Ukraine Russia War Predictions

Ukraine Russia War: predictions in dreams and what they showed

All prophecies and predictions, including information about the end of the war, in the app in the section of fulfilled dreams via the tag “Prophecy”.

Fortune-telling is guessing. Dreams are information. That is why on the project all information about predictions coincides with subsequent events.

You can look at the articles in the “Predictions” category on the website. The articles indicate the dates they were written, and they remain unchanged, in order to have the opportunity to verify how prophetic dreams come true, and if the information in the public space was deliberately distorted, these reports of dreamers are used to restore the real state of affairs.

From which it is clear that such information is sometimes trusted more than the media.

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How prediction through dreams works

Since people are predisposed to best receive information concerning specifically them, the analysis of upcoming events is carried out based on data from the participants in the events. Those who are directly or indirectly affected.

About a month and a half ago, the so-called new projections of the future related to the events in Ukraine became visible. Here in the account comments and on the project website, more and more of them are accumulating.

Such a situation always precedes an event that is approaching in time. In connection with this, here is an article that gathers the general data about the event. Right now, they are our future.

Incidentally, they concern not only Ukrainians, but also Russians, Belarusians, and indirectly quite a large number of other countries and their populations.

Since at the subconscious level, information with an emotional component is best perceived in dreams, dreams with information about preparations for military actions are seen by those who may be directly or indirectly affected by them:

• people living directly in areas of combat operations or preparations for them;

• citizens of the participating countries;

• people who have men of conscription age among their relatives and acquaintances;

• those who may be affected by fluctuations in the national currency due to these events.

At one point, a female subscriber expressed dissatisfaction that in the account we started discussing the pandemic and its consequences. Like, why talk about negativity? She thought that I should always talk only about good things. I never taught you to close your eyes to a problem.

Moreover, in many dreams it is the threat and the fear of it that are visible, not the event itself. The essence of the connection with the subconscious and the unfolding of one’s abilities lies in not burying your head in the sand while exposing all the other parts of your body.

And it’s about receiving timely information and hints on how to react correctly.

Symbols in dreams about war

Dreams that relate to this topic must be recent. That is exactly the kind of information and its analysis that I provide in this article.

I repeat that the projection began to take shape about 1.5 months ago. Before that, it was in the so-called space of variants. After certain events, it has already followed a specific course.

Such dreams will contain military themes, symbols of external aggression, as well as dream characters: presidents, high-ranking officials. There is a lot of information about fear of the event. There are also many symbols of news, conversations, information bombs. In dream symbols, one should understand that there is sound from something – that is information and there is action, as well as a specific event. All of this must be distinguished.

A dream about a swallow’s nest: warning and hope

The story begins with the fact that there was a dream before the war, when nothing yet pointed to trouble. It was unclear and vague. At the time, I thought I had dreamed some nonsense that was not worth paying attention to. It was at Christmas. In the dream, I was standing at a bus stop on a cloudy gray day, perhaps it was raining.

On the roof of the bus stop, a swallow had built a nest. But it was an unusual swallow – its face resembled the Mother of God or even a Cherub with wings. This swallow flew about restlessly and landed on the wires, then covered its head with its wings like hands and cried.

Telepathically, I heard its words: “A great sorrow is coming! Expect war! You will bury many sons!” At the time, I perceived this as a delusional vision. However, over time it became clear that this was not a meaningless dream at all.

The year 2025 has arrived, and it is Christmas Eve again. I used an affirmation for my country’s future and again saw a swallow in a dream, but now there were many of them and they were all white in a sunny garden without a shadow of gloom; the trees were blossoming – cherries, apple trees and pear trees surrounded me everywhere with white swallows; one of them, the largest, again addressed me telepathically: “Soon the apple trees and pear trees will blossom – your joy will come!” These words reminded me of the song about Katyusha.

The first dream has already come true. So how should the second one be interpreted? It is a dream about the future of my country in 2025.

Dream about Ukraine, a star and Putin: symbolic fulfillment

Sometimes in political-themed dreams, the role of Ukraine as a state is played by me. In this dream, I am Ukraine.

I am somewhere on a hill. Everything around is very gray, there is no grass, the sky is low and gloomy. I am standing at the top of this hill in a simple gray linen dress. It is whole, my size, clean, but no one would want to walk around in something like that.

A very sad picture. On my right side, another woman just like me is standing with me. I know that something like the end of the world is about to happen.

From the sky (to my left, in the left part of the sky) a very bright star must fall to the earth and kill all living things on earth. I see it in the sky. It really shines very brightly.

I know that inside this star sits a man. He is not very good, but not entirely bad either. He is somehow unclear to me.

In the dream I know that nothing will save me, because I am completely defenseless. I have already accepted that I will die.

I am calm, balanced, I have truly accepted it.

Another picture unfolds before me. Right on this hill, directly in front of me.

Here I see that Putin and those with him have gathered in a huge, gleaming iron sphere. About five or six people. They are all in black jackets and white shirts.

Putin looks the way he really is, but the people next to him all have some strongly elongated, gray, unpleasant face. They all resemble Lavrov in some way. So, they are very pleased and are getting into this sphere, because it is their protection from this star.

Besides, in this sphere they also descend underground in order to have additional protection. They know that they are invincible and no one can reach them here.

And then that moment came when it all began. I see a star shine brightly in the sky. I feel that I am already lying face down on the ground, my arms along my body.

In front of my head I see something like a wooden fence, but the wide old boards are not nailed tightly and are horizontal. Some kind of shield, but I see it and say to myself, “This will not save me.”

I am lying on the ground, next to me a woman who looks like me is also lying down, just like me. I understand that I am about to die, that I will be incinerated by the blast wave from this star when it falls. I am ready and completely in agreement.

