Dream books prophesy success, good luck in any endeavors to someone who, in a slumber, saw himself running along a path or road. True interpretation of the vision may vary depending on the dreamed details, remembered details. Therefore, deciphering any dream must begin with an analysis. real events, and those that happened in the night fantasy. The prediction will be more accurate if the memory tells you who was present in the dream, what did the sleeping person feel and do?

Down or up?

What is the dream of running for, it will tell you the direction of movement. If in a dream you hurriedly climb the stairs, then it is likely that in your desire to earn more, you completely forgot about your loved ones. And now, more than ever, they need your participation, - hints Universal dream book... He advises, without delay, to visit relatives or call them. Believe me, such an act will greatly delight those who love you.

If in a dream it was possible to quickly descend the steps, then the dream book suspects that the sleeping person has difficulties in communicating with representatives of the opposite sex. And all because he makes excessively high demands on potential partners.

Strengthening your financial position, success in work, happiness in your personal life - this is what you dreamed of running uphill according to Aesop's dream book.

And if you had to quickly descend to the foot of the mountain, then the legendary ancient Greek fabulist predicts many problems and troubles. Therefore, you need to have supplies for a "rainy day", do not waste your money in vain.

A modern dream book, explaining the same vision, recommends temporarily reducing operating costs, trying to purchase only really necessary things and products.

Fast animals

If you want to know what this or that running animal dreamed of, first find in the interpreter the characteristics of the haunted representative of the fauna. For example, a horse is a symbol of success, glory, strength. This means that a horse racing at a gait or gallop in a dream is a harbinger of your triumph, victory. If you noticed a whole herd of horses while sleeping, then this is a sign of wealth, material well-being.

It’s not bad if in the night fantasy the cows were running after you. Such a plot promises unexpected profits, say, a large inheritance.

You have secret enemies - this is what the fleeing rats dreamed of. And the dream of running elephants suggests that in reality there will be a meeting, acquaintance with a high-ranking person exposed by the authorities who will take care of, sponsor the sleeping person or give him patronage.

Miller's opinion

American psychologist Miller, the author of the popular dream book, also explains in detail what he dreams of running to. If the dreamer moved quickly, and not alone, but in a group of people, then this in reality will bring him good luck in business. And if he is not engaged in entrepreneurship, then such a dream prophesies participation in a solemn event, a merry holiday.

The one who fled alone in a dream, in reality will have to achieve everything on his own, relying only on his own strength. But in the end, this person will be able to perfectly provide himself financially, deserve the recognition of his superiors, colleagues, business partners. But Miller hints: after such a promising vision, do not relax, but act even more decisively, be more purposeful.

Did you happen to run in the rain in a dream? It's also not bad, upon awakening, remember all your sins and immediately repent: apologize to those you have offended, correct, if possible, the mistakes you made. All this, first of all, is necessary for you to relieve the burden of guilt, to feel freedom, to calm down.

Sometimes the same dream indicates that the unjustly accused or slandered dreamer will be rehabilitated in the eyes of others.

At work, in business, everything is turning out more than ever successfully - this is how the vision of having to run to the water is interpreted. Running on the grass in a dream is also an excellent omen that promises high profits and income. Having money, you can fulfill your cherished desire.

Why dream of running away from a man? Unfortunately, for girls and young women, such a night fantasy predicts disappointment in love. It is very sad if the pursuer caught up in a dream: in reality, the dreamer will become a target for gossips and intriguers.

It is completely sad when, in a dream, you stumbled and fell while running away. This vision is a harbinger of material hardship or loss of property.

Various situations

Running barefoot in a dream book means that a complete idyll has developed with a sexual partner. And the dreamer himself at the moment lives more with feelings than with reason.

Rushing through the night phantasmagoria, trying to catch up with the departing train? These are daytime thoughts and worries do not give rest - you are preoccupied with some business, strive to implement a certain project, plan. Well, if you managed to jump on the step of the carriage, then the dream book promises: you will certainly cope with the most difficult task, moreover, brilliantly!

Highly fast run in night dreams either testifies to the excellent state of health of the sleeping person, or, as Vlas's dream book assures, prepares for a long journey in reality. And the faster you had to run in the night, the further the route of the dreamer's upcoming journey will lay.

Did you dream of running in the snow? Break the ice of misunderstanding, insincerity in communicating with family. And if in a dream you ran through the snowdrifts, then a completely strained relationship with loved ones is about to result in a grandiose scandal. Figure out how to make peace with people who, in fact, in difficult times may be your only rear.

Lana

Hello Yaroslav!
Over the past month, I have had the same dream, with some differences. But the bottom line is that in my sleep I am taking part in a running competition. Once I took first place, and it was a team relay race and I was the final link.
In today's dream, I passed the 2000m standards. As it turned out, my result was second. But I remember it - 12 seconds. This really does not happen. In my sleep I was surprised: if in my first year I ran a hundred meters in 14 seconds, then it’s just incredible. In fact, I have nothing to do with sports at all, and the last one I ran for about 4 years ago.
Another such feature, in each of my dreams I felt pleasant fatigue and pain in the muscles, anticipating that this pain would become even stronger the next day.
These are the dreams.

Alexander

Walking, running, driving, and so on, in ascending order, have to do with the efficiency (also increasing) of achieving the set goal. Perhaps this is due to work in a team and the dream shows that you feel like a “final link” in the chain of efforts. 2000, 12, 14 denote dates (year, days) or periods (something needs to be done in 12 days). In principle, the dream is quite prophetic and related to what you do in life.

Lana

Good morning (day), Yaroslav!
I again had a dream where I was running. This time it is not a relay race, not a competition, but passing the standard.
And some strange standards. You must first run in one direction, while there is no running as such, basically you need to perform some tasks. Run in turn into the apartments and do something there: clean it up, or wash the thing, that is, tidy up this or that apartment. I only remember that I diligently completed all the tasks, while thinking that time was running out, and knowing that many other participants did not do everything and not so diligently, knowing that no one would check.
I did everything, I was running to the finish line, trying to overtake the people running ahead, I don’t see my acquaintances, but people ran differently. Some even ran with a child in a stroller. It is difficult to run, as it usually happens in a dream, but I try, overtake and come back with a result of 74 seconds. They tell me that the result is not bad, now I need to run in the opposite direction and meet at the same time. I run and think what tasks await me on the way back. I don't remember any further sleep.

Baby111

in zhizni I am a girl, but I dreamed that I was a guy. I am lublu of the wife of a rich mafia and she also lubs me. if her husband knows about our lubvi he will beat me. but in spite of this I prikhozhy to ney domoy, at this moment myzh returns. I hid in the closets. And then I suddenly find myself in a dark entrance, I was running down the stairs and could not find a way.

AnaLitik

Since every person has a male and a female half, we can change sex in dreams. Therefore your dream. it is an exploration of your masculinity. Currently, your "inner man". a young adventurer, but with the accumulation of life experience, both feminine and masculine qualities will mutually enrich and will cease to plunge you into "desperate situations."

Alexander

I dream as if some kind of competition is taking place. Two teams, they run all over the city, looking for something, grabbing each other captured. But this is all a game. I am one of the main in the team. First, I run across the sea looking at the beautiful houses made of sand. They are huge, some of them have several floors. Then they caught me from the enemy team and took me to the second floor for "interrogation". They ask me about something, I seem to answer, and at the right moment I run out of the building at full speed, they are chasing me, but it turns out that a car is already waiting for me - the guys from my team came to save me. Then they drive at full speed. We are driving in a car, and we say that most likely we won, I ask, what is the prize? They tell me you saw such a huge sand castle on the sea, it's called HEY-AY-EM. And in my dream this name reminds me of something wildly. I say, yes, I work for a company with that name. (In real life I am a programmer, and now I am looking for a new job). Lately I've been having "lonely" dreams all the time. And here I am on the team. Perhaps this is a good sign?

Riry

Hello! Yesterday the famous astrologer, today the famous dissident, hour after hour is not easier :) This is a dream. I am sitting on a black sloping roof on a sunny day. I see a stack of pages with the signature "Bukovsky" on them in blue ink. I think that maybe my mother could have gotten his autograph, although it is not clear how she could have done this. I respectfully look at the signature of the famous dissident, suddenly I raise my eyes, and it turns out that he is standing on a different roof. Only a black silhouette is visible, but this is it. The picture changes, I and some people are riding a cart through the winter forest. It seems that we are being guarded, Mr. Bukovsky is here, in a quilted jacket and young. It seems to be a prison .. The cart gets stuck, people push it out of the snow. He gently takes my arm and slowly we step aside. Just as slowly Id along the road ahead, and from quietly says that I would start running only when we go around the corner. We go out and run, I'm scared that I won't be able to follow him - the shog is deep and it's not convenient to run. We run straight to Red Square. Yes ... early morning, the sun has just risen, there is no one but us, but soon the soldiers - the guards will be passing by. He tells me that I would crawl under the Kremlin and hide there. We climb together and he leaves, from the Kremlin I see him leaving. I am sad, I am lying under the Kremlin alone. All of a sudden, comrades-in-arms appear from behind, we get together and discuss some plan. I feel that he is here again, I am glad. The next part of the dream is on the train. I am traveling with my colleagues, and Bukovsky is traveling with us, only in a separate car, which is open and is located outside the train. He is now in a suit, personable, going to his place in England. He is talking at the table with my colleague. I can only look at him, feeling that I am falling in love more and more. They are busy talking, and do not look around. Then the train stopped and we are attending someone's funeral, again a sunny winter day. Then, on the train, I go to the kitchen and take part in the preparation of soup for the guests.

Riry

Something seems to me that these are dreams about the pressure of stereotypes. Especially Lying under the huge colossus of the Kremlin - and how did I fit in there? Although it seemed like liberation was ... The train also belongs to social stereotypes, and I get off it to attend the funeral ... By the way, I did not see the coffin, only the grave dug from afar ... Pessimistic pronoses, in my opinion.

Alexander

Today I had the following dream: We arrived at my dacha. we are me (Irina) my friend Sveta and friend Sergei.

Only here in front of my summer cottage is not a vegetable garden, as always, but a huge park, where there are few trees, and huge wide asphalt roads, and my friends are not people but animals, but looking at them I understand that they are (friends).

And all the time some kind of fear.

A heaviness in the soul, and all the time the night is in a dream.

I run out of the house and run along this road, my friend Sveta is running after me, only she was in the role of a cat ... I again feel the same anxiety and fear, I stop, I look, our friend and Svetka are walking along, and it became even more scary for me, I I drive out the light, I say, run away from here, I can handle it, and our friend is rapidly moving towards me, Sveta runs away, and our acquaintance turns into my friend Seryoga, usually he is so cheerful, but here he is angry, he goes at me, but I'm scared, I sit in a snowdrift, but I don't run away, because I feel humility in front of him (in reality, I just like him, and we are friends),

I sit on him and begin to lick him, as if I were washing him like a cat of kittens, but he laughs, but I feel hurt, and from offense I start gnawing at him, Then my friend comes running and says: Let's run, they'll save us.

And we run away, a cop UAZ stops near us, we drive in there, and when I wanted to close the door in the car, I saw the puppy breaks into the car, I ask the driver what they say to start, but he says no need to let him take a walk .. and we leave , Everything.

I am 20 years old, as you understand, my name is Irina, I do not associate this dream with anything, I just know that the three of us went to my dacha just recently, but what does this have to do with our oschaya friend who later turned into Sergei…. can not understand.

Alexander

The action takes place on a real street. which I walk almost every day.

I leave the house, I urgently need something (unknown) to find at the end of the street. It is dark, lanterns are on and people are walking.

I stop in front of the road, letting cars pass, and I feel that I’m persistently poking at my feet big dog... I want to look at her, but I can't see her. I grab the collar and run across the road. A little to the side of my path I see a polar bear that has lifted some animal. His victim has a badly ripped side and ribs sticking out. I tighten my grip on the collar and run on, running not because I'm scared, but because I'm in a hurry. The dog growls dully, she does not like this treatment, but does not try to escape, does not try to bite, although I feel that she is unusually strong. And suddenly I understand that morally I defeated her and she will not resist.

I run to the place, looking for something, turning over all rubbish, but I don't find anything, taking it for granted (I'm not upset).

I don’t remember the way back. At the place where I met the dog, I decide to finally let it go. I let go and squat down to look at the involuntary fellow traveler, because all the time I never saw him.

