I had a dream that a black man gave me a sword and told me to cut the onion cherry pie. He asked me to fist wash the sword off in an outdoor water faucet.

Black man

Sword

Water

Dream About Sword And Onion Cherry Pie

I dreamed about Archangel Michael, creepy and sneaky vibes, his sword, and him wanting me to drink this water he gave me.

The dream had a somewhat coherent storyline with a clear sequence of events.

Encounter with Archangel Michael

The presence of Michael and the act of him offering water made the dream intense.

Elements of the dream, like Archangel Michael and his sword, were somewhat realistic.

Details like Michael's sword and the water were very clear.

Siguna, your dream involving Archangel Michael with creepy and sneaky vibes holds deep symbolic meaning. Archangel Michael is traditionally seen as a protector and warrior, often associated with strength and justice. His presence in your dream, albeit with unsettling vibes, may suggest a conflict within yourself or a situation in your life where you feel a need for protection or strength. The unsettling nature of his demeanor could indicate that you're grappling with trust issues or facing a situation where someone who should be a protector or ally feels more like a threat.

  His sword, a powerful symbol of truth and justice, could signify the need to cut through deception or to defend your boundaries. It might be that you are currently dealing with a situation where clarity and decisive action are required. The sword also represents a tool of empowerment, suggesting that you possess the inner strength needed to confront and resolve current challenges.

  The act of Michael wanting you to drink the water he gave you is particularly intriguing. Water in dreams often symbolizes emotions, intuition, and the subconscious. Being given water by such a figure might indicate a need to purify or cleanse your emotional state, or perhaps to accept a new truth or reality. Drinking the water could represent the willingness to accept guidance or to embrace a new way of thinking or feeling, even if it initially feels uncomfortable or foreign.

Angel Numbers

Creepy

Dream About Archangel Michael Sword Water

The character christian cole from the tv show house of the dragon is the focus of this dream. he is angry because of something a diffrent character, a bearded man has done. he feels like he was disrespected in battle. the man with the beard is struggling with money, but he is a man of honor who believe this king will come through on his promise for payment. crystal cole is a royal bodyguard and now general. christian challenges the bearded man to a dual. he doesn’t want to kill the man. be he is angry. christen wants to settle a score. he walks up some steps into town square. christian is holding a wooden spear. now the bearded many rushes onto the scene. however he is holding a huge metal battering rod. it looks like a short jousting stick hevely plated with metal for smashing and stabbing. Christian is outraged “where did you get that?!“ he says. the man must have stolen it from a knight. now christian’s spear turns into a trident. however he has to discard it because it is still made of wood. he races over to a near by knight and steals the knights sword. now the real battle begins. an actual fight to the death. it’s not clear who will win. but christian manages to injure the bearded man. the beared man slows down and hunches over. but all the people in towns square are watching. they are outraged that a royal knight is attacking his own people. so they join to defend the bearded man. the situation continues to go out of control. more people get involved and the number of people fighting grows and grows. now this has become a war. the common people are now at war with the royals. somewhere a king or queen is watching from inside a castle, not sure what to do.

The dream had a somewhat coherent storyline, though it became chaotic as more people got involved in the conflict.

War in the Town Square

The dream was filled with anger and outrage, especially from Christian Cole.

The dream was highly intense, with emotions running high and escalating into a full-blown war.

The dream had some realistic elements, like the characters and setting, but also fantastical aspects like the transforming weapons.

The dream was fairly vivid, with clear details about the characters and their actions.

Zack, your dream about Christian Cole from House of the Dragon is quite intriguing and layered with symbolism. The dream opens with Christian Cole, a character known for his loyalty and prowess, feeling disrespected and angry due to actions of a bearded man. This scenario could be reflecting your own feelings of being undervalued or disrespected in some aspect of your life, possibly linked to your recent life changes like relocation or financial stress. The bearded man's struggle with money and his honor despite the king's broken promise might symbolize your own financial anxieties and your hope for resolution or support.

  As the dream progresses, Christian's transformation from a bodyguard to a general and his challenge to the bearded man suggests a shift in your own roles or responsibilities, perhaps feeling the pressure to step up and confront issues directly. The duel, especially with the bearded man wielding a heavy metal rod, contrasts with Christian's initial wooden spear, indicating a perceived imbalance or unfairness in the challenges you face. This could relate to your feelings of sadness and the frequent stress or anxiety you experience.

