I got all you motherlovers beat. Yesterday (the last time I slept) I had a dream within a dream. That's right. I had two dreams. Get outplayed single-dream scrubs.

I've had a dream within a dream 3 times this year, but this one might be my the most interesting one:

I had a dream-within-a-dream, that i was kept prisoner due a to special power i had. I was kept prisoner by a family who were also special powered beings (I'm not entirely sure why I was a prisoner), I could even taste, smell, feel, see, and hear nearly everything (some other stuffed happened in this dream, but it's mostly NSFW (eating a hot woman out)). I even woke up into another dream from that dream. And, as I was waking up from the one dream into the other, I began to have sleep paralysis. I could barely open my eyes (my vision was slightly blurry) and I couldn't move my body, but through struggling to open my eyes and the blurry vision, I saw a sign that was in a runic-eqsue language at first, then it went back to English and it said, "Anomaly detected. Defense measures have been activated. Evacute now to ensure total safety: 200 seconds until the point of no return." As this sign was flashing in blue light, there was also a blaring alarm sound (similar to the Silent Hill alarm). As I was experiencing sleep paralysis in my level 1 dream and the alarm was blaring, the room began to fill up with black water(similar consistency and touch as water) and I could feel it as it covered me while i was struggling to wake from my sleep paralysis. After i got submerged, I woke up in real life.

I think I went 2 levels deep and I was able to experience every sense, or close to it. I don't think I was quite able to lucid dream in the second level, but I could tell that I had woken up from the dream-within-a-dream and that I was struggling with sleep paralysis in the base level dream.

I just type out any intersting dreams that I have nowadays. Unfortunately, I've also had invasive dreams (more like nightmares) that have repeated at minimum once a year since I was 7 years old (sometimes multiple times a year) and I hate it. It's a deep nightmare about people I loved that passed away. Dreams can really fuck around with people's psyche (in my case, the unwanted reoccuring nightmare)