A huge black Doberman, very strong (muscles protruding from under the skin) and an unreal, scary face covered with a leather mask, which appears in front of my nose.

There is no fear, we look at each other for a while, then I get up, and the dog slowly runs away. I follow her with my eyes.

This dream did not cause any negative emotions in me, although there was a reason,

but I remember the feeling of a moral victory over a strong and vicious beast.

I am 32 years old, half husband. With what to connect this dream, I do not know.

Flerdelis7

I am on a road somewhere in the mountains, closer to their foot. Races are going on. Instead of cars, people participate in them. I don’t want to say that people have wheels, but they move in a strange way, with a very high speed. The essence of the races is that almost all people in them perish and only a select few, worthy of life and a prize, remain. I also participate in these races, but now I am standing on the road with a group of friends. The track seems quite harmless, but I still decide to check it out. I take toy car and put it on the slope. She starts to roll, and I tell two of my comrades to run after her and inspect the track. They run away. I somehow see the car rolling. She is gaining tremendous speed, and I feel that nothing can stop her. Finally, she herself stops by the lake (with purple water, by the way, in general, purple prevailed in a dream) at the end of the track, I breathe a sigh of relief, but then I see how it rolls into this lake, breaks into pieces and drowns. And it’s not a typewriter at all, but a huge passenger plane. And I feel its death as if it contains passengers who also died. Then I see crowds of people racing past me. Almost all of them cannot stop, correctly fit into a turn, or linger on the edge of a cliff. They fall into abysses, drown in a lake, break on stones. I see them all as a whole, and the death of each person individually. It's getting creepy. Now I no longer need any prize, it would be desirable to just survive. When everyone runs past us, and we know that only a few have survived, we decide to go down the track very slowly. My dad is walking ahead. We climb over some boulders, slide down small stones, but in one place, despite our caution, we almost fall into the lake. Then we go out to the city square. Here next stage racing. We are taken into the classroom and divided into teams of three people each. Each team member is given a sheet with written Russian words and sentences, they need to be translated into German... The first member of the team gets an easy task, the second gets the hardest, the third gets the hardest. Naturally, I am the third. Only the team where all the participants will cope with the tasks will pass to the next round. The second member of our team is my former excellent classmate. But every now and then she pesters me with a request to help. I help her, but I can't do my tasks, it's very difficult. As a result, we are losing. Now the door to the classroom must be slammed shut, the classroom must explode, and we must all perish. But we, together with some woman and her son, decide to save ourselves. I know that this is not fair from the point of view of the rules, but we, until the jury sees it, run through the already slamming door and find ourselves in an area surrounded by a fence. There is a door in the fence, and behind it is the end of the race, which means life. The square is ankle-deep strewn with wooden chess pieces. It is absolutely impossible to run along them. We try to walk carefully, but still every now and then we almost fall. The cherished door is approaching, the main thing now is not to be found by the jury. That's where I woke up. I still don't know if I was saved or not.

Alexander

Hello orakkul.ru! I really want to sort out my dream, for several days in a row I have been dreaming that I can move very quickly. That is, I do not run or walk in a dream, but somehow miraculously move as if with the speed of a glance and the feeling is very exciting, and I can do whatever I want, they don’t have time to notice me. I clearly see everything as if it’s a reality, moving in this way along the streets of the city to shops, etc. I can even satisfy the need with the girl I like, I move so fast that she never hopes to notice me, I can also take and do anything with anyone. But the most interesting thing is this feeling becomes very real, and when I wake up in the morning it seems to me that I am about to start moving like this, but unfortunately this does not happen ... please explain how to understand this ???

Ctac

I have always slept well, but the last week I have had some problems with both sleep and dreaming. I used to lay down on the barrel and immediately fell asleep. And now you lie on one side on the other, on your back, and so on until 5-6 in the morning, from time to time I fall asleep, but it looks more like some kind of nap. And to mine in the morning, although I don’t know for sure some crazy dreams begin. In general, in every dream I’m looking for something, or I’m running in a building from someone (resembling people) and looking for how to get out of here. Today I dreamed that I needed to find something (maybe a medicine), but I needed it faster, otherwise I would die. I left my dog ​​somewhere in a dream, then I was worried that it would not be found, but at the end of the dream, driving up to the house in my car, I saw it in the yard and was very happy. Such a hectic week. I don’t know how today, will it end or not?

Evgen

Spring, I urgently need to go to the store, there is still snow everywhere, but it is melting and there are a lot of thawed patches, I run, trying to run along the thawed patches ... I will run and not get sick ..

Lanita

I dreamed that I know that tomorrow I have to get married (in my life I am not married and do not intend to). And today my grandmother (grandmother is now alive and well) needed help, and she called me with her. We travel by train, and we sit far from each other, at different ends of the carriage. She calls me, and I go up to her. She says she's not going out anytime soon. And the further we go, the more I understand that I will not be in time for my wedding if I agree to get there. And it seems to me that my grandmother is taking me away on purpose. Then I get off the train and run as fast as I can in the opposite direction, knowing that they are chasing me. I run through the forest, but not dense. I meet a girl (I think she is familiar to me) and the thought arises that we need to change clothes with her. We change quickly, and she runs away, taking the person chasing me away. And I'm a little more worried, but I understand that the danger has passed.

Efir21

I screamed and they woke me up at that moment I remembered only that I was running in the dark, either within the walls of the monastery, or just old thick walls because I saw a reddish reddish brick of old masonry, I felt that someone was chasing me and this is something incomprehensible, but not a person, in general, I experienced a terrible feeling of fear and there was nge toostena ahead, not just darkness

Svetik13

There were two dreams, united by one motive. First dream. I study at the school of magic, and I understand that I am being deceived, that the teacher is a vile charlotte. And I decide it's time to get out. I run down the stairs, headlong, I run out into the courtyard, surrounded by a high wall. What to do? How to escape? And suddenly I see: knee-deep in dirty puddle it's either punk or yogi. Patty and unwashed, in a loincloth. "There is a way out," he tells me and points to the middle of the puddle. I take my dog ​​Zyuzu in my arms (where did she come from?), And go into a puddle. Feet ankle-deep into the nasty liquid mud. And suddenly I fail. It twisted me, sucked in, it is not clear where is the top, where is the bottom, only the water is muddy, flakes of mud. And suddenly, I see a gap over my head. Gasping, sipping dirty water, I finally float to the surface. My dog ​​is really bad, barely pumped it out. I looked around: I was standing on the ground, my clothes were dry. A place familiar from childhood, the entrance to my favorite Moscow park. I go home, and I see that they are chasing me. Wild boar, bull and tiger. With a shovel. I barely escaped from them. Fear has endured! I went up to the road, already calm, content: the chase no longer threatens me. Waiting for the traffic light to turn green. And I see that on the other side of the road a man is waiting for me, who I like very much 🙂 Second dream. We are riding in a cart drawn by a small, dejected horse. We are the old man, the boy and me. We approach the river, which must be forded. I climb down, take the horse to the floor, take a step ... And the leg goes into the muddy mud. It's scary, very scary to drive forward. We stand hesitantly, and a man with a baby walks by and boldly enters the river. I dive under the water to see what happens. And I see him fall into a hole in the middle of the river, surrounded by an air bubble. It got even worse. Here the tractor "Belarus" is driving by. As always, all covered in mud and manure. And leaves on the other side clean, brand new and some kind of imported. The old man tells me: "I realized this hole is changing reality." And we drove into dirty water. Everything! Alarm!

Alexander

The river began to flood. I and my friends return to the city, like from fishing. Panic. I run to my family, while my friends lag behind and get lost. To run far. As soon as I go this way, the rest will meet me. But then it turns out some people They also move against the crowd. I alone walk directly along some dam, and two guys start chasing after me. I attack one of them, grab his head and poke him in the throat with a turned-up nail. Whether I killed him I don’t know. Some gigantic girls appear. The eldest of them is trying to shoot at me like from a vacuum cleaner. I hide behind something, uvarachivayus. The crap slides on my shield without causing damage. I grab the piece of iron and wake up.

AnaLitik

The river symbolizes your specific course of life, as well as the state of your natural instincts. Spill panic indicates the possible consequences of your behavior in your personal, family and social spheres... The nail that you use as a weapon represents artificial (created in the process of your upbringing) difficulties. The same applies to the rest of the pieces of iron. Gypsies say that you consider certain aspects of your behavior to be dangerous, despite their basically healthy basis.

Brennt-yandex-ru

This is more likely not a dream ... But some pattern of my behavior in a dream! Why, when you run from someone, you will certainly bend into three deaths and push off the ground with your hands? Or on a children's tricycle ... I am at a loss in conjectures! 27 years old, male

Alexander

I dreamed that I was standing near the school and was preparing to run. And I ran at the speed of light. She ran very fast and never stopped. I run through shops, through woods and through a wall. It was cool. Then I run across the sea. I have a question What does all this mean?

119

Hello everyone! Last time they helped me a lot with sleep and I told this to my young man... and the next day he asked me to write here, because he had two dreams in a row. I will be glad to hear your suggestions)) thanks in advance! 1. It all starts with the fact that the man mockingly confesses to me that they let the dogs out with something, and now they will kill everyone. There was a girl nearby, we ran to look for shelter with her, i.e. house, because in the distance I saw dogs (either Dobermans or Great Danes). The houses around were village. We did not run for long, because I found some abandoned house. 2. I'm on the train. The car is seated, but I have the best seat. I went somewhere and my place was taken, all in frustrated feelings, I walk past the table, and take something from it, but then put it back. In the same place I notice a nice cell phone: I expropriate it and leave, but I meet the owner of the phone by the eyes (as I think), he realizes that something is wrong: and begins: He has a large table knife in his hand, he threatens , and since I don’t think for a long time about life in such cases, then I start mutuzit him, I take the knife and for some reason hit it from above with a blade on the shoulder (I don’t stick it in). He shouts something, but people see that he was the first to start not reacting - I wake up

Alexander

RUNNING FROM ONE CITY TO ANOTHER. RUNNING VERY FAST ON THE ROAD. I AM IN TIME. I SEE A VERY BEAUTIFUL GIRL IN A FUR COAT. THEN I WEAR A FUR COAT. A LOT OF LITTLE BOYS WHO WANT TO HELP ME. I'M GIVEN A RING. I have a lot of rings on my fingers.

Denis_lysy-yahoo-com

I had this dream six times already, moreover, with interruptions of several years. I'm ten years old in this dream. My friend and I were in a hurry somewhere and ran along a narrow concrete path past houses that looked like summer cottages. around the path is unrealistically black plowed land. ahead the path turned at a right angle to the right behind one of the houses. my friend (he was besal in front of me) cut this corner and ran across this black earth. at that moment a huge black dog came up from somewhere from behind the house. she barked loudly, but she beat on the cot and therefore could not reach my friend. I ze decided to run along the path, because I did not want to trample the plowed land. but as I turned, I slipped and fell. I turned my head and saw this black dog running up to me with a bark. I was very surprised that the length of the chain was not enough to reach my friend, but she ran right up to me. I scared that she would bite me, and she stopped next to me and licked me.

Svetlanez-mail-ru

I dream about how I run. And this run is like a morning run. I feel a surge of strength and health from this run. I look at myself and think that I am raising my legs so high, but I understand that it seems as if my muscles will pump up better from this. Running near a house (private), on the veranda, I see my old acquaintances (not very good ones). They are husband and wife. Then this husband begins to make fun of me. I run without stopping, the mood is so good that I don't even care what they say there. I run to the ocean and run along the shore in the water. The water is warm, without waves. People are sunbathing further away from me. But I run past them too. Then I dream that I am in some store (clothes), empty counters. As if I want to rent this store. And then a voice tells me that I still have time to do it, it's not yet time, but for now I have to think about how to create security from the side of the door. I draw attention to the door, and the glass door. (I know this store, I’ve been there more than once. I’m thinking about creating a business, but I don’t find what I need). svetlana 28 years old

Nzhukov-hotmail-com

I am riding in a tram car at the place of a carriage. suddenly the tamvay canvas ends. some workers, whose bodies I do not see, but I see only hands are laying the rails. but I don't like the post-packing of things, I understand that it will take a very long time and I will be late for my destination. I get out of the car and continue on my way at a run - this is the only way to get there on time. I'm running uphill, it's relatively easy to run, just a little scary because it's a very dark night outside, but I keep running uphill.

