Sleep event

I am not sure how many times I went back into this dream but it was a whole lot. I did it for a good 3-4 hrs. Chaining back into the same dream so many times was something I used to do but not lately... Even though it was a dark dream scene it was a relief to know I had not forgotten how to do this all together as I had feared. There were all kinds of races of people which made me smile. But unfortunately we were living in the rubble of a city that was ravaged after war. People were living in burnt out apartments and townhouses. Warehouses and lean two's. Living in poverty where there was only water and food where you could find it. No officials or police. Violence with no accountability. Strangely enough I saw no guns which I was looking for. There were little kids sitting on a stoop all disheveled and sad. A woman selling her goods of sorts. She had some kind of fuse and was attaching it to some kind of M80 looking thing that you see on the 4th of July. I know because we buy them, lol. I watched her for a long time. I kept wincing waiting for it to blow up and I was really nervous because I was really never sure what it was. Like I was saying she was trying to attach a fuse to a M80 and would light it! It looked like she was showing them how much time it would take for the fuse to burn and then she would pinch it and make it snuff out. She did this so many times. One of the times I woke up was actually by Meesha and I just brushed her off and dove back into my dream. I could have done many other things in this state but lucid dreaming must be first about myself. Fun is secondary. This was so revealing about what I see in our world today and my fears of what the US will become. There were children running all around this woman and I feared the worst. I had such a drive to find what hidden meanings I could from this dream state. Finally one child was not so fortunate when she did not snuff it in time. This again was one of the times I woke up and fell right back into my dream state to do what I would in real life and try to help the child. I frequently say that in my dreams I have a serious drive to stay true to my morals so this reaction was not uncommon for me. I could easily just shifted gears but what good would that do? Yes I could go off and change the scene but how often do you get to help others in real life up close in personal. I always say if I hit the lottery I would help people not give to organizations who funnel money that never sees its real way to help someone. Anyway, I looked for help for the child but there was none of course. I went to an apartment nearby and finally a man took the child from me. I had not seen a single person that I knew through all of this which is not typical for me. But I no sooner have this fleeting thought and I see my first husband and I run up to him and hug him because I have been alone all of this time. He would not be my top choice to be stuck w/ during end times for sure but I do know he would protect me strangely enough. I then look to my left and there is a man handing out cotton candy out of a machine. It looked like a popcorn machine w/ an overlarge opening that looked like where gum comes out of a gumball machine. At this point I know what this all means, believe it or not. I now hear Meesha IRL meowing weird so I get up to see what is going on.