Dream - Lucid I was helping my extended family come to America from Germany so they would be safe from the Nazi army. They weren't Jewish, but they were in danger of being drafted into the Nazi army. I remember being in an airplane with them. I don't remember seeing an specific family members, but I knew we were on the plane for a long time. We were flying over from Germany to America. I remember seeing a lot of my family sitting in the back of the plane, only the seats were set up more like they would be on a bus. I then remember driving down a road in my town in the daytime. But then, I was out of the car but still on the road. My grandma was with me. I told her "Don't worry, you're safe from Hitler now." She didn't respond. ~ I lived in this huge manchine. I remember I had made friends with this bigger black girl named Olivia who looked kind of like this girl I know named Bri in waking life. We were walking down the street. She was walking her dog. We talked for awhile, and she mentioned to me that I was invited to go to this recording session in Missouri. It was being done by this guy that I know in waking life who comes and records some of the bands that play at the coffee shop I work at. I wasn't actually going to be doing any singing or playing music, but I was going to be doing technical stuff. I remember reading a letter from the recording guy that was inviting me and giving me details of the trip. Olivia had been invited too. Then, Olivia asked me to grab her this weird writing thing, it was like a caulking gun but it had ink or paint in it. I gave it to her. She then spray painted some of the pillars at my manchine. They were originally blue, but the spots she painted on them were yellow. She painted some other things. The whole time I was telling her to stop and asking her what she was doing, but she never listened. I then remember being back in the manchine. I was in a room with lots of waterways that led to outside. I saw my cat, Belle, jump into the water and start swimming. There was another cat swimming in there too, a black one I think. I was afraid Belle would swim outside and I'd lose her. She tried to go outside when someone opened this door in the water, but they quickly shut it again so she couldn't escape. My mom then got mad about Olivia vandalizing the pillars outside the manchine. Then, I remember practicing what I was supposed to be doing at the recording studio. It was almost kind of Guitar Hero-esque; I had to press some button every time a note came up. The notes looked like little colored boxes. I wasn't doing very well; it was moving too fast and my timing wasn't right. I then remember talking to some people in the manchine. I think I was in my room. One of the people in there was my friend and coworker, Tori. She had also been invited to the recording session. I asked her if she was going, and she said no. She then said she didn't think anyone from my town was gonna go. I then told her I probably wouldn't go then either. She said it was typical that no one from my town was gonna come to the session. I was then driving around in my car, just thinking and driving like I do so often in waking life. I then started to think about dreams, and did a reality check by counting my fingers. The first time I counted five, but I did it again and counted six. I was dreaming! I counted my fingers again, and counted 7 or 8. I then made a ton of fingers appear out of my hand. My hand looked super crazy! I shook my hand and all the extra fingers disappeared. I then floated up through the roof of my car. There were 2 guys with me, they were behind me. We were flying around above my car. It was like we were flying through a city, there were buildings on either side of us. They were an orange-red color. I looked into the sky. It was a beautiful blue and spotted with clouds. All the clouds were shaped like different things, but I can't remember any specifics. I examined my hand to try to keep the dream, but I lost it. I don't think I woke up, I think I went into a non-lucid dream, but I can't remember exactly.
Updated 07-04-2011 at 11:09 PM by 32059
I have to take my neice, M, to school. It is winter and we are dressed accordingly. M appears to be a few years younger than she actually is (about 3 or 4 years old) while I look about the same as I do now. We are walking across a large, open yard that leads to the school. It does not register with me until after the dream ends and I wake up, but the school we are walking towards is my old public school, not the public school that M currently attends. We are halfway to the school, almost to the tarmac even, when a huge machine appears at the far end of the yard. I do not know the measurements but the machine looked equivalent to a four- or five-storey building in height. It was very painted blue and rolled on these huge tank-like treads. I do not know what its purpose is, but it starts driving in large circles around the school yard. I think the machine is kind of cool looking, but I am also afraid that it will run M and I down. I pick M up and run as fast as I can for the back door of the school. As I cross the tarmac, I come across three little boys who are running out of the school and towards the giant machine. I can't place their names, but they seem familiar somehoe, as if my subconscious is retreiving vague faces from my childhood. We get into the school and M immediately insists that I put her down, which I do. She runs into a classroom and I follow, but she is nowhere to be seen. I glance into the desks to see if I can see her name written on some paper or something, but all I see are bags of candy or blank sheets of paper. I am at one desk when a young boy comes up and I recognize him as one of my classmates when I was in grade 5 (though we are in the grade 6 classroom), Matthew Shaw. He doesn't say anything to me and just sits down at his desk, eyeing me suspiciously. I am a bit confused, but leave the classroom and wander down the hall. I stick my head in the doors of other classrooms to try and locate my neice, but I cannot find her. I cannot recall anything more from this dream.