Dream about Friend signifies uncertainty in wealth. You are trying to weigh some life decision. You are feeling jarred or shaken-up by something or someone. The dream points at your subordinate role. You need focus.
Friend hints temptation and guilt. You need to let go of certain things and stop letting it bug you. You need to pay more attention to your intuition or gut feeling. Your dream points to someone in your life who is sly and sneaky. You are isolating yourself from others.
Dream about Friend [a person you know well and regard with affection and trust] expresses an unsatisfactory or unfulfilling relationship in your life. You are neglecting the performer within yourself. You need to pay more attention to the needs of your body. Your dream is secret desires. You need to be more calm.
Dream about Ally [an associate who provides cooperation or assistance] points to opportunities or problems. You need to be more flexible in your thinking or decision making. Your belief and your way of thinking is restricting your own growth. This dream hints regret of what you have done in your life. You need to recognize the dangers or negatives of some situation.
Dream about Acquaintance [a person with whom you are acquainted] is a clue for a choice that you need to make which may affect others. You are uncharacteristically mean to someone. You may need to clean up your image or readjust your attitude. This dream is a clue for a desire to cry out about something. There is an old lesson that you need to learn and apply to a current situation.
Dream about Supporter [a person who backs a politician or a team etc.] is a metaphor for routine and monotony. You are going around in circles over a problem or situation. You are feeling inadequate. Your dream is abundance and hospitality. You are trying to escape from the demands of real life.
Dream about Friend [a member of the Religious Society of Friends founded by George Fox (the Friends have never called themselves Quakers)] is a harbinger for the carefree aspects of childhood where you did not have to worry about goals. You are suppressing your feelings or thoughts. You are making a rash decision. Your dream stands for sharing and getting your fair share. You need to change your approach toward your goal.
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Saw a long time friend and he was cooking jollof Rice, mixed with tomato and pepper
At night, I was in my car with my brother, a friend, and a lecturer. My friend had arranged for us to settle a past dispute—the lecturer had lied to and scammed me before. He drove awkwardly, like a learner, his guilty expression clear. I stopped him, took my keys, and decided to drive.
When I stepped out to switch seats, my friend also got out. In that moment, I saw a demonic-looking woman rise from the water. I got into the driver’s seat and moved the car slowly, urging my friend to hurry so she wouldn’t catch him. But he stood still, thinking I meant to leave him. I braked, waiting, but he didn’t move. Reversing was risky for those in the car. The woman reached him, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed him whole. I stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
I saw a friend who was also a good business partner, someone who was always looking handsome and glowing. But this time, when he posted a picture, it was blurry. Not only was it blurry, but he also didn’t have his usual glow and looked lean, with his family members in the background.
This is someone who always posts bright, glowing images of himself and his family, so I was left wondering what could have happened to him.
I saw that I was in the company of some friends while my younger brother was asleep. One of the friends went to take something valuable from his pocket while he slept. When my brother woke up, he realized what had happened and demanded that the item be returned, but they refused.
I stepped into the situation, retrieved the valuable, and gave it back to my brother. The friends weren’t happy with what I did, but I did what I had to do and still remained open to being friends with them.
Later, I saw them all eating small portions of rice with a tiny piece of meat, and they didn’t offer me any. I wasn’t bothered because I had enough money to buy whatever I wanted to eat.
I saw two old friends who once belonged to the same confraternity but had drifted apart. Earlier, a friend invited me out for a drink. I went along with four others, including my mom, though I felt uneasy for bringing extra people without informing my host.
My host met me at a location I chose in my former neighborhood, accompanied by one of the old friends. At the venue, we met the other. Soon, the two old friends argued over personal issues, and it escalated into a fight.
I tried to protect the friend who came with my host, helping him leave, but the other friend kept pursuing him. The fight turned brutal, and the friend with me was overpowered and lay lifeless.
The aggressor refused to let us take the body, insisting on burying him there. After much argument, I decided to leave for safety, but the aggressive friend began chasing us, forcing us to run for our lives.
I saw a longtime female friend in a church, well-dressed and sitting among the pastors and church executives in a group photograph. I was initially happy, thinking she had undergone a positive transformation and was elevating herself. However, it was later revealed to me that it was merely a photo opportunity. In reality, she wasn’t doing as well as she appeared in the picture. After the photoshoot, she left and joined the regular congregation members heading home.
I saw myself among a group of people—two women and two men. One of the men was a friend who has repeatedly betrayed me in the past. I was kneeling before them, about to be questioned concerning a business deal that had gone wrong.
Instead of addressing the business issue, my so-called friend asked if I was gay. His question infuriated me, and I stood up to challenge him. They didn’t expect me to find the courage to speak up. I said, “Character is like smoke—it cannot be hidden. We’ve been friends for over 10 years. At what point have I ever behaved like a gay person to warrant such a question?”
When they realized they couldn’t trap me with that accusation, they shifted the conversation back to the real issue—the business deal. However, my friend had already lied to them about me and the job. As I began presenting my side of the story with evidence on my phone, I woke up.
I traveled to a French-speaking country with my friend. While taking pictures on a historic presidential building, local youths got offended, demanding we pay a fine. I apologized, but tension remained until they spoke our local language. I explained we were from the same ethnic group, just divided by borders, which calmed them.
Later, we relaxed by a lagoon. Using my friend’s phone to take pictures, I noticed the location tagged a hotel we frequent back home, which felt strange. As we explored the city, market women welcomed us warmly.
We boarded a car that got stuck in a tight alley. I got down to help but became trapped between the car and the wall. Each attempt to free the car squeezed me more. Thinking quickly, I braced my legs against both walls, climbed up, and escaped through the gap. My friend followed my example, and we both got free.
I saw a friend who had written “kpekus” on his date timetable. “kpekus” is a vulgar term in Pidgin language referring to a woman’s feminine area
I saw that my childhood friend’s father was renovating their house. He had taken off the roof and was adding a story building with a staircase leading upstairs from the living room. I could tell that the house would be much more beautiful once the renovation was completed.