Lucid-schizo-dreamer

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Watching tv with other people. Some famous reporter, sided by two other tv personalities are sitting behind a table, in what appears to be a hotel room, decorated with antique tiles and vintage wallpaper. But something is weird and I realize they are balancing to the sides at a certain cadence. I say they seem to be on a train and indeed they explain they are doing a special emission from an old train. They show a little bit more of their surroundings and then announce some guest who comes in from another wagon. I say the train should be called the lusitano express as in orient express but from Portugal.
I go to the toilet and then go with dad to some movie festival. The film we go see is playing at a small cinema in a mall. My dad acts weird when we get there and then he whispers that I have peed my pants. I feel embarrassed, but hide it with my shoulder bag. So I go all the way down to the basement, where the restrooms are. I clean up the best I can and then we go watch the movie. It's a documentary about this poor simple man with some mental problems who is a good christian and does nice things. But then it shifts and he is acting strange, gathering certain items secretly. Then he goes into some neighborhood with buildings that look like my mom's apartment building,but a bit more recent and upgraded. We don't understand what he is doing until flames erupt around the base of a couple buildings and he runs away. Some people in the buildings notice the flames or the burnt smell and warn all the residents, who manage to get out. Some are fighting the fire the way they can, with buckets of water, blankets, etc. The firefighters arrive and they control the fire, but there is considerable damage to some apartments, especially on ground floor. Then we notice the residents are all middle eastern refugees and we watch as they start talking to each other, offering support. Some older man learns that a younger man from Syria has been going through difficulties and says he does not eat breakfast as he can't afford all meals. The older man is outraged and says out loud to everyone else that this can't be and that the other man should have asked for their help and they would have helped him have breakfast everyday. It is so heartwarming to see their sense of community in contrast with the hate of the other guy we thought was a good person at first. Then the documentary shifts to scenes from the kind man when he was still in his country. There is a scene in which he improvises a raft to go to a small bank of land in the middle of a river, looking for something in the middle of rubble and trash. Turns out it was a kitty who was crying in pain, looking pretty bad, with burns and lack of hair throughout the body. He rescues her and brings her along. The kitty is now beautiful and pampered. I am about to cry but I hold my tears.
Then some jerk sitting to my right side, starts complaining out loud about his feet hurting, because of his shoes and he seems annoyed the film didn't end already as he needs some relief. I feel like yelling "just take your shoes off" but I keep calm and ignore. The problem is that random dudes from nearby rows and seats also start making comments about the length of the film and expressing sympathy for the hurt feet guy and it's becoming too disruptive. Fortunately someone shushes most of them. I just need to turn to a guy to my left who says no one has the right to shush him in a free country. I tell him to shut up. Meanwhile the movie ends and lights are back on and the guy seems like he wants to apologize to me, which makes me let down the guard. But then he tries to hug and kiss me as if that's ok and I push him back. He insists on kissing me so I defend myself by making him trip backwards to the ground. But the guy is very tall and his head and neck hit the armrest of a seat and he almost breaks his neck. I feel deeply concerned by his well being but don't show weakness and pretend it was on purpose. I say "that's your punishment and if you don't start respecting women and other people in general, next time I'll really kill you."

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Arriving at mom's. It's late night, dark, suddenly a light flashes in the sky and I see a UFO disappearing. Then another just passing in the other direction. It curves and comes park right where I am. But it turns out to be a man in a flying sports car. He sees me, says 'oh, you saw me', pretending to be surprised, but I smell bull.
Then we hear someone else coming. He wants to leave, but his car has some problem and doesn't fly, can only move on the ground. He freaks out, is becoming restful and lets out that he is actually an alien in a ship pretending to be a man and that he is being chased. He is scared and clearly not a threat so I help him. I suggest to leave the car/ship and escape uphill where we can try to hide in some guy's bar, but it doesn't work, the guy kicks us out of the bar. So we go down a dark road into the woods. And we are followed by a bunch of dogs and cute puppies.
We find a place to take cover and we talk all night long, we bond. In the morning I lead him to a house while we figure what to do. But a lot of people come to this house and get busy with cleanings. Before we leave I see a lot of food in the kitchen and I fill a bag for me and my friend to take. Someone sees me and says that's not for trash, but to be distributed to someone like homeless people, so I feel bad and put back some of it, but keep one bag with me, because we are hungry. Then we leave.
There is a pool outside. I need to pee, try to find some place behind some bushes, but these guys cleaning the house see me and scare me and I almost fall inside the pool.