I am at work (stock broker in NYC, non-'wall street') and people are calling in from Tennessee and I am receiving requests from people in Tennessee via email, all with similiar requests to buy precious metals and non-us dollar denominated assets like foreign stocks, all of these are our specialties. Then I am walking home from the train station and I see a car parked on the street with a Tennessee license plate. Then I read some web sites that are talking about the Tennessee Valley Authority and how it may suffer major disruptions or attacks. Then I am back at work and I hear on the news about Tennessee suffering from drought and major dislocations of people to other states.

I am standing outside in my backyard in the suburbs of NYC and I see explosions all over the sky, then I realize that all of the airplanes are what are exploding and all of the various airplane parts, specifically engines and fuselage fragments begin to 'rain' out of the sky in fiery chunks. The pieces are landing everywhere around me and as far as I can see. It was somehow reminiscent of some apocoalyptic scene from an unknown movie where the air is filled with smoke and there are falling pieces of debris leaving flaming trails as they plummet to the ground.

The dream begins with a collage of scenes like a Cagall painting that seem to have no connections to each other. Then, suddenly, I'm with a group of six or seven men dressed in suits. Their ties are loosened as if they'd just gotten off work. The dream becomes more "real" in texture at this point. I'm also wearing a suit, which in itself is strange. I haven't worn a suit since I peddled penny stocks to over confident investors during the high times of the late 1990s. Anyway, I walk away from this group and find myself in front of a tall building, maybe five or six stories high. The step's area is of glass with aluminum dividers. I can see inside the lobby to an exit on the other side where I see daylight at the far windows. It could be an apartment building or an office building. Sitting on the front steps of this building is a boy and girl in their mid teens joking and laughing with each other. They look vaguely like Native Americans, but I'm not sure. I open one of the double glass doors of the building and enter. I have no idea what the building is or where I'm going. I find myself on a gently curving cream-yellow passageway with a very high ceiling that I can't really see. The walls are the same color as the floor, and the lighting just seems to be there. There are no light fixtures that I can see, and there are no windows. And I keep walking. I begin to think that I'm in a pyramid (the surroundings felt as hard as I imagine a pyramid to be). It was either a pyramid, I thought, or I was walking up the slightly undulating path to the interior of an alien space ship. All this is very vivid to me and very unlike a dream. The floor is slightly inclined as if I'm proceeding higher. I sense the passage's hardness, that is, the "feel" of the concrete hard walls, floor and the ceiling that I can't really see. About ten feet above my head it begins to shadow. I thought this was strange because in my dreams things are never that solid. There's a "dreamlike" ambiance to most of them. This particular dream began with this dreamlike quality, and then changed to this more solidified quality once I got on the path that was maybe six feet wide. As I continue walking,I begin to wonder what might be at the end, what will I find. I keep walking until I begin to worry that there is no end to it. I keep walking anyway. Then, as I continue, I begin to feel uncomfortably claustrophobic. That's when I wake up. I can recall this dream as if I'm having it now. And the cream-yellow passageway with the hard, slightly pitted walls is an image that stands out clear as crystal in my mind. I still wonder what I would have found had I continued.

I was outside on a balcony admiring the night clouds which were unusual. Then one began to move. It came closer and closer very quickly. It was orange and looked like a pale organce jellyfish without tentachles. It looked like it was pulsing slighlty in and out. It really scared me and I ran inside and starting slamming and locking doors and windows in a frenzy like when the lady's son was kidnapped in Close Encounters. I was petrified and then at the sliding glass door an animal appeared. A little dog. Then it was joined by a cat. I recognized both. One was my neighbor's dog and the cat was mine. But the cat was inside as far as I knew and I could hear the little dog yapping across the yard. But here it stood quietly looking at me. I completely panicked and ran outside through another door as fast as I could without looking back. There was a group of people across the yard. I joined them. They were all talking and pointing and saying that something had landed on the roof. From beind my roof the orange craft rose and shot straight up vertically into the air. It was about the size of a small car. It disappeared in less than a second but before it did it flashed something very bright like lightning in the sky above me. It looked like a lighted billboard of something. I ony saw it out of the corner of my eye and it was real brief and then it was just gone - light and vehicle. Things were just starting to calm down when it came back. I was outside this time with my neighbors. The orange jelly fish, pulsing. It went down behind my house again. Then suddenly from behind my roof came a helicopter or something like it. Smaller than usual. It looked more like a wasp than anything and there was no sound or wind. It swept over my roof and came straight for us very low. Everyone scattered like the wind. It was a few feet out into the yard when the thing stopped over me and an arm came out and grabbed mine. It had my forearm and started dragging me. I fought like a demon not daring to look at that hand. But my arm had loose dirt on it because at some point I had falled and the hand slipped on the dirt or something. Then somebody in the crowd did something involving light. The thing lifted away from me, leaving me laying on the ground and staring up at it. It went straight up again very very quickly then flashed that light again. This time I saw it. It said "GO" in big white letters. It was brief and very bright but clear as a bell. It was high up but it lit the ground. I looked at my arm and there were finger tracks in the loose dirt on it. That was enough for me. I ran back into my house and was packing wildly when my alarm woke me up. I shook for several minutes and felt a little sick. I kept looking at my arm which was not dirty and had no tracks. I live in the Southeast. I think maybe Cliff's new SHAPE REPORT which I have been reading since last night got to me. But I've have never, so far as I can remember, ever had a UFO dream before. And it's been a long time since I've remembered a dream this clearly with the feeling of the hand on my arm so strong and those sinister animals.

