What are peninsula dreams about?

Hello, I’ve had a recurring dream that starts in different parts sometimes, but the parts are nearly the same every time and it always ends in the same location.

Part 1, Tiny Islands:
I start here about half the time, either in the first or third person. I will be rowing a canoe or sometimes wading through a realm that has water that is white on the surface but is dark below, like a really dark blue or black when the surface is broken. It’s only about 3-4 feet deep. I don’t have any fear of living things being in this water-like liquid. It is not drinkable, like air when it gets in my mouth. The background is white and seemingly endless, although I always know to go in a certain direction because of these tiny islands made of rock that vary in size and shape. 1-2 yards long and ridged, only about 2-3 feet high above the surface. There are usually only 4-5 of them, in a stretch of about 20 yards. The specific direction I’m heading is East.

Part 2, The Beach/Near Beach
Sometimes I start here. I appear to have landed in the middle of a cove. A peninsula curves around me with me in the middle of this “U”, the West side is the peninsula which has hills on it, the East side is a mountain that is ocean worn, rocky, and steep on the West side of it, and has a very gradual incline on the East side of it, almost like a wave shape. Land stretches as far as the eye can see to the East and South of the mountain. The cove from the end of the peninsula to the other side is about 1 mile directly across. Sometimes there is a ton of forest vegetation headed up the mountain or on the hills of the peninsula, and sometimes there’s a massive tree on top of the mountain. Also most of the time, a storm is coming. I begin up the mountain.

Part 2.5, Alternate Start:
Sometimes I start off to the Southeast of this cove, looking at a storm beyond the peninsula and head up the gradual side of the mountain.

Part 3, Mountain Peak:
I am always set to meet someone on top of the mountain, but there isn’t someone there every time. Sometimes I’m alone, sometimes it’s just me and the unworldly massive tree which I speak to, and it seems to communicate back in my thoughts. However, most of the time there’s a Zeus-like giant sitting on the top of the peak by the tree on a stump or rock, looking depressed or unsurprised, who I sit next to and speak with or we sit in silence. A couple times, he was a giant white/grey werewolf with blue eyes wearing chains or rings on his arms and legs. A divine figure of sorts. For some reason I have the feeling he always wipes my memory of our conversation. We are always overlooking the peninsula, which will have a ruined city in the middle of it. I think he explains why the city was ruined. Why “it needed to happen.” Not sure. Buildings collapsed or tipping over, cars floating amongst the rubble, it all seems to have happened a very long time ago. The water is dirty or dark, and the storm has either passed or is almost over. A couple times the city wasn’t there, but the water had turned to acid instead. Then I wake up, every time.

I’m not religious, but agnostic. This was the most religious type of experience to happen to me. I’m sure I’ll be back sometime. Feel free to analyze, until next time.

It's all start out of no where, I was in my computer and suddenly I have this map of Europe where I could see how invasion of Russia to Georgia (I don't know why I thought it was Afganistan in my dream) start and I was like ¡WTF! on the map there were this little soldiers that simulate the battlefield, the borderlands and all. Ukraine for some reason intercept (I was like, ...really?) Now Russia start the invasion to Ukraine, at this point Ukraine contain the russians a little, and a few minutes later it falls. And then it's a straight line of war and invasion trough all Europe, the only hope to this moment where the french (what a hope), for a moment I thought "Those mothefuckers will stop them, they have the best army in Europe, after Russia" but they llast a little, and so the Russia arrives to de Iberian Peninsula, where they settle an satelitle state: Portugal.

I remember I was screaming to my grandmother "They invade all Europe, in only 2 hours!"

Sorry if it is some sensitive content to post. I find it pretty curious, and thought someone could find it curious too.

