What are Iraq dreams about?

Last night I dreamt that somehow I was visiting Iraq then next minute I’m stuck with a man yelling at me “this is your life now, always cover up”. My old clothes get thrown out. Next minute I’m scrambling at a market to find the U.S. embassy. Instead I find another woman in the same boat waiting for her flight the next couple hours. (she’s actually Iraqi though) She’s running away from her husband and we go to the airport trying not to get kidnapped for the next 4 hours on the roof of this building out have to walk across with wooden beam to get to the other buildings that’s actually a huge runway. It’s all fucked up. We hide in the stair ways constantly checking if our flight is here along with this other name (irrelevant).

I go to check for the plane outside, hijab falls off, and sure enough there’s a escort of this politician driving on this building (because some how they can drive… in the air). I think they’re going to keep driving nope, the whole team comes back, the Escalade and dirt bikes slowly come back. This guy comes out of his Escalade yelling at me having no idea what he’s saying with scissors. I’m thinking (oh I’m gettin g stabbed. Somehow now I understand and he’s saying (I should just cut you, I should just CUT YOU.) grabbing me, shaking me around, but instead he just cuts my hair trying to humiliate me? Which is funny because I never got the whole (oh no my hair is gone and I look like a boy) trope, but I act real distraught anyways. He lets me go, I run in the rooftop stairs corridor now just peaking with my new friend for the plane.

Finally it’s here, we cross the wooden 2 by 4 at sunrise, we’re the first in line of the plan and are greeted by this American stewardess saying “welcome”. Then I woke up thanking god I was born in the US of A and how I got laid last night with my partner (I’m a lesbian in college). So yeah definitely not my scene. That’s it, that’s my dream about Iraq.

I just had this dream this past night and I’m trying to write it down before I forget it.
So I’m at a grocery store with my father and we are shopping normally nothing has happened yet. We get to the checkout and this man wrecks into me with his shopping cart, my father is gone and it’s just me and the stranger. I said something to him but forgot what and he pulls out a razor blade, it’s like a box cutter, and threatens me with it. One of the workers sees it and tells him to put it away. After the worker walks away the man says something and all of a sudden we are in almost like a back room of the store and we are fighting and the guy drops the razor blade and I choked him for like 5 minutes until he stopped moving. After that my dad comes in ,who is a veteran of the Iraq war and has PTSD, and I told him I killed him and he responds something like “it’s ok we have medicine for that” and then we’re almost teleported to later in the day and I’m with a bunch of friends and I just remember being super scared of them finding out.

I’m still a teenager and have never had a dream like that. The fight was super vivid and I can see every detail still. Is this a common kind of dream? I’ve never been on this sub before so sorry if it’s against the rules or a weird post but I would appreciate it if someone could give some insight on what it could mean or if it was all just nonsense.

About 2 weeks before I shipped off to marine corps boot camp, I had a dream that really made me nervous about my future. For reference the US was still active in both Iraq and Afghanistan at the time. Anyway, the only part I remember starting at was being in a military convoy that had just been blown up. In the desert. I was laying on the ground and I knew or could see (can't remember) that there were dead and wounded marines scattered around the immediate area near me. I thought I was fine, but I looked up and about 50 yards ahead of me there was a golden elevator going all the way up into the sky. I remember thinking in my dream that I was dead but didn't know for sure. I woke up shortly after but it made me really paranoid about going on a deployment. Won't go into too much detail but didn't get blown up, still made me nervous for my entire enlistment.

In my dream, I was visiting an unfamiliar airport. As is usual for me, I don't remember much of the beginning, so I'll start by telling what I do remember.

The first thing I know is some sort of interrogation. I was asked to have my picture taken in front of a huge, wall-mounted coat of arms of the my country, the Philippines. After that, I was directed to an unusually small elevator. As the doors closed, I could clearly see the sunlight streaking through the windows.

