I was adamently told to try to remember half of this. It was a bunch of lucid dreams.
First, I recall these two beings standing behind me, but I always talked to one, don't even remember really the second one. This one had a scary aura, whenver I talked to it I felt afraid, and it was male. Everytime I stepped into its aura I was afraid, and felt taken over and overpowered.
He r*ped me multiple times, let's just make it simple.
I remember a sort of internment camp, that was kind of patches of plain with grass, stormy skies, and bordered by those common metal fences you see. I rememeber being rushed in their by other kids my age, one was even smiling for some reason. I was completely lucid for all of this. I have never had a lucid dream in probably a year or more, and I never remembered this much, or experienced so much. I remember the kids working with me, we were doing something. I have no idea what, I feel like this may have been blurred out from our experience so we weren't alarmed. I was aware (or sensed) or saw, that a female presence was overseeing this entire space whereever in the dreamstates/astral world this occured. I remember I was walked / half flying over the corner of the internment camp place, along the side of the fences to the left, which became wooden sometimes and you werent able to see through. I rememebr flying over or leaping up onto a lookout area ahead. I don't know what I did there. Maybe get r*ped again. I remember going back to the entrance of this place, and I remember meeting the person who had the scary aura on the way back, and he was then r*ping me. I saw him, he was like a giant barbarian but he felt very tall, slightly fat but not really, thick brown hair, big brown beard, maybe he had a club or big stick/staff. I can feel him smile at me now in an malicious way, I am sickened by it. He was slightly alien, or maybe he was just another kind of creature found in earth somewhere, maybe among the negative fae, I have no clue. I've met strange creatures before who exist in other dimensions on this earth that look unusual.
Then after I left that dream, I sort of woke. No, oh my god, I remember something bigger, before what I just told you. I was in a spirit council in the spirit world somewhere, with a great number of spirits all having a tense discussion about something. I was floating, present for it, in the middle of it. I heard a strong male voice from somewhere to my left, upper levels. They may have had the council about me (I will get into that later...) and they may have been all consciously monitoring my thoughts as I was lucid for this. (My thoughts tend to veer into destructive/chaotic things/actions against my will. I don't know why). When I eventually had a intrusive chaotic thought pop up, I remember maybe I was woken up because I wasn't allowed to be there anymore. I don't know.
But anyway, that was before I went to this internment type camp for young adults and teenagers like myself.
When I woke up from the internment camp, I went back to sleep into another lucid dream right away, I didn't really even wake up from the previous one actually I don't think. I immedietly was taken to another space, it was a blank, plain space in front of my eyes, but I could tell, I don't know, like I was looking into the eyes of someone powerful, and I automatically knew it was the god Zeus and he was communicating to me not in words but it was like claircognitive communication, through knowings. It was a quick exchange, and powerful. I was then taken to a space of his own, it looked greek to be honest, but maybe not, I can't really tell. I was guided by an invisible someone, maybe it was Zeus, into going under this river running it's course down a hill, and to sleep. I woke up quickly, feeling completly cleaned and renewed but my thoughts still same, troubling. But we were going somewhere else, I could tell he was strongly concerned. (Over the months of march and since a lot of gods have come to me, like Poseidon, Apollo, maybe Sekhmet, Anubis. I never communicated with them, but I appreciated them making themselves known to me that they were there for me). My view shifted and we were all (I was suddenly aware of a bunch of souls with me, along with Zeus in the front) back at the entrance to the internment camp, which was sort of just like a box cut out of nothingness into this space of somethingness. It was practical, not aesthetically pleasing really, just plain and purposeful... whatever that purpose was... I have a feeling it was just.. not good.