[Map of Europe after the invasion.](https://i.redd.it/8bpdlafasmi81.gif)

I had a dream last night that a girl I used to have a crush on (about 4 years ago, I also don't have feelings for her anymore) moved back into my town and she was all over me like hugging me and I didn't know why. We talked for a while and reconnected with our old friend group, then it gets a little foggy but next thing I know she is upset and running away, and for some reason I just now notice that my town in a peninsula and it is on the side of a big glacier but it is like tropical weather, anyway I wake up and I have this feeling of sadness even though I haven't really even thought about her in a couple of years I was really upset that she left. Then I go back to sleep and the dream continues which is a very rare occurrence for me, and me and my friend group are in a flying car. We land and somehow I know exactly where the girl is and she is with my two cousins also, we all get in the flying car and we notice a tornado, something happens that I cant remember and then I am awake floating in this small water hole surrounded by ice. I keep trying to swim down and grab something at the bottom but I cant reach it in time. So I climb out of the ice and it completely shatters, and there is this small fishing boat that comes and picks me up and they tell me that "the girl was a spy for someone who hates me" no context after that and the dream ends. Thanks too anyone that read the whole thing, and anyone who thinks they can tell me what it means please do.

In my dream an alien came to South Korea and wiped out all of the people living there before moving to North Korea killing everyone there too before stopping and using the borders of North and South Korea as his living space.

The U.S government wanting to cover this up labeled this alien as the de facto new Kim Jong Un to justify the closed off state of the Korean Peninsula.

First time posting on this sub. Had a dream and tought "there must be a sub to share them somewhere". I did my best to memomize it when I woke up.

thus, here I am, and here it is:

The dream started with me and my family coming from a buying trip with an old man on an old city I used to live (I am sure there was something before that but I have forgotten the beginning of the dream).

This old man turns out was an assassin who was a family friend. Albeit everybody in my family already knew this, The realization kind of shocked me.

After this I have kind of a void in my memory, but I do remember throwing myself on the ground for some reason.

Camera cut to isometrical view of the earth. I am playing first/third person Civilization with other "people". I didn't see them, I didn't hear them, but I felt they were there. Also, there was a DM for the game for some reason.

Altough I had a city at the end of a peninsula. I left the city, now controlling myself, like watching my body in third person.

I commence my journey to the right of the continent (from my point of view) and then change my course north.

The DM calls, he says "If you step on the shifting sand, you'll lose \[something\]" I honestly dont remember what it was, what the punishment made me lose. Good thing I didn't step on it.

The journey was a long path north, with the sea on my right and my left.

The sand was ever changing, creating rivers to any direction without form or logic, starting and endling abruptly with no reason behind it.

Stepping in the river of sand (which was different from the shifting, deep sands, that carried punishment) made the DM summon a dice of 100 faces on you.

Of you get 15 or lower, you get punished.

Luckily, I managed to reach the end unharmed.

Now, in this part of the dream Im looking at things from a first person perspective.

At the end of the path was a house, an old house with nothing inside. The walls were of polished rock and cream colored, the ground was made of dirt. A room inside had a river of moving sand that splashed against the wall. There were stairs up but I never took them and I don't know where they led.

However, I felt something wasn't right, there was someone there with me too.

I look at the door from where I came and a woman in old but beautiful arabic garments enters and orders me to give her gold.

She look meek and has eyebags. I step away from her in fear that she may be a monster in disguise who is trying to make me lower my guard.

I try to run for it to the door but she cuts me off.

Expecting the worst, I lie to her and tell her I know where riches are.

She follows me to the side room and see some shiny thing in the ground.

"There" I tell her. And once she enters that room I ran outside for my life.

Outside, the world is different. This house is now on a floating island where the floor is made of rough granite. Scared and with nowhere to go, I run silently to the back of the house and try to hang myself from the ledge so she cant see me.

When I look below, the ground and walls that form the ground of the island are made of blue drawers, all uniform but with erratic size, forming a cup from where the house and the granite floor stands.

Thinking I must hide even more, I hang with my three middle fingers from each hand from the knob? of one of the drawers, so not even my hand is visible.

Now that im completely out of sight, I look around.

This was the most impactful part of the dream for me, I'll try to express what I saw with the best of my ability but I know I wont make it justice.

The world was made of floating islands and imposing towers made of blue drawers like the one I was on. The sheer immensity of the structures was awe inspiring, a pale fog impeded me to see beyond a certain point but it only bolstered the feel of being tiny.

Below and Above the islands and towers continued ad infinitum, the same fog ever present. You could see something akin to a waterfall coming from above too, the water turning to mist from the height, never reaching the ground.

With this picture imprinted into my mind, I woke up.

My hands grabbing the bedsheets like I was grabbing the know I was hanging on.