I will forever remember this feeling from the dream, when you no longer see any way out and you accept your fate. You are fully aware of everything, you do not panic, there is no anxiety or hopelessness because you know that you did everything you could and even more, but circumstances are not on your side. And you agree to die with dignity.

I see the star falling, leaving a bright light in the sky. And at that moment I very clearly say to the woman lying next to me, “BYE” (that was how I said goodbye). I remember very clearly how I said this word “BYE.” I even remember the movement of my lips. I am ready to die.

I see a star hit the ground, an explosion, and some big, unpleasant man jumped out of it. He’s dressed in something senseless and very bright.

I see a bright blue, strongly protruding part of his outfit somewhere on his chest. Like a clown. And on his head he had a very tall hat with stars.

Exactly the same as in my childhood they used to draw rich capitalist uncles from America (Trump after the election). His face is unpleasant.

And then I see a blast wave of bright light that is supposed to kill everyone. I’m lying there prepared to die. I’m even waiting for that moment, I wish it would happen already.

But the waves turn out not to be that strong, they pass over me. And I remain alive. I realize that nothing happened to me. I say to myself, “Everyone except me.” Meaning everyone was killed except me. Then I get up from the ground and see this scene.

Instead of the hill where Putin and company were hiding in the iron sphere, there’s a crater. Not deep, about 20 meters down. The edges of the pit are sandy. I understand that from the blast wave, somehow the iron sphere was crushed and everyone inside was buried in sand.

I see one of those who was in the sphere crawling out of the sand.

He crawls out on all fours onto the opposite side of the pit from me. His backside and back are bare. The suit remains only in front, and everything in the back was torn off, and I see his bare back.

Next, Putin crawls out onto that same side. He’s wearing a bright red suit (the color of fresh blood) and the same bare lower part and back. He also crawls out of the pit on all fours.

He crawls out, falls onto the edge of the pit and laughs. It’s that kind of laughter when you’ve lost everything and all that’s left is to laugh. But he’s intact. Nothing happened to him personally. I see all of this and say to myself, “He survived… would you look at that, alive…”

Then another one crawls out in a black jacket with a bare back. But this one crawls out onto my side.

Standing on his knees, he grabs my left hand palm up, jabs his index finger into my wrist and shouts “Where’s Duda? Duda was there!” I understand that Duda (the President of Poland) was in the sphere with them and he got buried. They all had bracelets on their arms that were supposed to send signals when needed. But Duda’s bracelet isn’t responding. That’s where the dream ended.

How the dream came true: symbolism in reality

Putin crawls out of the pit on all fours with a bare ass. It’s not about him being overthrown. It’s about loss of status, humiliation, vulnerability. He remains in power, but his position is becoming increasingly shaky and humiliating. Sanctions, isolation, dependence on other countries, military failures.

A red suit, but a bare ass. The facade is there, but the substance isn’t. On the outside still red, but inside — emptiness and vulnerability.

Laughter when you’ve lost everything. It’s the laughter of despair. He understands that the situation is irreversible.

Duda’s bracelet isn’t responding, “Where’s Duda?” It’s not about physical disappearance. It’s about the end of his political role. Duda stepped down as President of Poland in 2025 — his term ended. The dream showed exactly that.

A woman in a gray linen dress. Ukraine in a simple, impoverished state.

Gray earth, low sky. A heavy period.

A star falls, a blast wave. Destruction that passes.

“Everyone except me.” Ukraine survives despite the destruction.

Putin in a sphere underground. He hides, he sits it out, but the sphere is crumbling. He survives, but loses everything.

A dream come true: husband and draft notice

I had this dream in March 2014, when the first mobilization (ATO) was announced. But I didn’t even know or hear about it back then.

I dream of my grandfather (already deceased). As if he’s lying on the couch, and I’m looking at him and thinking, why is he here? He’s dead, isn’t he? And suddenly he turns and takes my hand (his hand is really icy) and says: “Get ready!” I woke up in horror. That same day my husband received a draft notice.

A dream come true: husband and hand

Another dream. I had this one right when my husband was already in the ATO. It’s like me, his mom and dad are sitting and waiting to meet with him in some kind of cafeteria (well, it looks like one). Everywhere there’s a bunch of people who are also meeting with their soldiers.

And then our guy comes out and it’s like his hand is bandaged and there’s no hand up to the elbow. He’s all in his dress uniform, and everyone’s in tears. And I say – it’s nothing terrible, the main thing is that you’re alive. And my soul feels so calm.

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I wake up, that same day I call my husband, his hand (the one I dreamed about) – a burn, i.e. it’s whole and it all ended with blisters up to the elbow.

A dream come true: grandpa, fortress and 1941

I’m walking through a very old cemetery. There lie warriors – heroes. Their years of life and death (I look at the plaques on the monuments) from the 1600s or so. The cemetery is huge and all the graves are one color – blue. I approach a grave where on the monument is written DEDAMIR. That’s the warrior’s name. What an unusual name? – I think. And then the understanding that this is DEDA my MIR. And this is a cemetery of warriors – heroes.

In fact, during the Great Patriotic War he took the fortress of Königsberg, present-day Kaliningrad. And here we already are in the fortress itself, where the flag of the Soviet soldiers hangs in victory. My grandfather and I are sitting at a table. He is in military uniform and his whole chest is covered in orders. Among the medals I see a gold ruble. He asks me: is it hard for you, daughter? I answer honestly — It’s hard.

