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Dream About Matted Hair meanings

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Example: What does my dream mean?

okay . I had a dream last night that my brothers and cousins were having a movie night in my living room, when I walked downstairs to go see who was down there, I see my older brother (he is the middle child.I am the youngest) laying on the floor with two girls also watching the movie. the thing is , my brother moved to florida several months ago (yes, in real life) so when I saw him again, I wanted to give him a hug. we went into the kitchen to hug because I didn't want to turn on the light and interrupt the movie watchers . then we heard a rustling noise, and my brother Harry said, "what's that?" .I said . "the stupid rats again." and we see a big black dog (looked a lot like a wolf, so maybe it was a black husky) with matted hair looking around my kitchen for food, and then it sees us and begins to attack me. it bit my left hand , but I did not bleed. I also noticed it was wearing my real dog's muzzle and leash. my brother (the protector in my family) managed to get the dog out the house and locked the door, but on the other end, the dog tried turning the knob (so was it human?) .what does my dream mean?

ok as a dream interpreter i will start off telling you that ALL dreams mean nothing! Dreams just express you or your emotions, they express what you feel and what you do in real life. thats why they feel so real. Dreams cannot create people, places and things thats another reason why they feel so real! dreams recall past memory, -for example if you see a person you don't recognize in dreams, you probably saw him before on TV or walking in the street (you probably didn't pay attention to them). Dreams express your emotions and thoughts in a negative way

Nothing. The dream was about nothing. dreams mean nothing they just express your emotions and feelings in a symbolic way.

Dreams are simple synapses in your brain firing off all sorts of things. Your brain gathers all this random information, sights, sounds and so forth. And as you are sleeping, these sights and essentially memories are jumbled up into one big mess, just random nonsense, and your brain works and works for an hour or so trying to create a nice little story with all of these sights and sounds because it wants to make sense of it. It wants to make sense out of nonsense! So, then you end up with this dream. This happens several times in one night but when you wake up, you forget all of them, and when you do remember one of them, when you do remember at least one dream, we try to make sense of it. We tell ourselves, what is this? What could it mean. When in reality, it means nothing, it is just complete nonsense. So stop trying to make sense of it, it is nothing!

Dreams are a succession of images, ideas, emotions and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep.

Source(s):
dream interpreter, took courses in dream interpretation and psychology


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Example: What does this dream mean?

Ok, the dream is like two separate parts. Sorry it's so long.
Part 1: Me and my friend Jacob are standing on top of this old Egyptian type palace dressed in Pharaoh and princess garb. He was telling me how it could all be mine if I just except his advances and stop teasing him with my revealing clothing and become his queen ( *shiver* ). Denied to be touch by another man for the rest of my life. I shock my head and ran away from him. Leaving him there with a look on his face that was a mixture of disappointment and pain. On the other side people were still building the palace and a small child was wondering around looking lost. I went to the child and kneeled down to his height and began talking to him. Asking him where his mother or siblings were. The boy had the exact same hair color as me because it looked coppery in the sunlight, the same ivory skin tone as me also and beautiful big dark chocolate colored eyes. He just smiles at me saying something in French ( I'm French on my mothers side. But, I don't speak the language. ) then ran away to somewhere. I began walking around until I came upon my brother playing football with some boys from our high school. I ran to them when one of the boys got hurt and the boy turned out to be an older version ( he is fifteen now and he looked eighteen in the dream ) of my crush Ryan. I asked if he was ok and he replied with a quick and short "Yeah.". The the scene switched to me and my friend Emily running in a coliseum with her yelling at me to tell my crush I like him even though I keep telling her I think the crush is fading quickly. She yells "You like Ryan!" and the boys were spectators and Ryan had a shocked look on his face. And, that's how the part ended.
Part 2: I was standing in front of a floor length mirror in a large and unfamiliar room putting on a dress that looks like a mades out fit but with a very short skirt. I looked to be about eighteen. A bell ran causing me to run into the hall where an old and proper looking women with graying hair stood with an impatient look on her face and slapping her hand fan made out of what looked like silk into her palm repeatedly. I gave a little curtsy and waited for her to give me my instructions of the day. She spoke saying "My son is having a party this evening so I want you and every other person on our staff to be on their best behavior. So, go down stair and help the other girls get everything set for the party." with a stern look upon her face. I went down the spiral staircase that had gold painted railing and at the bottom stood a man about five year older then me making him twenty-three. He had long dark brown hair that reached the top of his shoulders and dark chocolate colored eyes. He wore a full black suit but instead of the regular Italian leather shoes you see go with it he has on full black high top Converse. When, I reached the bottom of the steps he grabs the top of my arm and pulls me toward him. He whispers something in my ear and gives my earlobe a quick nip. He drags me to a bedroom. When, we enter the little boy and two girls a little older then him are sitting on the bed. One has the same hair and skin color as him but gray-blue eyes ( which is the eye color I have ) while the other has long dark brown messy curls and dark chocolate colored eyes. The children get up and leave the room but I hug the little boy before he exits and tell him to find me before he leaves. The man closes the door and locks it before shoving me down on the bed and kissing me aggressively. He pulls the skirt of my dress up and then starts biting and sucking on my thighs as I try to unbutton his suit jacket and dress shirt. Then, it switches to both of us unclothed with him on top of me and my nails racking down his back with servants knocking on the door every ten minutes saying his mother wishes to speak with him but he just keeps telling them to leave him because he has move important matters to tend to. After we were done having our...uh.."fun" we were just laying in the bed with me on top of him with him rubbing circles on my back like people did when I was a child to get me to relax and fall asleep. He said "I wish we didn't have to hide this, Katherine." with a southern twang a little thicker then my own making me think he was from Tennessee or something considering I live a state or two above it. "I know but your mother would probably hire someone to kill me if she knows I am the one who deflowered her baby boy." is what I replied as I kissed his neck. He got up from the bed and went to the wardrobe and pulled something out and came back to the bed handing it to me. It was a dress that looked exactly like the one I was going to wear to my freshman homecoming dance but decided to skip and a mask like the one on the cover of Masquerade by Melissa De La Cruz. I looked at him with confusion on my face and he just kissed me and said "Come to the ball with me tonight. It is a masquerade and even if they cannot see y

