Black & White

As you all know, I sometimes have these VERY lucid dreams. Last night.......

[segment begins] I saw myself, an older (55-65yr) blind black man in a convenient store with, who I assume to be, my two young (6-8yr) grandsons. I envisioned the two children as Jes's children (for those of you who have met Jes). The older boy pulled on one of the doors to a cooler case, to get a soda, and the entire case swung open to show entrance to a hidden room. I remember we wandered back there, but I do not remember what I saw. I only remember that it was a place to hide "us black folk". We re-entered the convenient store from the room to continue shopping. Then, just as I picked up a bag of pork rines (which I really DO enjoy once in a while), there was a noise outside. Now, in the conscious world, I would say that the sound was a car engine. In my dream, however, the noise, whatever it was, struck fear in me and my grandchildren. The clerk looked at us with fearful and hurried eyes. My boys and I tried to get to the cooler door, and had it opened just as someone, a horrible someone, walked into the store. [segment ends]

[new segment] I was in the house. This was a house that often is recognizable in my dreams. I think that my subconscious person lives here in this old Victorian with dark curtains and all it's hiding places. Although, until now, I never realized what the hiding places were for.
As usual, I am a white woman in my 30's. It was evening, and two children, young black girls (6-10yr), with thick braided pony-tails on their heads, were at the kitchen table helping me to prepare something. I believe it was cookies. I remember feeling nervous, that something bad were about to happen, but not sure of what to expect. I remember hearing cars drive by the house, which was unusual this late in the evening. I walked to the front of the house, to look out the front door's windows. As I entered the hall to the front of the house, I saw a young boy (7yr) open the door and walk freely inside, closing the door behind him without turning his back towards me. He didn't even look up, and didn't even realize I was there until I asked "what are you doing??" He quickly exited the house, and I chased him until I stood on the front porch. He continued to run across the front yard, to the street on the right of the house. Scared that my intuitions were true, I quickly returned inside, locking the door behind me. I ran to the kitchen to grab up the 2 girls and hide them away. They were not allowed to be in my house. Then a loud thunder sounded, but I'm not sure from where. The front door crunched as it was pressured open, and a man in a dark hat and dark clothes entered..... [segment end]

Usually, when I have these dreams, I am unable to recall much about the details. I am only left with feelings of sadness, fear, or despair. This was very unusual for me to recall so much. And what gives anyway??