Then he says: well, never mind, bear it just a little longer, everything will get better. After all, we endured too, and remember, we came to the Great Victory. It’s 1941 right now! No, I say, grandfather! It’s 2022 Anno Domini! And he says to me: don’t argue, I’m much older than you and I know more. I’m telling you — it’s 1941. And then I went cold with horror, even in my sleep: on the wall hangs a flip calendar, and on it in black it says — 1941!

And grandfather continues: The country is now going through the year 1941. Everything in history repeats itself. Here in my ’41 she alone (the country that was attacked by the fascists) struggled against fascism in the entire world, and now she is alone. The meaning of grandfather’s talk came down mainly to the idea that everything was bound to be this way, that one should not worry. It is our lot, as from the 1600s and earlier, to emerge victorious in all disputes.

He also said that all of Europe had turned against her, did not give even a piece of bread to besieged Leningrad (about his own time, I think), and that it does not change and keeps wandering the Planet with the face of a Gorgon (or a Hydra, I don’t remember exactly). Then he showed me a medallion; on the medallion is depicted a tree, huge and branching! He gave the medallion to me. Suddenly he stood up and went to the exit. And at the door he turned around and said: There’s ’45. And that’s all.

A dream come true: grandmother’s clock and Mariupol

A dream about Ukraine, but back then I didn’t understand that. The dream: I am next to my late mom and I am clutching my grandmother’s wristwatch in my hands (she is still alive). I clutch it with such love and greedily, as if I can’t breathe my fill of it. And at the same time I tell mom that I will take this watch for myself, that it will be mine. Mom doesn’t mind.

I open my hands and look at the dial. There was no focus of attention on the hands. But the dial was noteworthy. The bow of a ship is drawn, and below it is written something like the watch company. The inscription in red “McMart” or “McMay” (I didn’t remember). The dream was very emotional.

Victoria helped me decipher it, and the essence was that grandma would be gone this month and I am laying claim to the “inheritance” (legacy). But! The events that followed brought confusion and uncertainty into the understanding of the dream again.

My grandmother lives in Mariupol, and I used to come there — to my beloved Motherland (I live in Moscow). I couldn’t get enough of communicating with her, as if for the last time. I returned to Moscow 2 days before the war began. I was supposed to later, but I moved the trip up by a week and managed to return. Now Mariupol is being bombed, I don’t know if my grandmother is still alive — that is the red inscription on the watch, “McMart or May.” The poppy is a symbol of grief, blood, mourning. The month speaks for itself.

And the watch that I was clutching is probably the precious time that I managed to spend with her. The ship? What does the Ship mean? The ship of life, or? Lord, how bad I feel. They are bombing my relatives and friends. Could this really have been programmed back then, in winter.

A dream that came true: Kyiv’s square and a tsunami

The dream occurred 10 days before the start of the January events of 2014. As if a large beautiful square. My mom and I are climbing a wide staircase, at some point I turn around and see the square completely devastated. Lampposts folded like cards, bricks scattered, bushes overgrown, and I understand that there is no owner.

Then I see a huge tsunami, a black wave mixes people with bricks and other things. We quickly climb up the stairs and look down. The square is visible as if from the height of an escalator (in the subway), and there is only churning, terrifying water.

And the escalators are working! Many young people are descending down into that abyss. For them it is a game, entertainment. The cost of going down is 5 hryvnias (subsequently, it was precisely this sum that was collected for the war from the salaried citizens of the country).

Some woman said that they do not understand that they will not return from there. And another escalator is coming back. A terrible picture opens up. The escalator returns wet, and on the steps I see a family photo – mom, dad, and a boy about 7 years old between his parents. And right after the photo, dismembered body parts. And on the handrail – the head of that child, the one in the photo. And so the escalators return already with the dead young people, who had just been descending with laughter.

Ten days after the dream, the war in Ukraine began, starting with the Maidan.

Dreams about war: what people wrote

zachosova: Last night I dreamed about war: with fires on a large scale… (Like Biblical)… I woke up and drove the dream away, but it continued all night. By the way, I did not watch films or anything like that. Ukraine, city of Cherkasy

potashova7112: Hello! I’m from Dnepropetrovsk. A week ago I had a dream. A field, a lot of people on one side and also on the other, and very heavy shooting, everyone was shooting at each other, I stood aside, it was a bit scary.

olgaion17: I live in Donetsk. Recently I dreamed that I was running, and bombs were flying from the sky. I hope it’s not for military actions…. Six months before the 2014 war, I had dreams that spoke of war, but back then I didn’t believe it.

yuliya2309143: I’m from Ukraine, Donetsk region. Night, I’m walking down the street. On the left a stranger is walking and pointing with his hand at the starry sky. I raise my eyes and see a military helicopter flying toward Kyiv.

olesia_kashkina35: I had a dream in February/ Luhansk. My mom in a green summer dress is spinning in the yard and Putin is walking toward her. He’s walking with a weapon.

tparandzem: Hello Victoria. I was literally just yesterday recalling a dream. I dreamed it in winter. Me and my younger daughter are at our home. There are explosions outside. I know there’s a war in Ukraine, but I was surprised why it’s so clearly audible here in Saratov region?

There’s no strong fear. But I didn’t let my daughter go outside and told her not to go near the windows. I’ve already written about my dream that came true. Somewhere about 40 weeks before the war in Armenia, I dreamed of guys of my nationality in military cargo trucks at the border. I’m with my husband and he has tickets in his hands. Back then I didn’t understand: am I seeing him off or meeting him?

The dream came true like this: on September 27 the war began (Armenia-Azerbaijan) it lasted 44 days, my husband went as a volunteer … Now I think, 2 tickets – maybe that meant there and back.

