What are ga dreams about?

the nightmare started with me finding them in a grocery store. they recognized me, and asked if i wantedto visit them at their house, i said yes. so i get there, they show me around, they describe a vending machine they own in detail for about an hour, and then burn me alive by making me put a transgender flag on like a cape, go swimming in their pool filled with gas, and them light me on fire in their room. yeah bug, thats right, fuck you.

Just awoke from the Strangest Dream.

In my dream, I was Lady Gaga. But Lady Gaga was not Lady Gaga, she was a painter.

In the dream, Lady Gaga was having an affair with an older man. And her husband found out by checking and comparing travel routes and mileage used on the vehicle.

In the dream Lady Gaga, her husband and the older guy kept moving from city to city like Gypsys.

And one day her husband confronted her at a gas station outside of Reno. Her husband grabbed her arm and said.....

“ I finally have proof of your lies, I hope you’ve enjoyed your freedom - from this moment on you will be locked up. You will never see anyone again. Not your friends nor your family.”

Then Lady Gaga was locked up with her paintbrushes and her canvas in a tower like Rapunzel.

And every night she plotted her escape. For one day she would disappear in the still night, to be with her lover again. And the entire time Johnny Cash played in the background ”the ring of fire”.

What the Fuck kind of dream was that!!!!!

I dreamt that I was in my university classroom, and the professor said that since a (fictional) classmate and me had done some homework or something, we didn't have to attend the extra class the next Monday (a holiday in my dream). Then I found myself in a car with someone else (maybe said classmate, I don't remember) and we were talking about so many suggestions people gave us about rituals and self-care things to do, and we joked that we barely had time to go to class and work, so how were we gonna find time to meditate in the morning and do all that stuff.

Then I found myself in a car either alone or with my family on some sort of road trip somewhere resembling my home country/region, like a mountainous area with the typical curvy road. The mountains (like in my home country) were eroded with brownstone columns so to speak. They looked like [this](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DmlMogCX4AEg5AR.jpg). On the radio, they were talking about an important touristic site. Then I saw that on top of the mountain there was a poor neighborhood, and in those houses they were selling gas for cars on the road. I looked at the mountain and saw a sculpure carved into it. The head was like [those on Easter Island](https://cdn.cnn.com/cnnnext/dam/assets/190111092720-easter-island-moais-file-restricted.jpg), and the body was a sphynx. It was all made of brownstone, like the mountain.

I then understood that I was in [San Agustin Archaeological Park](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Agust%C3%ADn_Archaeological_Park) (even tho it looks nothing like that IRL). I thought to myself that it was so sad that we were in such an invaluable place and yet people didn't notice and only went there to fill their gas tanks before going on their merry way. Then I looked down to the mountain once again and realized it wasn't the one statue, but the whole mountain was full of those sculpures instead of the brownstone columns, arranged like some sort of fractal or collage. It was really weird.

I had a dream I was at some old lady's house and she had a Bulbasaur that tried to eat me but failed, since it's to small then she turned on the electric stove which uses gas and looked more like a flame thrower. When I was about to leave I went down the stairs and then I heard my mom's voice and didn't know why until I woke up.

In my dream I was driving my car, and I drove past a gas station. In my rear view mirror I saw the gas station I passed explode. I felt some worry about the people there but relief I didn’t stop at that one, and then I kept driving.

I drove up to the next gas station that was within line of sight across the street, much closer than the first one and I waited at the red light. As the light turned green I saw the edges of the building light on fire, like the fire just appeared, and then I drove away but I didn’t get much distance before it exploded. I felt the heat off of it and heard the screams and I drove away scared with a feeling of dread in my stomach.

I finally drove to a gas station and decided to pull in and stop. But at the last second my hands froze on the steering wheel and instead of turning, I drove straight into the gas pumps and they also exploded.

I felt the explosion overtake my body so fast, and my physical body jumped in my sleep and my heart skipped a beat from the shock of it. At this point, after experiencing physical harm in my dream, I’d normally wake up. There was a brief darkness in my dream and I remember feeling relieved that I didn’t seem to experience much pain.

And then I could see again and I was standing outside my car in the aftermath of the explosion. I could hear sirens in the distance. A spectral male figure appeared floating above me and he held his hands out to me and gestured for me to take them and come with him. I was compelled to take his hands but I was confused, yet somehow I knew I felt safe and comfortable with this man at the same time.

As he brought me into the air with him and we floated together, I realized I was dead. And a huge wave of panic hit me knowing I wouldn’t be able to speak to my boyfriend or my mom again- I immediately wanted to try to communicate with them even though I was dead. The man told me not yet, I had a soul contract to fulfill first.

The man took me and trained me, I remember him speaking to me about there being many things I needed to learn. He tried to teach me to be like him and convince me to come with him, but I didn’t want to hear it. I wanted to stay as close to the Earthly plan as I could so I could one day see my family again and check in on how their lives were going now that I was gone.

After that he took me to a prison cell of a man whose soul needed to be saved. He told me to speak with him and try to help him. I went into the man’s cell and he seemed to recognize me even though I didn’t remember knowing his face. At the same time I felt love for him. He didn’t know I was dead until I reached out and touched his hand. He said “You’re so cold..” and I told him it was because I died.

I died on September 20th in my dream. Once I left the man’s cell I asked my spectral mentor what day it was to the people who were still living. He said it was October 21st. “A month?! Already?” I started panicking and hoping my boyfriend was okay. I knew I need to get to him and tell him not to be sad and that I’m still here, just in a different form. But the spectral man still didn’t want me to leave, and I woke up just after I agreed to stay with him instead.