Interpretation request
Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2024 8:00 am
I had a very strange dream. For some reason I remember it very well. The dream began with me waking up all in white clothes in some place that looked like a temple, but only on the outside. I woke up on a bed in some white room. I looked a little different than in reality, a little younger, although I am now 20 years old, in the dream I was about 16 years old and my face and body were a little different. I was the same height as now, about 170 centimeters. However, I had long (to the waist) white hair, my face was for some reason feminine, sharp, very beautiful. My body was slender. However, despite the very feminine body and face, I was a man (guy) in the dream, as in life. My skin was white as snow, the hair was only on my head (as usual for men, I had no hair on my body, legs, arms, beard and mustache 
). In other words, I did look different. (In real life, I'm a sporty guy and so on, but in my dream, my body was different, although my mind was mine.) In my dream, I was aware of myself and understood that my body was different, but it was more real than mine (not in my dream). I was fully aware of what was happening and I remembered that I fell asleep, however, in my dream, I had more memories. That is, I seemed to suddenly remember many things, although not everything.
Then I left the room and found myself right in this big temple. It looked like a temple-hospital. Or a temple-clinic. There were other people there, in similar clothes, but they had different clothes and no one had white hair like me. Everyone looked like ordinary people, but even those who were in white clothes, their clothes were different.
Then I walked around the temple for a while, looking at everything. The temple was big, like a big shopping center, but the ceiling was somewhere like a building with 25-30 floors. By the way, I was barefoot. I had no shoes. In appearance, the only thing that was the same as in reality was the same eye color.
Then some people in purple-green clothes approached me. Their clothes were not military, but I knew that they were some kind of police or something like that, if we speak in a modern way. Their clothes looked like the clothes of Turkish janissaries. (See what it looks like). They were about one and a half or two times taller than me (250-300 centimeters).
They began to interrogate me about what I was doing there and who I was. For some reason, I understood that I was higher in status than them and did not understand why they were asking me this (I had different memories in the dream.). (I also want to add that there were many different people in that place - the temple.) Then they took me somewhere where people like me in white clothes were gathering, but their clothes were the same and not like mine. There they said that they were going to send them somewhere like a place where they would be "taken apart" and experimented on, since they could not be useful in the world and did something wrong. There were many such people, and I was sent to a group of thirty such people. I talked to some of them, someone said that he jumped from the roof of a house. Some girl, also about 16 years old, said that she killed herself (I saw that her hands were cut, but they were more like cuts, but there was no blood. Everyone looked about 16 years old, but most were very tired and did not make contact with me.
But I was different from them. As a result, when we were led to some place in this temple, I was able to escape.
Then in this same temple I met some people again, men and women, who were taller than me, looked older (they were about thirty years old), but their clothes were red, some were blue, and some were yellow and gold. They saw me, came up to me and started asking questions and saying something, but I don’t remember what. I remember that I answered them that they did not remember me, since I was in a new body, since the old one had become unusable and was damaged by someone. And that I transferred my consciousness to a new body. (In the dream, I knew all this for sure and remembered.).
They seemed to believe it when I was able to prove something to them somehow.
Then they took me somewhere, some guy, also about thirty years old, but already in silver clothes, said that I woke up early, and started doing something with gestures, and saying something. Then he touched my forehead with two fingers and I started to fall asleep, and then I opened my eyes and woke up.
There.
Also, in the dream there was some river that I had to cross when I was being led along with those people in white clothes. However, I crossed it in some other way and was conscious, the others, when they crossed it, were already like vegetables, in the sense that they stopped talking and were like dead in spirit, but alive. I knew about this secret passage across the river, because I remembered that it existed. As if in the dream I walked along it many times and few people know about it, so I surprised the guards later that I was conscious and clear-minded
). In other words, I did look different. (In real life, I'm a sporty guy and so on, but in my dream, my body was different, although my mind was mine.) In my dream, I was aware of myself and understood that my body was different, but it was more real than mine (not in my dream). I was fully aware of what was happening and I remembered that I fell asleep, however, in my dream, I had more memories. That is, I seemed to suddenly remember many things, although not everything.Then I left the room and found myself right in this big temple. It looked like a temple-hospital. Or a temple-clinic. There were other people there, in similar clothes, but they had different clothes and no one had white hair like me. Everyone looked like ordinary people, but even those who were in white clothes, their clothes were different.
Then I walked around the temple for a while, looking at everything. The temple was big, like a big shopping center, but the ceiling was somewhere like a building with 25-30 floors. By the way, I was barefoot. I had no shoes. In appearance, the only thing that was the same as in reality was the same eye color.
Then some people in purple-green clothes approached me. Their clothes were not military, but I knew that they were some kind of police or something like that, if we speak in a modern way. Their clothes looked like the clothes of Turkish janissaries. (See what it looks like). They were about one and a half or two times taller than me (250-300 centimeters
).They began to interrogate me about what I was doing there and who I was. For some reason, I understood that I was higher in status than them and did not understand why they were asking me this (I had different memories in the dream.). (I also want to add that there were many different people in that place - the temple.) Then they took me somewhere where people like me in white clothes were gathering, but their clothes were the same and not like mine. There they said that they were going to send them somewhere like a place where they would be "taken apart" and experimented on, since they could not be useful in the world and did something wrong. There were many such people, and I was sent to a group of thirty such people. I talked to some of them, someone said that he jumped from the roof of a house. Some girl, also about 16 years old, said that she killed herself (I saw that her hands were cut, but they were more like cuts, but there was no blood. Everyone looked about 16 years old, but most were very tired and did not make contact with me.
But I was different from them. As a result, when we were led to some place in this temple, I was able to escape.
Then in this same temple I met some people again, men and women, who were taller than me, looked older (they were about thirty years old), but their clothes were red, some were blue, and some were yellow and gold. They saw me, came up to me and started asking questions and saying something, but I don’t remember what. I remember that I answered them that they did not remember me, since I was in a new body, since the old one had become unusable and was damaged by someone. And that I transferred my consciousness to a new body. (In the dream, I knew all this for sure and remembered.).
They seemed to believe it when I was able to prove something to them somehow.
Then they took me somewhere, some guy, also about thirty years old, but already in silver clothes, said that I woke up early, and started doing something with gestures, and saying something. Then he touched my forehead with two fingers and I started to fall asleep, and then I opened my eyes and woke up.
There.
Also, in the dream there was some river that I had to cross when I was being led along with those people in white clothes. However, I crossed it in some other way and was conscious, the others, when they crossed it, were already like vegetables, in the sense that they stopped talking and were like dead in spirit, but alive. I knew about this secret passage across the river, because I remembered that it existed. As if in the dream I walked along it many times and few people know about it, so I surprised the guards later that I was conscious and clear-minded