Reply: well yes. Otherwise it would have been a “one-way ticket”…

mila.la_la_: I had a dream on December 25, 2020. I’m from Kyiv. I dream that I’m in my city, on the street, it’s summer. A black thin vertical trail appears in the sky, like from smoke, going high, high up into the clouds.

I and the passersby around understand that a bomb has fallen between the high-rise buildings. A vivid feeling of horror in the dream. After about 5 seconds it explodes. We see the explosion, but there is no destruction, no victims or consequences are visible, since it’s at a distance.

Someone is filming it all on a phone. Then in the same place there’s again the same trail in the sky, an explosion. I ask an unfamiliar woman – “what, have there already been 2 bombs?”. She answers me: “there have already been 6 bombs!”. We all scatter in search of shelter. The dream was very eerie. 2/6 – maybe a symbol of time.

tatyana_rus2019: Hello, I also had a dream. I’m walking along Maidan in Kyiv, and there, it’s like after a bombing. Like in wartime, ruins lie on the square, it’s evening on the street, people are walking. And I’m walking and thinking, what kind of show is this, ведь this already happened on Maidan long ago, and still hasn’t been cleared away?! People were dressed in coats, by the feeling it was autumn or like now, there’s no greenery yet.

svintsovanadezhda: I had a dream about Shoigu! A week ago. I was going for a walk in the forest, and I met the Russian minister of defense, he gave me two pairs of boots. Not combat boots, ordinary mountain boots, I wear ones like these often. Ahead, engineering equipment was leveling a dirt road and cutting down forest, hellish noise, dust.

I tried on the boots, they fit, and I say – I won’t go further, it’s muddy there. I think – how am I going to go for walks now, damn it? And we went back, I’m carrying one pair of boots, he’s carrying the other.

Answer: you are liable for military service in life. There will be a mobilization, but you will avoid it.

Answer: svintsovanadezhda: Mobilization is no longer about me, I am retired and have永久 group 2 disability, I have radiation.

The man’s dream from 04/25/2021: The husband’s dream about the war in Ukraine. On the night of Sunday (Palm Sunday), the husband dreamed that he was at war – in eastern Ukraine (in reality we live in Krasnodar).

Ukrainian tanks are coming, the husband single-handedly knocks one out, the tank is burning. The husband and his comrades wait for people to come out of the machine. They are not there for a long time, but then they appear. One of them is badly burned. The husband kills him to end his suffering. Both ours and the Ukrainians praise him, they say, “you did the right thing.”

Dream from 04/26/2021. Hello everyone, my colleague had a dream a couple of days ago. With her permission, I am writing to MAGIKUM.

She is standing in the middle of a field and watching from the side. The field seems to be getting ready for harvest (autumn), the grass is yellow (a symbol of time – it points to the time of fulfillment of this dream). Across it Zelensky gallops on a beautiful white-gray horse toward Russia (that is how she understood it in the dream).

Next to him appears a beautiful fair-haired girl on an even more beautiful white horse, and she gallops alongside. Then she looks ahead in horror, turns around and gallops back. Zelensky looks at this, with a shout and raising his hand upward: FORWARD FOR UKRAINE, – gallops forward.

And the colleague sees that black clouds are approaching very quickly from Russia and a strong hurricane begins. We are from Ukraine, Kyiv.

Dream 22.06.2021: Summer, heat, day. Ahead of me is a dense forest, where the Baltic military very quickly cordoned off the forest area from the residential one. Now the Precious forest is behind barbed wire and they patrol it along the border, being in the forest itself. They walk in threes (the Baltics have 3 republics…), they “keep a low profile” between the trees, they don’t want to be “seen”, but the locals know everything.

Behind me is Ukraine, and some unclear actions are unfolding there. Some small missiles are flying one after another right and left over the cities and villages, but they don’t explode, although there is a lot of noise and whistling from them. They jam everything around – unpleasant. Any moment now an air battle could turn into a ground one. Direction of flight: Europe-Russia. Peacekeepers are behind a chain-link fence, but they observe the buffer zone (Ukraine) almost from the “middle” of the events (the visibility of the territory in the dream). Their task is to keep order, so that nothing CATCHES FIRE in the forest, they drive civilians away to another place. They don’t let Ukrainians into this forest – no one needs refugees.

The residents (mostly the older generation and peasants) don’t want to return to the cities, they are afraid of being under shelling.
I am tormented by the question, what could be guarded like this? I approach closer to the border. I recall in the dream that this forest is to the north of us, which means Belarus… But why are there no Belarusian border guards? The Pripyat River (the geographic border of the neighboring states runs along it) is also not there?

And it’s also visible that the fence is new, just hastily made, the northern forests of Ukraine have been cordoned off. It feels like these are prolonged drills and the military were making some preliminary maneuvers. Something went off plan and got out of control. The Balts were called in to be a third uninterested party in the brewing conflict. They are holding back the pressure of the neighboring (Ukrainian) population at the border, so that they don’t scatter…

At the same time, these military personnel are making sure there is no looting in panic and chaos at the border with the civilian population: they calm people down morally. But there is no active help or real action.

I have no fear at all, I look at it as if it were a game following a previously planned scenario. I approach the chief military commander of the Balts to clarify: how long will this continue? They treat me loyally, and I take it for granted. Like, according to the documents, I was in the Baltics in childhood (in reality, during the USSR, as a child, I visited the city of Kaunas, the city of Vilnius) and they see me as one of their own, I do not pose a threat to them.

The military man says he does not know how long this will last (Throughout the dream, his attitude toward me is like toward a daughter, but he never once looked me in the eyes…) The Balts were entrusted with guarding the precious forest – Belovezhskaya Pushcha, and people are not interesting to them. So I am standing with him at the border: he is in Belovezhskaya Pushcha, and I am at the checkpoint in the neutral zone, with refugees behind me. We started talking in a common language… I evoked in him a feeling of trust and a readiness to help.

