…Poppies seen in dreams, represents a season of seductive pleasures and flattering business, but they all occupy unstable foundations. If you inhale the odor of one, you will be the victim of artful persuasions and flattery. (The mesmeric influence of the poppy inducts one into strange atmospheres, leaving materiality behind while the subjective self explores these realms as in natural sleep | yet these dreams do not bear truthful warnings to the material man. Being, in a manner, enforced.)…
Dream dictionary: popp dream meanings
Some authors interpret this dream as an intent to escape remorse or guilt, and they advise reflect on the matter that the dream shows. Other specialists understand that dreaming of poppies is an early harbinger of comfort from pain, whether physical or emotional.
(Herb) Eating it in a dream means receiving a comfortable income. Seeing the lights of its showy flowers in a dream means flags and banners. (Also see Flag)
Any kind of the lamp represents financial and personal happiness, it also shows that the success will lead you if you will make some important deals that includes your business. The lamp that explodes for some reason, signifies uneasiness and even false friendships. There is a possibility that one of your friends could betray you. The lamp that is broken for some reason brings bad luck and sadness. To turn on the lamp is a good omen, because it is interpreted as some idea that popped into heard and you should stick to it, because it could change your whole life.
The dream in which you are in the library, could indicate your deep desire for knowledge. You wish to get as much information as you can for the subjected you are interested very much. It could also represent the new idea that just popped into your head and you need to get to know more about it and how to make it real. If you bring the books to the library, you wish to give some valuable information to others.
…Since each flower, fruit, tree and vegetable in dreams has a specific meaning, and to deal exhaustively with each would fill volumes, I am again beset with the difficulty of limited space.Speaking then as briefly as possible, in my experience to dream of:Buttercups portends presents and kisses; carnations, weddings; convolvulus, an enemy, intrigues; cornflowers, success in courtship and work; cow-slips, petty troubles; daisies, births; daffodils, inconstancy of lovers; dandelions, illness and minor worries; ferns, a journey; foxgloves, presents; honeysuckle, deceit on the part of a friend; ivy, weddings, friendly actions; lilies, engagements, also death; mignonette, sorrow at loss of a friend; pansies, success in any branch of art; pinks, success in business; poppies, breaking off an engagement, work or business, losses; prim- roses, new friendships; roses (white), success in courtship and the arts; roses (yellow), danger from intrigue and jealousy; roses (pink), engagements, journeys of pleasure, presents; roses (red),…
…To dream the object of one’s affections is clothed in light blue or yellow signifies they are fickle; in dark blue or gold, that they are constant. To present to or receive from the object of one’s affections, or to see him or her wearing a convolvulus, yellow rose, poppy, or daffodil means he or she is inconstant. On the other hand, if in the place of these flowers are buttercups, white roses, or sweet peas, it means he or she is true. To dream one is kissing one’s sweetheart portends inconstancy on the part of the dreamer; to dream one sees one’s sweetheart kissing, or being kissed, by someone else, foretells the inconstancy of the one dreamed about:To dream one is dancing with the object of one’s affection means that the latter is, or will be, guilty of carrying on a flirtation with someone else. To dream of…
…crash, and engine and coaches vanished from sight, over the side of a precipice. The next moment everything changed, and I found myself racing into the railway station to get my ticket. The place was absolutely deserted, not a porter nor a passenger anywhere, and the train all ready to go. The office was shut, as is always the case when we are in a desperate hurry in Phantomania, but, being determined to make the clerk hear, I commenced a vigorous cannonade with my fist on the pigeon-hole door. Presently the latter flew open, and out popped a bald, white head, with such evil, lurid eyes and sinister smile that, shocked beyond measure, I staggered back. As I did so, I came into conclusion with a porter, who, without asking my permission, unceremoniously shoved me into a train, and, before I could recover my breath, we were off. The compartment,…