Example: What does this dream mean?

Okay well in my dream I was in the basement of my old jr high school.
I was with my white dog (I know white animals mean stuff) He has blue eyes but one of them are half brown and they were just standing out.
Well I needed to leave him somewhere for a minute I dont know why so I opened a closet and there was a mirror (the size of a door mat) on the floor and he was digging at it. I turned around because I heard something and my god friend from my home town was there and said she had bad news. I ask "is it because you dyed your hair black" (her hair was black but usually its like hot pink) She said "No. John hung himself" (john is a friend of my husbands) In a panic I say "Is he dead is he okay where is he what happened?"I could see him vididly in my head I started crying and then I woke up panting really hard.

What does this mean or am I being my crazy self?

Example: I had a dream about a insane asylum, what does this mean?

I had a dream that I was a patient at the asylum. At first I was sane and everything was going well, in fact I didn't even know I was in an asylum yet. But the dream got weird, the doctor came around and have us a couple test to complete, some mental and some physical tests. I'm assuming he was testing is if we were ready to leave or something. But anyways, I was doing great, I was passing everything with flying colours until another patient, I don't know who she was, starting talking to someone but no one else's could see who she was talking too. She was turning insane. After the doctor put her back in her room, I started seeing someone, at first I thought it was just a glisten from the light or something but then she starting talking to me. This groggy moaning was coming from her mouth and it was pretty spooky. I tried talking her. She looked dead. Wearing an old maiden dress with blonde hair that was matted and gross. She was not something to look at. The doctor started putting me back in my room, I was asking questions like 'what did I do wrong?' Or 'can't you see her?' She always stayed with me in the dream until I woke up. The dream scared me and I'm just looking for some answers, I'm hoping someone can help me.

Example: What does my dream mean?

I dreamed I was scared to go near the water because I was being chased by a giant whale and nobody would believe me, i escaped to a dorm in college but even then i felt like it was following me. Even though while we were crossing a tiny bridge over the sea with my teacher a shape rose up cracked the bridge and dashed me to shore and he crawled out with teeth marks, he made a comment about shark infested waters. When a giant black whale shape rose up out the sea behind us, I pointed, but then it was covered in advertisements and it turned out to be a submarine going in to port. In the end I knew it was coming and got myself locked out of this marine lab on the water side in this glass tank with all the baby turtles so nobody else would be hurt so only my compartment would be smashed into and the whale came roaring with a tsunami of water and I was no longer afraid to die and made my stand and I gave up to it, back to the sea, this baby turtle or strange fish or something. And I survived. And this girl watching through believed because she saw me when I was in there turn into this strange thing growing gills and a tail and horns and a fur mantle and I saw a flash of myself as she saw me as a several headed hydra with a tail with blue lionlike hair swirling out, like a sea monster, screaming "P.S.!" Then I woke up. What does this mean?! It felt kind of pleasant, as dreams go. Very magical. It wasn't a killer whale, it was a giant whale like the one that ate Jonah.

Example: Does this dream mean anything?

I've been having a reoccurring nightmare. I walk into the bathroom, and on the wall in the shower are the words "Am I good enough yet?" Painted in blood. Underneath, in the tub, lays my dear friend Josh, his clothing and hair matted with blood.
I think the only reason I'm having this nightmare is because I know Josh is very depressed, and sometimes suicidal. But I'm wondering if maybe it means more?
-Thanks.

Example: What does my dream mean?

