What are general color dreams about?
This symbol is identified by words like color.
General colors in dreams is a relatively common dream symbol, occuring in about 3.1% of dreams. That's about 1 out of every 30 dreams.
What are the major highlights of general color dreams?
General colors is a normal dream symbol. Having general colors in a dream changes the dream in the same way as most other dream symbols.
What symbols more present in dreams of general colors?
General color dreams are notable because they have substantially more spheres, Cameroon, purple, rainbows, blue, yellow, indigo, red, cubes, rectangles, orange, gray, collective unconscious, descending, brightness, green, black and white, ancestors, acid, verbs, pink, fireworks, the sky, Kuwait, Bangladesh, white, jets, skin, gold, autumn, violet, diamonds, black, obeying, shapes, flowers, baboons, qualities, spirals, clouds, cowboys, sunny, orange eyes, hair, fog, white eyes, dragons, silence, blue eyes, darkness, x-rays, trees, elves, squares, vision, Denmark, armor, scarves, cartoons, and floating than 95% of other dream symbols.
What symbols less present in dreams of general colors?
General color dreams are notable because they have substantially less boyfriends, taking a test, crushes, former partners, getting fired, precognitive dreams, nightmares, seeing a dead father, kidnapping, break ups, romantic partners, giving birth, sex, teeth falling out, falling in love, colors, jails, being shot, plane crashes, knives, ambushing, killing, best friends, infidelity, miscarriages, relationship events, Donald Trump, suicide, sexuals acts, prostitutes, recurring nightmares, the night, seeing a dead relative, snapchat, epidemics, seeing a dead grandmother, crying, gorillas, peeing, parties, fiances, friends, girlfriends, subconscious, and chefs than 95% of other dream symbols.
How does the dream symbol of general colors affect the different aspects of a dream?
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Who is in general colors dreams?
Overall, dreams with general colors are less related to characters in dreams. Specifically, dreams of general colors are more related to insects than dreams in general. They are less related to different roles, less related to distant people, and less related to close people.
What are the emotions in general colors dreams?
Overall, dreams with general colors are aren't really related to emotions in dreams. Specifically, dreams of general colors are less related to pain, less related to hatred, and less related to fun.
Grief and sorrow
Who is in general colors dreams?
Overall, dreams with general colors are aren't really related to places in dreams. Specifically, dreams of general colors are more related to natural places than dreams in general. They are less related to home, less related to work, and less related to human places.
What happens in general colors dreams?
Overall, dreams with general colors are less related to events in dreams. Specifically, dreams of general colors are less related to aggressive interactions, less related to friendly interactions, and less related to sex.
How do general colors in dreams related to other dream phenomenon?
Overall, dreams with general colors are less related to dream events in dreams. Specifically, dreams of general colors are more related to lucid dreams and more related to recurring dreams than dreams in general. They are less related to nightmares.
How do general colors in dreams related the senses?
Overall, dreams with general colors are more related to senses in dreams. Specifically, dreams of general colors are more related to smelling and more related to vision than dreams in general. They are less related to touch.
How can you make sense of general colors in dreams?
General color dreams are relatively common. Among other things general color dreams are normally interconnect.
Do you think this is true for your dream of general colors? How might your dream of general colors be different?
All dreams have meaning
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Look for the differences
The DreamWell dictionary provides information on how each dream symbol appears in dreams in general. Finding how experience general colors in dreams can be a key to understanding its meaning.
Return to the feelings
Our emotions in dreams can help us understand its meaning. Pay attention to how you felt in the dream. Pay attention to how you feel about general colors in dreams. See how you feel about general colors now, in your waking life.
Examples of dreams of general colors
Read some real dream reports of general color dreams.. These real life dream reports come from the moderated dream sharing communities of Reddit including r/Dreams, r/Nightmares, r/DreamInterpretation, or r/thisdreamihad. Please note that some of these may contain graphic, sexual, or violent images and text. Use the source link for each dream to view and join the discussion of each one.
