It was low key, talked Christianity with a young African man I'd never met
Was strange
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I mostly lurk here, but I dreamed a few years ago that I wound up at some sort of construction zone but nobody noticed me or told me to leave. I walked up to a board fence, used to cover up what was going on inside and looked through a hole. I saw Washington, DC... only it wasn't "real". It was like a life-size diorama. There were tiny, black ant-like creatures rushing around busily. Suddenly, they all stopped and looked toward me. Then, when they all began screaming and running, I realized that they weren't looking at me, but up in the air behind me. I turned and looked up and the sky was filled with silent, huge red balloons, all moving swiftly and quietly past me and over the fence into "Washington". The creatures tried to shoot them down and throw things at them but they finally threw down their weapons and tried to hide under things. As I began to wake up, I heard Nena's 1983 song "99 Luft Ballons". I got out of bed, and looked up the English lyrics to the song: 99 Red Balloons
A few nights later, I was watching a Trump rally and suddenly, looking at the vast sea of red hats, I thought that the red balloons must be MAGA.
So.... yeah, I dreamed something. Guess I wouldn't call it a "Christian" dream, but I'm a Christian and I dream things. That's as close as I can get.
I have dreams that vivid too. It's amazing. There's always a message, even if it's just a subtle one from your subconscious to your conscious. Love hearing about dreams. Thanks for sharing!