I have a chance to leave with the military into the forest, but I remember that there are relatives in the Zaporizhzhia region (there are in real life). Maybe I should rush there to wait it out? The screen changes. And now this military man and I are in a virtual reality capsule, standing at a small railway station, with steppe all around. I recognize the landscape of the Zaporizhzhian steppes.

I am glad that here, among relatives, I will be better off. Why do I need war? I say, so here I am already home.

A man is scrolling the radar screen, zooming in on it and scanning the terrain. A sort of control panel to probe material reality by physical parameters. He reports to me that this is the Pryshyb station, no trains are running, and you still have 10 km to home (in real life that’s exactly how it is!!!). I’m surprised, what’s the problem – get on a bus and in 15 minutes you’d arrive in my village? There’s another option: call relatives – they’ll pick you up by car.

But he shows me this area from a bird’s-eye view. It’s a sun-scorched desert and impassable terrain, along which no transport runs anymore… not a single inhabitant, no houses, no cars or trains – a wasteland.
And from such a picture I become so hot and stifled that I understand – walking there is also not an option… And how am I supposed to live there? … then it hit me – there’s no village at all – everything has been mercilessly scorched: no trees, no grass. As if a nuclear war had passed through!

I want to ask the military man what happened, why has a huge district center disappeared from the map? But he turned away – as if busy with business and waiting for my choice… I see here it’s no better: a cataclysm passed through here too, worse than in Volhynia…
I wake up without having made a choice.

Dreams about Odesa, Kyiv and Zaporizhzhia

Predictions Odesa.

Through the window of an old summer-house I see how at the neighbor woman’s place builders are carrying out some kind of work, climbing onto my territory, but not onto the plot itself. They didn’t cross its boundary.

I go out to see what’s going on and how, as if I’m leaving on my own errands. I lingered a bit, came back to lock the summer kitchen with a key, I don’t lock the main house, decided to leave it as is so that the builders would think someone is here and wouldn’t trespass on the plot.

There are 4 people. One of them is my father’s colleague from the oil refinery. I was surprised, he is now a simple construction worker, and back then he was the head of the unit.

He greets me, I sat down next to them, another one of them extends his hand to me, introduced himself as also a former plant employee, I shake his hand, but I don’t know him.

We find ourselves inside a little house, it feels like at the neighbors’. My attention is drawn to the window, the sun is shining brightly from there, the light falls on the floor. The floor consists of straight even boards painted brown.

Phrases in dreams idiomatically carry information (as allegories or figurative expressions) Such information can be taken as direct. One of the builders says that in summer it will be hot here, I answer him that in summer it will be a mess here…

The little house appeared in the dream the way ours was ~13 years ago, father was building a new house and that one was dismantled. The door in it appeared in the dream exactly as it was, a white lattice and on it a metal anti-mosquito net. The action takes place in late spring, a sunny clear day.

The feeling in the dream is that the builder was not talking about the weather at all when he meant hot. And I answered him with the same meaning. Maybe I stretched it. I’ve been reading too much of your dreams about war here). Region: Odesa.

Question: Thank you. From which side (meaning geographically) was the little house located in the dream, from whose windows the sunlight came? West? And the neighbor woman, at whose place the work was being done, from which side?

Answer: According to the feeling of the dream, the light in the window is from the east – northeast side. The house of the neighbor woman, at whose place the work was being done — western side.

Predictions Kyiv and Zaporizhzhia region.

sovka_son: Hello everyone! A dream about a joint affirmation “The Future of Ukraine,” the question concerned Kyiv and my brother. Since he lives there with his family. I asked whether they would be harmed? In the dream I see myself without my left eye.. Instead there’s a black hole.. There was a feeling that the eye itself had been torn out by the roots.

Dream No. 2: I dreamed it yesterday on Clean Thursday. I’m from Zaporizhzhia oblast, Ukraine. My father’s house – my grandfather’s house, is located in the western part of my city. I’m sitting in the living room on my knees on the carpet. On the left there’s a TV (there was an old one from the 1970s, it’s already gone) hanging on the wall to my left.

On it a song and clip are playing, channel M1, a Ukrainian music channel, a song was playing that wasn’t particularly cheerful, but not sad either. I used to love this channel in 2011. I haven’t watched TV since 2016. Although in reality it stood in the center on a stand.

That stand is real, it’s still there, and in the dream we kept old photos in it. In the dream I pull out a drawer and take out of it a wooden lacquered box. There’s no such thing in reality, nor is there its contents.

I open the box, I see in it two orders for the Victory. One seems to be “50 Years of Victory,” a metal rectangular one with an oval top. They’re fastened to clothing, and the color is white enamel and a red communist flag. Red and white like that…

Grandpa didn’t have one like that, he had a participant’s medal. He was a simple soldier. And next to it, a clock with a dial like ordinary Arabic numerals. but in the shape of a matryoshka. The color is dark purple enamel. The dial is white. An ordinary alarm clock, only the color is gloomy.

Then events abruptly shift to my cousin’s car. I need to be driven home, but he takes me along a dirt road. He drove me southeast, according to my sense of direction from my real home, orange clay… Either it’s June, or the trees are all covered in green leaves, I realize the vegetation isn’t ours, but more like subtropics.

Because the humidity is higher, whereas ours is dry or like this only after rain. We drive to the end of the street. I realize I haven’t found my address. The dream abruptly changes again.

Again these subtropics (humidity, rain). I’m in my father’s house, but it’s like a room inside one large house. Tajiks or Uzbeks live nearby? In real life, only these nationalities live in my city — they’re refugees from the late 1990s.