I woke up in strange house. I was on my way to the bathroom for hot shower/shampoo. Other people just laughed at me because they knew there wasn't any hot water. When I discovered this, I came up with plan B. I would heat some water in a kettle on the stove, then mix it with big pot of the cold water, lean my head over the (kitchen) sink & dip into the warm water with a cup & somehow get my hair washed...then take some sort of sponge bath. I woke up grateful for my hot shower...something I take for granted. Also felt like this "camping out" type experience may become all too real.

My second attempt to post this dream. I placed this dream under earth tunnels because I discovered on the web that Chamelion comes from a root word that means earth and there were tunnels in the dream. Thanks for looking.

Recently, I had an interesting reoccur ring dream with a new twist. In the dream I met a Mexican-Latino family with a cute kindergartner child (I am Caucasian). The parents needed to do some things so I said I would entertain the child -- babysit. I asked the young boy if he wanted to see a secret. He was excited. I took him to a hospital where I had been a military patient in prior dreams and I showed him the hidden catacombs, hallways and passages beneath the hospital, that I had explored out of boredom, which led to a secret stair case that further led to a beautiful secret wing and spire above the hospital. However the underground hallways were dark and relatively unknown by most hospital staff; the only entities that used the hidden hallways in this dream was a lizard like humanoid. In the dream I recall opening an emergency exit and instructing the boy not to worry. I told him that we would enter and then pass through the hallways quickly toward the stair well which was totally safe. Also, some sort of human military men had cleared the hallways years prior as skeletons with body armor, weapons and gear rested sporadically where they fell from battle throughout the corridor. So, I felt it would be safe if we quickly and quietly passed through since some para-military had obviously cleared the halls at some historical point in time. As the child and I entered the halls I picked up an M16 from a corpse. He and I moved toward the hidden stair well and were followed by two lizard like men. The two lizard entities caught up with us just as we reached the lit and illuminated stairwell which led up to the hidden wing of the hospital.

The most interesting part of the dream… the child and I stepped into the light and the Lizard men were reluctant to step out of the darkness (common in my dreams). The skin of the lizard humanoids was a very beautiful rainbow of various shades of greens and browns and their skin reminded me of the exact skin of the chameleon lizard and the shocking part of the dream was that the human child was scared by the pursuing creatures and the human child, in my dream, had, as a defense mechanism, changed his skin color to match the lizard like pursuers in attempt to fool them. The creatures were shocked too from the child"s ability and the two of them ventured into the light, which hurt them, in order to grab the child. I blasted them with the M-16 as they passed through the door into the electric stairwell light. I clearly saw that the lizard men and the human child had the same skin. With the only difference being that the child"s colors were actually more vivid and some blotches of color put out some florescent light which would have illuminated the dark hallways -- and the child could revert back to human skin tone. I was taken back and amazed by the child"s new ability and then I heard an audible deep voice in the supernatural confront me and it said "you have always been able to do this too" hence, this divine voice implied that I could change my skin to colors on demand also. Not that I did in this dream. The dream ended and continues with us both visiting the beautiful hidden wing and beautiful spires with magnificent views from above the hospital The final note was that the elevated wing of the hospital was not visible to the naked eye unless you were aware of it. It was hidden by some technology.

I'm standing on a bridge looking at the sky when a golde bright glow appears behind the clouds, lighting them up. As I look down, a small round UFO lands and then opens and expands into a much larger craft. I see parents lining up with children - a mother with three kids to start with, and the children are being loaded into the spaceship. As I move further along the bridge and look down, I see more ships, this time folding into the smaller version. I hear a voice behind me say "Women now" and begin to run intothe dark tunnel that the bridge leads into. I'm planning to hide in the darkness.