458

This means that I am driving with colleagues in a minibus either from work or from the event it is getting dark. Calmly, evenly, almost without emotion. We stopped and waited for someone and drove on. During the last stop, I say I will run. And he ran through the courtyards to take a shortcut to keep up with the bus. Quietly, at an average pace, the truth is that there is a thought that you cannot lag behind, and, as it were, with a peripheral vision, I see that I have time. And suddenly I see a hockey rink, and I understand that this is the purpose of my run. I stop and examine her. It seems like everything is normal and at the same time the shape of the box itself is rather strange, narrow and with pockets under the collar. There is some kind of vague fear in the feelings, but not really. And everyone woke up.

Prus-rostislav

I am 17 years old, a student. Recently I have often had a similar dream: I’m running, but I’m not just running, I seem to have a goal, and something interferes with it, while running I am constantly spinning around me . People around me look at me, and everything seems so real ... Every new time in a dream I am in a new place and always run somewhere, not knowing where. I will start spinning around myself, as I ate. The fear in a dream for me is that I cannot control my “whirling”. Please, help. Thanks in advance.

Boevgeni-yandex-ru

very often I have the same dream, as if I were running. I run as I was taught at school - on tiptoes. while the time spent in the air is longer than usual (in real life). You know - running with a lunge in the air? (or something like that). Feelings: I feel good that I'm running. I feel at ease and wonder what big steps I can take in the air (about the same as in the triple long jump in athletics) and that I am in the air longer than usual

Victoria-sikorskiy

sizhu in the audience. the professor has not come yet and I know for sure that he will not come again, but the herd feeling will win and I will go to the Sizhu along with everyone else with a miss, and suddenly he will come all the same. my friend, regina, cat runs into the audience. grabs me by the arm and yells, so that I “be more humbled”. after a few moments we find ourselves with her on the train (you must admit it is stupid, considering that I have been in the states for 10 years, and my friend, in reality, has never seen trains). we ride in the vestibule, inhaling miasma and draining our further actions. at this time I felt some kind of "movement" along the vestibule. the feeling was such that a powerful wave from an explosion was approaching us. it seemed that the wave was very dense and quite material, and it would be mind-boggling to touch your hands. Regina turned pale and wooed me by the hand with a cry: "Bezhim, it's them!" there was no fear, bewilderment that the Regina was so afraid of "them". I knew for sure that I was much stronger than "them" and that her fear was primarily for herself, and not for us. at full speed we were driven out of the train and found ourselves near the izbushka, the cat. so vividly described in children's fairy tales. inside the room turned out to be more than modern - a flight of stairs like in a polyclinic, in a cat. I went as a child. the door of the "office" opened and a woman without age came at us. a powerful wave went from her, a cat. I felt uzkhe while I was in the train. Regina fell head over heels down the steps, and I ... I decided that I had to leave, but I didn’t fall, but rose into the air and, without touching the steps with my feet, “fluttered” onto the ulitsa. I had a dream more than a year ago. patiently zhdala with what bi to connect him, but so far without results. Vika, 24 years old.

511

After a night of love, we finally fell asleep. The dream was colorful, colorful, bright, rich colors. But I remember him in snatches. At the beginning of my sleep, I kept running, looking for someone. Looking into some grottoes, caves, passing through open places, then it turned out that I was not alone looking for someone, but there were 4 of us, who they are, I don’t know, all the time I saw only them from the back. Then I suddenly find myself soaring in the air and again these 4 people are with me. We soared in the air, like paratroopers with arms and legs outstretched to the sides for smooth gliding, then sharply leaving. I saw the green ground from above and was afraid to fall, as I realized that I was without a parachute: (then the sleep was interrupted by an alarm clock) .. I woke up with some ease, joy in my soul .. I'm 36 years old. Female

Pishuire-mail-ru

in real life, from time to time I "start" to run - I go out to the stadium at a pleasant time of the year and run according to my mood .. the last time was in June - as a training of will to achieve def. level (required to achieve goals for the summer) .. dreaming a dream at the beginning. November, that, they say, I'm going somewhere, I'm kind of immersed in my thoughts (this usually happens) and then I feel that I'm accelerating, then I feel the soles of sneakers and the rustle of asphalt, when I walked, I came across people I know, but I I just “say hello” to them, and here I’m already running .. and my relatives and friends (closer) are running in front of me along the neighboring paths and I think they’re so slow? I gradually pick up the pace between two people - my mother and some man and overtake them all ... the feeling that I'm running - I'm ahead and everything will turn out the way I want ... I get a thrill from overcoming ... that's all.

572

I dreamed a lot, but the main thing that I remember very well was his preparation for running at some distance in a circle, as if I had to show the best time, I was very worried, it was winter (but we are in summer clothes), I am not alone, but with some women, like girlfriends, they also have to run. At first, I run the wrong distance as in a maze, pushing off the walls, and then someone or even I myself change direction and run correctly and very quickly.

Kristina-t-yandex-ru

I entered from a sunny area into some kind of arch, where the lighting changed dramatically because of the clouds, they hid the sky, and quickly ran across it, I tried to get out of there somewhere to climb a hill, but I woke up, I kind of looked back, there was sun and light, but nevertheless, from this area I still did not have an unpleasant shock, only surprise

726

I'm in the torture room. My legs and arms are tied. There is a man next to me, he wants to cut my stomach with a scalpel. Somehow I manage to escape. And now, I'm already running along a crowded street, it's dirty and slushy around. I see my boyfriend's car and try to hide behind it. And then I see a military man and I understand that he is the same maniac. I run from the car so that he doesn't kill my friend. I run in yards, run for a long time and end up in the hospital. A doctor sits across from me and says that I have leukemia. In a dream, I told all my family and friends about this, but no one took pity on me ... When I woke up, there was a feeling that I had watched a very scary horror film, most importantly with my participation. Thank you for the attention!

Ateh

I dreamed that we were running to the coast of the sea or river, someone was shouting that we had to run away from someone. We all run into a half-submerged barge, through which there is an exit to another safe place. Our pursuers cannot get there. We climb into the barge. Inside, it turns out to be simply endless, some kind of ladders, transitions. Finally we go up very high. We meet people there, mostly women. They work, they know nothing about the fights in the outside world. Very calm and pleasant. We are leaving there. I go down a narrow, steep staircase made of rungs, for some reason I become a child, I find myself at the table with a group of Beatles, they are such huge giants. They talk to me. I'm in some kind of uniform. Through my sleep I begin to understand that this is my dream about a city and a bridge. that the moment of crossing the "barge" corresponds to my constant sleepy attempt to enter the bridge. As if I went to it but got stuck there. Then I dreamed that my friends were swimming in the water, and I was afraid to dive, but then I still dive and swim very fast. I enjoy swimming.

Uspex1

I run at night along a wide road, the road is not even, there are many holes and potholes, it is pouring rain, downpour, I am completely dry, I run carefully so that there are no splashes from puddles, so as not to get wet, an old woman who has wet me with spray is overtaking me, dressed she is not at all typical for elderly people, a denim suit!, she overtakes me and asks me: "Why am I not running as fast as she is and so neat?" And without waiting for an answer, he runs ahead, and I continue to run.

Alexander

The dream is completely devoid of emotions, but very realistic - I woke up and I remember everything perfectly and the feeling was as if it were in reality. I run with great speed completely free on !!! four limbs (like an animal) !!!, but in a dream I don't feel like an animal. I run at night along the path through the dense thickets of the forest, I rush just and suddenly I see that I am no longer in the forest, but running along Prospekt Mira and overtaking cars and in my sleep I wonder - how am I so? Then I woke up. What kind of dream was that? I was scared after waking up and realizing a dream.

741

I had never had such a dream, I even woke up from it and my head ached terribly. And so the dream: I don't remember why I ended up there, but the dream comes to mind from the moment when I run along the rails on a very sunny day, a train with gasoline tanks rides, I remember this clearly. Fear is growing every minute, it is very obvious, it is felt by the whole body. Fear from the fact that I noticed that one of the tanks caught fire and that there will be an explosion, and then the whole train of such 15 cars is going, that is, everything will end in a very strong fire. There is a forest around, and it won't save me, I just won't have time to run far when it all flies, it all revolves in my head. There is an idea in my head that you need to be saved in the water, and along the paths and slightly obliquely there are swamps, or small lakes, but very small there is no sense from them. And so I run even harder, as if I were racing with death, I try to turn diagonally to be at least a little further away, but then another train flies out towards me, it passes and no longer appears in my dreams. I run further, along these lakes with dirty shallow water, all out of breath, fear works like an engine of fatigue, there is only the thought in my head to find the water deeper and dive there when there is an explosion. I run the water all over my knees, jump over the fallen trees, through the bushes and suddenly fall sharply into the water, hold on to the tree under the water so as not to float up and this all clearly sweeps through my head and immediately I hear the roar of the explosion and feel the warmth rushing through my body ... that my head should be tilted ... and all the darkness ... I come to myself from the thought that I need to emerge, but very scary, scary to see what happened there and what happened to me. I think I must breathe and I understand that I breathe slowly, but this does not happen under water ... and I open my eyes. It is dark, cold, I buried my face in some stones, I turn over and see that I am not where I was, I lie and look at the sky and it’s so beautiful. I remember which ones). I go up nearby, too, there are paths, I get up and see that I am near some town. I understand that I need to find a hospital, but it's scary that it's already night, and I'm wearing dirty clothes and I'm alone. I feel how my cheeks are burning, it hurts to touch them, probably burns. But still I go, I cross a small bridge over the rails (normal one with asphalt), I ask a man how to find a hospital, he is drunk, but he says where she and I are going, I meet some people along the way. I don’t know what the hospital looks like, I haven’t seen it. Inside I find myself near the reception window, there is an elderly woman who does not look very kind, and everything hurts and burns me badly, she doesn’t yell at me, but I don’t remember what she is grumbling. Then a woman of mature age comes up, the head physician goes on a hike, asks what happened to me, tells me that my cheeks and neck are slightly burned. I go to the mirror or I don’t remember it and I see: my cheeks are slightly red, but my neck is in red wounds, and most importantly I throw back my hair and I feel completely scared! ears! it is on them that terrible bloody scars! They tell me not to cry because it hurts for me, they give me soap and a towel and send me to the shower to wash off all the dirt, I wash myself, ask for clothes and get, of course, a sick leave, but most importantly, clean. A young guy is sitting on a bench, then it turns out that he is the son of a doctor, he encouraged me, but my fear did not pass. They treated me and took me to sleep, but in a strange city and after everything I am scared to sleep and this young man sits down next to my bed and says that he will protect me and that I can sleep peacefully, but leaves himself little light and reads a book and I fall asleep calmly ...

AnaLitik

Sleep can be halved. The first half reflects the reality of your life. The train is life "according to the system", fragmentation (fragmentation). This is a work for which orders are awarded and monuments are erected, but the heroes of the system themselves suddenly realize that they were used by a certain mechanism in which there is no place for either intellectual or instinctive values. When these values ​​revolt against the system, an explosion can occur. Explosion is a "romanticization of instincts" that ignores common sense. But there is also a salutary immersion in water - this is a return to oneself: the deeper and cleaner the water, the more real life is around. This is baptism by investing oneself in something worthwhile, although there is always more dirt (dirt is an unprofitable, albeit surmountable, situation) than we would like. The second half of the dream begins with gazing at the stars - with the desire to escape from all earthly problems. A hospital, a doctor, a doctor's son ... In the story, nothing depends on you. This brings back the habit of thinking and acting stereotypically: "Take a rest and do not think about the motives of your actions."

Alexander

I often dream that I have to run, I try my best, but I move very slowly, I fall, I get up, I do my best, I gasp, I feel that all my muscles are tense, but the final goal is still far away. When I do get to the place, it always turns out that I am already late, something terrible has happened, and if I had been earlier, the dream would have ended well.

Elena-eliseitseva

I often dream that I have to run, I try my best, but I move very slowly, I fall, I get up, I do my best, I gasp, I feel that all my muscles are tense, but the final goal is still far away. When I do get to the place, it always turns out that I’m already late, something terrible has happened, and if I had been earlier, the dream would have ended well

Lastochka

I'm in Moscow. Near the old building. I have to walk around him 9 times. The guard who is nearby is trying to stop me. I run along the street where people in old clothes walk. A tall woman in her thirties with curly black hair catches my leg with a lasso and mounts my horse behind her. I cannot escape. I tell her that if she does not let me go, I will kill myself. I have a dagger in my hands. Then I dream that I am lying, there are a lot of spirits on me, I see their images, gray outlines, but they have no bodies. Someone pulls me out of there, I have a fever, I have a fever and I speak some strange old language.