We were all at the entrance, and Zeus was at the front, at first we could see noone, it was empty, but when he shifted the whole place in this space through the entrance, like it was spun on an axel to another side of it, their was activity, people there, I don't know who, hidden intentionally I think, definitely the ones running it. Then, we were behind the corner of the entrance to one of the grass patches, and there was as male at a wooden table inside of this grass patch, we were all behind the fence of it, looking in. I don;'t think he noticed us at first. Then suddenly, Zeus rushed in through there. He seemed to have taken charge and gone in first, the rest of the souls followed but not right at his heels. One who was right next to me, not yet moving, asked me or told me something. I don't know what it was. He seemed simply happy in a sort of naive? way, maybe I shouldn't say that. Learning, we are all learning. Zeus was concerned for the teenagers and young adults who were being put to work here, but he was not concerned for his safety in that he couldnt handle himself. He seemed confident and fearless, or rather that there was nothing to fear in this situation for him at all. Or maybe he had worked through fear altogethor and was fearless as as soul. It wouldn't surprise me, being a god and all. But after that soul next to me spoke to me, I said sort of without meaning to, "I don't want to be here." and left. Then I woke up, immediately, remembering all of it. A fae voice said, "Remember half of it." adament to me, but I had immediately before that gotten a vision of a music album, assumably to listen to, and I didn't feel like typing it all down yet. I felt lazy, or maybe just too tired. I went on Etsy though, to look for a Zeus statue, I thought maybe remembering Zeus throughout all that would be enough.
I just, this was right out of bed so I apologize for the rapid and maybe uncomprehendable sentences I may have written. I just have never experienced anything so vivid and something that felt so profound. It was my first time having a lucid dream and I was experiencing the world of the astral planes on earth for the first time. Like I said, I haven't had a lucid dream in maybe a year? Or more? It's just crazy. Now an explosion of this activity, and it's not very great, I am just glad it ended well. My interpretations may have been incorrect about some terms, I am currently reading Dolores Cannons book and she explains that earth is seperated in the astral dimension by three levels there. The lower, middle and upper astral. I felt like the spirit council was in the upper astral plane, and whatever was happening with the internment camps, honestly I dont know, it just felt like it was hidden in its own sort of pocket of space. I assumed it was astral because I assumed thats where dreams take place? I do not know. People always say you go somewhere while you are sleeping... I guess I realize that now. Jesus.
First, I recall these two beings standing behind me, but I always talked to one, don't even remember really the second one. This one had a scary aura, whenver I talked to it I felt afraid, and it was male. Everytime I stepped into its aura I was afraid, and felt taken over and overpowered.
He r*ped me multiple times, let's just make it simple.
I remember a sort of internment camp, that was kind of patches of plain with grass, stormy skies, and bordered by those common metal fences you see. I rememeber being rushed in their by other kids my age, one was even smiling for some reason. I was completely lucid for all of this. I have never had a lucid dream in probably a year or more, and I never remembered this much, or experienced so much. I remember the kids working with me, we were doing something. I have no idea what, I feel like this may have been blurred out from our experience so we weren't alarmed. I was aware (or sensed) or saw, that a female presence was overseeing this entire space whereever in the dreamstates/astral world this occured. I remember I was walked / half flying over the corner of the internment camp place, along the side of the fences to the left, which became wooden sometimes and you werent able to see through. I rememebr flying over or leaping up onto a lookout area ahead. I don't know what I did there. Maybe get r*ped again. I remember going back to the entrance of this place, and I remember meeting the person who had the scary aura on the way back, and he was then r*ping me. I saw him, he was like a giant barbarian but he felt very tall, slightly fat but not really, thick brown hair, big brown beard, maybe he had a club or big stick/staff. I can feel him smile at me now in an malicious way, I am sickened by it. He was slightly alien, or maybe he was just another kind of creature found in earth somewhere, maybe among the negative fae, I have no clue. I've met strange creatures before who exist in other dimensions on this earth that look unusual.
Then after I left that dream, I sort of woke. No, oh my god, I remember something bigger, before what I just told you. I was in a spirit council in the spirit world somewhere, with a great number of spirits all having a tense discussion about something. I was floating, present for it, in the middle of it. I heard a strong male voice from somewhere to my left, upper levels. They may have had the council about me (I will get into that later...) and they may have been all consciously monitoring my thoughts as I was lucid for this. (My thoughts tend to veer into destructive/chaotic things/actions against my will. I don't know why). When I eventually had a intrusive chaotic thought pop up, I remember maybe I was woken up because I wasn't allowed to be there anymore. I don't know.
