Unfortunately, words cannot truly describe the wild lucid dreams I have. Typically, I forget about them as soon as I wake up. This one, however, was different.

I knew it was as soon as I started dreaming. It's a dream I had years ago right before Trump declared he was running for office, but this was it's second recurrence.

Basically, me and my family and friends were on vacation or at some kind of retreat. It was a beautiful forest with walking trails and markers everywhere about the history of the site (It was an old Iroquois village). Anyway, it got real interesting when suddenly the leader of the group (someone I'm not super good friends with but I know them well) brought us inside of our bunks and told us that this will be a scary night. Curious, I asked why. The way I heard myself say it in my dream made me feel oddly calm yet clammy irl I nearly woke up but drifted off before I lost the dream.

After that, the leader gave us instructions on what was going on and what we were doing next. I was put into a group of four consisting of my brother, dad, and best friend. The leader pushed a button on the wall that I'm sure was not there before, and suddenly everyone else vanished. The wall changed. Each corner has a glass box that looked like an elevator. We went to one of the elevators and went down a level (i guess). There, we were split up by a loud noise followed by gunfire. I was hit in the dream but I kept running with my friend. We ran down a dark tunnel and were captured by a group of people wearing masks.

The next thing I know we were in a rom with four people in black suits. I was going to joke with my friend that we were in the Matrix but I couldn't speak. When I noticed that, I started squirming and trying to get out of the chair I was tied to. Then one of them started talking. He said that we were dangerous and we could not be reunited with the rest of "the humans." Somehow, I was able to converse with him using my thoughts. I asked him what was going on.

I freaked out once I heard the entirety of this. Me, my friend, and the rest of humanity were in a carefully constructed world (not a Matrix, the guy insisted), where all ways of life, every outlet of communication, every world government, every military, was controlled by and outside force above laws, above death itself. He said that there was nothing we could do, and that we would perish if we tried to warn others.

Suddenly, the dream shifted to me and my friend running down another tunnel, but in my mind I knew that we were being chased by a hunter that wanted to kill us. I somehow had superhuman capabilities, and I grabbed my friend and jumped about 40 feet up and landed on a large outcropping in the cavern we were running into. We hid on the outcropping until the hunter had left the room after chanting a blood-curdling phrase.

After that, I realized in my dream that we were fighting against reptilians. I didn't know how to kill them, but I knew I had to. After some more running, we found a guard and killed him. As he died he morphed into a reptilian and that caused my friend to barf all over the reptilian (lmao). The morphing somehow told every single guard in the area what was going on because suddenly there was gunfire from all sides. There happened to be a motorcycle in a cage in the room. My friend drove the motorcycle and I rode behind and we encountered some of the guards. We also rolled right over the guards before they could even fire. After more fighting and driving through narrow, winding tunnels, we entered what looked like a hangar. We ran around shooting the guards with M4 Carbines we found along the way until we found a control panel and opened the door a little bit. We ran out into a large field and after wandering a little while we found humans again. However, just as we had been told by the man in the room, humans were subjugated by a concert. Everyone was riveted (even my friends and family) and we were the only ones not distracted. I was able to shake my friends and family out of their trance and ask them what was happening. Then the concert ended and fireworks started in the middle of the day.

This whole dream was weird, but what happened next woke me up. My dad said that everything the guide had old us was fake and that we should just focus on the real world. I couldn't convince him or anyone else that nothing was real.

And then I woke up.

I know that I can't hold a candle to the matrix describing my dream, but oh my gosh I have never had such a riveting lucid dream. I have watched the matrix. This is like the Matrix but instead of a simulation it's a carefully planned propaganda network.

Do you think dreams are worth considering? I know God was communicating with me.