I’m in the house in my room. I know that a family of “Tajiks” is nearby. I went to visit him, sat down next to him on the sofa. In his phone I found my photos. And I’m all in black: a black turtleneck and trousers. Unattractive. He took the photo hastily.

Then an explosion occurred outside. I was in the house, but I saw it from the side. Far from the house, to the north of the house. Fiery clouds. Then terrorists capture us. Our shared house. This is a realization within the dream.
The most interesting part.

I’m back in that day. The day of the explosion. I’m living through this day again. I’m stuck in this day. Because I want to find out who captured us. It’s as if I know when the explosion will happen.

I come out of the room into the corridor, the entryway of the large shared house. At the entrance there’s a wardrobe, I climb into it. I hide. I scratch the door with my fingers. I look through the crack. About 5 five soldiers enter with their backs to me. The feeling is bandits. Dressed in dark-green khaki field military uniforms without headwear, without epaulettes or identifying marks. They sneak into the house with rifles at the ready. Wearing brown kirza boots.

In the hallway I realize that I’m barefoot and I need to put on shoes to go outside. On the mat there’s a bunch of summer slippers, specifically women’s rubber flip-flops. I put on one gray flip-flop in size 40, and the other black. And then I see openwork ballet flats with perforated cutouts made of black velvet or suede. My size. And I go outside in them.

I look to the north. In the distance. Beyond the horizon line of green grass there’s a clear line, and beyond it no one is visible. But I know that those hired bandits are there. Now there will be an explosion of flame and fire.

A large cloud of fire rose up to the sky, billows of bright flame. There was no smoke. Only fire. Something is flying upward, I think that soldier got blown up, a bandit. But it’s a rocket! A huge rocket with an oval green head with a red stripe is flying at us, its size as it approaches like 3 people or 300 kg, I think in my dream.

I understand that they blew up an ammunition depot. And these rockets are flying chaotically in different directions. I understand that I made a mistake when I left the house. The rockets were flying, tearing up the ground. They crashed into that yellow earth and dug into it, then exploded. People who were not in a house were screaming and dying.

It was like before lunchtime, not even noon, it was light, but the earth blocked the sun and it became dark. I lay down and crawled to the wall of a destroyed high-rise building. I probably saw soldiers in helmets who were lying and screaming.

The earth was already flying, black, like our black soil. I felt it on my body. Then again a rocket, an explosion, and someone else’s guts and a rain of clumps of earth fly at me, I wake up. In the dream I felt comfortable and knew that I wouldn’t die.

Question: Could it be on guard for Victory Day?

A Russian nesting doll alarm clock. A matryoshka is a symbol of Russia, after all. A matryoshka like that with a child’s doll face, and its head is like the alarm clock button. Purple enamel with black flecks like on cars and bikes.

Rita, do you know, a month ago I had a dream about red flags, but I confidently interpreted it differently, not on a global scale. And now I don’t know anymore…. I dreamed of the central square of our city. In front of the city hall, the whole square is covered with red flags.

And people in black cloaks with hoods are laying them out on the paths and flowerbeds, as if they are preparing to conduct some kind of black ritual. But for now they are hiding their faces. And the organizers were members of the OPZZh party (i.e. supporters of the Russian world). I felt that it was the month of May. And the weather was sunny, the trees were lush green, not like in summer. I watched it all from the side.

Dreams about Western Ukraine and Belarus

sovka_son: I live almost in western Ukraine, according to my dreams, as well as the dreams of my loved ones and acquaintances, there is no mass-scale destruction, or not yet. Also there are no explosions, bombs, earthquakes..

There are dreams with dark storm clouds that very quickly advance on the city, but also quickly disperse and the sun appears… There are dreams with tsunamis and floods, which, as I understand it, point to fear and anxiety. I repeat, there is no destruction, nothing like that.. And people escaped from the huge tsunami and were not harmed.

Predictions Western Ukraine Russia War. It is dangerous to go to the Black Sea this summer.

sovka_son: I want to add to the dream with the tsunami. Many people are relaxing on the beach, suddenly the dreamer notices a huge dark tsunami that was advancing on the shore.

The person even stood up a little from what she saw, to get a better look.. The wave was so huge that it simply merged with the sky.. It blocked the sun.. The dreamer looked around – people are lying calmly, sunbathing..

She was surprised that such a wave was rushing in, and no one was paying attention.. she gathered her things and ran to the hostel. She began quickly packing her things to leave for home as soon as possible. My acquaintance has a tradition of going to the sea specifically in June: not hot and economical in terms of prices.

Therefore, I allow as a possibility that the sea, a vacation in the dreamer’s dream may also be a symbol of time. It is definitely still dangerous to go to the Black Sea. She usually vacations in Kherson.

nikonova8898: yes, I also had a dream about a tsunami yesterday. I am at the sea with my godmother and I see how the sea became very agitated and a very big wave rose up. She and I ran to the cliff and the wave was so big. But after gaining height it went back into the sea and only its spray soaked us heavily, and everything calmed down….

I am currently in Sweden, but I am originally from Ukraine, from Vinnytsia, I am also worried that nothing will happen, God willing.

al.ena3474: Good night, Victoria. Two months ago I had a dream: I am standing in an administrative building. I look at the TV, they are showing news where people are killing each other. I cry, sob and think: “people, what are you doing, why?”. I live in Belarus, near the border of Ukraine, I work in the Armed Forces.

khromova731: Hello! I live in the north of Ukraine. From me to the border with Russia and Belarus is 50 km. A week ago I had a dream. I see military people from the side.

