UFO dream

[free4m]

If anyone has any thoughts about this do share, I am perplexed as to what all of it might mean.

The dream was as follows (I have to reconstruct it from the sticky notes I scribbled on in complete darkness at night when I woke up):

There was some sort of compulsory gathering for all citizens in the area I was living (not where I am now), when we got there it was a military-style briefing with thousands of soldiers in fatigues sitting and listening. It was a briefing about a UFO that "grazed" a building in broad daylight in the middle of a large city (at this point in my dream I see how that happened). Then I realize that where the flying object "touched" the structure a cancer-like growth is growing there now. On the building!

Everyone is listening to the lecture/briefing, I decided to take the time to look around. I find this rubber cast laying on the floor in the corner that turns out to be a cast of a skull, one of those misshapen skulls that archeologists find occasionally – the long elongated head, very small almost tiny face, longish slanted eye sockets. I examine the rubber cast and somehow figure out that this skull-"person" had a huge brain tumor that they are trying to hide ("they" – in my dream, aliens from the UFO that nearly crashed earlier; and I "saw" in 3-D the inside and the outside of the skull, with the brain and the tumor and all). I discard the rubber cast in disgust and tell my friends that I came with that we should leave now.

Later. I am sent to the same building for a temp-like job. I am apprehensive about going, but I go. When I get there, and as I approach the location of the "crash" I start hearing a very high-pitched whiny noise, almost like a siren but higher. It gets louder and louder until finally I can't take it anymore and leave. No one else around was disturbed by the noise, they simply didn't hear it...


That's the dream. It wasn't quite a nightmare, not the terror kind, but I woke up very worried and scared. The kind of scared that you may be of the dark. The two references to cancer worried me.

 

[Mrs. Peel]

If anyone has any thoughts about this do share, I am perplexed as to what all of it might mean.

I have a friend who, everytime she had an "unusual" dream, would call a psychic and ask her what it means. I would think, well, the person to decipher it is YOU since it was your dream, and only you know what is going on in your life now to provoke such dreams. Having an outsider "tell" you what's going on may just lead you in the wrong direction.

Is getting cancer one of your worries usually? Had you been watching any sci-fy? Have you been doing E/E (as this could be processing of some "stuff")? Have you been reading and disturbing news articles? Do you play video games? What were you eating that day? Any dramas going on with family, friends?

All can have an impact in what's going round and round in our heads and coughed up by the subconscious. :)

 

[free4m]

I have a friend who, everytime she had an "unusual" dream, would call a psychic and ask her what it means. [...]

Whenever someone comes to me and asks me to "interpret" their dream the first thing I say is "well, what does it mean to YOU?" I wasn't really asking for interpretation, but rather... I should probably elaborate somewhat at this point. There was information that I deleted out of the original post, which at the time I thought was irrelevant. Now, however, I'm beginning to doubt my motivation in doing that. That information is as follows:

The week before I had the above dream there was a strange shooting at a park near which I live (strange, because...well, it was just strange; unusual; this is a gut feeling). The night of the shooting a friend of mine, who lives on the other side of the same park, the side where the shooting occurred, also had a UFO dream in which she saw a UFO hovering above the very place of the shooting (keep in mind, she was dreaming this at the time things were actually HAPPENING at the park). It was a realistic dream with many details and not very "dream-like" at all. In fact it sounded much more like a recounting of the "hidden reality" of that night than your regular processing dream. ...And then a week later I also have a UFO dream. I thought that was suspicious. Although I'm more inclined to think that MY dream was a processing one and hers was ...something else? what? did we really have a "visit" that night?

On a related note, that park in itself is a story. It's been drawing some attention lately of the Powers That Be – they were trying to demolish the good energy that's been gathering there over the course of the past several years by removing ALL trees and putting in a huge underground garage in their place. That plan didn't fly very well with the local citizenry and they [we] made some noise to that effect. The plan was "put on hold", but then something else started to happen. Suddenly an inordinate amount of various types of homeless people began congregating at the park. Ordinarily I am always on the side of the homeless, but this case made me think. The energy at the park changed for the worse, with the culmination of the shooting.

Maybe I am being paranoid (it is possible), but I just thought these were all strange "coincidences", and that it all somehow flowed into a not-so-pretty picture. ...And that's why I asked for comments on the dream I had.

 

[plaintiger]

I'm bumping this thread as I see no reason to begin another one just for another dream about UFOs. This seems to be the most recent thread. This is a dream that I have journaled from about 5 years ago. It was so intense that it's still rather vivid in my mind.

