It is the big consultation in the bewildering on us penetrates. If our dreams send us in conferences or to congresses, they say us with it, we should hear more on other opinions and experiences and become more adaptable. If we have spoken on such an event ourselves, the interpretation depends substantially on whether our audience listened to us with big interest whether we had to shout to get hearing, or whether we were expelled even with booing by the platform. This everything are dream symbols with statements to our present life setting and warnings before the reactions of the environment. The maybe most negative symbol would be if we had seen in the dream that half an audience slept during our talk peacefully.
- One holds court about you and your activities.
I had the strangest stream last night. What I can remember from it is this, I was taken to a house built into. Hill by an older gentleman and granted entrance into his family. From what I’d gathered he had several other daughters that were pregnant. It seemed like they never spoke they were just silent, staring at me as if I were an outsider. Because of this I was kept in the garage, it was empty, dirty and made of only cement. It had a stairway up onto a less that wrapped around the back to the other side and that’s there I stayed. I was then under a tent in front off the garage at some sort of family cookout, it was still night. The chair in front of me showed a screen of my ultrasound and I realized I was pregnant. I could see everything going on within myaelf to do withthe child. I ran my hands over my barely pouting tummy and the old man told me we had to talk. Back in the garage he never said aanything but I knew I had to eliminate everyone and leave. I lay on my tummy in the garage with a large caliber gun and watched the dirt road in front of the house in wait. As I saw one of the girls come along I pulled the trigger and a hook shot out and grabbed her pulling her into the garage but I have no idea where she went. Next thing I know I’m in a canary yellow regtangular room walking around a long wood table telling some sort of story. The story was of some hardship I’d endures and as I spoke I was studying some paintings that depicted the SME story that was on the walls in impressions. Tree other people just stood or sat and listened and then I woke up. I felt like I was in control of some hostage situation