Pyshistik1985

I have a dream as if I’m walking along the road and see a stranger’s gaze of a man, in my subconscious he’s playing as if he’s dangerous, suddenly a terrible fear envelopes and I start to run uphill (as if from him), I’m running from under my feet, I tear it off with my hands and shout to someone like. to scare him away ... she ran and hid, but the fear was terrible. I woke up ... I was tossing and turning for a long time and fell asleep again ... I dream that I’m going into the entrance ... there the dog cuddles me light color color, I go higher, there is a second dog, but already a black one pops up and they start to fight because of me, I took a pillow in them from somewhere and threw them so that they dispersed, but they did not run away for long, then the one that light suddenly rushes to black and bites into her leg, that the blood of that ash ... they begin to go down to my floor, I cannot separate them and run out of the entrance. After a while, I go back and start cleaning the floors in the stairwell, washing out the blood of a dog. I woke up under the impression that it was so unpleasant. now the weight of the thought about what this could mean ... (I can't even imagine what this dream can be connected with, my young man is now working far away from me, I am 20 years old)

Alexander

In the first episode of running away from a man, the dream indicates an intrapersonal conflict. You are trying to avoid some strong unpleasant thought. She is so unpleasant that it is easier to try to hide from her than to make contact with her.

In the fragment with fighting dogs it comes that your loyalty is mixed with a fair amount of aggressiveness (dog). These feelings towards several people (white and black dogs) cannot be in one place at the same time and without conflict. Therefore, they compete with each other.

It is possible that part of the dream is related to your boyfriend, although it is understandable that even if he was there, the basis of the situation is in particular your relationship to yourself and other people.

Kirr

Dreaming: I see myself running along some catacombs. Gray walls, floor, gray, sloping vault. Catacombs are as follows: as in the entrances -staircase, and spans, from each cell go in three directions - horizontally, up and down. And so I run, choosing those that take me upstairs. And, I don’t know how to put it, I gradually move into myself. I feel that I’m not just running, but running away without memory. I understand that something spontaneously powerful is following me, hostile not just in general, but specifically to me. I flew away in panic, perhaps even animal horror. The sensations are purely physical: shortness of breath, palpitations, when I stumble and fall - pain. I think: "That's it, I’m khan. The nightingale has done it." And then I took such anger! What, I think, ……! And I already fully realize myself. Someone NEPUFFY is chasing me like a hare, but I can’t do anything about it. I make the decision to stop this whole thing. This moment is the most difficult. I turn around. The body itself resists, my head is full of weight, I can hardly understand anything. Only one thought pulsates: I’ll break my resistance, I’m sweating in my sleep and my eyes sting with sweat. Well, I turned around and I saw a shadow flashed on the underlying "staircase" and disappeared around the corner. This something went down. I think (fear is gone, anger and rage remain): No, it won't work! I will catch up and kill, this is my world, I am the master here. And I rush after this NEPYMIKTO. And every time I jump out of the descent onto the "cage", this "creature" manages to slip away. I feel that it is not far, but constantly somewhere around the bend and below. I am already swearing, wheezing (I will not cite which one of me poured out). Then, after running for a long time, I felt like I flew to the next "cage" and saw strange creatures on it. Standing: relaxed to the point, joking about something merrily. I shout: "Where is he ?!" And these gentlemen jump almost to the ceiling. I see them scared to the point of insanity. They cannot utter words, they twitch, tremble, try to crawl away, but they cannot, I am scared in anger :). I run on. There are more and more such types. Howling, screaming, my own mate and wheezing - that's it. it mixes, merges into an uneven drone. In the end I run out into a spacious hall, architecture is no different from all these transitions. There are a dime a dozen of these incomprehensible types. Some of their bodies around. I can not describe them fully, but they are: two hands , two legs, a head, fondle only the claws on the fingers, I remember clearly. And I know that the one I need is at the very end of the hall, behind this crowd. I think: "You freaks out." And the mess begins, not a mess, but a battle The sensations, again, are physical: a blow is a blow, a jump is a jump, the blood is red, redder than in reality. Some hands hit my face, bite my legs, push me in mass to the corridor from which I flew there. And by that time I no longer yelled, but silently made my way to the opposite end of the hall. He grabbed one and threw it away; At some point I understand that there are none of these "subjects" around, and in the corner of the hall the one who was chasing me, like a persecuting animal, huddled up. I walk up to him, saying (in a broken voice): "Now you are going to die." And then I almost understand why all the confusion began: He wanted to take from me something dear for me, without which I cannot live. It was something somewhere inside my chest. Such a little last crumb of something vital to me. I don’t know. I thought (in a dream then): “Take this something out of me and I will not be at all”. Once again I tell him that he will die for this. He covers his face with his hands and shouts: “NO_HE_HE!” I hit him on the hands, they are thrown away from his face and they hang limply - apparently broken bones. I clearly remember the feeling of this blow, just like a blow. He then 🙂 covers his face with his feet! 🙂 and shouts the same thing. I swing again and suddenly a body silently flies out from behind. Legs flashed, hands very close to my eyes. And I woke up. My head is splitting, my body hurts, I am covered in sweat, I have no strength. Then I fell asleep again, this time without dreams. In the morning I said goodbye in the same state. I came to myself for a very long time, almost until the evening I was in such a peculiar coma. About me: not a drug addict :). Male, 25 years old. Yes, God knows what to connect with. It may have gone through some kind of break in the psyche. There are two more dreams of this nature.

AnaLitik

If you share the hypothesis that extraterrestrial civilizations exist synchronously with humanity, then your dream reflects the struggle for independence. People, for example, train dogs. But in order for a dog to become obedient, it must be pushed out of the source of its own sovereignty - “to take something very dear from it, without which it cannot live,” but it will be a servant of man. An extraterrestrial civilization treats a person like a dog, it pushes a person out of his innermost depths, where he is one with the universe, and then he "lives, guided by the program embedded in him." Reading is not for the faint of heart about this - this is the book "Deviation Monitor human psyche"A. Meneghetti. NSBF "Ontopsychology", Moscow, 2003.

Kirr

I don't even doubt that life on the planet is not unique in the entire universe. But then the question arises: why do we, and in this case, me, are needed by these creatures. Or, roughly speaking, I thought of myself where- then in the depths of his consciousness thought up this struggle for himself?

AnaLitik

In the book "Image and the Unconscious" a whole chapter is devoted to this 12.2. "Causes and Phenomenology of Incubations". The first reason is the expropriation of energy (each individuation is a natural accumulator, and highly developed technology allows you to remove energy without using the stomach). The second reason is the mental and psychogenetic colonization of the land. It is only necessary to bear in mind that the reliability of such information is being checked by everyone independently on the basis of their own level of development.

G-a-n-i-c-h

Hello. I am dreaming of a room that I do not know, but this is my job. My ex-husband is sitting in the office. We talked about something a little bit. Then an abrupt transition. My friend and I are walking home along the street, it is already dark, around 11 or 12 at night. Suddenly behind we hear someone's voices and some kind of noise. They scream and run away from someone. We understand that we also need to run. First we run along the road, then we turned towards a house. All the doors in the entrances are with combination locks, but we know this and are not trying to open them. We decided to hide in the trash bin, this room is next to the entrance. We continue to think that we have not gotten rid of the danger. I decided to go up the garbage chute to the first floor and open the front door from the inside to let my friend in. I did it. And I think, nothing that the smell will not be pleasant, but alive and well. I went to the door and now I open it, then I do not open it. I felt like I was in control of my sleep. I do not know what to do. Open the door, then scroll the dream back. I stand near the door and listen. And I want to open the door and I'm afraid. In the end, I don't know whether I opened it or not. At this moment I woke up. This dream made a strange impression on me. I cannot explain which one.

Ateh

I dream that I run around some dachas, then I climb onto the roofs of some sheds, jump off them and find myself in the village where my grandmother lived, in another city. I see my grandmother, her youngest son and his wife. They are very surprised to see me - after all, I must be almost 4 thousand km away. How did you end up here they ask me. And I explain to them that everything is very simple. You just need to know where the line of sleep runs, and then when you cross it, you can be in the place that you intended. They are very surprised, but to me this magic seems very ordinary

Pavluhacool

Once I had a dream that my class teacher said that there would be a disco at the school and all 9 and 10 grades gathered at it and came. While standing in front of the exit, many of my friends drank alcohol, including myself. And my classroom saw this and told two police officers to detain me ... while I was about to run away, I saw that my Drizya (there were three of them boys, including the one that I like and he knows about it just can't meet me because we we will rarely see each other) sat on the ground and did not help me, did not stop them and I ran on and now a huge clay rock was growing up next to me and I was trying to climb it, but it didn’t work ... and now I’m all dirty running across another road and beyond I see these policemen in the city, in fact, they were not the same policemen who at first ran after me, but they were similar and also in uniform, I forgot to say that I was with a friend and now they catch us and say that if we don’t give them money and gold then we will kill you, my friend gave her ring, and I gave the chain, but it was not enough for them and they decided to rape us, one of them had already begun to undress. but I didn’t want to lose my virginity from the rapist and tried to escape and it worked out (my school was near my house) I already started to run home, but suddenly I felt that 3 bullets had been put into me and I (oddly enough) fell (straight) near the garbage can and I was killed. Most of all I am interested in the behavior of my friends, please explain my dream, the answer to it, please send it to my email [email protected]

Ateh

I dream that I am at some train station (or at the airport). I'm running from one person. I run away from the station, there is sand around, but it is not associated with the desert, but rather with the beach, that is, so pleasant and wet. I run up to the bridge, the bridge is also in Psk. for some reason it seems to me that the bridge will help me escape. but on the bridge I see him. I run past and run down the bridge. below is my mother with some kind of sticks under her arm. she stops me and begins to tell me that she ordered some sculptures in my honor to decorate the bridge. I ask which ones. she invites me to turn around. I turn around and see something like sphinxes standing at the very top of the bridge, and below, on the descent, a sculpture of a cobra with a swollen hood. I'm asking about the rub. she says that the third is very large and she has not yet assembled it and that the sticks under her arm are part of the sculpture. I ran further after the figure of the man. he went into a restaurant, I ran after him. it was a huge chic 19th century style restaurant, high ceilings, huge crystal chandeliers, waiters in black jackets and white gloves. I was not dressed appropriately, but no one paid attention to it. I slipped behind the man, he sat down at the table, I also sat down at the table (at another). he began to place an order, and I began to watch the animation. suddenly I realized that he was coming here because of the girl who was sitting across the table opposite him. she sat alone. she was wearing a tight-fitting gold dress and was very beautiful. she talked to some children. I knew that she saw that this man was interested in her, and because of this I behaved very awkwardly. I don't remember further

AnaLitik

The bridge is the path to solving the problem. The problem, judging by the dream, has to do with a romantic adventure. The main obstacle is "sculptures" - rules that contradict life, which were once established by my mother. Learn to work around these rules without conflicting with them. Or, as Buddhists like to say, “Don't obey. Don't rebel. Go to yourself (your goal). And don't stop. "

Bria

Me the day before yesterday a strange dream dreamed. Some kind of incomprehensible city ... We are sitting with my ex-boyfriend in some empty white room, then he takes my hand and says "let's go quickly, let's run." We run out and see that fires are burning everywhere, we are running around this city, running around the fires ... There are a lot of people around, but they seem to be somewhere in another dimension ... I start not to keep up with him, and he shouts “well, where are you, come on quickly, hold on "... Then suddenly my friend appears, whom he does not know, and we start to run three of us ... He repeats all the time" don't come off, hold on, I'm losing you - where are you, faster "... Then I stumble and let go of his hand ... He screams my name, and I fall and stay on the ground ... He screams my name again ... and I wake up. I cannot understand what it is, our relationship did not last long and we are now the best friends ...