I had four dreams last night. And in all of them I died by a shot to the head. I can only remember one clearly. I was in a party. The walls were wooden and so was the floors. A gang came in and I think it was a robbery. I was basically in the wrong place at the wrong time. I tried to run away and I got shot in the back of my head, I could feel blood trickling down and matting my hair but I felt no pain, I fell down though. I also saw the used bullet capsule. I tried to crawl away from the shooting to the corner of the room. There I saw another girl hiding, her knees to her chest. She was watching me being murdered. The guy who shot me came up with his gun, turned my head to the side and put the gun to my temple. I put my fingers to the side of my head, as if to block the shot. He shot me again and everything turned black, I felt no pain but I think I died. Then I woke up very calmly but afraid because it was my third time dreaming about being shot that night.

Example: What does my dream mean? Does it have any significance to my life now?

I just can't shake this dream. It has really bothered me. Me and my husband got into a fight the night before I dreamed this. I am very frustrated with the way our financial situation is going. I make more money than he does, and I feel at times he tries to get by doing as little work as possible. I also want a child but I feel I don't want one until he can take care of me and he gets his drinking under control some more. He's not drunk every night but he drinks anywhere from 3-10 beers, 5 out of seven days in the week. So there's my situation and here is my dream.
I dreamed I was in this house with my mother and there was all of these supernatural beings around me. The most vivid part of my dream was when I was told not to mess with the baby spirit. I could see the baby spirit and it frightened me very bad. The baby spirit was calm unless you messed with it. I don't know if someone spoke this to me in my dream or I just knew it, but it was like a voice told me that the spirit was very powerful, the most powerful out of all the spirits. I had to touch it and aggrivate it anyway. It looked up at me with an evil look in its face and blew me physically back, like a bomb had went off beside me. I was so frightened that I took a gun and shot myself in the head. I blacked out in my dream and I heard all these people coming around me. I could still hear them even though I was suppose to be dead. I survived my suicide attempt. I had blood matted all in my hair but I was up walking around. I couldn't believe I was still alive but there was still chaos going on around me.
I have never dreamed of committing suicide and I have never had suicidal thoughts. This dream was very disturbing to me and I'm having a hard time letting it go. Does this dream have any significance to my life now?

Example: What does this dream mean?

There's this dream I can't get out of my head.
In my dream, I was 11 and the love-child of a former (disgraced) model and a photographer. My [dream] mother wanted to "rise in the ranks" and so slept with this photographer. The rest of the girls resented and hated her for that, but it didn't bother her. As long as she was on top of her game. But then she discovers she's pregnant with me and they fire her. And as soon as he hears that she's pregnant, my sperm donor (what I loathingly call my father in my dream) flees, never to be heard from or seen again. My mom manages to get into a few different modeling agencies and raise me after I'm born, but then her depression and anger would set in and affect her work. So she gets fired from many agencies many times. The last agency she worked for finally said enough was enough and let her go at 36.
Enough with the background.
I'm 11 and living with my depressed mother in an apartment that's falling apart, thick films of dust and cobwebs covering the windows, making it hard to see outside. The wallpaper is peeling, revealing the dark, decaying wood underneath, the kitchen is grimy and moldy, the stench of decaying food filling the air. The bathroom isn't in any good condition. And I have to work odd jobs at 11 to support ourselves as my mother doesn't want to do anything to better our lives any further due to her depression, and because she can't find any more jobs that have to do with modeling ("If it's not about modeling, it's not for me."). I don't want to go back to begging in the streets so I work hard to pay the bills. And our landlord, having taken pity on us, agrees not to collect any more rent from us and to not evict us, just so we can have a roof over our heads.
And every chance my mom got, she'd take her anger and frustration out on me. She would tell me that it was all my fault and how much she hates me, then she'd rub it in by saying things like, "You're just a beautiful nothing. I was a beautiful something."
All that was just a blur and fast. It wasn't lengthy, trust me (I'm the one who dreamed it).
The climax (and clearest part) of my dream was when I come home from school one afternoon and hear her calling me. I think, "Oh, great! Not another model-judge roleplay. I am getting sick of this game."
But she wasn't going to model for me (like she usually did) that time, as it turns out. She hands me a beautiful monarch she said she found on the window sill. I watch it, admiring it, forgetting about our depressing life for seven minutes. Then my mom sticks it with a pin and it dies, struggling.
My mother has turned psycho and faces the mirror and slices her face with scissors. She says something like "You never looked at me like you looked at that butterfly! You were so infatuated with it!"
The mirror fills with blood as she continues to mar her beautiful face. It's so bloody that I could see nothing except for a little sliver of glass reflecting my expressive eyes that horror in them. Then I finally snap, tired of seeing my mother like this that I grab the scissors from her, fight with her, struggle, but finally manage to take it successfuly from her and stab her in the stomach with it.
Then I crawl up to her on the bloody floor and stroke her face lovingly, brushing blood-matted hair away from her face, and whisper, "You see, mother? You're just like this butterfly. Now, you'll be dead just like her. You'll be dead and beautiful forever."
Then her body goes limp and she closes her eyes and I say, "It's alright now, mother. Now you'll be beautiful forever."

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