I was at my Dad's old house in New Jersey in the second floor apartment. All around outside, and perhaps even inside some people's heads, certain sounds and tones permeated the air. On the TV the news was reporting all about it, and it seems it was happening everywhere on Earth. Also were reports of people seeing metallic objects in the sky. I certainly heard the musical sounds -- I can't see how anyone couldn't hear it. They were like various tones that blended into each other, not entirely unlike the tones in "Close Encounters," though I'm kind of unhappy describing it that way. I was looking out of the big picture window in the living room and eventually I too saw a couple of those metallic objects floating around in the sky above my town at a distance from me. Coupled with the music, I felt an inner drawing to these objects, one of which was getting lower and coming closer. I felt like I wanted to phase right thru the glass window to move toward it (which is a common enough occurrence in my lucid dreams, but this was not one of those), but as it got closer I realized that the front of the house was gone and it was now an open area not unlike a huge extended porch or a roof (not sure cause I never looked back). The metallic object began to descend and then landed at the far end of the roof, and as I looked at it I could see that it looked very much like the cliché saucer-type UFO, just taller, with multi-coloured blinking lights going around the middle of it, and blinking in time with the sounds, which now were much more clear outwardly and in my mind. I somehow had the impression that everyone heard something slightly different, presumably to communicate individually to each person (?). There were people all around me now, but it wasn't a huge crowd, and everyone stood there transfixed by the sight of this saucer as we all slowly moved towards it. At this point I most certainly felt an intense physical draw to the object from my chest, and I felt that I would be able to levitate and move toward the saucer that way if I wanted to, but I thought better of it because I didn't want to disrupt or panic any of the people around me. In all, the feeling of being drawn and the experience of the sounds, it was extremely pleasant, yet thrilling, yet entirely calming…at least to me.

The next thing I remember, I was alone in a courtyard that I used to play at with my friends when I was in my early teens. It was nighttime. A very large man approached me from out of the darkness and handed me some kind of tool, and he seemed to be instructing me how to use it without words (?). As I used it, it emitted a light, or rather, it kind of made visible tiny little objects near the ground and I was studying them. The objects were miniature versions of the saucers I'd seen previously, along with humanoid creatures that were walking on the ground near them. There was much more to this part of the dream, but I am certain that the tool I was using was for my own education about what was going on.

Next, I was in Journal Square in Jersey City, and there were hundreds of people scrambling in the streets in a mad panic. Looking up, I saw one of the saucers hovering above the roof of a building not far away from me, but this one was perhaps 10 or 20 times larger than the one that landed at my Dad's house. The music had been replaced by some sort of countdown. Rushing waters were flooding the streets and some buildings, including the one which the saucer was hovering above, were beginning to crumble very slowly. I was in a state of extreme calm, which I noted to myself was terribly strange given the panic occurring all around me. I realized two things: this was not the end of the world…and that I had to get to that saucer. The necessity of me getting to that saucer seemed to coincide with the countdown. As I made my way toward the doorway of that building, I was helping people up who had fallen or gotten hurt, and I realized that because of that, I would not make it to the saucer before the countdown finished. Finally, as the countdown ended, I got inside the building and there was a short line to a makeshift desk with two people behind it, who were letting people go up a stairway to the left. The two asked everyone the same question: what is the name that you know yourself by? A woman in front of me was madly screaming her name, offering all this information in excess of what they were asking, very loudly. Obviously very distressed, she rattled off her social security number and everything, which obviously meant nothing to these two, but even so, they rather quickly let her thru up the stairs. I stepped up to the desk and they asked me, "What is the name that you know yourself by?" Very calmly, still (?), I said my name. The two looked at each other with a look of pleasant surprise, then the one looked at me with a half smile and a nod of recognition, which I took as meaning that I could go up the stairs. Once on the roof, I saw the huge saucer from the bottom, which wasn't making a whole lot of noise for an object of its size, but it was already beginning to ascend. Next to me on the roof was another man and one of those yellow inflatable lifeboats you might use to escape a sinking ship. He was getting into it and was telling me to hurry up and do the same. The saucer never stopped its slow ascent. As I got in, the raft began to lift up and ascend towards the saucer, kind of taking us in tow. Then I woke up.

 

[scyth]

Today, I had a dream. Orionid meteor shower had taken forward the plan to invade the world. The clouds had come almost to ground level and ETs hats safari hunters in the clouds almost seems like spaceships state. Management were confiscated. There had been a time like the so-called State. There was a small civil resistance against them from place to place. A group of two small E.T. 't taken prisoner. I looked into their eyes, I knew it would set up a connection with the Lizzies. This was a challenge and not a good idea. From there, I left quickly. There was a curfew. Seemed to control everything, and had reduced the number of people.