Gan

I dream that I’m knocking out of work and running after some kind of young man and I don’t see him. As if I ask passers-by where he went and they send me to standing nearby garages. I go into them and I’m overwhelmed by a feeling of loss, I can’t get out of to go out. spinning around myself and looking at the sky, I find a way out and immediately appear at home. at home I have a feeling that I’m very late for work. a young man is next to me, but not the one I was looking for, he feels like my beloved and I love him very much, only I do not see his face. We quickly go to landing, i I close the door and then a little gnome appears under my left elbow with an envelope in his hands. He leans the envelope against the wall and begins to rub it, sort of like a magic wand. The envelope is imprinted on the wall and a wedding ring falls out of there, rolls out the door and I understand that it’s not I can get it, which upsets me very much. The gnome immediately disappears. I again get the feeling that I need to go to work, I start to quickly go down the stairs and a huge rat jumps on me. He hugs me and starts to lick it, then jumps away from me. He reaches the wall. he jumps on me and starts biting on the neck, but I don't feel pain, this was repeated three times. Then the young man and I enter the elevator, the doors begin to close and the same rat jumps on him, bites his neck and my young man turns into a vampire. I am very scared and from this I fall asleep. Then I fall asleep again and already stand in front of work, I am afraid to go there because I know that I was very late, but still I go in and I’m all glad that I came to work.

Alexander

Happiness is somewhere close, you are looking for it, but it eludes you. I want romance and magic - gnome. Rat unpleasant thoughts with which you torture yourself (like: all men are goats). The vampire was silent, the materialization of unpleasant thoughts, the person of whom you unconsciously provoke to bad.

Ciboire

I remember from here. I run out of the underpass to the platform where trains, winter, a pile of semi-liquid dirty snow under my feet, evening, a lot of electric light, everything glares orange, and out of the corner of my eye I see that the train will go now, without stopping running, looking exclusively under legs - so as not to fall into this slurry, and run, flop. the train is kind of strange. I understand that this is actually a minibus and is going somewhere, fig knows where. Okay, I think I’ll go out at the first stop and have to go back. then it becomes light there and on the seats in front of me there is a guy who lives on my staircase and who, when I went out there to smoke, I often pestered me with conversations, but in general he was not a bad guy (how did he end up there ?? that is very long. and so I told him that I sat in the wrong place, and he somehow even got scared, he says, you have to ask the driver to stop. and I look, we are going somewhere not there at all, some late autumn forest, a dirt road. and went to the driver's cab. and here is the most powerful. I go up to the driver's cab and - the laws of space in a dream are often violated - I look and see ... uh ... the view (and a little bit from above) of some old, old scary wooden shed near some overgrown fence, next to utensils, what something leather or stuffed ... scary ... and at the same time - this is a minibus cab and there is a driver ... I did not immediately consider the driver - he, it turns out, is sitting in something like a playpen, but a big curve made of splintered old gray boards, which (this playpen) is attached to the shed at a certain height from the ground. the barn is also crooked, and the driver is partially covered by boards and some kind of garbage, standing next to... and the driver, besides driving the minibus (very dashingly), also chops wood, and he is also terrible. I tell him that I need to get out - he does not hear. Passengers sitting close to him begin to make noise, one Gopnik-looking kid even makes him a threat. and he exits (the movement does not stop in this case, in my opinion). this is an angry half-mad old man, dry, all long, dirty, with absolutely gray hair... he comes out with a hatchet, which he used to chop, and approaches that insolent guy; he has firewood in his hands (he is carrying them), and the driver approaches and starts hitting them with a hatchet, saying something like: “Oh, you don’t like it ... but like that? that's how?!" thus suppressing this person completely, he comes back, without even looking at anyone. all the others, naturally, became extremely quiet, and I, who was standing next to me, went back to my place. I tell this guy, who is sitting in front, that, they say, nothing can be done, we will have to go further, it would be good if we arrived at some train station. but the girl next to me suddenly says to me excitedly: “There is the station! let's!" I see something out of the corner of my eye, and everyone around, for some reason worried about me, also begins to push me to jump out; I jump out, it is not clear how. and find myself in a strange place. and so I jumped out of the minibus and stood there, regaining consciousness, looking around. around something like the outskirts of Moscow, but worse. a lot of empty space, and empty squares, similar to the final bus stops. I don't seem to see houses, but there are many trees in groups. gray, dreary, hopeless. the weather is dry and cool, but there is very little light, although the middle of the day (as if on a weekday) - not even because it is cloudy, but as if this place is far from the source. some cars are driving somewhere, next to a tire service that has fallen apart on empty space like an oasis in the desert: old tires, booths, puddles of oil on the asphalt, some kind of rubbish. there are no people, that is, they are, but somewhere there. in general, everything is very unfriendly. and I look around, trying to somehow orient myself and quickly get away from the place where I jumped out, because from time to time minibuses pass by slowly nearby, and it seems to me that they are prowling, that is, I am afraid that this driver will want me return. I walk and understand that I don't see anything connected with electric trains nearby, that I managed to get to hell knows where. although, of course, I'm glad that I got out of that minibus - because I also feel that the final stop would be a much more unpleasant place. I'm going. there are people, only women, about forty years old, but often older. everyone is very exhausted, to the point of spite, extremely poorly dressed and, it seems, even without much interest in how they look. weekday, they go shopping. I come to the bus stop, there are more people, different. I look to whom to turn to for help, but I see very embittered or suffering faces. I go into a crowd of people and there a suspiciously cheerful grandmother with a little white dog on a leash is the first to address me; she says, at first, in general, without addressing anyone, joyfully, even sweetly: “I found a dog, a dog ... cute, yes ? uchi what! " and then to me, who was next to me: "Oh, young, handsome! how to name? tell me what you want to name your son, and so I will name her. " I understand that she is so funny, because she is already crazy, everyone looks at her mournfully - but they are also waiting for me to answer. and for some reason I answer this question and say depressed: “Vadim” (although I don’t understand why it was Vadim) there I still ask how I can get to my district, hoping that I’m still within Moscow ... I am told that in principle it is possible .. but difficult. and show me how to get to a place where they can help me. I come to some door and then it’s not clear, I don’t remember exactly, or maybe there’s just a jump, and I go in, something there-tram-there-there - and find myself in a courtyard, very cozy, but as if not urban already, but an urban-type settlement. evening, ten o'clock. there guys meet me: two guys, about 13 years old, a girl of about the same age, but distinguished by some sorrowful knowledge, and another younger girl, about 9 years old, I tell them, they undertake to lead me - for them my appearance becomes a bright event that breaks the usual , set the teeth on edge, the course of things, almost an adventure. but one of the guys still does not miss the opportunity and hints, they say, will you reward for your help? I nod: of course. but a certain drunk hears this, who is near at that moment, and naturally revives. “We will help! We will help, of course! tell me where, we'll help everyone! " and is fond of following. I feel how the children are depressed, they are disgusted and ashamed, and we all understand that he may well go to vileness for this reward. but we go and enter some kind of narrow cave, a little more wide than a path, but with high ceiling... he follows us and says something excitedly, and one of the guys drives him away, even angrily. I understand that this is his father and he is very ashamed and hated. I turn around and see the entrance to the cave, there are two of their pushing figures, but we go further, and this boy seemed to hold him back. the cave is strangely lit: the light is pale gray-yellow above the ceiling, and below it is dark, so that they are barely visible stone walls at the sides at arm's length. next to me is that girl, I feel that she is interested, she is agitated, but at the same time a terrible longing for their life, for her own, rolled over her. but somehow she struggles with it, it's easier for children. and asks something, confusedly talks about some dresses, lunches in the school cafeteria, the recent strong wind in the street, which frightened her very much. a little behind are also an excited, joyful guy and a little girl. and so we go out (there was a huge boulder that had to be rolled back, covering the exit, but it turns out to be surprisingly light and from some kind of material like papier-mâché), we go out and find ourselves even at the place where that jump took place and I got to them into the courtyard. and again the same time of day, the same around. we go a little, I am interested in her stories (although now I barely remember them) and in general participation in her, but she suddenly points forward and says: “Get out! there is your bus, run quickly! " I see the square ahead and begin to run, intending to figure out on the way where, in fact, I should run there. I quickly turn to her, smiling gratefully, she is also very smart, kind, even as if looking blessingly. (And so, it turns out, I did not reward them with anything). I run to this square, and the square is like that. in my childhood I had a round table mirror with a bow, on which it rests, on one side a mirror, and on the other a postcard and a square on it; ancient Soviet and itself unremarkable, but some strong emotional experience was associated with it in childhood: I broke it, or stuck it somewhere. and this square in front is exactly the same as on that postcard. I run to her, but I do not have time to notice that she is actually strangely far away: a little ahead, but much lower than my level (this was the view on that postcard). I run as fast as I can along the gray-rusty lawn - and all of a sudden I fall off the edge! there is a straight line concrete wall, probably thirty meters high, and below there are fountains. I was flying, I heard the exclamation of the guys who were left behind - and now from above - but for some reason I’m not afraid to crash. I land in the fountain somehow obliquely and further, trying to extinguish the terrible speed gained in flight, I run, jump, roll over the cars on the square (Soviet cars, of the 30s, everything is generally so textbook Soviet, and the season is summer, and sunny, and briskly - well, actually, like on a postcard) and, extinguishing the inertia by another roll over the car, I finally get up on my feet normally and wake up. [well, everything is simple with the area. I needed an area that was different from those that were in my dream before, a "good" area, and I needed it quickly - until I had time to turn around and see. so they "took advantage" of the first emerging view, that is, the one from the postcard, which was fixed in the memory from childhood because of the incidents associated with it. but this is a top view, so in a dream I fell into it from the upper "level"]

Ateh

dreamed of summer. day, the sun is high, thick grass, blue sky. I am running with a group of people. Suddenly in the distance in the grass we see something incomprehensible. We hide in an abandoned barn. There is a shadow. we carefully look out and contemplate exactly what we saw. It turns out to be several very large glossy gray geese, very beautiful. For some reason we are afraid of them. In order for us to stop being afraid of them, they turn into people. These people are divided into two groups - one group comes into contact with us and guards the second group, which is located at a certain distance from us and consists of several females, with white hair, very white skin, and just generally very fragile and somehow weak, in need of gentle care. They cause curiosity, but since it is obvious that they need time to get stronger, no one makes any attempt to approach them.

26

I am in a huge palace of culture or in a scientific institute. Stalinist building with columns. I run after some woman, she shows me the way to get out of here. I follow her trustingly. Already at the very doors of the lobby (through glass doors I saw the street), my guide lady suddenly turned 180 degrees and ran back. "Why?? I shouted, trying to understand and stop her. For some reason, I believed in her knowledge and ran after her. She ran to the window and jumped into it, and there is the height of the 2nd floor. I did not understand why it was necessary to jump from a height when we were at the very doors. I didn’t jump, afraid to break my legs, and ran back to the door, annoyed in my soul that I had lost so much time. Then I noticed green snakes under my feet. In some places there were only the heads of snakes, some of the snakes were small and almost not scary, but there were also long ones. I was afraid not to step on them. Finally I found myself outside the building. The serpent under my feet grew more and more. There was a station nearby and I saw the tail of my train. She will leave soon, but I was not completely sure that I needed to go on her. Out of nowhere, my mother's friend turned out to be nearby, she was my confidant as a teenager. This woman is sorry for everyone, she is the local mother Teresa, she takes pity on all the disadvantaged. I slipped and fell on my back. A dangerous gray-brown snake was under my hand. “Be careful, lie down, don't move,” my mother’s friend told me. She knew the habits of these creatures. Now the main thing is without sudden movements, not to frighten her, so that she does not bite me. I was lying on my back, afraid to even squint my eyes in her direction. I froze, only occasionally moving my lips to ask what she was doing. But soon I distinctly felt that she was crawling over me, towards my face. “Close your mouth, or she will crawl into it,” my mother's friend warned me. I strengthened myself with the last of my strength, but I already felt that I was on the verge nervous breakdown... My chin shook and my teeth chattered loudly. I tried to control myself, but I couldn't. I woke up from the fact that I was lying in the same position and chattering teeth.

AnaLitik

Let me remind you that in the Tutorial on Imagogics: “The building represents the place where, since ancient times, the subject was fixed in a state of individual regression, up to suicide or murder. In milder cases, the image indicates an external emotional-sensory environment. " Therefore, when we see the heroine of a dream in a huge palace of culture, then we can deal with "a state of strong emotional and sensory arousal, close to affect."

