What are throne dreams about?

Last night I had an incredible emotional strange dream.
I was on vacation, strolling in a park, under trees in a sloping meadow.
Suddenly, a group of people (~ten) come down in my direction and exclaim:
"Let the heir to the throne of France pass."
And there, a rather plump brown giant dog with a nice head follows them. It seems to me as big as a cow.
The same face as Falcor from Never-ending story. And all the people start to curtsy.
I decide to go give him a hug ... and the dog tells me telepathically:
"Tell me what's wrong in your life".
While hugging him, I cry telling him that my friends have abandoned me and that I feel so lonely ans depressed. The emotion of sadness is then very deep.
But the hug was very heartwarming. A bit the same feeling that you can have as a child by hugging your Mother.
I then have the firm conviction that this Dog is Jesus Christ. And I wake up.

I think it's a bit related to the anxiety of covid and quarantine in general. Yet I live with my husband, my son, and we have been hosting my parents for 2 months... I'm not alone.

This dream was rather choppy and incomplete, so I'll just write down what I remember. It started with me in this blue, dimly lit hallway and after turning the corner, I come across my old family cat. Before I can reach out to pet her, she unleashes hell on me and starts attacking. I panic, but before I could react, I wound up in my house. My mother was shouting at me and throwing blunt objects at me from the second floor. It wasn't implied, but I could feel that she wanted to kill me. Eventually I wake up in a room that looked like my living room but colored red. It looked like a nightclub with its neon lighting and dim atmosphere. At one side of the room is a throne with who I assume was the devil sitting on top. He sent me to go work on something, and on the way there, I came across a note on the floor. It read, "Revolt. Look up." and when I looked up, there was a brick-sized box attached to the ceiling of the hallway I was in. I grabbed the box and scribbled on the front was, "Put behind throne then press the blue button." I snuck into the throne room when the devil wasn't there, and I placed the box behind the throne and pressed the blue button. I went back to work and before long, I heard shooting and shouting, so I ran to see what was happening. I entered the throne room and three guys dressed in Ghostbuster-like armor were wielding sparking rifles and standing over the toppled body of the devil. They look at me and I ask, "What happened?" and they respond, "We're getting you and everyone esle outta here." They start running down the hall as I trail behind them. I then asked, "How did you pull this off?" to which one guy replied, "Hey, even the Devil himself has his weaknesses." I woke up shortly after. I guess that I went to some modernized version of hell, where before you get to work for eternity, you have to witness your loved ones turning against you. I would love to hear any comments about this dream.

So I had a dream that I was raped.

For starters am a girl and the beginning of the dream I was in some type of court room. I know i was the head women/lady thing, I chose what to talk about and such. It kinda looked like a combination of a judge room thing and the throne room in the movie brave. There were other people in the room and we were all talking about something idk. I ended up stepping out of the room and into another similar looking room.
The next thing I know is am pinned against the wall getting raped. I dont remember the actual rape part but I knew 100% I was getting raped. I for some reason couldnt look at the person face.

I have no idea what that means and is slightly worried. Anyway thanks for reading and have a nice day.

I was inside a Roman-style palace. It was amazingly beautiful inside—high ceilings, interacte intricately-designed walls, gold everywhere, a gorgeous golden throne for the Roman ruler and even this luxurious indoor jacuzzi for relaxation.

I saw a prisoner being walked in. The prisoner was the Apostle Peter. He didn’t look anything like I’d ever imagined Peter looked like, but in the dream I simply knew it was Peter. His hands were tied and he was being walked into a palace by two Roman guards.

Clearly, Peter had been in their prison for quite a bit of time at this point. His clothes looked messy, and his beard looked like he hadn’t seen a mirror in weeks.

I could feel that he was very far away from his homeland Israel. I don’t know what country exactly, other than we were in a huge palace for the Roman ruler of that land and that they had imprisoned Peter for claiming Jesus had resurrected about a decade ago. So it could be Rome or just a country that was ruled by Rome at that time?

