Dream about Celebrity draws attention to togetherness. You are unbothered by negativity. You need to learn to appreciate diversity and the uniqueness in yourself and in others around you. The dream means sadness and trouble. There is something that you want to get off your chest.
Celebrity is an evidence for issues related to the past. Your feelings matter. You are refusing to face your problems. The dream is a loss to your individuality. You are trying to emulate somebody.
Dream about Celebrity [a widely known person] is an omen for money being given or lost. You have the desire to strive for a better Self. Perhaps you have been tricked or duped. Your dream is an omen for social conformity and mass action. You need to focus on yourself for a change.
Dream about Fame [the state or quality of being widely honored and acclaimed] symbolises your hunger for life. You need to be open to taking and accepting advice. You have overcome your obstacles and setbacks. Your dream is about the raw emotion and intense passion or anger that is flowing through you and yearning to be expressed. You need to tend to the needs of others instead of pursuing your own self-pleasures.
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I saw that someone manipulated a celebrity against me, and she blamed me for something I did not do. I explained to her that I was innocent and suggested she check her security camera for confirmation. She did, and the truth came out.
However, the people who manipulated her had already traveled out of the country. The people who helped them and remained behind soon began to fight among themselves, and karma caught up with them for the wrong they did.
On my way home, the road was very bad, but I was able to fly through it without difficul
Saw a famous actor was giving a medal of honor in diamonds, expensive and was happy. He thanked his wife and said patient pays
I saw one of the continent’s biggest music stars, freshly bathed, hand me his car keys and say he’d join soon. I waited with a heavy black backpack when his father rushed in, terrified, pointing at a spirit pushing him. I dropped my bag and went outside with the father. A lawyer and others arrived, evicted the spirit, and returned my bag with important documents. Later I was in a car with a fair-skinned woman who didn’t answer because she was on the phone — then I realized she was the spirit. I reported her but she drove off through a back gate. The father became frantic, ordering security to check the lime tree for cameras; every leaf was inspected. I saw the woman by a white G-Wagon. I ran to shut the gate; she sped through, then collided with an incoming BRT bus. Her car was flattened, the bus unhurt, and the crushed car vanished.
Saw I was in my home town and I saw an artist that once at his peak of his career. Recognized nationaly as a top music artist. After some years of dominance, fame fade and I saw in this dream he still got the energy, aura and charisma. I noticed he had bad management and he was allowed to perform on hard substances to a group of crowd who cheered him up in my home town. He wasn’t looking good on the substance, his stage was substandard but his voice strong and clear , his energy strong and his dance steps electricfying. I warned he might have heart attack due to the hard substance intake and I woke up
I was with some celebrities and asked to be connected with one who had the kind of opportunities I sought. I told him I was willing to work for him to create value and learn wealth-building. He first proposed two years, but I firmly refused, and we settled on six months of full daytime work.
During that time, I made him far more money than anyone else ever had. At night, instead of resting, I used his template to build my own business. Before the six months ended, I opened my own shop and bought a Benz.
I invited him to the opening, but instead of celebrating, he grew angry and accused me of dishonesty. In front of everyone, I boldly told him the truth: I reminded him how much I made for him, how I sacrificed my health and sleep but never broke our agreement, and how I didn’t hide my success or spend wastefully.
I saw the cousin of an A-list celebrity who, surprisingly, was a far better singer but lacked recognition. While the celebrity was famous, the cousin’s talent remained mostly unnoticed. He later transitioned from music to writing and authored a book. During an interview, he was asked if he truly wrote it. Though he had, his response felt proud rather than humble.
The interviewer then asked about a woman whose name also appeared on the book’s cover. He replied vaguely, giving contradictory answers. He then compared himself to Joshua in the Bible and the woman to Deborah. He said, like Joshua, he led through the hardest battles to reach the Promised Land, while Deborah came after, leading only when the fight had eased.
I saw one of the top three musicians in my country. We were having a private discussion, strategizing and planning something together. However, a third person kept interrupting—repeating what we were discussing out loud so that others could hear.
This breach of trust angered me, and a fight broke out. I found myself fighting against many adversaries, most of whom were from my maternal side of the family. I was able to reduce their number significantly and was still in the middle of the battle when I woke up.
I saw that one of the biggest singers on my continent came to visit me at home. He arrived with his crew, and I welcomed and entertained them. As part of the hospitality, I ordered a bottle of beer for each of them.
Some of the guests chose to drink malt instead of beer, but the artist, myself, and a few others were drinking beer.
After a while, I suddenly remembered that I didn’t have much cash on me. To avoid exhausting all my money or ending up in debt, I wisely decided to call it a quit and stop the spending.
I saw one of the biggest celebrities celebrating his birthday. During the celebration, he generously shared money with everyone around, including me. As I watched and received, a deep wish rose in my heart—I wished I had enough money of my own to take him out and honor him on his special day, just like he was honoring others.
I saw myself with one of the best music executives and producers on my continent, along with an elderly man. I was dressed in luxurious clothes, wearing boots, and glowing with joy and confidence. My spirit was high.
We had just left a previous location and arrived at the music headquarters. While there, I received a call from one of the label’s top artists. He sounded a bit upset, saying I didn’t check up on him. I apologized and told him I was currently at the music headquarters.
There was a sudden radio silence on his end, which made me wonder why. As I was about to call him back, he walked in—alongside another top artist. It turned out he hadn’t believed me and came to confirm for himself.
When he saw me, he was excited—especially to see me glowing, dressed well, and in such high spirits. He said, “Look at you!” and I jokingly replied, “I’m trying to keep up with you guys—the youngins!” We all laughed and shared a warm hug.