If the soul (In-se) is terrified, then we are talking about some kind of dangerous situation. The image of the snake usually has the same interpretation as in the Bible. The snake impressed the first woman, Eve, and took advantage of this to introduce distortion. It acts as a special poison, which "is likened to life itself so that a person metabolizes it better, however, as soon as he tunes the body to a certain program, a complete regression of personality begins." Without additional information, it is difficult to understand what exactly the situation is connected with, but a woman who resembles Mother Teresa once in a similar situation rescued you.

The second logic of this dream (maybe imaginary, maybe real) is related to sex, since the snake can personify the penis in a negative context.

Moonwalker

The world spins around me like a top. Curling whirlwinds beautiful pictures and landscapes. I sweep through him. Megapolis. Town. Rotating, the city is present in lampposts, shop windows, shops in parks, in fountains and flower beds. The city is lonely. There are no people in it. There are no other people besides me. A city without people sweeps through me. I am running. I'm running alone. I run as fast as a person cannot run. I am asleep. And I run. I run as fast as the wind flies, coldly licking the sidewalks and walls of houses with its fast shadow. Too fast. My task: to find, to catch up with HER. There is a sense of anxiety. As if she was in danger. Perhaps I am in danger in this frantic race. But I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I keep on running. I run, I run, accelerating with all my might. There is an inexhaustible source of strength and endurance inside me. I do not get tired, I am a prodigy, a perfect person. Incredible speed, reaction, coordination, strength, plasticity. I run for a long time, jump over parapets, cross empty highways and train stations, bridges and squares. And everything, the whole world around, does not escape my gaze. The gaze is quick and focused. The eyes want to catch HER presence. Alarming. I can not find her. I seem to be running in circles. I can run like this forever and not find HER. It becomes creepy that I might be powerless and not find HER. But I do not give up, I continue my run. Suddenly I notice the presence of people, my gaze instantly reacts and is fixed on people. I do not know them. But I don't need to know them personally, just a glance is enough. Respectable people, businessmen with tight wallets and huge ambitions, dressed in expensive Italian brands, sit imposingly in white chairs. Some, crossing their legs, sip tart whiskey, who thoughtfully blows tobacco smoke into the sky. I don't care about them. They don't care about me. I hasten to find HER, they contemplate melancholy. The body is incessantly moving, in the ears buzzing from the cut wind, it is cold. I glance over my shoulder, see these people for the last time. I turn my head forward, I feel that there is no more solid surface under my feet! Moment. I am falling. Fear arose and was immediately extinguished. Like a torpedo thrown from an airplane, I crash into the water. Azure clear water sparkled in the rays of the sun. I break out as a dolphin to the surface. I'm swimming. I swim, working with my arms and legs with all my might. Very fast. I cannot run out of strength, I am infinitely hardy. I feel someone's presence. I turn around and see those very respectable people. They float. Aggressive and fast. I sense the danger posed by the pursuers. But I'm fast. They cannot catch up with me on land. In the town. I'm running. I think I know this place. Rather, I've already been here. Miracle! THERE SHE IS!!! I found her!! He closes the parked car and walks away from me. I'm trying to catch up with her. I am extremely glad that I finally found HER. I have known her for a long time, she is very dear to me. I love her. SHE is very important to me. I have to catch up with her. I'm not trying to shout out to her. I am very fast and will easily catch up with her. As we drew level, our gazes met without saying a word. We both continued to run. Silently. The city, on the other hand, was rushing by us insanely fast. We ran quickly, calmly. It seemed that each of us is in deep thought. The look is calm and focused. No more anxiety. Harmony in everything. Quickly. Emptiness…. we fall ... Water. Traffic. Wind. Freshness. Now we are sailing together. We are two young dolphins. Harmony within us. Calm peace in motion. But it won't always be that way. A taste of alarm appeared in the wind. The types that haunted me last time haunt both of us now. Anxiety. But she is no more, no more. We are stronger, we are faster, we are tougher than danger. Everything is quiet. Two dolphins quickly swim towards the setting sun on the horizon.

772

1. I see someone running, approaching me, I clearly hear his breathing and the sensation of touching somewhere in the upper part of the sternum and neck. In a dream, I realize that this is what I actually feel. Then this sensation arises in the back of the neck, if something would have dived into me ... I woke up, I think it was all for a reason, I magnetized someone with my thought-actions .. 2. .. I remember dreaming of a pink petal drawn on the fabric and in a small window is drawn on it. At the same time, I think that as a child I loved to look out the windows ... you can make a petal inside consisting of windows ... then I remember something else I dreamed about with a pattern on the fabric. 3. I have a drawing on the fabric, the fabric is stretched on a special frame and there is something brightly drawn. The price of the drawing is 1500 rubles. Around the grass is green, I need to remove the grass under and around the picture. I see a large elephant nearby in the grass, he picks up a half-meter grass with his trunk and eats. I go up to him and say: Let's go, let's go eat the grass under the drawing (or barbecue ?!).

Cook

The night before, I read the Orders of Love and analyzed my feelings of guilt, maybe the runner got magnetized from here. The plot with a picture highlights the situation of the courses. Both courses disappoint me: one is too narrow and uninformative (here I understand that this price is for not to strain a friend at the initial stage of meeting new version programs and nothing more), in another course I was 1 time, but in the 2nd lesson and for me it was wasted in terms of new knowledge. The teacher, having seated the people, went to another room at the computer, when I had a question, I went and brought her from there, then she began to do her job (so as not to sit around) and sometimes making meager injections of information to the cadets. Inside I found myself surprised and dissatisfied, whom I was healing, that this was only the first lesson that the people needed for educational programs in the previous lesson, now, perhaps, the stage of confrontation with experience and mistakes for the people who see it for the first time. I posed 2-3 questions on the moments that were not clear to me, I received answers briefly. One feels that the teacher is not overwhelmed with the desire to give out, maybe he has worked in full during the day and apparently there is still a lot to be done in the evening. Knowing that an "elephant" can grab me with its trunk, and disfigure me, I would like to understand, is it "an elephant of my thoughts" or the personality of a teacher?

The elephant can symbolize the atmosphere in the courses. The textbook on imagogics says that the elephant "is associated, regardless of the animal itself, with cunning, a willingness to" trample and pierce with tusks "; the trunk of an elephant is like an instrument of violent capture. The image symbolizes a mechanical lattice that disfigures a person like a skating rink that has driven over him. In general, almost any educational process resembles a skating rink, the main thing here is to live up to the diploma.

The "petals" repeated in different dreams are the work of artistic fantasy, the composition of ornaments. In the same way, poets in their sleep continue to write poetry, and mathematicians continue to write formulas. Psychologists, on the other hand, always feel how introjections take place. Hence their passionate desire to defend their own identity and independence. Thanks for the thanks.

772

Summer. I am somewhere on the street .. I remember that several men appeared. I don’t remember what happened, but I got scared and ran as fast as I could. A young guy ran at the same time as me. He ran a little faster than me to the fence made of a chain-link mesh and jumped over it somehow deftly, despite the fact that the fence was about 2.5 meters. There was a feeling of being chased. I, too, deftly caught myself climbed over the fence (in real life, as a child, I climbed over fences) and ran across the wasteland, where the dry bare ground. The feeling that the sun, summer, warmth. The guy, I see, is also running, on the far right. At about the same time we run up to a light 5-storey building, it would be on a hill. The guy turns left in my direction and begins to climb the bright staircase, apparently leading to this house. The staircase is located across the trajectory of movement (I can see a light wall at an angle of 45 degrees and that the guy began to climb), behind it there is greenery and this house. I realized that there was no chase and that the pace could be slowed down. I decided, since the guy went here, then I need to go in the other direction, it is better to split up so as not to be caught. And so I went in the direction of the 2nd light 5th floor of the house, which is on the right, intending to go behind him. (I can see only 2 houses and they stand perpendicular to each other). At the same time I hear people chanting: “Angel! Angel! Anegel! " (I don't see people, I just hear). I turn (to go behind the house) and get into some bottleneck(about 2.5 m wide) between light-colored walls, resembling part patio or a corridor where daylight, the walls are light underfoot Smooth surface... A little girl in a white dress, 3-5 years old, stands on the way, I take her head with my hands and rearrange her, I walk on a couple of steps myself. Girl loudly: What are you !? It hurts me! I turn to her, take her hands in mine and kiss both hands. Waking up, I hear: Nauseous .. Dying .. I associate sleep with the proposal to participate in a master class in an event for the purpose of PR. The park will have a drum show, an improvisation theater, and here you can do a master class. At first I was loaded, what to show .. in my head there is a feeling that you don't know anything, you don't know how (this happened before exams, it seemed to me that I don't remember anything, I don't know .. Even at the technical school on the defense, although after all finished work was .. and I still waited until the special commission left and then came to the defense. The teacher exclaimed: Excellent! Why didn't you come out before the commission to speak ?! She apparently wanted the commission to show more high level preparation of the group.). Then I decided in practice to see how the paints behave at 30 degrees in the open air - they dry instantly, scatter (an outline is formed). But I don't want to give up the opportunity either ... This dream also resembles some kind of scene from childhood.

AnaLitik

Who is this guy with whom you overcome the chain-link fence? Perhaps your brother? Together you fight against the grid (matrix) that parents set, and then each goes his own way. On the way is a girl in a white dress, which prevents the passage. Children "mean undeveloped instincts or functions." People are chanting, “Angel! Angel!". Angelic behavior occurs in those children who are very dependent and obedient, although this is usually not positive for them. Their "head" is a weak point. If we consider everything in the context of the upcoming master class, then we need to avoid negative (inhibiting creativity) pressure from potential critics.

Cook

Who is this guy? .. one of the brothers - I don't think so. Ex-husband I was introduced to the work of the professor, perhaps it is him. I don’t know if my behavior was angelic, I remember that I was mobile, at school age I was unhappy for my behavior, I studied for grades. I remember that they beat me and frightened me with various differences: then don't do it, don't go there, don't turn it on, sleep, or else ... My aunt said that she once caught the scene: younger brother(he is 11 years older than me) I had to run into the street, he turned his winter hat on the left side, crawled under the bed and scared me from there so that I would not get out of bed while he was walking. I understand everything that the boy wanted to do his own thing and parents over 40 are already too lazy to mess with the child, their problems, irritation .. this is the head that turned out

Cook

Perhaps this guy is a familiar artist, whose name coincides with the name of my older brother V. The coincidence is that before going to bed “Big Brother” I drew based on the manner of this artist, while thinking over his paintings and manner. I liked his work with pineapple (pineapple and a number of slices), I included pineapple (and other fruits) in my still life, of course it turned out something different. Now fantasy associates pineapple with a penis during ejaculation, perhaps that is why the plot of the dream was about masturbation. It is also a coincidence that this artist is studying the professor's work.

All night long running on the roofs, hiding behind some pipes, in the next house, too, someone was running and shooting in my direction. But of course he did not kill me 🙂 At the same time, I was not at all afraid for my life, although the bullets flew very close. Someone on “my” roof (as I understand it - in “my team”) was still shot, someone was wounded ... Moreover, a person I knew was wounded, and the one who was shot saw this face for the first time. I myself was aiming hard at the telescopic sight, but I never pulled the trigger. Each time I found excuses (to shout something to someone, to run over another pipe ...) so as not to press. In general, I was playing the fool, it turns out 🙂 I also remember that under all this running around there was some kind of background, from the category of what a detective (to solve) differs from just an action movie (to shoot).
I must say right away that I haven’t watched TV at all for almost two years, so this is not because of my hobby for militants.

Danilf

Dear Yaroslav. I often have the same dreams that repeat themselves smallest details... One of these dreams (although I hadn’t dreamed of it for a long time) frightened me very much: I was running along asphalt track... On the sides of it there are low borders, behind them are trimmed in the form geometric shapes shrubs. The landscape makes me feel rejected. The path turns sharply, and out of the corner of my eye I see two men in dark clothes and hats. For some reason, I don't want to turn back and meet them. I run further - the path unexpectedly ends with a river. I jump into the water, and I begin to be pulled into the pool upside down. I see a black swirling funnel beneath me. There is a feeling of falling. Suddenly I see myself from the side, as if from below. I see my face approaching: my mouth is open, although I do not hear a scream, my hair is disheveled. At this moment, I always woke up. Perhaps this is not a very stupid dream, and I will not waste your time.

