Not really and if my dreams were bout my past life....where the heck did i live?what timeline of earth?Where i nthe multiverse...cause i'd live in my dreams

(and i might as well post my dream last night anywhos)

Soo

I'm sitting in this waiting room and get assigned this mission and have to go rescue someone before they get murdered.So i get there and i'm too late and guess who the three bad guys are.Some dude in a mask,a dude who was crushing on me who'd NEVER IN HIS LIFE be involved in any of this and another masked person.They jump out the window and i leap after them Iron Man Style.I eventually lose him and get a call that i'm wanted for the murder of the person and i keep hunting the trio.I never found them and ended up killing myself to escape the authorities in the dream.I was dark....i didn't like it as much

My most recent (I've only had 2, trying to determine if the third was real or just a dream) was of a knight-looking guy in his late 20s (731 bc) in a stone room (so probably a castle) giving himself a pep talk to be the greatest warrior ever(something along those lines) and he says "They will call me [insert foreign word]."

I'd never heard it before. I looked it up in the morning and it meant fighter or fierce, but I was rushed for time and didn't catch the language. Now I can't remember the word. I know what it looks like. It's a purple word. But I don't remember how it's spelled. I did meditation on it, and I was riding through a crowd on a black horse, with someone else riding on a white one next to me. I couldn't see the crowd's faces, only their hands, and it was very loud. It was midday, but looked like it was going to rain, and amidst the celebration I had a very, very terrible feeling, like guilt. Like something was very, very wrong. (726 bc)

The other one was a Mexican boy, about 14. I was in a red plaza, with a big fountain in the middle. (1940s) I was near it, and I wasn't supposed to be there. I wore pretty dirty clothes, and no shoes. My cousin was on the other side of the plaza, looking horrified, calling my name (Manuel). I think it was an attempted suicide, because later on, in the 1950s I was laying in a bed of sorts, staring at the ceiling. My family was standing around and I could hear their voices. There was a pain in my chest but I couldn't move. I don't know if I was alive or dead.

Personally myself I believe in almost everything, you could tell me pigs fly and I would believe you

me and a friend both have had weird prophetic dreams. it's only happened to both of us once, but here's what happened. also, it's never important stuff.
so a few years ago, I had a dream where my brother said something like: "I equip this engin to my spaceship." (I don't remember what exactly, this was a few years ago). that was all I remembered about that dream. (which wasn't uncommon, I remember one part of quite a few dreams). latter that day, me, my brother, and my dad played a board game about building spaceships. and my brother said the exact same thing that I dreamed he had said.
now for my friend's story.
last Friday, I was playing DnD with some friends of mine, and there was a cook-off. (don't question my Dungeons and Dragons group ok). one of my friends, I'll call him R, said "I make a hot dog rapped in bacon soaked in vinegar" and my other friend just had there mind blown because they remembered they had a dream where R said that.

not anything cool like past lives, but I thought I would share.

Ooo. I remember my brother once woke up crying from a bad dream (he was like 8 or 9), sobbing that our grandpa was going to die. Apparently he dreamed that he died in a fire at our family cabin, and it was weird because 1. there was a fire a long time ago up there and it burned 2. I'd had a dream the same night about the cabin, but a bear attacked us and he died

The next week or two, he was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer.

He died less than two months later.