But when I came out on the lower floor, it was night. I could see all sorts of aircraft, both conventional and not. One of them, while looked like a cross between the Space Shuttle and a hovercraft, that had two bladeless engines near the nose, taxied and took off as I watched. I continued on to my gate, which was at the end of the terminal.

Suddenly, I found myself in a very different place. I was on a rugged coast, under the four legs of a mighty building. Lots of wooden boats were stacked on the shores, with many more on the water. I could see a man in the water, and I figured he was tying the boats. I volunteered to help, so I climbed into one of them.

However, the boat slowly drifted away, so I jumped out and swam back to shore. I could clearly remember almost drowning. I also remember hearing something about Iraq and Persia; unfortunately, I don't remember exactly what it said or who said it.

Next thing I know I was already at the gate. All I did was watch the timetable, which looked unlike any I've seen before. It was like a bingo card, with five airlines on top and their next five departures in a column below them. No destinations. All the while messages played on the speakers, which came from Air Traffic Control (I know because I could see scenes from inside the control tower when they speak)

But then something strange and scary happened.

Thankfully, I don't remember the specifics, but if I had to make a guess, I'd say there are random "glitches" in the digital timetable and a tinny voice seemingly completing the controller's sentences. I do remember the last and scariest part though. Right before boarding, at 8:00 (though strangely it was still dark as night), ATC was explaining all the rules of being on the plane. For some reason, a deep, tinny voice keeps saying every other line in the script. The controller remarked, "We've got another psychic!" As the impromptu dialogue continued, I was waiting in line to board the plane. Only then I realized how weird the dialogue has become. The controller said something about the plane having phones with barely-working wooden keyboards that had to be operated with popsicle sticks. When the tinny voice spoke, I imagined horrific scenes of the plane's computers gaining minds of their own and creating disasters.

Because of fright, I woke up two hours before I usually do.

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Any interpretations?

This dream happened about a month ago it feels like. It started off like some ordinary crazy stuff but then worked into something that honestly belongs in a book or a movie. Basically I was in a first person POV of some protagonist in this dream I had so I'll just say it's me for sake of simplicity. From what I remember, the setting was in a desert environment that's enclosed by a massive hundred foot high wall that looks like a fortress. The time is roughly dusk and the sun was casting a red hue across the setting. I happened to be next to a huge birm that's at least 4 feet high. I remember this birm to be several hundred feet long as well. It was situated not far from the wall. I remember there being about a hundred soldiers (the gear looked like what a marine in 2003 would wear in Iraq) and I was one of them. We hear a PA say aloud "Exercise Start" and immediately some get up and get shot. They weren't killed or seemingly wounded, it seemed like a simulation to me at the time. They just laid out and didn't move or talk, but they were obviously alive and mostly unharmed. It was clear we were being pinned, so what looked like a close friend threw a smoke grenade and we used them to clear this seemingly infinite distance to some massive base. There was a wide concrete pad that went from the birm all the way to this base. After some time moving as a group, we got close enough to take position around the outer walls. I got low and made this chirp sound. I crawled a bit of distance to the bottom of a tower where two sentries were on guard. I shot both and they fell like the others. Other guards came and didn't spot me for some reason which was odd. I was basically in plain sight but I guess the lighting was right. They moved on and the large group I left started the assault on the base, drawing all attention to them. I got up and sneaked to this tent that looked really important and upon going inside the interior looked more like a command building. This guy in fatigues that looked like the commander from The Fifth Wave was there and had his smirk when looking at me, arms crossed. He said something inspirational but then me and a couple others held him at gunpoint. He laughed and said good job and I guess I had enough of his crap so I kicked him over and detained him. Then the dream got cut short by me waking up to a cuddly kitty. It felt like a mix of The Fifth Wave and Ender's Game where the military was up to no good but you were trained for some sort of war that they needed you to be good in. Idk, it just seemed like a decent base for a movie or book. Perhaps I might expand on it one day and start writing, who knows lol.