Now, there weren’t any crowds of people inside the throne room of the palace at this time; this was more of a private matter for the Roman ruler, maybe even entertainment for him? So the only people in there were the Roman ruler, the captive Peter, the 2 guards, and perhaps six or 8 naked concubines.

Knowing Peter’s Christian-based morals, The Roman ruler ordered the naked concubines to partner up and make out with each other in lesbian manner. And it wasn’t simply mouth-kissing; this was nasty sex, it was happening all around Peter as a mockery to his faith. As if all this sin going on around Peter wasn’t enough to entertain the Roman ruler, the ruler then commands the guards to force Peter’s head into the jacuzzi water for long periods of time.

Every time Peter’s head was allowed back up, he’d hear the moans of the sexual depravity surrounding him. Then straight back into the water.

I knew that I wasn’t actually there myself and I knew that this was a different era. I was very meta-aware of this; so much so that even though I felt awful for Peter, I was more interested in looking at the girls, and I started to wonder where I could see more of this. All the while Peter is right there being tortured for pursuing reasons bigger than himself.

When I woke up, I was still thinking of pleasure, but after a couple minutes I shook it off and couldn’t believe myself that I could turn a blind eye to things that actually mattered.

I suppose in a lot of ways, that’s how I am in my real life. I run to pleasure in times of “war.” For lack of formal speech: when I’m able to help a friend, I usually flake on them and end up wanking in my room.

I am a heavy kundalini meditator, Ive gotten into lucid dreaming. It took me about a month to get the hang of it. Now I've had this vision/dream. What does it mean and what do you think will happen next?

Second lucid dream around 11 a.m. Feeling of being in a very realistic daydream. The body hardly makes itself noticeable, nevertheless it pulls my spirit again and again back into the body/head. I hear street noises etc. My liver (?) makes itself noticeable. I slip into the shape of a cat and caress myself, sleep on my stomach. I take the liver and warm it up by a fire (actual relaxation, feeling of happiness). As a cat I roam the apartment, walk through the door, take the elevator, make jumps of over a hundred meters, finally jump back into my head. I start to meditate and open my 7 chakras. The energy of the astral body floating in the air connects with mine and 7 colours shine. Purifying, calming feeling in my own and the astral body. Total darkness and I create stars and moon, grass floor and I find myself in an idyllic binge with campfires and shadowy figures that remind me of gods and saints. God meets me on a throne. He wears a glowing crown, instead of a face I see the sunrise as if over Altdorf's painting of the battle of Issus as an explosion of colour (you actually see sun and moon). God asks me whether I want knowledge or satisfaction. I hesitate, but I choose knowledge. He shows me Jesus, Krsna, Mohammed and some other figures who are rising within me. My consciousness goes back into my head and I wade through the two hemispheres of my brain in a very deep spiritual silence. I receive satisfaction in the form of a complete distortion of reality during the immaginary intercourse with my girlfriend, she and I double and triple ourselves, my penis pierces her body, her and my anatomy merge. I feel sexual satisfaction. I masturbate and have an orgasm in less than a minute. I am drawn back to the dream world. I fly and see shapes. I have the impression that the first impression shows with things beyond my mind for a moment, but then my mind starts to fill it up with familiar things. I am riding on a boat and see my parents' house, above which a temple-like structure rises. Mentally I jump to the temple and see the next one on the hill above, on a nearby small mountain and then a higher one, both of which I know. The fifth temple is a high archetypal snow-covered mountain with a black temple on top. The sixth and seventh mountains are even more impressive, but the last one has no temple on the top. When I enter it, I am enveloped by a purple ray of consciousness that shoots mightily and powerfully into infinity. My heart beats faster. The beam feels impressively real. I try to take a step back to the 6th summit, but the heartbeat has taken me out of concentration and I return.