Dream #1: My invention

Dream: I am in my workshop and I am working on an invention. The dream does not say what kind of invention. I look up and see through the window a war machine. I see myself inside this machine with other people. I don't see them, but I know they are there. I see in the distance (and it seems small), an atomic bomb about to explode. I am immediately arrested by soldiers. The latter make me get off the machine, me and the other occupants whom I do not know in the dream, nor in reality. The military destroys the war machine and my invention inside, as if they want to make it disappear forever. They shoot at it with machine guns and make it disappear (device and invention) in the ravine. Sharing: For a long time, in reality, I have wanted to work on an invention. It's always present in my thoughts. I want to invent a magnetic device that would work without any gasoline or other electrical power, except by magnetism. I have the magnets, but I'm missing some data.

Dream #2: At school

Dream: I see myself picking up my daughter after school, in the afternoon, snack time (as I do in reality). Only the school is mine, not his, the one where I went from CP to CM2 in France. My daughter is in first grade in this dream as she is now (first grade in Canada, we have just migrated). I'm going to look for her near the entrance where there are or were the CP classes and the principal's office. The teacher who is Arianne (in reality, she was my daughter's teacher in the last year of kindergarten) calls me to talk to me about my daughter's homework. She tells me that my daughter hasn't done one of her homework, I confirm and tell her that it's too difficult for her to do this kind of homework, I can do it for her. It was about responding or talking about sadness, despair (which speaks to me). Then she shows me a homework assignment. It is a sheet with several small compartmentalized drawings. Each time it involves a person eating a different fruit to be recognized. The first drawing shows a person drinking a carton of fruit juice. Under the person a briquette is drawn and to his left, the fruit is drawn, we see a pomegranate. In the second drawing a person eats the seeds of a pomegranate.... In another related dream: I see that I wrote an assignment about sadness. I tell the story that a young woman was on the terrace of a café drinking coffee or another hot drink and that an unknown young man came and sat down and acted like a clown in order to make her smile. Since then, she comes back every day at the same time to this café hoping that this young man will come back to make her smile and make her forget her sorrows for a moment. She ended up smiling and there she no longer felt pain at that moment, her heart was light even though she was in so much pain and was so sad.

Dream #3: Two young boys attacked

Dream: I am in a supermarket. I suddenly hear a noise and rush. I then found my son Pascal (who is 11 years old in reality) and another young boy lying on a bench, visibly unconscious. I see that they were beaten and left unconscious. I understand they were attacked. Later, I recounted what I heard and saw to the mother of the other boy who was attacked and she told me that she was going to file a complaint, even if it bothered her because she knew the family of the young people who committed these acts. Another scene: I'm at a woman's house who is having a party in a tough, ghetto-like suburb. Outside, there are arguments. She is then forced to lock the door of her house. Suddenly there is shooting through the windows. My two boys are affected and die in front of me. I woke up feeling pretty bad with this dream during which my son Pascal had terrible coughing fits that kept us from sleeping most of the night. For my part, I had bleeding periods at the same time. And it was during this difficult night that I had this nightmare which, I admit, deeply disturbed me... and almost discouraged by its violence/darkness.