had this dream not too long ago :
i was walking down the street in a huge city , i looked up to the clouds
and noticed they start to shift from classical cloud forms to some
very tripy liquid moving shapes with a strong metallic silver tint ,
it looked almost like the clouds are solidifying .

then in the far distance ,i saw a huge spacecraft comes out of the clouds .
it hoovered slowly over the city skyscrapers , there was a complete silence
and everyone around me halted and stared .

suddenly i could see something twinkle on the top of the sky scrapers ,
took me a second to realize that what i'm seeing is flames .
half second later the skyscrapers started to collapse .

at that point i remember saying to myself wtf ?!? no way in hell this shit is real .
it doesn't make any sense !

at that point the unbelievable happened ,and it was like i'm
watching a rewind , the skyscrapers rose back from the ground ,
all intact and flame less . i remember thinking ,ok that's more like it .

then some kind of projectile was bolted from the craft toward me ,
at extremely fast speed , for some reason it didn't really worried me .
just before it hit the road about 50 meters beside me it morphed
into a huge black vehicle and smoothly landed on the road near me
and continued bolting down the road ,hitting no one or anything .
at that point i woke up .

another good post with lots of aliens/ufo's members dreams :
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I've dreamed of UFOs all my life.

The first dream as a child that I actually remember was about a nuclear war (Cold War era collective unconscious, no doubt, shaping my early visions...). I must have been 4 or 5. It was a super-vivid scene of a landscape totally devastated and burning and smoking. Everything was black and dead and the sky was orange, red and black.

The second dream I remember from childhood (I must have been about 6 years old then), was of a UFO.
I dreamed that I was standing in my yard with my family and and all my neighbors were in their yards and a small, glowing object was floating down our street about 15 or 20 feet in the air.
It looked sort of like a grenade or a pineapple lit up from within. We were all just standing there in awe, it looked so strange. The next day, I asked my parents if it was real, they just laughed, but it seemed more than a dream, and important somehow. It's still as vivid in my mind 40-something years later as it was then.

Since then, I've had vivid, powerful UFO dreams in great variety, every one accompanied with a feeling of awe. Glowing circles, craft of every sort, sometimes the skies are full of them. Deep, profound, symbolic, emotional, spooky, even scary - I love my UFO dreams.

Very few of those dreams contained aliens or interaction, but a few did, some of those are hard to remember, others are hard to talk about or describe in normal language.

One of the best ones I had as a teenager involved an orb that came down from the sky while I was standing alone in the desert at night. It was like an eye, it was smooth, glassy and gold-colored and partly translucent. It was small, not much bigger than a basketball and it landed at my feet. It had the appearance of something partly alive and partly mechanical. It had a pupil, an iris and a cornea like an eye, sort of, and it had a complex muscular/mechanical system, like a Giger painting, in the back part of it.

It seemed to communicate with me, but the detail of the communication was beyond comprehension, in fact, it feels like a blank memory now, but somehow my being acknowledged that there had been some sort of profound exchange on a level beneath or beyond ordinary consciousness.

The feeling I had was extremely positive, like a warmth and a peacefulness that might come from a deep understanding of reality or the cosmos, though I didn't necessarily have any human understanding, or even a real perception in a logical sense, of what had occurred. I was compelled to pick up the sphere and I tossed it in the air, and it took off, straight into the sky.

This dream happened at a crisis point in my life and it brought me peace. I don't know if it meant anything, but I'm grateful for whatever force sends me this stuff, be it my subconscious (which does seem to be much more creative than I am), or something beyond me.

Either way, I know it's a positive force, even though it shows me some very frightening stuff sometimes.