This morning I had the most vivid lucid dream series of my life. It was so vivid and powerful that I could not leave. Instead of fighting for lucidity like normal, I had to fight to wake up. Has anyone experienced this before? My dream journal read as follows:

I am in a pretty cave with two older couples, Sequoya, and their dogs. The dogs are penned in a foot deep pool of water for some reason. Two huskies, Cody, and two poodles; one of which is brain dead. In old man with a water tub shushes us as he thinks he hears something. Gives the dream a sketchy tone of Ukraine. We walk outside and my Buick is covered in dew. I touch it and begin to become lucid, but am awoken by my girl friend.

I drift back to sleep and experience sleep paralysis and HH. I experience thousands of pounds on my chest, and popping sounds in my ears. almost panic but stay calm and drift into a dream fully lucid. I am in a living room in front of a shuttered entertainment system shelf. The walls are a fruity green and I can tell that the climate is warm and humid. I walk down tiled stairs, through the screen door, and out to the street. I am in what seems to be a tropical island community. Two businessmen are arguing as they pull golf clubs behind them. I begin to lose the lucidity so I spin and all goes dark.

I see blotches that look like a woman's face, and then the dream pops in. I'm a porn camera man and a woman is pleasuring herself. As she climaxes she farts super loudly and I burst out laughing. I realize the bedroom is connected to the green living room. My vision fades then comes to, and I am once again in the green living room. I begin to think I may be dead, or trapped in the dream realm. I walk out and see the two golfers arguing. I take a left into the Cul-de-sac of the community. There is a gorgeous garden surrounding a fountain. The houses are all brightly painted modern pueblos, like you'd find at an expensive tropical resort. The flowers are vibrant and glowing, the sun powerful and warm, the weather perfect. I contemplate the notion that I am dead, and decide that if this is heaven then I can be content. As I feel a flower a song grows inside of me and I sing a made up Broadway-esque song I call "If this is heaven". At the climax note I spread my arms and spiral off the ground and begin flying for as long as I hold the note. I land and people clap, but something feels wrong.

I am getting worried now, despite the beauty, so I try to wake myself up. I force my eyes open to find myself yet again in the green room. I force my eyes open again and I am on my bed, heavily intoxicated with limbs nearly impossible to move. I try to scream to my girlfriend but my body will not budge. I finally manage to scream "Wake me up!" but she pitifully replies that she too is stuck. Finally I gasp awake and know its real life.

For about half an hour after, I was terrified of being sucked back into the green room. Reality has seemed kind of thin today and I just was wondering if anyone has experienced this as well?