But anyway, that was before I went to this internment type camp for young adults and teenagers like myself.
When I woke up from the internment camp, I went back to sleep into another lucid dream right away, I didn't really even wake up from the previous one actually I don't think. I immedietly was taken to another space, it was a blank, plain space in front of my eyes, but I could tell, I don't know, like I was looking into the eyes of someone powerful, and I automatically knew it was the god Zeus and he was communicating to me not in words but it was like claircognitive communication, through knowings. It was a quick exchange, and powerful. I was then taken to a space of his own, it looked greek to be honest, but maybe not, I can't really tell. I was guided by an invisible someone, maybe it was Zeus, into going under this river running it's course down a hill, and to sleep. I woke up quickly, feeling completly cleaned and renewed but my thoughts still same, troubling. But we were going somewhere else, I could tell he was strongly concerned. (Over the months of march and since a lot of gods have come to me, like Poseidon, Apollo, maybe Sekhmet, Anubis. I never communicated with them, but I appreciated them making themselves known to me that they were there for me). My view shifted and we were all (I was suddenly aware of a bunch of souls with me, along with Zeus in the front) back at the entrance to the internment camp, which was sort of just like a box cut out of nothingness into this space of somethingness. It was practical, not aesthetically pleasing really, just plain and purposeful... whatever that purpose was... I have a feeling it was just.. not good.
We were all at the entrance, and Zeus was at the front, at first we could see noone, it was empty, but when he shifted the whole place in this space through the entrance, like it was spun on an axel to another side of it, their was activity, people there, I don't know who, hidden intentionally I think, definitely the ones running it. Then, we were behind the corner of the entrance to one of the grass patches, and there was as male at a wooden table inside of this grass patch, we were all behind the fence of it, looking in. I don;'t think he noticed us at first. Then suddenly, Zeus rushed in through there. He seemed to have taken charge and gone in first, the rest of the souls followed but not right at his heels. One who was right next to me, not yet moving, asked me or told me something. I don't know what it was. He seemed simply happy in a sort of naive? way, maybe I shouldn't say that. Learning, we are all learning. Zeus was concerned for the teenagers and young adults who were being put to work here, but he was not concerned for his safety in that he couldnt handle himself. He seemed confident and fearless, or rather that there was nothing to fear in this situation for him at all. Or maybe he had worked through fear altogethor and was fearless as as soul. It wouldn't surprise me, being a god and all. But after that soul next to me spoke to me, I said sort of without meaning to, "I don't want to be here." and left. Then I woke up, immediately, remembering all of it. A fae voice said, "Remember half of it." adament to me, but I had immediately before that gotten a vision of a music album, assumably to listen to, and I didn't feel like typing it all down yet. I felt lazy, or maybe just too tired. I went on Etsy though, to look for a Zeus statue, I thought maybe remembering Zeus throughout all that would be enough.
I just, this was right out of bed so I apologize for the rapid and maybe uncomprehendable sentences I may have written. I just have never experienced anything so vivid and something that felt so profound. It was my first time having a lucid dream and I was experiencing the world of the astral planes on earth for the first time. Like I said, I haven't had a lucid dream in maybe a year? Or more? It's just crazy. Now an explosion of this activity, and it's not very great, I am just glad it ended well. My interpretations may have been incorrect about some terms, I am currently reading Dolores Cannons book and she explains that earth is seperated in the astral dimension by three levels there. The lower, middle and upper astral. I felt like the spirit council was in the upper astral plane, and whatever was happening with the internment camps, honestly I dont know, it just felt like it was hidden in its own sort of pocket of space. I assumed it was astral because I assumed thats where dreams take place? I do not know. People always say you go somewhere while you are sleeping... I guess I realize that now. Jesus.
If it doesn't, 'oh well
With much 
I think after that dream, if ever any more dreams like that come about where I am so lucid, I will definitely think about changing the dream to a positive outcome like you say, if something negative is going on in it.