What are farm dreams about?

So the dream started as me waking up in my bed, I couldn't talk, I couldn't think, I couldn't scream, and I couldn't cry, but all I knew was I was scared. It wasn't just any old kind of scared though, it was the one where you knew you had fucked up and hurt the people you hold the closest, the kind of scared that you'd expect to feel right before you hit the ground from jumping off a fatal height. I realized I could move though, so I got up and started stumbling down my stairs, shaking from fear. The kind of fear to start at the pit of your stomach to consume your whole body until it really settles in what the situation is, but the thing is I don't know what the situation is. I make it downstairs and see my dad sitting on the couch of my living room looking devastated, disappointed, and depressed, or as I will to call the dangerous D's as the occur quite frequently throughout this. He looks at me with a look of the dangerous D's and grief and shakes his head. He tells me to sit down next to him because we need to have a talk and that fear from earlier gets more intense as a feeling of guilt and sadness joins in with them. he starts asking me questions with his head in his palms but get's no response as I try every bit of my power to get a single sound out but to no avail, and he looks up at me again tears streaking his face as he tells me to stand up and shows me the door. I open it to see an empty void, almost as if the world had been swallowed whole leaving my house, and the feelings consume me and I jump. I keep falling and falling until something pulls me aside and I am on this farm like land on a pasture. There is a house and a farm in the distance and the sunlight is bouncing off the blades of shiny green grass swaying in the wind. I look at my surroundings and see an old man in a dark cloak, almost looking like the grim reaper, as he whispers in my ear that he knows what I'm going through right now and that he can help me escape this but I don't trust him and jump off into the void again as he gives me a sad look and shakes his head. My fear keeps growing larger and larger as it keeps ungulfing me in these awful emotions and I start feeling the dangerous D's start to come along. I get pulled one last time and this time I am in a broken down version of my house with my parents giving me the look of the dangerous D's and shake their heads and walks off. After they walk off I see my little sisters, the two girls I had sworn my life to protect, lying there, dead. There skin is pale while they are lying in a pool of blood with there wrists sliced and there throats cut, giving me a blank stare with their jaws unhinged and their faces stuck with a look of an overwhelming look of the dangerous D's along with the saddest, most heartwrenching, most overwhelming look of pure grief. I look in disbelief, every feeling I was feeling before multiplied times one million. My two baby sisters, laying there, dead. I can't take it. Their heads suddenly perk up and they smile with blood gushing out of their mouths. They say that this is all my fault, I made them do this, I went down the path I did and died and made them do this to themselves and my parents come back and stand behind them with the same looks they had before and I look in the distance and see the old man giving me that same look of sadness with an "I tried to warn you" king of look on his face and he turns around. I can't take anything anymore, I can't cry, I can't scream, I can't talk, I can't think, I can just feel these feelings make me do things. The feelings keep getting worse and worse and the fear finally settles in on what the situation is and the fear keeps getting worse from this realization. I am in my own personal hell, being tormented, so I turn around and jump into the void one more time hoping I can escape this hell. I keep falling and falling until I see a bottom, and I know it's finally over so I take a sigh of relief and hit the bottom

I'd make a TL;DR but I don't know how I'd do that with this story. please tell me what this is about. It's the most disturbing dream I have ever had.

I was outdoors in some kind of barn yard like area. there was hay everywhere. my little dog was a top a hay bale. a magnifying glass was standing next to him. the sun was shining thru the magnifying glass and vegan to cause a fire. my little dog was in the middle of the blaze and looked in pain but it wasn't getting out of the fire. I felt deep sympathy for her.

So I had a dream.

I was walking through the parking at my farm, there's a bunch more people with me. I think my dad too...
When suddenly I see a snake in front of me, slithering away.... It's maroon in colour.

I suddenly scream SNAKE! Then it turns around and starts coming to attack me... In the hustle it comes near my feet, I jump onto my hands in handstand, dancing around.. it keeps coming at me while I'm jumping between standing on my feet and my hands..
At one time I try to grab it, but instead it ends up biting my my left foot edge, through my shoes.

I keep trying to grab it, and finally have its head in my grab. I've pinned down the snake now, but it keeps resisting. am worried I'm going to faint any moment because of the bite, but still hold onto it for a good 15 minutes or so. and then I think it has given up.. but ho! It tries to bite me again. So I pin it down again, this time with its head towards the ground. I'm holding onto it strong, so much so that I end up crushing it lower jaw and the fangs through which it bit me. Suddenly, it becomes lifeless. With blood and yellow liquid dripping all over from its face, while I hold him up with its tail.

End.

Last night, I had an incredibly bizarre dream that I was living in a dystopian society where everyone's social status was completely based on their level of physical attractiveness.

In this society there were three castes

1. Extremely physically attractive people who held most of the economic and political power
2. Slightly above average looking people who worked as servants for the elites
3. Ugly to average looking people who did factory work, farm work, and menial retail work

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In my dream I was living in a society where how physically attractive you were determined your entire life.

The beautiful people held all of the money and power and refused to associate with anyone who was average looking or ugly.

The average looking and ugly people could only live in certain parts of town and were required to wear masks and loose clothing so that the attractive elites didn't have to look at them.

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The elites were super afraid of having any "ugly genes" enter their families and they scrambled to marry their children off to the most beautiful people possible and spent thousands of dollars on genetic screening for their prospective spouses to ensure that they produced the best looking children possible.

In the dream, I was a member of the second caste and I worked as a cook for the country's dictator and I tried to poison him and overthrow the government.

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What does this mean? For reference I am 19F.

Hello,

Last night, I dreamt that I decapitated a horse in my garage. It was a dark colored horse (dark brown or black). It was just standing in my garage, not attacking me nor doing anything and I don't know for what reason I cut its head off (I don't remember what weapon did I use to do so).

I don't remember seeing its head fly off, but I remember very clearly the body on the floor and the blood coming out of the neck (an impressively abundant flow of blood).

Then a car parked in front of my garage door, it was my sister's. She didn't seem schocked at all and I announced to her that I killed a hoarse for us to eat and she was very happy about it.

I remember looking at the horse's thighs and thinking about the huge quantity of meat and the sausages to me made.

That was all I remember about the dream but I woke up very very disturbed.

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Some information about me:

\- I love animals and would never ever hurt one.

\- I eat meat for the sake of having a balanced diet but I don't really like meat and I disgusted by the idea of eating horse meat.

\- I don't have a particular fascination to horses (no sexual fantasies no admiration to their beauty whatsoever). They're just a regular animal farm for me.

\- My sister adores horses and doesn't eat meat.

\- I am trying to make a career shift into a totally different field and this has not been easy.

\- I am currently in a very stressful situation as I am waiting for an answer to a job I applied to and I am expecting a reply this week.

\- Even I receive a negative response from the new job, I decided to leave my current job that I can't stand anymore and doesn't allow me to grow to my full potentiel. I stayed in this job for too long because I am tied to a work permit in a foreign country.

\- I am a female, 29yo, atheist, middle easter and living in Europe for the last 10 years.

\- My sister lives in our home country.

\- I am single and not really looking for a relationship at the moment.

I don't know if any other information is needed but please don't hesitate to ask me.

Can anyone please help me interpret this dream?

Thank you!