Alexander

This is not a stupid dream, but rather a diagnostic one. But its contextual meaning is difficult to decipher, although many symbols are clearly indicated - the unwillingness to admit something expressed in the elements of persecution [two men in dark clothes and hats, I don’t want to meet them]. At the same time, a shift in the undesirable direction in the psychic environment itself matters [the landscape evokes a feeling of rejection in me]. In the end, the Ego of the dream is overwhelmed by unconscious contents [pulls into the pool upside down, I see a black swirling funnel]. Disheveled hair also speaks of a disorder in thoughts, chaos. Hair (in fairy tales and dreams) is the source magical power... Curls of hair are believed to maintain a bond with another person over time and distance. Cutting hair and sacrificing it often means submitting to a new collective state - renouncing the old and being reborn. In some ancient tales, the capture of demons is mentioned, who combed their hair and combed out all the lice from them, which implies that the confusion (existing in the Unconscious) must be corrected, everything must be ordered and brought to Consciousness. Thanks to such a semantic load, people who need psychotherapy or at the beginning of it often dream of hair that is in a wild mess.

Kiruxa

Strong sleep. I am writing while still under the impression. The impression is mixed.
So:
The night is deep but clear, everyone is asleep.
at first I do not remember there were some races. we fled from someone from the school district, why I don’t remember. Me and someone was with me all the time ...
closer to home it became easier, it became clear that some strangers were cutting around who were terrorizing everyone around, I wanted to walk quietly and unnoticed, without getting involved in fights, and then the roofing felts spotted us, but rather, during sleep, I sort of “came to my senses chtoli ", approaching more and more native places, and at some point I realized that I can no longer hide, and it suddenly felt offensive to me, they say, I am not of rank to hide from any trash

aliens turned out to be a trash, exactly 3 classic ideal spherical ball shapes. They kidnapped people who were sleeping on a hike and did something bad with them, experiments chtoli could be implanted, maybe they replaced people ... Then apparently they decided to get away with us, but then a big bummer came out ...
I had some kind of invisible something connected with my right hand (often in dreams where I am "more or less me") ... closest of all is the "set of everything" - i.e. something that, at my request, turns into anything ..., with which I, as they began to swoop in on us, "adjusting on the knee," and taking it in my right hand, I began to fire volleys at the balls, I somehow pulled something invisible like a slingshot with my right hand, took a lead - how did I know up to 34 of their maneuvers, predicted their trajectories,
then he launched ... the volleys were a burst of 7-9 laser-like beams, bright red. It looks like I was tuning something invisible to the color of the balls ...

When I hit, and I hit surprisingly well, the balls flashed brightly in the sky and began to jerk convulsively from side to side, pulsing from a small sun to almost complete extinction, obviously my unknown weapon was, if not deadly, then extremely dangerous for them, friend stupidly he ran around me, he probably wanted to help, but maybe he didn't see anything that was happening, he felt the current danger. However, he himself periodically turned into other people, each of whom did not change his essence - he was my companion ...
In the end, the roofing felts I killed these balls, the roofing felts were thoroughly damaged and they hurriedly retreated. It looks like the whole area has been freed from them, apparently they will be afraid to poke their heads here in the near future ... and people did not even wake up as they were asleep and asleep ...

The same place ... a double waterfall, the junction of 4 borders ...

Here is the earliest morning possible, the sun has not yet risen, no one and nothing around, only scraps of morning white strangely dense fog, however, it was surprisingly bright and sunny, I thought it would be when the sun really starts to rise. There was also an amazing atmosphere of many thousands of years of antiquity of harmony and peace here. As if everything around froze in anxious anticipation of a real miracle ...
And then I was almost blinded by something like a solar flare from one side, as if for a moment the sun peeped out from the horizon, peeped out and disappeared again. ...
The remnants of the fog were washed away at once literally by a wave of physically tangible golden sunlight and soft heat…
From there, a little bit to the left of this newborn solar something, a roofing felts or a lion with a small lion appeared, I just didn't understand except that there were two of them - a large (large) and a small one, and I also felt that a great crowd had gathered around animals invisible to the human eye, and maybe not only animals, maybe invisible people or spirits, but there were animals for sure, my long-gone dog also seemed to be here among them, or it seemed to me that I would meet him here. Probably they went out to meet the birth of these lions, or maybe they were just seeing them off - I don't know ...
I really wanted my dog, it hurt my soul to meet ash, but I understand that now it is unlikely to work out ....
and then there were other things and how I did not want to stay here to rest, I had no time ...

Anyway, we quickly passed this place and ended up on my side of the river. Here it was again dark at night. And again we were nagging from someone ... but here, oddly enough, no aliens appeared, although I felt a certain danger ...
I kept looking to see if the light was on in my windows ... and here's another thing that seemed to me that someone else was accompanying me here, or if someone else was of a different sex. female ..

Woke up was not a very pleasant feeling. Not counting, of course, a fragment with a solar birth.

Kiruxa

there were dreams in between. but fragile enough,
there were also non-military "experiences" but much less that pleases.

I seem to be with my mother and probably as someone else I don’t remember going somewhere. Moscow is not Moscow but the area is clearly not ours far from home.
at some point, the news comes about the latest (new) film adaptation of the Strugatskys' book - a gorgeous fantasy, and the film is called "Temark". we are very happy because Obviously, the last time with films in general byad.
I seem to say something like "you understand what this means"? (but this is not exactly what could have been fantasized in the inter-dream book)
after which I very quickly leap forward and rather strangely run like this to this premiere. it turns out there is not a single person yet and I really want to be the first. and at some point, my speed goes over all the boundaries of someone else I jump in a cunning way, but I start to fly and I fly in a very similar way as I did before. the feeling of freedom, of course, is a joy, but the flight is so fast that sometimes I do not have time to control it and I am carried somewhere else on the track. I remember that I overtook some mother with a child, the dream ended when something like a Sokolnichesky car dealership appeared next to me. the entrance to which looked like an underpass on the subway roofing felts. maybe it was a landmark, I knew for sure that the cinema was on the other side of the road, or maybe it just attracted my attention with something.

there was one more independent fragment. seemingly just before this plot. the fragment consisted in the fact that they found the corpse of a little boy well, and in general it became clear that there was a murder that made me happy that I was "found" else I was looking for some kind of traces of the perpetrator.
there is a deeper symbolism than in temarka as I understand it. but for now I will not touch it.

in the dream itself, while I understand only the current is that the symbolism is taken from everyday life ...
recently came across a good Russian science fiction serial, Temark - a slightly changed name of a person on one forum .... there is obviously some underlying reason here. but that's what it is.

And good afternoon! I dream that I am walking over a steep descent to the sea, in my hands I have my puppy, which suddenly jumps out of my hands, I call him by name, he does not respond and runs down to the sea, I stand and watch, he runs to the sea runs into it and I see him lying flat on the water, I run to him, but he goes to the bottom (he does not flounder, as he lay flat not far from the shore, he went to the bottom), I run to the sea, I see he is rolled into a ball on day, I understand that he drowned, some child next to me says that it was the same with their dog and they did not save ... I pull it out into the sea, she crushes the water alive like dogs after bathing, but I can get out of the water, man on the one standing on the shore he gave me his hand and I went out. Before the events, I walked to the car to go home, but now I decided to go to the house that I rented, to dry myself right here on the shore ...

Running is a traditional symbol of health and longevity, as well as a means of salvation from potential danger. A running dream can be a dream of masculinity or a dream of salvation.

Usually in dreams where there is running and the dominant feeling is fear, you can see yourself running all night and eventually fleeing from impending danger (which can drain you emotionally), or you will constantly stumble, bump into countless obstacles, and the object of your fears will seem even scarier.

In the latter case, try to look at the plot of the dream through the prism of events happening to you in real life, paying attention to the area in which you feel the pressure. Sometimes this can be a wonderful solution to a pressing problem (See HUNTING).

Interpretation of dreams from Loff's Dream Interpretation

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Dream running

brisk walking between the hills of Safa and Marwa: Running between Safa and Marwa in a dream indicates an improvement in relations with someone and reconciliation after enmity and quarrel, as well as getting rid of anxiety and an inheritance from Allah (livelihood). If the one who had such a dream is sick, then he will recover and begin to earn his living.

Interpretation of dreams from the Islamic dream book

What does sleep run mean

Improvement in business and well-being in family life... Running in splendid isolation - you will have a rapid career growth. Decent earnings will come along with a high position. Running on tall grass - new exciting beginnings await you ahead that will absorb all of your free time... Participate in running competitions - you will compete for the attention of a loved one, in which your opponent will fail.

Remember the feeling of running, imagine how easy it is for you to run, as if you had wings behind you. Be sure to run (not mentally, really) at least a few steps.

Chasing someone - the vacation you have dreamed of for so long will become a reality. Tired of running - a dream portends a wonderful vacation for you. Running in the company of other people - a pleasant company will allow you to take a break from stress last days and get a charge of positive emotions.

Try to remember the faces of the people running with you. They will become your companions for recreation and entertainment. Imagine around the face of those people, meeting with whom will bring you the most pleasure.

Running without a specific goal / Running for the sake of running - procrastination, uselessness of action. Running barefoot - you made rash steps, trouble is inevitable. Running on the edge - your rash risk will lead to danger. Running in a circle - your actions will lead you to a dead end. Running on the spot - your indecision will cause difficulties that you will face in the near future. Stumbling while running - your mindless actions will lead to monetary losses.

Concentrate on the fact that the purpose of your run was to fulfill the instructions of the general under whose command you serve (see General).

Interpretation of dreams from the Dream Book of Simeon Prozorov

Dream Run

If in a dream you are running somewhere with other people, this means that soon you will take part in some kind of fun holiday. Also, such a dream portends significant success in business. If in a dream you stumbled or fell, you are in danger of financial problems. Running alone means you will overtake your friends on your path to wealth and take a higher place in society.

Interpretation of dreams from the Modern dream book

What Dreams Mean Running

(See interpretation: competition)

A dream in which you yourself run, not knowing where, means loss and poverty. If a rich man sees in a dream that he has run to a place, then ruin and early death awaits him. If in a dream you ran and were tired, then monetary losses and disappointments await you. See interpretation: purpose.

However, if you participate in competitions and are the first to come to the finish line, then success in business, profit and good news... Running in a dream with other people is a sign of imminent success in business. Running away from someone or something in a dream is a sign that you will be able to avoid great danger. A dream in which you see people running predicts important news for you. If in your dream people are trying to escape and run away, then a lot of grief and disappointment awaits you. If in a dream you want to run and cannot move, then you have to endure many difficult trials in life, your affairs will stagnate for a long time, your desires and ambitions will never come true. If in a dream you are in a hurry to run somewhere and safely reach the place, then great success awaits you in a well-planned business. Running after someone in a dream and catching up with a person or an animal is a sign of great luck and unexpected joy. See interpretation: animal, hunting.

If in a dream you see a familiar person running towards you, then expect to receive news of the sudden death of this person. People running in a dream are a harbinger of unrest and confusion. See interpretation: crowd.

Seeing in a dream how two running people collided predicts many problems, squabbles and strife that you will have to face. However, if those who collided were children, then the dream is very favorable and promises you many good and joyful feelings, pleasant weather and a meeting with nice people. However, if the children had sticks in their hands, then do not expect peace and good luck. Such a dream can mean a quarrel, disagreement, civil strife, and even a civil war or revolution. See interpretation: children.

Chasing your enemy in a dream and grabbing him means that your affairs will go more successfully than you expect. Chasing someone in a dream and not catching - bad dream... He warns you that you are overconfident and do not trust anyone. This time, however, you should heed a friend's advice - otherwise, you will greatly regret your stubbornness. If in a dream you run away from your pursuers, then the dream tells you that you should not sit back and wait for the weather by the sea. You need to tighten up and try to find a way out of the predicament in which you find yourself. This will not be easy because you will have to resist the temptation and give up the pleasures that you are used to. See interpretation: bandit, police, car.

A dream in which you run up the stairs means that you will be able to avoid danger and successfully pull off a risky business. If in a dream you run up and down stairs, then a lot of work and difficulties await you. See interpretation: ladder.

A dream in which you run and fall is a sign of resentment, failure and grief. Stumbling while running is a harbinger of failure that will occur due to an unfortunate mistake or misunderstanding. Running barefoot in a dream - to poverty and failure in business. See interpretation: shoes, calluses.

