I am a doctor, I was in the hospital, at work, there are people around. Suddenly I notice through the window (I am on some high floor - the perspective is visible far away) that some movement has begun along the horizon. It looks like a panoramic exposition like in museums. That is, a part of the picture is drawn (sky, sun, clouds, distant buildings). And the part - that which is closer - is real. And what is drawn moves horizontally, as if the scenery is changing in a theater. At the same time, the image is distorted, as it is seen through a haze, and divided into horizontal stripes - at the top - as before, and at the bottom - a transparent energy wave is approaching. And others see it.
I shout to people to lie on the floor face down, with their feet in that direction (civil defense lessons in action))). I lie down myself, close my head, I feel that the wave reaches, passes through the body, elastic like that, and leaves. It seems without prejudice.
I get up and the situation has changed. In fact, everything is the same. But everyone is running somewhere, there is no work (as in a natural disaster), and everyone knows that we were attacked by aliens. There is no big panic or fear, we are not being exterminated, but everything is now under their control. As if someone had already seen them. I'm going somewhere, thinking about home, my mother stayed there, I need to pick her up to be together (perhaps this is an echo of the situation in real life).
The surroundings have changed - some kind of industrial area. Buildings, like workshops, are unfinished, high, two- or three-story open areas, iron vertical stairs attached to the columns, large containers are everywhere. On the ground in an open space between buildings - communications - pipes, several side by side, such as a heating main. Mounts, bridges through them.
I see aliens. They move along these communications towards me, without swaying, as if they are floating, simultaneously with them an energy cloud moves around the pipes. The impression that an audit is underway, and that they plan to use these (and similar) communications as a means of communication and for transmission of energy (such as a telephone wire network). That is, this capture of us goes through the appropriation of these networks.
The individuals themselves - there are three of them, the one in the center - higher. They are dressed in tight standing cloaks with hoods, faces are not visible. Tall trapezoidal figures, built like humanoids. The cloaks are dark brick in color, with a pale yellow trim along the hem and along the front fastener. I, hiding from them, turn and begin to climb the stairs to the second floor of the building, I look at them from above. They "swim" to the stairs and also begin to climb.
I run and run into other aliens. They are so businesslike, they move more on all fours, there are a lot of them and they climb around and ransack buildings. They don't pay attention to me - they ignore what is not included in their assignment. There is an association with a hive (then, upon waking, I thought - they look more like ants, but in the dream it is clear - a hive). Primitive, biorobots, incubator.
They are dressed in tight-fitting ocher-colored overalls, bald, with flat outgrowths on the sides of the head (ears or shields of some kind for communication). Obey the cloaked figures. They are of the same species, not enslaved, but specially raised.
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Such is the bio-technogenic civilization. They completed the development of technology, took the path of managing energies (including individual), and what remains of the technical part of their civilization is used in an applied manner. Plus, the progressively deepening division of castes led to the formation of populations of individuals of the same species, but with limited functionality. Humanoids or insects - not clear. Like humanoids, but the social structure is like ants.
I didn’t immediately understand that I didn’t need to fear them directly, I was trying to run away, I came across a group of people clustered around the fire. Something like "resistance". Gather people, distribute food. But in their midst there is some kind of riotous atmosphere, they are like tourists with guitars, even like hippies (alcohol, chanson, squabbles). The main motive for which they are together is not a confrontation, but such a way of life.
I leave there disappointed - people do not adequately assess the danger, but see it in one of their own, advantageous to them, plane. Maybe in this meeting there was an echo of real thoughts about whether it is necessary to help people from the lower social classes and, if helping, then to what extent. Upon awakening, I thought - they gave me the opportunity to look at an event of a cosmic scale through the eyes of a creature from a two-dimensional world (from among these hippies). And, by analogy, I, with my view of what is happening - do I correspond to the "dimension" of the phenomenon.
In general, I left them, and face to face I come across that trinity in raincoats. Run late, froze, and they ask for the password. I don't know the password, I say for some reason the first words I come across (I don't remember which ones). To which they answer me: "You are in the children's building" and they show me in which direction.
I got the impression that the password itself is not needed, just by my answer (by behavior or other criteria) I was identified and classified. Relieved that no carnage was expected from their arrival. But there is a feeling that there will be changes.
I go where they showed me, I go into the building. And there is such a "own" atmosphere, a stronghold of earthlings. A lot of people, everyone knows why they are here, a sense of kinship. The knowledge that we were gathered here, a little rebellious spirit - as happens in a team when a boss is changed - everyone is tense, trying to comply, but inside they are waiting for the attention to them to subside in order to start pushing something of their own.
The organizing leaders are some fat aunts in yellow and black striped dresses (an echo of the hive). Headdresses of the type of a hoop are worn on the head, on them the semblance of "ears", like those of working individuals. It is not clear whether they are real or fake - to show loyalty to the aliens.
They immediately take me into circulation, they seem to begin to acquaint me with the order, but in my head the thought that I have to follow my mother. But they tell me - she is already here, she was born. And a mental video of cribs with babies. How they were born - no information. And such a clear confidence that one baby is my mother.
Then I immediately see her next to a fat girl of 6-7 years old, also in a striped dress. I know that this is her, she also knows and remembers me, but her manners are like a girl's. On the head is the same hoop. The feeling that her body is not entirely human, as if the soul was transplanted into a new body, as it is more convenient for them (the aliens).
I hold on to the thought - but how is it where I left it, I begin to break - to stay here with her and take care of her while it grows, or go to the big world to look for it. On this I wake up with a feeling of longing and loss. Half a day came to my senses.
Some kind of “splicing” of the worlds occurred, and the “outer” part (visible, tangible) began to correspond to their world to some extent, including the body. How the restructuring took place, the mechanism itself - I don't know. And the "inner" remained the same, it, in fact, did not belong to this world. So, if you try on the expression "put on a hologram", then it is probably fair. But from this it follows that holograms were originally with them and with us, as part of the world order. And she was replaced. That is, the WAY OF LIVING this life has changed.
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From an old post on the topic:
Sleep … we are standing with my brother on the balcony and suddenly a laser show begins, like this one:
… after that a huge holographic wave of blue-violet color rolls over us.
At the same time, it becomes clear that there is some very powerful source of energy above. We raise our heads, and we see about 10 plates flying at great speed, apparently this wave is being carried. I clearly remember the bright light on the bottoms - small plates have one ring each, large ones have 4 crossed rings, like our Olympic ones.
When a wave reaches us, it is as if we are drowning in it, overwhelming us completely, covering us. One person falls and freezes, a la Neo in the matrix when shooting. At the same time, a clear understanding comes: EVERYTHING! IT HAPPENED! AT LAST!!!
In a second, emotions are overwhelmed: resentment that they were not there before, but also joy at the same time. I wake up from emotions, but I understand that I was really there …
I heard this several times from different people in different versions, but I don't remember the details, unfortunately.
Have you had something similar? And if so, about when?
