What are Morocco dreams about?

Hey guys!, i'm new here and i hope you appreciate this dream, i'm telling you about.

i've had this dream 2 days ago,

where i was going with my bestfriend called "**Omar**" to meet up with his girlfriend on top of a small mountain called "gago" in **Morocco**, when we meet up with his girlfriend and there was another girl with her and she wearing a blue tanktop, and she kept staring at me, which was weird and i ignored her and i kept listening to "Omar" talking to his girlfriend about a girl who got kidnapped by a gang called "**yamakoza**", and they were holding her hostage in bar nearby, when they finished talking we were about to move to that bar until i heard the girl in the blue tanktop saying "**you're a pretty boy**", and i turned around with a confused face and i said "**are talking to me?**" because i know i ain't that pretty (LoL), and she said "**yes, i am !**" while moving towards me slowly and she kissed me on the lip and i felt it, i was shocked because you know a girl kissed me, after she kissed me she just said :"**come on, let's go!**" and i did and she was walking next to me and looking at me like we known each other for long time and i was still shocked by what happened, after that we arrived to the bar where there friend was held hostage and because our luck is bad, we found members of the "**yamakoza**" we in the bar and they seem to know the two girls "**the blue tanktop girl and Omar's girlfriend**" and they saw us and starts running after us and we split up, the blue tanktop girl, Omar and his girlfriend went the same way they came and i ran to a backdoor and they (**the yamakoza boys**) followed the other and i was alone, and i open the backdoor to found a lot of the "yamakoza" boys and i tried sneak past them but they saw me and they start chasing me, i kept running until i lost them and as i was walking in an empty road i heard "**the blue tanktop girl and my bestfriend's girlfriend**" calling to come inside an empty building and i meet up with them in the roof, Omar was worried about me, i said that i'm fine and "**the blue tanktop girl**" said :"**i'm glad you're ok**" and then i woke up happy and confused

i wished that dream could've last longer

I dreamt last night that I was a police detective, but travelled the world doing it. Only, actually, I had this twenty-something middle eastern assistant that did most of the crime-solving while I just laid on the beach and slept around.

We had solved a crime in Morocco and borrowed this 30-foot yacht that belonged to Donald Trump to sail to France, only we stuffed the compartments full of ecstasy. We knew he was going to get divorced, somehow, and that his sole ownership of the boat would cease when that happened, so it would get impounded since it wasn’t sole property until that was finalized, but I was selling the ecstasy to some of the french cops anyway, so they’d seize it and strip all that out before they took it to impound. If it got discovered, we'd just say it was Trump's X and we had had no idea about it, just send him up the river.

We got there and I got a call from London, because the Met police superintendent was trying to get me to go work for them, and I tentatively agreed, because that would put me in the UK since there was someone there I wanted to fool around with, but then in France the French police chief called me in. Cue a brief scare that they knew about the X!

Turns out he was just trying to get me to come work for the French instead, and I was all ‘Well, I could work in Paris, and still liaise with London…’ so I could have my cake and eat it, too, and the police chief started making out with me to convince me and I was all “I’m pretty much sold, but how modern-thinking is your force? Am I going to have an issue since I go both ways?” and he said “ We’re in my office making out, we’re French, are you serious?”. And then I moved onto another dream.

I was not a very good cop.

Last night, I slept at around 2am and woke up at around 7am. I feel really tired. So after breakfast, around 9am, I decided to take a nap. I had this long ass dream about escaping a very religious school in Morocco (not from anywhere near there) with my boyfriend.

Woke up at around 12noon. I was still really tired. Maybe from my dream too. It was vivid and I feel like there was background music while we were running. I decided to skip lunch then went back to sleep.

I had a dream again. We were homeless and we were biking around the town. Then suddenly, my clothes disappeared. Will Smith as Hancock went to the rescue. He had a black Honda Jazz and said I should go dress up in the there. So I did.

Some of our relatives saw us and decided to help us through a game show they invented. My first challenge was too use a whole bottle of rubbing alcohol. My uncles drank half of it. 1/4 of it I gave to everyone to clean their hands. The rest I poured all over my arms and legs.

I'm still really fucking

Hi everyone, I was hoping one of you experts could shed some light on a dream from a few days ago. To sum it up my passport was seized in a “hollywood depiction of the middle east” type country under “suspicion”, I would say Morocco but it looked more like Syria to me. Anyway I ended up on a rooftop with a machine gun at the end of the the “T” shaped street with me being at the top of the T street formation. I racked it back and just started spraying rounds into the crowds. I could see people starting to fall as I aimed for pockets then woke up. I’ll make a few short bullet points that might help.

- As racist as it might seem with the description of the town, the crowd was weirdly ethically diverse, can’t remember there being anyone I knew there

- The gun was left racked, my non dominant hand, though it was clearly an American weapon. Though I didn’t look at it much in the dream I’m thinking it’s the M2 or maybe an amalgamation of a few different weapons.

- I cannot remember why my passport was seized, just that I was furious about it

- It wasn’t anywhere i’d seen before

Thanks everyone, hope we can figure this nonsense out