I might be cursed or some shit. I'm posting this dream/hallucination everywhere until I get answers
I was in my kitchen. It was like, midnight. The wood door was open, leaving the screen door. There was a creature outside. Mangled, skinny, at least 14 feet tall, it’s left arm was bitten off, and so were three fingers on its right hand. It had open wounds all over its body. And there were tally marks scratched into its skin. As it focused on me, it took one of its claws and carved another tally mark into its skin. It was a rotting, torn apart... thing. It smelled of Death. It smelled like a decaying body, like blood. It was a Wendigo. Why was there a Wendigo in my backyard? It made a sound. A hiss mixed with a raspy growl. Like if you mixed an alligator with a cat with a lion. My chest felt tight, my vision got blurry, and my breathing became labored. Yet, I opened the door and stepped out. The Wendigo seemed excited at the mere sight of me. It just stared at me with those empty sockets, before reaching out with whatever was left of its hand, and stroked my cheek. It was surprisingly gentle. Why was it so gentle? It kept on circling me. Examining me, occasionally reaching out to touch me. For fuck’s sake that sound, and smell. It smelled like Death. So much. After a few minutes of it just examining me, and making that sound, it looked me in my eyes. And smiled, or bared its teeth. I couldn’t tell which. Then it picked me up, slinging me over its shoulder. For such an aggressive action, it was still gentle. As if it was scared I was glass, and that I would break at the slightest touch. It sprinted, faster than I thought possible. It jumped over fences and cars. Until it reached its destination. The woods behind the school. It smelled even worse than the wendigo. Like..bodies. And I quickly found out why. There **were** decaying bodies. **Everywhere**. I recognized one. Alyssa. It **had** to be Alyssa. It’s hard to mistake hair of that color when I have no ginger friends. For fuck’s sake, her body. It was so *damaged*. Covered in blood, some wounds still dripping blood. I think she was still alive, just waiting for Death to come. I walked towards her, but the Wendigo put itself between me and her body. It made that same sound. That hissing/growling rasp of anger. So, me, not wanting to die, backed up. It just kept on examing me, touching me. Its favorite part of me seemed to be my face. Specifically my cheek, and my jaw. It’s been muttering the same words this whole time. But only at this point had I realized what it said, *“ You are like me. I am like you. You are me. I am you.”* Its voice. Its voice was strange. Calming, yet terrifying. Smooth, yet raspy. It sent shivers up my spine. It repeated those words over and over and over again. Then it hugged me. I already had blood on me from all its touches. But now I was drenched. It fucking hugged me. Why? When it pulled away, it looked sad, yet happy. It looked at me like I was a mirror. Or its child. All of a sudden, my chest got tight again. My vision getting blurry again. My breathing getting heavier again. Then I woke up, panting. And with a pinched nerve in my arm. Not only did my arm feel numb, my body felt weird. I felt...**dirty**, used. But I don’t know why. I know one thing though, I never want to sleep again, or whatever the fuck that was. Of course, though, I passed out the next day and had another disturbing dream which I might post on here too
I was in my kitchen. It was like, midnight. The wood door was open, leaving the screen door. There was a creature outside. Mangled, skinny, at least 14 feet...
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What does it mean to have a dream within a dream?
I had a dream within a dream, a dream where there was a rainbow, and some kids had entered into the rainbow, while other kids stayed. When I had awakened –while still yet dreaming– my mom was telling me about her dream of seeing a rainbow, which suddenly made me remember my own dream that I had. I told her the dream, I told her that above the rainbow, there seem to be a dark overcast of clouds in the sky, but just below the clouds (yet still floating in the sky) was a Kaaba, and below the Kaaba was the rainbow. Me and my mom had an argument of sorts about the dream I had, I told her the rainbow consisted of many colors, like yellow, green, and orange; and the kids–who were muslim–would enter each colors. Some kids went forward into the rainbow, while other kids stayed standing there. Me and her were discussing the Kaaba in the sky and why it was there (I think the Kaaba was abducting the kids who entered the rainbow) I think it was part of the end times, as though the kids who entered the rainbow were getting raptured. Yet (since me and her are both Christian) why wasn't it all Christian imagery, why was the dream showing muslim content? I think that's what we were puzzled about. Yet there, the dream had about ended.
I had a dream within a dream, a dream where there was a rainbow, and some kids had entered into the rainbow, while other kids stayed. When I had awakened –while...