  Christian's spear turning into a trident and then discarding it for a sword highlights a theme of adaptation and resourcefulness in the face of adversity. This part of the dream might be your subconscious urging you to find new ways to tackle your problems. The ensuing battle and the townspeople's outrage at the royal knight attacking his own people could represent internal conflicts or guilt, especially if you feel that your actions might be misunderstood or judged harshly by those around you.

  The escalation into a full-blown war between the common people and the royals may symbolize a deeper internal struggle within you, possibly between your desires and the expectations placed upon you.

Angry at Dad

Castle

Injured

Dream About Royal Knight Vs Bearded Man Dual

I was with my cousin Jason and some other friends and we were at the top of a hill and had to face off against very strong black armored samurai knight opponents that seemed more monster than human but they were trying to kill us. It was right in front of some giant door with torches lighting the area. I lost my long axe which was my weapon of choice in the dream. The leader of the opponents lent me his black metal sword which was crazy heavy. I tried using it to duel but was unsuccessful as it was heavy and I was untrained in sword fighting. We were outclassed.

The dream had a coherent storyline, with a clear progression of events as we faced off against the opponents.

Facing off against armored samurai knights

The dream had a mix of fear and determination as I faced off against the powerful opponents with my friends.

The intensity was high as we were in a life-threatening situation, trying to survive against the strong opponents.

The dream felt very realistic as the details of the hill, giant door, and torches were vivid and believable.

The dream was highly vivid, with clear details of the hill, the opponents, and the heavy sword lent to me.

Door

Dream About Facing Black Armored Samurai Knights

I'm back in the single room house I've been dreaming about before. The walls are still covered with the bluish glowing crystal. It starts with me kneeling on the ground in the center of the room. In front of me is the realistic lion carving the man with the long brown hair and beard gave me. I'm not sure what comes over me, but I reach out and pet the figurine like it's a cat. Of course, I get no response because it's an inanimate object, but I proceed to pet it anyway.

Curious, I look behind me briefly. The doorway out from before is there, only now it is slightly ajar with the white light pouring in from it. Knowing it is there, I turn back and notice something new catching my eye. It's a vanity desk with a single mirror made of a brightly colored brown wood. Sitting on it is a new realistically crafted figurine.

My curiosity gets the better of me and I stand up, intending to go give it a better look to see what it is. However, something gives me pause and I look down at the lion figurine. I almost feel like I'm seeking it's permission to go see it, but I don't sense any response. My mind then rationalizes it's because it's not living and therefore seeking it's permission is a silly, fruitless endeavor, so I proceed to walk forward.

However, partway there, I stop. Suddenly, something comes over me almost as if to tell me not to approach the vanity or the figurine. Instinctively, I turn back towards the lion figurine once more in the center of the room. It feels like this sense of warning is coming from it, but it's pose has not changed nor it's expression. Hesitating, I look briefly between the two figurines and decide to keep going but to tread cautiously, to honor the warning the lion gave me. At least, I wanted to believe I was honoring it. However, the feeling of warning grows stronger with every step forward, almost as if the lion is screaming at me to turn back. I do not.

I make it to the vanity desk and get a good look at the little wooden figurine sitting on it. It's a lamb in a prancing pose with it's mouth open and an almost happy expression on it's face. At this point, I am confused. What could be so dangerous about an innocent little lamb figurine? I reach out to grab it with my right hand, only to have my wrist violently grabbed by something to the right of me. It forcibly spins me around to face it and I am mortified by what I see.

The creature before me is completely naked, and it has both a set of male reproductive organs, as well as a set of female reproductive organs. A true hermaphrodite. It's body looks completely anatomically correct with both male and female characteristics. However, it has a long demon tail that sharpens to an arrowhead tip, and creepiest of all... it has no facial characteristics. No eyes, nose, mouth, eyebrows, not even hair is on its face. It's just a smooth surface from forehead to chin with a pair of ears on either side.

Naturally, due to the lack of features on what could be considered as little more than a walking mannequin, I shouldn't be able to read it's emotions. However, I can see plain as day that his thing was enjoying my fear. It wasn’t even angry I tried to take the lamb figurine, it was just enjoying the fact that I was scared of it. I attempt to pull away from it, but it yanks me back towards itself, until my nose is inches away from its smooth surface. In another desperate attempt to get away, I put my free hand on it's shoulder and use the leverage to push off away from it, successfully freeing myself, but acquiring a bruise from the harsh grip it had on my wrist.

