A Dream that needs Interpreting:.
Some folks ask you to put a caption on a photo. I want you to interpret my dream. Maybe if this goes well it will become a regular feature.
Last night I had a dream. Tell me what it means...
I remember driving in the car and seeing tornados. Several tornados.
I remember driving by a tornado that was on the right side of the road.
Then one started coming toward us.
We abandon the car and run to what seems to be a basement with nothing but glass doors along one wall. I hold on with the people with me (strangers) to a rail in the basement.
We survive. But somehow I become responsible for letting loose a bag of poisonous snakes. I seem to be very comfortable handling the snakes and trying to put them back in the bag.
Then one bites me on top of my right hand. It has a blue head. I call it a cobra in the dream. But it didn't have a hood. After a struggle I remember grabbing it by the head and holding it closer to the neck to keep it from biting me again. I remember holding it right next to the mouth and the fangs are 3 or 4 inches long and the snake is curling them around like a butterfly tongue to bite me on my fingers. I push straws on the fang to keep them from biting me but they break through the straws. I remember thinking. That was a cobra even though it doesn't have a hood. Then I wonder if I'm right. I'm concerned that they will give me the wrong anti-venom and that I'll die. Then I see the cobra again. it is very distinguishing scales on it's head. (after I wake up I think it's a black mamba... but that's not part of the dream) I ask someone to call 911 and they leave, but it takes several hours for someone to actually get to me. I remember thinking I need to mark every 15 minutes where the pain and swelling are as it moves up my arm. Then I get flown the the hospital. I remember hoping that guy from Venom ER on the Discovery Channel will be at my hospital and being very concern that this particular hospital will not have anti-venom at all.
When I get to the hospital, the doctor (who is bald) tells me with much indignation that the bite on top of my right hand is not swelling at all, and he points to the underside of my left forearm where it's swelling tremendously. I remember thinking, I was only bit on the left arm with one fang!
Then I wake up. My arms are asleep and hands are aching.
Interpret away!
Some folks ask you to put a caption on a photo. I want you to interpret my dream. Maybe if this goes well it will become a regular feature.
Last night I had a dream. Tell me what it means...
I remember driving in the car and seeing tornados. Several tornados.
I remember driving by a tornado that was on the right side of the road.
Then one started coming toward us.
We abandon the car and run to what seems to be a basement with nothing but glass doors along one wall. I hold on with the people with me (strangers) to a rail in the basement.
We survive. But somehow I become responsible for letting loose a bag of poisonous snakes. I seem to be very comfortable handling the snakes and trying to put them back in the bag.
Then one bites me on top of my right hand. It has a blue head. I call it a cobra in the dream. But it didn't have a hood. After a struggle I remember grabbing it by the head and holding it closer to the neck to keep it from biting me again. I remember holding it right next to the mouth and the fangs are 3 or 4 inches long and the snake is curling them around like a butterfly tongue to bite me on my fingers. I push straws on the fang to keep them from biting me but they break through the straws. I remember thinking. That was a cobra even though it doesn't have a hood. Then I wonder if I'm right. I'm concerned that they will give me the wrong anti-venom and that I'll die. Then I see the cobra again. it is very distinguishing scales on it's head. (after I wake up I think it's a black mamba... but that's not part of the dream) I ask someone to call 911 and they leave, but it takes several hours for someone to actually get to me. I remember thinking I need to mark every 15 minutes where the pain and swelling are as it moves up my arm. Then I get flown the the hospital. I remember hoping that guy from Venom ER on the Discovery Channel will be at my hospital and being very concern that this particular hospital will not have anti-venom at all.
When I get to the hospital, the doctor (who is bald) tells me with much indignation that the bite on top of my right hand is not swelling at all, and he points to the underside of my left forearm where it's swelling tremendously. I remember thinking, I was only bit on the left arm with one fang!
Then I wake up. My arms are asleep and hands are aching.
Interpret away!
posted by mark at
8:39 PM
6 Comments:
I think God is calling you to snake handling ministry. Open your Bible to Mark 16:18 to confirm.
yes yes...Mark 16:18...
16+18=34 Aren't you 34 years old Mark?
yes...Mark 16:18. A definite call to snake handling ministry. But apparently you won't be very good at it.
after praying and meditating on this...i think i have a confirmation on this for you. Thirty-four (34) is a holy number. 3+4=7. That should be enough to make things clear for you. Opportunities like this don't come along everyday. As a matter of fact, this won't happen again for you until you're 43, 52, 61, 70. Of course, at 77 you may have a really good year.
I'm think tv show or video podcast...Mark Riddle's Traveling Herpatorium and Revival Hour. Of course, you're going to have to either buy a toupee or get implants. You've got to have the hair for such a gig.
you have carpal tunnel
snakes bite me in my dreams all the time. it doesn't mean anything.......
No more caffeine before bedtime for you.
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