I had this dream roughly in 2007. I mention it because I think of it on a regular basis. At least weekly if not several times a week.
I was on a green hill near the ocean. I could taste the salt water in the air and hear the seagulls. There were alot of people around. I would guess it was during a major holiday. I.e 4th of July, Memorial Day etc.
My kids were nearby, I didn't really see them just sensed them.
I look up and see that 1/4 to 1/3 of the sky is blocked out by this flaming red ball. Everyone else saw it too. People started freaking out trying to run.
I just sat there with my kids thinking "where do these people think they are going to go to". I was at peace and calm. I knew that we couldn't escape this thing. I just gathered my children up and hoped it wasn't painful. Meanwhile people ran around us panicking and try to flee.
This dream was very vivid and bright. I am haunted by it for over 3 years now. Not in a scary way just in an annoying WTH was that all about.

A few years ago I was dreaming...that I was observing people who had gathered on a loading dock of an old red brick warehouse and they were watching the horizon. Curious, I went over and asked, "Watcha watching for?" They said the U.F.O.s were about to come. So I went toward the back of the group to see what was about to happen. That's when some saucer shaped space craft arrived, stopped mid air and doors opened. Out floated these flat looking T's with flat circular heads on them, as well as flat 7's. They floated toward the people standing on the dock, and just before they reached the people, I heard a mechanical click. That's when the T's and 7's started whirling really fast, and when the reached the people it was just awful, they were being mutilated by them. I thought to myself this is not good, not good at all, so I turned around, ran down a stairway, entered a room and slammed the door shut. After some time had passed, I didn''t hear any commotion, so I slowly opened the door and all was clear, the T's and 7's hadn't followed me. It was then I knew the T's and 7's weren't intelligent...whew! and woke up...

I was dreaming that there was this man, and he was terrified by a UFO he was seeing. But it seemed like there was more behind the scenes, so I took it upon myself to go find out. What I found was a military guy faking the scene, and smirking because the other man thought it was real and was fearful, when he knew darn well it was all faked. He did this by shining a bright light through a waterfall of some sort, and the image looked real on the other side...woke up.

All this recent news about possible alien visitors arriving reminded me of a some dreams I'd had a couple years ago.
In the first dream...I was dreaming I was in some unfamiliar middle class neighborhood U.S.A. Some Aliens had landed and they were really mean! I heard them harrassing (or worse,) some people in a house, and I wanted to help those people out, but what to do? So I went in their garage and that's when I found where the Aliens had parked their space craft. I knew if I could get the darn thing started, I would fly it out of there, thus trap and distract the aliens which could possibly give the people in the house time to escape. So I got into the Space craft, started it up, and some how knew what to do next to get it flying. At first it was wobbling this way and that, but I finally got it flying smooth and was successful in taking it out for a test spin and woke up.

I had a dream that IsRae22l or a Beast (in the dream I couldn't decide which) was getting married.

The bride came from far off in the distance. Only a cloud of dust was being kicked up as she approached, larger than life. She had on a crown made from twigs or wood, with flowers laced through it. Her gown was old, white, long and very plain.

Everyone seemed happy and I looked around and wondered why? Why is this a good thing? Is this a good thing?

Suddenly I had a strong feeling this was not good and I was not going to witness this union. It would be bad for my soul to see such a thing. Yes, bad for my soul were the words I thought while dreaming...

[[[...It reminded me of the scene in The Stand, where Nadine goes to Randal (the devil) in the desert and as they make love (???) she begins to scream and realizes what a mistake she has made and she is now damned for eternity. I think IsRae22l was being damned and they just didn't know it yet - but that's just a thought...]]]

So, rather than watch this unholy union take place I pushed off from the ground and went into space. I stayed there, wandering around and having a fine time until I said to myself, the alarm is going to sound in a few minutes, time to come down.

As I set foot back down I felt damp. The way you do when you walk near the ocean at night and don't realize your getting wet. The alarm went off and I began to say "Happy Friday" to DH and I said to myself (yeah, I know... ) What is this 'Friday' - I understand Happy, I do not understand 'Friday.'

It was as if I had no concept of time. I didn't know there were days of the week. I didn't even know there were such things as days. It was as if I had been in eternity - in space - and forgot there was this world down here.

When I got up out of bed my hair was damp. The clothes I put on were damp. The sweatshirt on the back of the chair in the living room was damp. I looked outside, convinced it had rained last night - but nothing.

I have no idea what it means - My theory is that I think something is terribly wrong here on the planet and it starts with IsRae22l; however *everything* is right in the Universe!

I had a dream last night where there were two couples. The older couple (parents?) were human like, however taller with different body proportions and clearly alien. The other couple (children?) were humans. They were the focal point of the dream for a while and they interacted...hugged/held hands.

Most of my dreams are life like while this took on an animated reality where the elders were darker and the younger couple lighter. Not necessarily skin tone but similar to the way mannequins are colored without clothing.