There are two groups of them, standing in a line opposite each other. I understand that they are enemies. They all have assault rifles in their hands. And so they begin to close in. They stop when a narrow strip of land remains between them.

I understand that they are about to start shooting at each other. I am very scared, because I understand that there will be a massacre. I am panicking and I cannot prevent it. There was a very tense moment when I realized that it was about to begin right now. But no.

They did not start shooting at each other. They just remained standing. I think this is a dream about the fact that from our side, from the north, there will be nothing bad in the form of war, but there will be tension. Border guards say that at the moment there are troop movements from the Russian side. So there you have it.

Dreams about the date the war will start

olgazharun: Hello. I did not do the affirmation, but I had a dream today. In the city of my childhood, at the intersection not far from the house where we lived, young guys are standing, my sons too, then more came up and so there was a whole row of them. And I say to them, with a direct association with Levitan, “Comrades, trouble has come to our home.” WWII began on June 22, probably a reference to June. Unfortunately. The region is central Ukraine.

Explanation from the author of the project: the date of the start of WWII may symbolically point to a declaration of war.

tatiana.instalife: Hello, Victoria. I am from Ukraine, the city of Kharkiv. I have been living in Georgia, Batumi, for six months now. Today I had a dream (without affirmation). I am on the balcony of some huge train station, with many people nearby. We are watching as thousands of airplanes, in very even rows one after another, slowly fly over the city, as if in a parade.

A picture, as if I’m seeing it all from above. And suddenly all these planes simultaneously start dropping bombs. On the radio they say that on June 22 Putin started military operations and something else about Britain (I didn’t remember).

I’m surprised, is it really such an almost coincidence, like the Great Patriotic War? I run downstairs. In the center of the hall there is a huge pile of swords and knives. I take a huge sword, it’s very long, 3 or more meters, I can’t even see where its end is and therefore I can’t lift the whole thing.

tatiana_63rus: Hello, I heard Levitan’s voice in a dream: Attention! Attention! The war has begun.. The time in the dream is summer… I felt a sense of doom, I live in central Russia.

ivanna_ivanova49: I’ll write about Levitan’s voice too. About five years ago I posted a dream on the site. My daughter and I are sitting on the terrace of a cafe, a huge screen (TV) is hanging on the cafe itself, and instead of an ad there is Levitan’s voice, announcing the start of the war (military operations).

The feelings were like when back in ’41 they announced the start of the war, only with a radio on a pole….. around which people gathered and look at this… gramophone. The 21st century, now screens are hanging everywhere….. In the dream my daughter was already grown up, almost of age.

Yesterday we made another outing to this sushi bar. And when we were sitting on the terrace I remembered this dream, and that it was precisely in this cafe that this announcement caught us. And the people strolling along the embankment, in the dream, froze at the screen on this cafe. Yes, my daughter and I are planning a trip to Moscow in June, after the OGE. And here, my deceased mother comes to me in a dream, says either we won’t go, or we shouldn’t go, because there will be terrorist attacks.

What does this mean

All data is from reports of project participants.

Event data is constantly updated on the project. Follow the news of this category in the “Predictions” section. You can also track previous reports and their correspondence with real events using the reports on the website. Dates are placed next to reports about social events.

Specific dates, if they have a history, can point to an event. For example, indicating the date of the start of the Great Patriotic War in dreams may mean a repeat of a declaration of war, although it may not have the same start date as the event itself.

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A dream about a swallow’s nest: warning and hope

The story begins with a dream before the war, when nothing yet pointed to trouble. It was unclear and vague. At the time, I thought it was some nonsense that I had dreamed, which was not worth paying attention to. It was at Christmas. In the dream, I was standing at a bus stop on a cloudy gray day, perhaps it was raining.

On the roof of the bus stop, a swallow had built a nest. But it was an unusual swallow – its face resembled the Mother of God or even a Cherub with wings. This swallow flew about restlessly and perched on the wires, then covered its head with its wings like hands and wept.

Telepathically I heard its words: “A great sorrow is coming! Expect war! You will bury many sons!” At the time I took it as a delusional vision. However, over time, it became clear that it was not at all a meaningless dream.

The year 2025 has arrived, and it is Christmas Eve again. I used an affirmation for my country’s future and again saw a swallow in a dream, but now there were many of them and all of them were white in a sunny garden without a shadow of gloom; the trees were blooming — cherries, apple trees and pear trees surrounded me everywhere with white swallows; one of them, the largest, again telepathically addressed me: “Soon the apple trees and pear trees will blossom — your joy will come!” These words reminded me of the song about Katyusha.

The first dream has already come true. So how should the second one be interpreted? This is a dream about the future of my country in 2025.

A dream about Ukraine, a star and Putin: a symbolic fulfillment

Sometimes in political dreams, the role of Ukraine as a state is played by me. In this dream, I am Ukraine.

I am somewhere on a hill. Everything around is very gray, there is no grass, the sky is low and gloomy. I am standing on the top of this hill in a simple gray linen dress. It is whole, my size, clean, but no one would want to walk around in something like that.

A very sad picture. On the right side of me, another woman just like me is standing with me. I know that something like the end of the world is about to happen.

From the sky (from the left part of the sky from my perspective) a very bright star is supposed to fall to the ground and kill all living things on earth. I see it in the sky. It really shines very brightly.

I know that inside this star sits a man. He is not very good, but not entirely bad either. He is somehow unclear to me.

In the dream I know that nothing will save me, because I am completely defenseless. I have already accepted that I will die.

I am calm, composed, I have truly accepted it.

Another picture unfolds before me. Right on this hill, right in front of me.

Here I see that Putin and those with him have gathered in a shiny iron huge sphere. About five or six people. They are all in black jackets and white shirts.