Ok, I was going to wait form my next dream before I posted this dream "cause I had it a few months ago. But, while reading other similar dreams that people posted I felt I better post mine which is so similar to another nuclear attack dreams about Texas, Russians invading and etc.

I moved to Texas two years ago to be near my sister in the Dallas - Fort Worth area. A short time back I dreamed that I was an my way to go shopping with my sister at a large indoor mall and in the dream I saw many-multiple small megaton nuclear warhead strikes in the Dallas - Fort Worth area explode and mushroom above the horizon line off in the distance. Low megaton, as I didn"t even feel the shockwave of the nearest nuke about 20 miles away I calculated. In the dream, I immediately, told my sister, with her new baby, to head into the shopping mall and to round up the people that were shopping. I instructed her to gather all the food and snacks from the vending machines and from the food court and take the food and the people into the basement parking garages and to wait there for several days until the half-life of the radiation was diminished. With mushroom clouds still blooming only minutes after the initial explosion I saw repulsorlift transports that were shaped like footballs and made of shinny brass and steel fly past us and overhead. The antigravity machines were about the size of a city bus but with no external engines or propeller props, (no wings as again the vehicle looked like flying footballs) and a couple of them landed near by in some fields. From the rear of the odd vehicle a ramped popped open and out poured about a half dozen lightly armed motorcycle troops. The motorcycle troops scattered in opposite directions.

There was chaos and pandemonium everywhere, I headed toward the landing craft and I yelled at people, whom I passed in the mall parking lot to get into the car garage. A motorcycle rider was headed my way and I saw that He had Russian weapons and Russian emblems on his uniform and his "bike". His uniform was designed to be somewhat CNBC resistant and looked much thicker than most uniforms and He had heavy leathers. From time to time he would shoot his AK47 to chase off crowds of people. He apparently was headed for the mall. I cut him off at a bottle neck in the parking lot and yanked him off his bike as he wasn"t moving to fast at the time. I took his weapons and examined his clothes and he had lots of battle plan maps, communication devices and anti-radiation meds with him. I concluded, in the dream, that this Russian soldier was some sort of "pathfinder" and front wave scout for an obvious larger force to follow. I jumped on the motorcycle and headed to my sisters house to inform the rest of the family to pack up food and weapons and to head over to the lower levels of the shopping mall. Then I headed toward the repulorlift vehicle and then I woke up from the dream.

When I was a child, from about 9 to 13, I would have this dream frequently and vividly. Over the course of Spring 2010 I have begun having this dream again sporadically.

I am an adult working in my front yard in a subrurban hilly cul-de-sac, it is mid day and there are plenty of neighbors and their children playing in their yards. Two black cars pull up quickly and park near my house and three men in dark suits get out, walking deliberately towards me.

The men call me out and being to harangue me, I begin to fear for my safety and run away from them towards the top of a hill where there's a park. The men run after me yelling and waving guns, my neighbors and their children quickly run inside. As I reach the crest of the grassy knoll the men catch up and surround me, the leader raises a large pistol and points it directly at my chest.

The leader fires and three round projectiles the size of a marble strike me in the midsection. Somehow I know that this is a virulent poison from which no one has survived. The men laugh and begin walking back to their cars, leaving me to slump to the ground bleeding slightly and immobilized.

I black out and awaken late at night in the park. As I walk back towards my house I see that the neighborhood is deserted and the yards appear overgrown. I rummage through my house and clean myself up, as I shower I see the three round balls pop out of my mid section so I grab them and set them aside.

After having dressed I begin to head into the town center to find out what's going on I begin to see people who somehow recognize me and look fearful. These people avoid me, so I am more curious.

As I get to a more crowded area the people actively avoid me. I hear a small child ask a mother "why isn't he dead?". Then I see police and decide to avoid them, heading down an alley and stumbling over an old man.

The old man and I talk, he tells me that the authorities use their guns to kill and poison people whom they feel are a threat. The wounds from my earlier shooting are a source of wonder for him and he says that the authorities will be sure to hunt me down but that I need to show the people my wounds so that they may see that the guns are not fatal.

After this there are several variations of travelling to various locations in the town, meeting other people who either help or hinder and a constant avoidance of authority figures.

There never seems to be any resolution in the dream and each variation starts the same way until after meeting the old man.

I was at a work function in a hotel by Toronto airport. Our meeting was interrupted by continual rumbling sounds. When we opened the curtains we saw dozens of planes in the air and many more taking off in a hurry. We were wondering why all the air traffic when another curtain was opened to reveal a giant black vortex to the West of the airport. I knew it was some sort of portal opening to another dimension and turned on the TV to see if anything was on the news. The news was calling it a terrorist event and that the army was called into action.