The background was bright white.

The emotion was high, however, I could not determine if it was a reunion or a goodbye.

It is pitch dark outside. I am in my neighborhood where I live in real life. There are bits of light here and there from porches or yard lights but the houses are dark. People are hiding, but not hiding in their houses. They are hiding outside, dashing between homes and garages, hiding in the bushes.

I am in a the side yard of a house about a block from my own. I can hear them coming...somewhere behind me...the sound of horses and the shouts of men. I hurry to the front of the house and curl in a little ball on the concrete sidewalk that is in front of the breezeway that connects the house to the garage. They are so close. I can hear the horses snorting. Their hooves make the ground shake.

The horses and riders burst through the narrow space on either side of the house - a group to my right and one to my left. There are too many to count. I close my eyes and somehow make myself invisible. It is like slipping into a little time/space pocket where I can see them but they cannot see me. The riders are wearing headscarves and flowing robes and carry curved swords. I can hear them shouting, but it is kind of muffled from my time/space bubble and they thunder past me.

After they leave people come out of hiding. Not massive numbers. A man here, a woman there. We gather together, somehow knowing we cannot go into the houses. It is not safe to go in the houses. They will be waiting for us there, they are going house to house.

Then I find myself in some kind of a warehouse out in the middle of nowhere. It is dark outside. Some of the people who gathered together from my neighborhood are there. All around us, asphalt. There is a tall, tall chain link fence with gates and men watching the gates. There is a small plane runway. Periodically trucks come or a plane. There are men there, maybe National Guard, but not a lot. It feels fairly empty. There are several buildings, all gray concrete with big sliding doors and the space inside is not totally empty, but nearly so. Some things on pallets here or there. The space is enourmous. Cavernous. I wonder if it is an airplane hanger.

No one seems in charge but it is not disorganized. People are doing what they are best at, whatever that may be. There are not a lot of people, no crowds. There are a few here or there unloading one of the trucks that came in. A couple are talking on radios, contacting other areas. I am in a small room. People come up to me and give me a bottle of aspirin or cough medicine or whatever they have. We are pooling our resources. I'm taking things in and organizing, but I don't accept everything the people offer. "Keep some with you. We don't want to have everything we have all in once place." We are trying to share and yet keep supplies dispersed at the same time. "You don't know what will happen."

There is determination on the faces of the people. People do not appear afraid or angry, simply quietly going about doing what they can do. I feel somehow attached and detached at the same time, like I am watching everything from a distance even while I play my own part.

I wake up and part of my brain still hears the horses crashing through the bushes on either side of the house. I want to go look out my window toward the house where I slipped into my time/space bubble but I'm afraid I might see myself curled on the concrete sidewalk, or a shimmer of me left over, lingering from some other time/space where there were horses and men crashing through the bushes...

On Sunday Sept 19th [or early AM on the 20th] I had the most unusual dream of my life. because it was so physically real. The dream had three parts, yet they seemed to be related as in "

This dream was definitely vivid and definitely out of the ordinary for me. I was walking through the near downtown area of a medium sized city (unknown). Even though I work in medical (physician assistant)in this world, in the dream I am working at a JC Pennys type of place. I am walking through an open parking lot, like those around big shopping malls, and the lot is covered with ice. I am enjoying "skatiing" as I walk on the lot. I see a medium size jet plane (like a 737) flying low near me. The markings on the jet are the logos of various banks, such as Bank of America, and other banks. As I watch the plane, it is all of a sudden upside down and flying really low to the ground, over a street, like it is going to land, but it is upside down, so how can it land? Just then, it loses all lift and just drops straight down, onto the street, near the JC Pennys type place. I walk by the plane and there are injured, to various degrees, and bystanders are helping some passengers off the plane. It looks like it may catch on fire - there is some flames and some smoke. I then walk to the nearby hospital, to volunteer my medical services. There is a row of injured in bays, like in an ER, and there is a doctor for each patient. Each patient has a label, like "wide facial trauma" (very specific). One of the patients closest to me says to me, "the CEOS were on another plane." Just that, nothing more. As I had asked to help, a nearby doctor says to me, "well this is trauma; there are fractures over (there)." The dream ends there, abruptly.

I'm usually reluctant to post dreams which might just be my subconscious knitting stuff together that I've read about. But, an interesting dream nonetheless. Especially with news of ufo's messing around with nuclear missile facilities. That would be a good start to eliminating major state power. In the dream, I'm watching a gigantic round alien craft floating down out of the clouds. They begin to broadcast a message. It's saying "You have completed the wrong course. Major state power is over." I got the impression that minor day to day governmental functions like lights and water would be allowed to continue but no more big wars and such. Then it's saying "A million years agodiseasewiped out your best and brightest, since then you have been a dimmed species." "Justness and Justice is the natural product of evolution, your concepts such as strength, weakness, superior, and inferior are the signs of a damaged intelligence."