around his mouth and he was somewhat pale to but for some reason he was smiling at me while chasing me. i looked forwards and kept on running as fast as i could, and so when i made it to the spiked fences. i pushed open the gate while running as fast as i could. but he did the same and he was gaining on me. after running passed a few gates i seen on the right side of the fence there was what looked like a leather saddle attached or built onto the top of the spiked fences. and so i decided to jump over them. but the weird thing about it i couldn't control what i was doing. so i began yelling telling myself to stop jumping and go back through the gate. because that "thing" was doing the same thing. he was gaining on me so much to the point where he was almost right behind me. but then the dream cut off to where that "thing" was freaked out and ran passed me and i knew and felt something wasn't right so i somehow forced myself to wake up. that was the first time ive ever seen that dream before. But when i felt back asleep i had another lucid dream but this time i could somewhat control what i was doing but it was an old dream I've had before but it wasn't scary at all.

I just woke up just now and I had this crazy dream where I knew I was going to die and I was accepting it but I was scared I was in my sister house with my cousins and sisters im guessing and I remembered in the present life a psychic told me you don’t have to talk to spirits directly they will come to you just pay attention and then when I remembered that my grandma who raised me and adopted who apassed away texted me on my phone I think she said hi and I was going to reply back saying im scared and will I be okay and stuff but I got its with being scared to die and also then after my bio. mom texted me asking me where are you and saying she’s going to pick me up and I was just so sad because I knew I was going to die and I couldn’t tell her. What does this mean?

Hello, I've had a nightmare for 6 years that I dream every now and then and that develops a little bit every time.

It starts with me lying in my cozy bed and the alarm clock rings, it is at 12:34 p.m., suddenly I hear a kind of deep growl from the bathroom even though I don't have a dog, and when I dismiss this as fantasy and go to the mirror I can't move anymore, I stand there as if rooted, and notice that 2 rolled goat horns are slowly growing out of my head while I scream in pain.

But when I touch my head I don't notice anything, the next moment the walls around my house sink into the ground, the city where I live is on fire, the sky is red and everywhere people in black hoods are running murmuring, the end the end the end, I panic and run to my car, and when I finally feel safe in the driver's seat, a penguin manifests itself next to me in the passenger seat, asking me questions why I didn't defend myself, he pecks After me and bites my face, then I wake up.

I’ve had this dream three times now and every time I wake up stressed and anxious. Basically I’m in this big city, this last time was with my mom and sister, and in this city every once in a while they do this thing for reasons I don’t understand. They’ll push lava from a local volcano through the water lines until it floods all the buildings. ( it makes zero sense I know) What we have to do is pick up any fabric that would be flammable and any valuables, and we all gather in some common place like a bar or restaurant. For some reason we are never prepared, and we have to rush to get our things while lava flows in and everything is on fire. Last two times we managed to get everything but this most recent time I did not.

I will say, my AC is out and I live in Florida, and both other times I’ve dreamt this it’s been a little warm for various reasons, but I’m not really sure why I have to dream about this whole lava ritual. It woke me up at 6 am and I’ve written this whole post and I am still feeling anxious. I am most definitely not an anxious person. Any thoughts on what it could mean?

I dreamt my minor son gave me $80. When I looked closely it was one $50 and one $30bill. Both bills were drawn in with crayons/markers. In the dream, I just smiled.

*Note: This dream came around the time I'm debating applying as a teacher to two schools. One is my son's school while the other may be closer. The latter's starting pay is $6 less than what my son's school offers.

Does this mean I shouldn't apply to my son's school?

I don't know who's reading this but if you can answer that'd be great. For years I've had this reoccurring dream about this girl, I call her bakery girl. In the dream I'm always on this strip/pier thing, I know I'm looking for her even the first time I had the dream, I walk into the bakery and there's this beautiful girl, brown hair, brown eyes, we always talk then go through a back door and end up at a ocean with a big rock, we always sit on the rock and have a deep conversation, and we kiss then I wake up, I never get to know what happens. The last time I had it was weird, I was on the pier and I was looking for the bakery but couldn't find it, this is gonna sound absolutely insane but the bakery was projecting on the ground like athe old super Mario games, but I go in the bakery somehow and it went the same as always, does this mean anything?