This creature doesn't seem to appreciate me getting away, so it takes the lamb figurine off the vanity, and it turns into a sword in it's hand that it holds out towards me threateningly. The hilt is black like a dark-colored iron and the blade seems to made out of a glowing brightly-colored steel. At this point, I panic. I attempt to run back towards the lion, but the creature doesn't let me get far and it runs the sword through my left shoulder, missing my vital organs seemingly on purpose. I scream out in agony, especially when the creature pulls the sword out. I grip the wound trying to stop the bleeding, however it feels like nothing I can do will ever stop the bleeding. The creature turns me to face it in my daze, and it runs me through again. This time, it punctures through the arm I'm gripping my wound with and all the way through my sternum and out my back. At this point, I'm coughing up blood and spitting it on the ground. The creature removes the sword again and stabs me through my right shoulder. Any attempt to scream is now quieter. The stab wound through my sternum nicked both my lungs and I'm having too much trouble breathing to cry out too loudly. I know if I overexert myself, I'll suffocate.

The creature seems to be enjoying my plight as it pulls the sword out once more. At this point, I'm standing there hugging myself and holding my wounds trying not to bleed to death. However, I can't find my breath and I'm beginning to shiver as my body starts getting cold. I look at the creature and notice it's beginning to grow a mouth, and this mouth had such a sick, twisted grin, that I swallow nervously and take a step back. The creature doesn't let me go and it makes another attack, slicing my throat open in a left to right motion.

At this point, I fall back onto the floor as blood fills my throat. I can no longer talk, scream, or cry. I spit up as much blood as I can to make every effort to do so, but it's in vain. I'm a bloody mess and this thing is enjoying torturing me. Adding insult to injury, it stabs me in the abdomen as I try to process what's happening to me. I don't even understand how I'm not dead yet. While it missed my vital organs at first, it was now making otherwise lethal blows, yet I somehow wasn't dead.

Now this creature was laughing at me, as it points the sword at my chest where my heart is, but doesn't run me through. Instead, it seems to be pushing me back, and I crawl backwards trying to get away from the blade. That seems to be what it wants, as it's laughter turns more sinister, and it repeats this motion until I'm back in the center of the room lying next to the lion figurine. At this point, the creature seems to have had it's fun and presses it's foot down on my right leg to keep me from running, as it points the sword at my chest.

Immediately, I knew what it was saying to me. It had spoken now words, only cackled at my plight, but knew exactly what it was saying to me. It had given me a chance to escape, but I was too weak to make it due to all the damage it did to me. It was showing me how weak it saw me, and now it was going to prove it. It uses the tip of the sword to press my body completely flat on the floor. My eyes glance at the bloodsoaked blade as it rests there, then I look back at the creature.

The smile on it's face fades and turns into an evil frown that growls menacingly as it retracts the blade for a final blow. I don't know what came over me, but my hand instinctively reaches for the lion figurine to my left, and I give it one last stroke down it's back to pet it. Just then, the lion figurine rolls over, takes a pouncing stance as it grows into a living breathing lion, and attacks the creature. It bites it's sword wielding arm and rips it off, throwing both away. The sword turns back into a lamb figurine and the arm itself evaporates into thin air. After seeing that, I sit up enough and watch this now living lion tear apart the true hermaphrodite. Every piece the animal rips from its body evaporating the moment it separates. However, like me, the lion doesn't give the creature a chance to scream our for help, hut it didn't toy with it either. The lion just killed the creature, tearing it apart until there was nothing left.

Once the creature was completely gone, I smile at the animal and lie down, almost waiting to die myself. With how badly I was torn apart myself, I almost expected to. However, as I lie there resting, I feel someone grab my head and rest me on their lap gently. I open my eyes and look up, rolling over slightly so not to strain my eyes or neck too much to see who it is.

It's the man with the soft blue eyes, long brown hair and long beard, wearing his white robe and once again barefoot. My blood stains his robe and I try to move away to prevent it from becoming completely ruined, but he encourages me to rest on his lap and strokes my side to calm me down. Unable to fight back, I obey and just rest my head on his lap like a pillow. If anything is going through my head, it's gratitude that I won't be alone when I die. He strokes his left hand down my neck, and I can feel the hole in his hand as it moves across my skin. Suddenly, I find myself able to breathe easier and I am no longer drinking my own blood. I put my hand to my neck and discover he healed the wound inflicted on me by the creature.

