What are oracle dreams about?

i had this dream a few months ago, but every once in a while i remember it,,, i still dont quite understand it..

in the dream, it looked like it was the end of the world, everything was fucked, there were "rocks" falling from the sky, a volcano suddenly showed up and started errupting,the sky was red colored, A plane crashed into the house i was in, and the sun looked huge. the earth was shaking too. for some reason i was trying to calm everyone down like a stupid bitch, but no one would listen. they all kept running away. I went to the balcony, and there i saw Prophet Muhammad PBOH, i decided to sit next to him, and said "i tried calming everyone down, but no one would listen". he asked me to try again, no matter how much i tried, no one listened. i came back and sat next to him, as we chatted, i dont quite remember, but it was something about whats happening. suddenly a bomb was in front of us, as in 5 secs, it blow up and i woke up. lol.

it feels weird, but oh well lmao, if anyone understands a thing about this lmk

**THE RED OCEAN**

*All the veins in your body are connected with the ocean. Red rivers flow within you. Everything is connected in this universe.*

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I remembered the whole message and I think this just sounds so neat. The mood is very mysterious; blood and water are both liquid and blood contains water too. There’s also the theme of connection to the world around too. In my dream I was amazed by the symbolism of a little element (me? a human?) + the endless source (the ocean).

It was the best dream I’ve ever had. So real, but also crazy magical.
I was traveling in a van with these 4-5 guys, they looked like SWAT or something, but with crossbows and spears. We pull over by a gas station, and they tell me it’s time to go. We enter a small side door and all of a sudden We’re in some kind of pyramid chamber system, (somehow I knew it was a pyramid without even seeing it from the outside). I look around me at my “escorts” and they’ve changed, they’re now tribal warriors, they look like a mix of Native American/Maui or similar. They start showing me the way into this pyramid, as we pass different rooms/crypts covered in gold, statues, coins, gems. I remember going in to inspect the rooms but neither me nor my guardians (that how I felt towards them) were interested in it, no one touched anything. At some point, I start hearing what I can only describe as a “cold blue humming”. I see a pulsating blue light from which the sound comes from. I remember at this point, I was alone, I knew my escorts were behind me and that this was something I had to explore alone. I was very apprehensive though, it was overwhelming and there was an immense “larger than life” feeling. I walk into this glowing hallway, and all of a sudden I hear cheering, and I see a crowd outside and I’m in this kind of big dome/birdcage (the kind you would have for protecting saint statuettes in places like Italy). There are bright orange and red flowers on the floor, coins, some beaded necklaces being thrown and in the center of this, a woman sitting on this bed of offerings, she looked like a gypsy, or an Oracle, with a veil on her head and jewelry. She acknowledges my presence, I think she said something to me but I don’t remember what. She then beckons me close and hands me a card, what looks like a tarot card of her. I look down at the card, and when look up again, I’m outside of this dome. No one is inside when I turn back to look for her. The crowd is gone. I look back at the card, and it aged. It’s her but old. And then I woke up.

I just had a dream where every human had a power / powers, they could be completely random.

They seemed to develop at a set age and so all the teenagers (including me) where sent to a summer school type thing to learn how to do them.

We where doing military exercises (the government wanted an army of powered people). But no one could figure out what my power was.

Then I was accidentally injured by a knife. I felt it seer through me… but i didnt bleed, instead i produced golden syrup from the open wound.

Everyone else had these cool powers and I could make golden syrup (and be immune to its stickiness) when injured.

Well it came break time. We where given waffles, i found a pin out of a display pricked my finger and I was the only one there not having a plain waffle.

I saw this dream a few months back but it still weirds me out. For the context im not even Christian but since i am a Muslim we too accept Jesus as a prophet.

So the story goes like this:

I am in a pine forest and it's pitch black. Only light i can see is a little bonfire. I approach it and theres a figure in black robes with no face. He gives me a great sword and points towards an old ox cart but it is pulled by humans and again in black robes. The cart carries Jesus crucified to a cross. They take him down and he is on his kness. They tell me to cut his head off and everything will be over. Jesus only smiles at me as i hold the sword up and as soon as i hit i die with him too.

After i die there was nothing. Just a warm feeling of happiness and contentness. Then a window opens in the darkness and i see a random memory of mine and then another one and another one. There was memories EVERYWHERE i could even see the behind of my back. And i start falling down in one of my memory. Poof end of the dream.

Needless to say it made me question the reality and a lot more things.