Seeing a running wild animal in a dream is a harbinger of imminent wealth and well-being, which you will achieve thanks to your dexterity and dexterity.

Interpretation of dreams from the Family dream book

Run Dream

The dream in which you run in the crowd is good: it promises a cheerful holiday and success in love. If you stumbled and fell, in this case, loneliness and loss of your good name await you due to a connection that discredits you. If in a dream you run away from someone - be afraid of loss.

Interpretation of dreams from an intimate dream book

What does running mean in a dream

Running is fun, celebration, good luck and good events.

To stumble and fall - failures and troubles in the service.

To run alone is to win the championship on the way to a career.

To run away from something - losses, worries and unsuccessful attempts to get things right.

Interpretation of dreams from the Dream Interpretation for the bitch

The meaning of dreams Running.

Jogging means movement and shaking.

Do you need to go jogging to improve your health? Don't you feel like you are running in place and cannot achieve anything in life?

Do you need a reminder or do you want to run away from memories?

Interpretation of dreams from the American dream book

What does running mean in a dream

Seeing people running alongside in a dream means quarrels and riots.

If the children are still running, then this dream portends the latter pleasure and joy.

A running deer or hare promises to the one who saw them in a dream the acquisition of great wealth by dexterity and resourcefulness.

A horse galloping, trotting or galloping means contentment and fulfillment of desires.

The donkey is running - troubles ahead.

For a sick woman, for a woman to run in a dream is a bad sign.

For everyone else, this is a good omen.

Especially if you dream that you are fleeing from some person. This means safety and peace of mind.

Running after your enemy in a dream predicts victory and profit.

Interpretation of dreams from the Indian dream book

Meaning of Sleep Running

A warning of impending danger that can easily be avoided.

If you are running in a dream, an interesting and good job may await you, but you need to hurry up so that you are not overtaken.

Run fast - a fun pastime awaits you, you are full of strength and energy.

Running and not being able to stop - a lot of work awaits you, huge efforts that will have to be made on the path to success.

Run in a group of other people - you will take part in some kind of fun holiday.

Running after someone until you are very tired is a harbinger of a possible financial defeat or loss.

Running and falling is a serious failure at the very beginning of a new business.

Seeing a fugitive in a dream is anxiety, a period may come that will temporarily deprive you of peace and safety.

Help the fugitive hide - financial problems may await you.

Dreaming of a successful escape - you can avoid the impending danger.

To participate in the race - you have a long journey ahead of you.

You see someone's race from the outside - for the upcoming meeting in your house with friends or relatives.

Participation in cross-country - to minor obstacles in communicating with relatives or people close to you.

Interpretation of dreams from the Dream Interpretation of the XXI century

Interpretation of sleep Running

Running is a symbol of sexual intercourse.

If jogging in your sleep gives you pleasure, then you are quite healthy and in good physical and sexual shape.

If you are exhausted from running or have to run in bad weather, then you are annoyed and depressed by having sex with your regular partner. Although you may not yet be aware of this circumstance, you are already looking for a new sexual partner for yourself.

Interpretation of dreams from Freud's dream book
In D. Loff's dream book, running is interpreted as a traditional symbol of health and longevity, as well as a means of salvation from potential danger. A dream of running can indicate masculinity or salvation.

Here is what D. Loff wrote: “Usually in dreams where there is running and the dominant feeling is fear, you can see yourself running all night and eventually fleeing from impending danger (which can drain you emotionally), or you will be constantly stumble, bump into countless obstacles, and the object of your fears will seem even more terrible. In the latter case, try to look at the plot of the dream through the prism of events happening to you in real life, paying attention to the area in which you feel the pressure. Sometimes it can be a wonderful solution to a pressing problem. "

Interpretation of dreams from the Psychological dream book
Running very fast is fun and overwhelming.

To run and fall - there is a lot of work ahead.

Running starts is a failure at the very beginning.

Running and not being able to stop - you have to put in a lot of work, make a lot of effort.

Running after someone until tired is a loss of money.

To overcome something is to gain a lot of confidence.

For a woman to run away from a man is love.

Interpretation of dreams from the Noble dream book

A swift, fast run in a dream is often a signal of danger. But the dreamer can avoid it, because the information received in night dream, warns of impending disaster, and even gives a hint on how to get around the pitfalls. However, sometimes the same vision indicates that a big holiday is ahead, or prophesies good luck. Why are the interpretations so different? It all depends on the details of the midnight vision. It is they who will tell you what the fast run dreamed about.

Miller's word

But Miller believes that a quick run along the road in a dream is a sign that promises that the sleeper will definitely not make mistakes and rash steps in the near future.

Pause

When you had to run fast in a dream, you should know that upon awakening, circumstances will turn out so that you will have to go on a serious business trip. Why dream that rushing as fast as they stumbled and fell? Alas, this is a harbinger of failure at work and at home.

The plot about the fact that they were in a terrible hurry somewhere at night is a warning from the dream book that one should not succumb to panic and excitement. It is much better to calmly think over everything and only then, having weighed all the pros and cons, make a decision and act.

It is interesting that in many dream books such a vision is interpreted according to the principle of antithesis, when everything happens exactly the opposite: if you are in a hurry, you are unlikely to be in time somewhere.

Internal dissonance

Haste in a dream is a signal that in reality the sleeping person needs to concentrate, think carefully and patiently wait for the right moment.

Unfortunately, the vision that you weren't able to run fast warns that happiness won't light up your life any time soon. For those who are more concerned about professional, commercial issues, such a dream is a hint: things will go neither shaky nor shaky. Why? The dream interpretation suspects that the reason is in internal contradictions tormenting the sleeping person.

In a healthy body healthy mind

Did you run very fast in your night dream? Why did you dream about this? In reality, you will have a great rest, and then you will start working again. And you will do a lot of useful things, feeling an extraordinary surge of strength and energy.

The night fantasy is interpreted a little differently, in which I had a chance to run so hard that it was not immediately possible to stop. Such a plot is a harbinger of a lot of work to be done, which will require a lot of effort, energy, time, - the dream book suggests.

In the leaders of the race

Suddenly, happiness will smile at the one who ran so fast in a dream that he managed to overtake all the other fellow travelers. However, the dream book hints: this plot is evidence that the sleeper is guided exclusively by selfish motives. But be that as it may, he will be able to ensure himself financial independence, a dignified existence.

It is difficult to say whether the interpretation of the vision, in which you had to overtake relatives on the run, will please you. Such a picture promises the dreamer a long life, he will outlive the people seen in a night dream.

If in a dream you did not just run, but fantastically covered the distance, as if you were flying, then be sure: you will be extraordinarily lucky upon waking up!

On the wings

Did you run in a dream with amazing ease? It seems that in reality you will take a profitable, interesting vacancy, although there were many worthy applicants for it.

And if during the dreamed run you also experienced pleasure, then listen to the instruction of the dream book: the time has come to engage in spiritual development, now the most favorable moment for this has come.

The one who in a midnight doze quickly moves forward without fear of anything - in fact, a brave, strong person who can handle any trials.

We let go with all the strength

Did you dream that you ran alone? There is a chance that in reality you will show outstanding talents and take a high position, overtaking your colleagues, classmates or competitors.

The interpretation of the dream will be more accurate and correct if you remember what made you run away in a night dream?

If you flew away, frightened by the beast, you risk in reality committing a rash act. Escaping the fire? Probably health problems, some twists and turns in fate.

The haste, caused by the fact that you have to catch the scheduled public transport, is dreamed of by the lucky ones, whose dreams and plans begin to come true almost immediately after waking up.

Did you try to catch up with someone in a dream? The dream book gives advice: take a rest, collect your thoughts.

Be more careful in your spending, it is possible that the investments will not pay off - this is what I dreamed that we were running fast, however, they did not know exactly where.

If in night vision you still reached a certain goal, then in reality you will be able to realize your ideas, and very successfully.

Road visions

Have you noticed in a dream that someone is running towards you along the road? Try to remember what the dream character looked like. It is he who will render you considerable service and assistance in the future.

In a dream, quickly ran along the road overgrown with grass? Get ready, - the dream book suggests, - there is a new interesting business ahead. If you show perseverance, resourcefulness, hard work, you will achieve exceptional results in it.

It's not that bad

A dreamed competition with someone is a race - to the speedy implementation of ideas and plans.

Often people are interested in why they dream of running on water. The answer lies in the details: the water was a shallow puddle or a large body of water, of what quality - fresh, marsh, sea, clean or muddy. Why did the water barely cover the feet in a dream, or poured out in a stormy stream on your head? Having tried to analyze the nuances of dreams and sensations after waking up, you can determine why you dream of running on water in a dream book. Running in a dream can mean different things to guys and girls.

The meaning of sleep for a guy

Guys love aquatic species sports, as a rule, they transfer their athletic achievements into dreams. Run on water in a dream book denotes ambition, career. A clean source dreams of progress in business, a dirty one - to regression. Why dream of running on the water, sparkling with heels, is understandable if you draw an association: to short-sighted adventures that end in losses, the dreamer will be aground.

A swamp for males means a stagnant relationship. Everyday life spent with your current darling obviously weighs on you. It is worth considering how to add variety by taking the initiative or preparing a romantic surprise.

If a guy ran to the pier and saw a lot of boats launched into the water, a string of windy ladies will meet on his life path.

Ice skating - a man will retain his dignity after a hard blow of fate. Running away from someone in the snow - you run the risk of getting into an awkward situation, a person whom he trusted will laugh at the owner of the dream.

Interpretation for a girl

A girl in a dream moves along the river and gets a cancer out of it - to receive jewelry gift... Running on water in a dream and feeling the fish touch your feet is a harbinger of an auspicious time for conception.

Running, leaving footprints in the sand, means that the girl has left a scar on the heart of a rejected fan. Footprints filled with water on the sea coast - a generous old man constantly thinks about the dreamer.

Looking back, to see the left circles on the water - the time of regret for the lost youth has passed. Humble yourself, because you have become more experienced and wiser, move forward towards new goals.

When splashes are flying from under your feet while running, you should expect a noisy party at which sparkling champagne will flow like a river.

The water element for the beautiful half of humanity promises the completion of the planned affairs. To summarize, it turns out the meaning in the dream book is more favorable for women to run on water than for the stronger sex.

Run around the terrain

The parallels between the world of dreams and reality are easy enough to draw. Whether light images, sounds of nature, an atmosphere of calm prevail in a dream, or, on the contrary, the water makes noise, destroys everything, washes away from the banks. Deciphering the terrain through which the dreamer moved dynamically is an important task for himself and the interpreter of dreams. Examples of similar dreams:

What does the pace of movement say?

From the pace at which the owner of the dream moved in a dream, the dream can be interpreted. Is it always good if running slowly or at a fast pace is preferable in a dream? The dream book will reveal these secret details. Turning to its pages, you can see the following predictions of a ghostly future:

• Run away slowly - you should not force events and hack from the shoulder.
• The dream book interprets to run quickly as an auspicious sign, fortune will smile at the dreamer.
• If in a dream a person strives for the finish line, but it is difficult to overcome the marathon distance, he ineffectively uses his working time, chose the wrong business strategy. Haste is not the best advisor; it is better to stick to balanced decisions.

But if you dreamed of competing with an opponent in running, then the dreamer will face a competitor in reality, but will bypass him, overtaking him at the finish line, as in a dream.

Walking barefoot - to poverty, waste, and likely theft of property.

Seeing yourself in sneakers running on the highway is going to work out well in business.

Stumbling while jogging - to a loss of reputation, loss of values.

Running a cross around the stadium means well-being in all spheres of life.

I dreamed of running over the coals - passions are boiling, jealousy will close in the heart of a loved one.

The dream book interprets running among the cars in this way: the dreamer is a stubborn and hardworking person, in some ways he can be called a conservative, but interpreters recommend taking a closer look at his surroundings, at the achievements of technical progress, changes will improve life in the work collective.

Running old woman

Sometimes people of venerable age break into the world of dreams. For some reason, it is not grandparents who dream more often, and moreover, representatives of both sexes. Whether such dreams carry symbolism is unknown, but the interpretations read:

Whoever dreamed - a running woman, a girl or a guy, any messenger from the enchanting land of dreams predicts a change. It is better to avoid conflict situations in the family and at work, tune in to the positive, strive to achieve your goals, then you can be guaranteed to become a favorite of Fortune.

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