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I've had this dream my whole life, where something inconceivably, impossibly huge is coming into contact with something inconceivably, impossibly tiny, I see it when I'm awake too
I've had this dream all my life. It's always without color, no color at all, not necessarily even black and white, no color. I can't really explain the shapes, it used to look kinda like sound waves, now it's just random confusingly shapeless objects. Something overwhelmingly and impossibly big, would touch something overwhelmingly and impossibly small. Like a pin touching a finger. But the finger is so big that my brain can't handle it, and the pin is so small that I can't handle it either, it's hard to explain. Lately I've been seeing it while I'm awake. I've seen it awake before, but it's been happening way more lately. I don't see it like you'd normally see something like a color or a shape physically in front of you. I see it, like, in the back of my eyes. It overlaps my vision. When I close my eyes it gets worse. It never used to be a much of a problem, it'd just be confusing. I'd always feel disturbed by it, and scared during the dream, I felt too overwhelmed. It wasn't and isn't a feeling I can easily describe other than... overwhelming. It's like my brain is trying and failing to comprehend it because the contrast between huge and tiny is so vast. My mind is being opened to the point where my brain can't stretch any further, but yet it keeps stretching to the point where it's impossible to comprehend. What is this??
I've had this dream all my life. It's always without color, no color at all, not necessarily even black and white, no color. I can't really explain the shapes,...
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I Had a Nightmare That Has Messed Me Up for Days Now. I Think I Went to a Multiversal Death Hub.
About 2 weeks ago I had a very existential lucid nightmare that I can’t get out of my head. It’s to the point where it has been effecting my waking life. I need some outside help making sense of what it could mean.
For context, I have existential issues involving what my purpose in life is or even if I am supposed to exist at all.
So it began in a sort of black void with a warm colored aurora in the sky. Directly in front of me there is a hooded man with his left eye missing that looks like an older grizzled version of me. Same look, voice, eye color, scar on our upper lip, everything. He is looking into a circular stone fountain looking thing with a bonfire positioned on a raised platform in the middle.
Around him in every direction as far as I could see were hundreds of thousands of gravestones. All of them had a vague “endings” written on them. (For example, “The Swiss Ending”, “The Atomic Ending”, “The Fantastical Ending”, etc.) Some were filled in while most had empty holes in front of them.
I approached the man in the middle and politely asked who he is and where I was. He simply responded with this,
“You know where we are, this is where we all go to die. Now find your grave, I’ll help you out when you get there.”
I responded with,
“My apologies, pal, I’m not dead yet. Who did you say you were again?”
“Does it matter? We’re all the same here anyway.”
That is when it occurred to me. All these graves were for different versions of me. From different realities or universes I don’t know. I was fairly certain I wasn’t dead and this was all just a bad dream so I decided to explore and possibly see which gravestone in this labyrinthine graveyard was mine.
As I walked, I started to feel a tug from my chest, like my heart was being pulled in a certain direction. I followed the pull for what seemed like ages. Eventually the graves just stopped except for this one gravestone sitting alone just outside of where the rest of them lay. As I approached my soul felt like it was it was sitting next to a cozy fireplace, so I had the feeling that this grave was mine.
I eventually got close enough to read it had it not been for the dust and debris that covered it. It looked old and dilapidated yet it still had an open plot in front of it. I brushed off the dirt covering the gravestone and what I read chilled me to my soul.
“The Bad Ending”
The old man came from beside me.
“What an unfortunate soul this one. Feel real bad for him, you know?”
“I think that’s me.”
“What? No, it couldn’t, he’s not-“
He looked at me, his face grew grim.
“Oh shit, you’re not supposed to be here yet!”
He then grabbed my face and I felt my brain shock like it had just been struck by Thor himself.
Then I woke up. Sweating, crying, and white-knuckled. It’s absolutely fucked with my mind ever since.
About 2 weeks ago I had a very existential lucid nightmare that I can’t get out of my head. It’s to the point where it has been effecting my waking...
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I had a dream someone puked next to me and I cleaned it up with their face.
I had a very weird vivid dream about random stuff but what I remember the most is seeing a friend of mine crying like someone was hurting her, I went and I started defending her by yelling and insulting that person, we had a physical altercation in the dream where I felt at some point that he over powered me, then he started vomiting, and his puke was weird like he was vomiting different colors on a table. I literally just held his head with a lot of anger behind and I started rubbing and cleaning up his vomit with his own face.
I had a very weird vivid dream about random stuff but what I remember the most is seeing a friend of mine crying like someone was hurting her, I went and I...
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