Now, the man puts his hands on both my shoulders, and those wounds are healed. Soon after, he gently rotates my body so I'm lying across his lap like a child. He puts his left hand on my sternum and his right on my stomach. Both of those wounds close completely and just like every other place he's healed, no scar is left behind. Something I only just realize as I double check trying to feel for any. The only reason I thought to check at that moment of all times, was because I finally saw that no scar was left behind when he healed the wound on my abdomen. The other places I couldn't see very well, but I could feel them, and this man wasn't leaving any scars.

As I look myself over, he gently grabs my bruised right wrist, and strokes it until the bruise is gone. At last, after all of that, he strokes my right arm further down where the creature ran it through and closes the final wound. I gaze at him and realize his entire robe has turned red from my blood. This makes me sad knowing it's stained and no longer white.

The dream had a fairly coherent narrative, with a clear sequence of events and a sense of progression from curiosity to terror and finally to healing.

The Room of Figurines and the Faceless Hermaphrodite

The dream was filled with intense fear and desperation, especially when faced with the faceless hermaphrodite.

The dream was highly intense, especially during the violent encounter with the faceless creature and the subsequent healing.

Despite the fantastical elements, the dream felt somewhat grounded in its details, like the realistic carvings and the physical sensations.

The dream was quite vivid, with detailed imagery of the room, the figurines, and the faceless hermaphrodite.

Meredith, your dream is incredibly rich in symbolism and emotion, reflecting the depth of your subconscious mind. The single room with bluish glowing crystals suggests a space of introspection and internal exploration, where you are surrounded by both beauty and mystery. Kneeling in the center of the room with the lion carving indicates a position of vulnerability and reverence, possibly towards a source of strength or protection that you feel connected to. Petting the lion carving, despite its inanimate nature, highlights a yearning for comfort and reassurance, even if it seems irrational or unresponsive.

  The slightly ajar doorway with white light pouring in symbolizes an opportunity or a path to enlightenment and escape, yet it remains unexplored as you turn your attention to the vanity desk. The new figurine on the desk represents curiosity and the unknown aspects of yourself or your life that you are drawn to explore. Seeking the lion figurine's 'permission' before approaching the vanity indicates a hesitation and the need for validation or approval from a source of inner strength before venturing into new territory.

  The presence of the hermaphroditic, faceless creature is a powerful representation of inner fears and anxieties. Its dual gender and lack of facial features suggest a confusion or conflict within your identity or emotions, possibly tied to feeling exposed or judged. The creature's enjoyment of your fear and its violent actions towards you may reflect the intensity of your internal struggles with self-worth, trauma, and the fear of being overpowered by your own negative emotions.

  The lion's transformation into a living, breathing protector at the moment of greatest peril signifies the emergence of your inner strength and resilience when you most need it. The lion's attack on the creature and its eventual destruction symbolize the power you have within you to confront and overcome your deepest fears and anxieties. The man with the blue eyes and white robe represents a figure of healing and compassion, possibly an idealized version of support and care that you seek or have experienced in your life.

  His actions of healing your wounds without leaving scars indicate a profound sense of renewal and recovery, suggesting that despite the pain and trauma, you have the capacity to heal completely and move forward without being permanently marked by your past. The transformation of his robe from white to red signifies the sacrificial nature of this healing process, where compassion and care absorb and transform your pain.

  Overall, Meredith, your dream is a testament to your inner battles and the strength you possess to face and overcome them. It highlights the importance of self-compassion, the search for inner validation, and the transformative power of facing your fears head-on. This dream invites you to acknowledge your inner strength and the potential for healing and renewal that lies within you.

Abandoned home

Blood

Crystal

Light (Not Dark)

Lion

Mirror

Dream About Terrifying Encounter With Creature And Healing By Mysterious Man

I had a dream that there was a fox at my work and one of my co-workers trapped it in a box but the box had an opening on the top which provided the fox an opportunity for escape.  while attempting to figure out a better container to keep the fox so that it wouldn’t leave. I was designated to put my foot over the opening to ensure the fox wouldn’t jump through and escape. The dream then transitioned to a guy named Bruno who was a sword smith and was making a really nice sword.

The dream was moderately coherent, starting with a situation at work and then shifting to an unrelated scene with a swordsmith.

Fox at Work and Swordsmith Bruno

The dream had a mix of anxiety about the fox escaping and fascination with the sword-making process.

