What are color dreams about?

It began with me playing outside, I was a child and had siblings, loving parents, it was was in a mideval time era. I remember my teenage years, I learned archery and swordplay (archery was my prowess) and joined the military as a young man. I served as a guard for my town and then was called away to war. Over the years, I progressed from soldier, to captain, to general, then eventually king.

I married and had children and eventually grandchildren. Then at the end of my life I remember sitting alone on a chair in the woods; fall had come, dead leaves blowing by on a wind that promised snow was not far away. I remember appreciating my life and my loved ones as my long gray hair blew across my face in the wind. I remember a single tear falling from my face as I knew my time had come to die. Then my life flashed before my eyes, in reverse, back to when I was a child, and with a gray light I awoke in my bed with tears on my face.

I cried in earnest then, for the loss of those I loved, knowing that even though they werent real, Id never see them again. I’ll never forget that dream, it was... yeah, no word can describe it, surreal doesnt do it justice. I was 10.

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So as the title suggests, when I was a 10-year-old girl I had a dream of being someone. It started from when they were born to their death, during the dream I never thought it was a dream it just felt like he was me. The dream continued to show this guy's life story, I could see everything from his eyes and feel what he felt, everything except for pain.

He got married, to a girl named Sherry or Mary (I can't fully recall the name) when he was about 20-25 yrs old, later he had a son (Mark) after a few years. But what really disturbs me to this day was this man's death, he got into a car accident and he died slowly getting crushed. Although I couldn't feel the pain, I did feel the pressure slowly crushing my chest as I struggled to breathe, my mind filled with thoughts about his family.

Once he closed his eyes, I woke up and at that moment I forgot who I was, I also was crying, I began to check my chest upon not noticing any injuries I ran to the home phone in my house and dialed his wife's phone only to get no answer. I snapped out of it when I caught my reflection on the shiny toaster that was in the kitchen and suddenly I remembered who I was.

To this day I struggle with romantic relationships (As I feel like I am cheating, idk why it's weird) and driving gives me major anxiety when I am behind the wheel. This dream happened over the course of 10 hours.

Also if you are curious about what they look like I will provide descriptions.
**Sherry/Mary-** Brown eyes, wavy long hair, and fair pale skin
**Mark-** Black short spikey hair, brown eyes, and fair pale skin
**Man (I was in the dream)-** Black short spikey hair, dark eyes, facial hair (Wiskers), and fair pale skin

I had a dream in which I walked up to a lady and asked her when I will die. Without saying anything, she showed me a clipboard that had “March 28, 2022” written on a sheet of plain white paper. There wasn’t much else to the dream.

I fully expect this day to come and go without incident. However, could this be a prediction? Could it signify something else? What are your thoughts?

I debated wanting to share this since one- this dream is disturbing, and two- I barely remember most of it (thank God).

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Okay, here I go:

I remember that it was a long dream, and had something to do about experiments of "making the voice strong", whatever the hell that means. There were experiments regarding the throat, with needles being shoved in peoples' throats, or syringes of some sort drawing out phlegm. It was disgusting. I know that it had some cult like aspects to it, but it wasn't that entirely. The person doing the experiments was wearing a red robe, but still, the dream felt more "scientific" than "cult", if you know what I mean. But the main thing I remember from this dream, we're the cries of babies.

I so wish that I could get rid of the images my mind conjured up.

You're still reading? Oh...okay, please don't think of me as some disturbed individual. But the cries of babies is what I remember too vividly in this dream. And the sounds of cracking belts. You sure you want to keep reading? Okay...

The belts were whipping that of newborn babies; blood everywhere. They would take this blood and use it to inject in peoples' throats to, quote-unquote, "make the voice strong."

I remember an up close image of a toddler having his inner thighs whipped over and over, and I couldn't do anything to help him; couldn't do anything to end this dream. It literally felt like I was being deliberately held to watch this nightmare.

I remember an up close image of an experiment gone wrong, where a patient, a man, puked up this red slime, and was killed off.

That's all I remember but I'm sure there's more that mind is suppressing. I hope you don't get this nightmare, now that I put images in your head. I'm so sorry.

I had a dream that seemed more like a vision.

I was in the most colorful galaxy with a rainbow of rainbow lighting up the stars and faraway planets. Then in the middle was what I somehow knew to be the creator and center of it all. I suppose you could say a god but that term didn't come to me during my dream.

The creator was arainbowk shadowy figure seated in lotus pose. It just looked like a darainbowack shadow with no defining features against the brillrainbowinbow Galaxy.

Then they spoke to me, the creator in what sounded like many people simultaneously talking said "you need to.."

So I kept asking, "I need to what?", " What do I need to do?" And the creator just kept saying "you need to" and nothing more

During my dream I remember being at peace and happy, but when I woke up I was scared bc I had never experienced such a realistic and unusual dream before.

I'm not sure what to make of this and what "I need to" do?