Putin is as he really is, but the people next to him all have some greatly elongated, gray, unpleasant face. They all resemble Lavrov in some way. So, they are very pleased and get into this sphere, because it is their protection from this star.

Besides, in this sphere they also descend underground to have additional protection. They know that they are invincible and no one can get to them here.

And then that minute came when it all began. I see how brightly the star shone in the sky. I feel that I am already lying face down, on the ground, my arms along my body.

At my head, in front, I see something like a wooden fence, but wide old boards are nailed not tightly and horizontally. Some kind of shield, but I see it and say to myself, “This will not save me.”

I am lying on the ground, next to me a woman who looks like me is also lying, like me. I understand that I am about to die, that I will be incinerated by the blast wave from this star when it falls. I am ready and fully agree.

I forever remembered this feeling from the dream, when you no longer see any way out and you agree with your fate. You are fully aware of everything, you do not panic, there is no anxiety or hopelessness because you know that you did everything you could and even more, but circumstances are not on your side. And you agree to die with dignity.

I see the star falling, leaving a bright light in the sky. And at that moment I very clearly say to the woman lying next to me, “BYE” (that was how I said goodbye). I remember very clearly how I said this word “BYE.” I even remember the movement of my lips. I am ready to die.

I see a star hit the ground, an explosion, and some big unpleasant man jumped out of it. He’s dressed in something nonsensical and very bright.

I see a bright blue, strongly protruding part of his outfit somewhere on his chest. Like a clown. And on his head he had a very tall hat with stars.

Exactly like the ones in my childhood depicting rich capitalist uncles from America (Trump after the election). His face is unpleasant.

And then I see a blast wave of bright light that is supposed to kill everyone. I lie there prepared to die. I’m even waiting for that moment, hurry up already.

But the waves turn out not to be that strong, they pass over me. And I remain alive. I realize that nothing happened to me. I say to myself, “Everyone except me.” Meaning everyone was killed except me. Then I get up from the ground and see this picture.

Instead of the hill where Putin and company were hiding in an iron sphere, there’s a crater. Not deep, about 20 meters down. The edges of the pit are sandy. I understand that from the blast wave, the iron sphere somehow collapsed and everyone in it was buried in sand.

I see one of those who was in the sphere crawling out of the sand.

He crawls out on the opposite side of the pit from me, on all fours. His backside and back are bare. The suit remains only on the front, and everything behind has torn off, and I see his bare back.

Next, Putin crawls out onto the same side. He’s wearing a bright red suit (the color of fresh blood) and the same bare lower part and back. He also crawls out of the pit on all fours.

He climbs out, falls onto the edge of the pit and laughs. It’s that kind of laughter when you’ve lost everything and all that’s left is to laugh. But he’s intact. Nothing happened to him personally. I see all of this and say to myself, “He survived… imagine that, alive…”

Then another one climbs out in a black jacket with a bare back. But this one climbs out onto my side.

Kneeling, he grabs my left hand with his palm up, jabs his index finger into my wrist and shouts, “Where’s Duda? Duda was there!” I understand that Duda (the President of Poland) was in the sphere with them and got buried. All of them had bracelets on their hands that were supposed to send signals as needed. But Duda’s bracelet isn’t responding. That’s where the dream ended.

How the dream came true: symbolism in reality

Putin crawls out of the pit on all fours with a bare ass. This isn’t about him being overthrown. It’s about loss of status, humiliation, vulnerability. He remains in power, but his position is becoming increasingly precarious and humiliating. Sanctions, isolation, dependence on other countries, military failures.

A red suit, but a bare ass. The facade is there, but the substance isn’t. On the outside still red, but inside — emptiness and vulnerability.

Laughter when you’ve lost everything. It’s the laughter of despair. He understands that the situation is irreversible.

Duda’s bracelet isn’t responding, “Where’s Duda?” This isn’t about physical disappearance. It’s about the end of his political role. Duda left the office of President of Poland in 2025 — his term ended. The dream showed exactly that.

A woman in a gray linen dress. Ukraine in a simple, impoverished state.

Gray ground, low sky. A difficult period.

A star falls, a shockwave. Destruction that passes.

“Everyone except me.” Ukraine survives despite the destruction.

Putin in a sphere underground. He hides, he sits it out, but the sphere is collapsing. He survives, but loses everything.

What this means for us

Political dreams are not literal predictions. They are a symbolic reflection of deep processes. They show not what will happen tomorrow, but what everything is heading toward. And in this sense, the dream came true.

Putin is in power, but his position is humiliating, dependent, precarious. Duda left his post – “Duda, where?” came true symbolically. Ukraine survived despite the destruction – it came true.

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Frequently Asked Questions

Did the dream about Putin and bare asses come true?
Yes, symbolically. Putin is in power, but his position is humiliating and precarious. He survived, but lost everything.

Did the dream about Duda come true?
Yes, symbolically. Duda left the office of President of Poland in 2025. “Where’s Duda?” – his term ended.

Did the dream about Ukraine and the star come true?
Yes. Ukraine survived despite the destruction. “Everyone except me” – came true.

Why don’t dreams come true literally?
Dreams speak in symbols. They don’t show what will happen tomorrow, but what everything is heading toward. Symbolic fulfillment is also fulfillment.

Can political dreams be trusted?
Yes, if you understand their symbolism. They show deep processes that aren’t visible in the news.

Why are there so many dreams about June 22?
The date of the start of the Great Patriotic War can symbolically indicate a declaration of war. This doesn’t mean the event will begin exactly on June 22, but it’s an indication of a repeat declaration of war.

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Author: Viktoria Sokolova
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