The intensity was fairly high as there was a sense of urgency in preventing the fox from escaping.

While the scenario with the fox was somewhat plausible, the sudden transition to the swordsmith felt unrealistic.

The dream was quite vivid, especially the details of the sword being made by Bruno.

Jantzen, your dream is quite fascinating and rich with symbolism. The presence of the fox at your workplace suggests that there may be an element of cunning or cleverness in your professional life. The fox often represents a situation or a person who is sly and elusive. The fact that one of your co-workers trapped the fox in a box indicates a sense of control or containment of this clever element. However, the opening at the top of the box symbolizes a loophole or an opportunity for escape, suggesting that not everything is as secure as it seems. 

  When you were designated to put your foot over the opening to prevent the fox from escaping, it reveals a sense of responsibility and perhaps a burden placed upon you to maintain control or order in a challenging situation. This action might reflect feelings of being relied upon to solve problems or manage difficult situations, even if they seem to be slipping away from your grasp.

  The transition to the guy named Bruno, a sword smith, making a really nice sword, adds another layer to your dream. The sword is a powerful symbol of strength, power, and protection. Bruno's role as a sword smith could be interpreted as a representation of craftsmanship, skill, and the creation of something valuable and strong. This part of the dream may indicate your desire or need to develop a skill or quality that will empower you and provide you with a sense of accomplishment and defense.

Coworker

Foot

Work

Dream About Fox Escaping Workplace Swordsmith Bruno

I was standing there in a abandoned burnt down city. The sky dark from ash as there is some small fires still going. My loved ones dead at my feet. Everyone was dead. The world was dying. I looked up and saw something standing ontop of a city building very high up. I recognized them from another dream. In that old dream me and him where best friends. It was one of those dreams where I was running and hiding from something and he was right next to me during the entire thing. He kept me calm so the dream didn't become a nightmare. Years later he is in another dream being the one standing ontop of the building. He slowly pointed a sword at me. He did all of this for me. He ruined the world for me so it was just us because it used to be always us.

The dream had a fragmented and disjointed quality, with the shift from the ruined city to the appearance of the figure creating a somewhat jarring experience.

Ruined World and Betrayal

The dream evoked a sense of betrayal and despair as the world crumbled and loved ones perished, leaving a haunting emotional impact.

The dream was emotionally intense, with the weight of loss and the looming threat from the figure on top of the building creating a gripping atmosphere.

The dream felt incredibly real, as if I was truly standing in that abandoned, burnt city surrounded by the aftermath of destruction.

The imagery in the dream was vivid and detailed, from the darkened sky filled with ash to the haunting presence of the figure on the building, it felt incredibly clear and real.

Dead

Friend

World ending

Dream About Abandoned City Friends Ruining World

My dream took place at one of my old schools when I was in 9th grade (not too long ago), where there seemed to be a new extended area that was a part of the school that doesn’t exist in real life. I noticed some of the seniors walking towards something I was unfamiliar with, something like a dispenser of some sort. They found an object next to it, like a shiny blue orb, and walked away with it. Once I approached it, I found a sword that was from it, and I walked away with it. One of the teachers confronted me about it because there were security cameras at the dispenser. I got in trouble because I was told that only the seniors were allowed to take objects from it, in order to complete tasks. I was scared and confused, but I was still curious about it. I honestly can’t remember anything else that happened in that dream, but at one point in a different dream last night, I went to the Heartland Humane Society, which is an animal shelter that I used to go to camp at when I was younger.

The dream had moments of coherence, especially in the initial setting and the discovery of the orb and sword, but it also felt fragmented in terms of the overall narrative.

School Dream with Orb and Sword

The dream evoked a sense of curiosity and confusion, with a hint of fear when confronted by the teacher.

The intensity of the dream was high, especially during the confrontation with the teacher and the discovery of the sword.

The dream felt relatively realistic, with the familiar setting of the old school but with added fictional elements like the extended area and the mysterious dispenser.

The dream was highly vivid, with clear and detailed imagery of the school and the events that unfolded.

School

Dream About School Dispenser Sword Confusion

Relationships

Being Pregnant

Ex-partner

Left Behind

Menstrual

Mother Pregnant

Natural Disasters

Past Home

Seeing Dead Relatives

Theme Park

Vomiting

A sword in a dream represents power, strength, and courage. It can also symbolize aggression, conflict, and the need to defend oneself. The context of the dream and the condition of the sword can provide further insight into its meaning.

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