The alien invasion (French version)

Dream #1 : The alien invasion

Share: At night, before I went to sleep, the news was talking about the increase in health insurance premiums. A few days before, I had received our new premiums and they were going up so much that I was feeling financially insecure for the next year. I was thinking about that, but also about the election of D. Trump. Immigration, the latest health scandals, the power of multinationals, etc... I fall asleep with the certainty that the system will change (which is necessary, I think), but with the anxiety that the transition will be violent and the fear of the unknown. I then receive the following dream.

Dream: I am Peter (my husband in reality). Peter (me in the dream), me (me in reality) and our son (about 2-3 years old, not my son in reality, unknown) are in Alle (small town next to the village where we live). We are walking on the parking lot to the train station.

In the distance, we see a plane on the ground burning. It is already the 2nd or 3rd lately. I have a feeling of fear and helplessness, our world is falling apart. The sky is dark, and the burning plane emits a black smoke and a red-orange glow that I feel as threatening.

Suddenly, just above us, a plane (more like a NASA space shuttle) in flames razes the roofs of the houses. I say to myself "What a horror, it will crash on the city! It returns towards us. We run not to be crushed. Finally, it succeeds in landing in a court in disaster. There are 6-7 people inside who get out without being wounded.

I am in bed with Peter (this time, I am me). I can't fall asleep, I'm so scared. I try not to think, because I am afraid that my thought will come true if I dream it during the night. The thought I have is, "I'm going for a walk in the forest and I know there is a terrible monster in a certain place and it's going to eat me."

Peter, I and our son (now I'm Peter again) go to the drugstore to buy a poison that will allow us to kill ourselves. Our world is being invaded by aliens and we don't want them to torture us before killing us.

Back home, a couple of aliens arrive. They take possession of the place, make fun of our paintings and change them against theirs. Meanwhile, I pour the poison for my wife (me in reality) and my son (still unknown in reality), and I wait for it to take effect, hoping that the aliens don't notice it and that I have time to take some too.

They are so busy changing the paintings that they don't notice anything. I know that after they finish, they will take care of us, skinning us little by little. My wife and son died quietly, without pain, and I drink the poison.

Dream #2: Ventilate the engine

Dream: I am in my dense garden when I hear a car passing by, it is very old and all rusted like a wreck whose body is strewn with holes devoured by time, rusty brown color.

It drives very slowly and stops at my height. Then, my father (deceased in the concrete) appears from nowhere to ask me as if to a stranger if I have a fan for the engine.

But I am still stupid because I am moved and happy to see my father normally dead, moreover he is beautiful, radiant and his white hair is very luminous, I say to him: "Dad, it's me", but he does not seem to realize who I am. Then I wonder what an engine fan is, then I wake up with this question in my head.