Ha nice. When I'm going through a WILD and hear the buzzing, it's generally more high pitched and less acoustic, and it stays at the same tone, doesn't go up and down like in that vid.
It's like when you're in a silent area and can only hear the tinnitus of your ear, turn that sound electronic and amplify it to jet engine levels and you get my version.
[QUOTE=Orkel;39507669]Ha nice. When I'm going through a WILD and hear the buzzing, it's generally more high pitched and less acoustic, and it stays at the same tone, doesn't go up and down like in that vid.
It's like when you're in a silent area and can only hear the tinnitus of your ear, turn that sound electronic and amplify it to jet engine levels and you get my version.[/QUOTE]
It going up is the reason I let go after a few seconds and never actually become in the dream. I must get my shit together and see what happens when it reaches climax. Maybe I will travel to ~another dimension~.
hooray for another lucid last night
A while ago I posted about how I started paxil and how I wanted to keep track of my dreams due to reports of intense lucid dreams. Instead, I didn't remember a single dream while on it, and it made me very suicidal, so I quit using it. Just an update :P
Last night I had a dream that I was in a non-euclidean apocalyptic wasteland that had a skyscraper in it that was Facepunch and a casino. It was cool
Also the other night I tried to WILD. After just sitting there for a while with a blank mind I hit that "thump" point, where you either don't notice it because your mind is already fuzzed out and ready to sleep, wakes you up because you're slightly awake, or you just power through it and start to drift off aware. I feel like it's some sort of anti-WILD mechanism in your brain, making you feel like your entire body convulses and shocking you awake if your brain isn't fuzzed out. Anyways I hit the thump point and saw was looked like a blue house/building in the distant darkness, but I hadn't actually been preparing myself so I got surprised, tried to keep calm, but lost it :/
Another lucid last night, that makes 3 nights in a row. Was in a large passenger plane, apparently attending a "class trip" of some sorts but it was compromised of dream characters, not any real class I've known. Became lucid there out of the blue, so it was a MILD. Jumped out of the plane before it (obviously) crashed, and I fell into a lake. Swam ashore, and basically chilled on the beach admiring the view for the lucid's duration.
I had a rather nice dream last night.
Unfortunately, didn't think to write it down but it involved doing things with my best friend.
One thing I do recall is us hugging, which isn't really possible given how far away we are.
I just had an odd, kind of hilarious experience.
Usually when you dream, you dream about stuff that happened recently, or media you watched / played / whatever. For the times when media influences your dreams, it usually [I]actually[/I] has something to do with the media, right? If you don't understand what I mean now, you will later. Let me give you two examples of dreams I had from the past few days first.
On Friday my sister came over to play Persona 4 for a while. That night, one of my dreams was about drawings or pieces of art that reflected your soul or true feelings, kind of like how the game is about one's true self. I got a quick sample drawing from a guy of what he thought I was like, and the drawing basically said "you're nice". Someone took the drawing, and later on I got a true drawing of my soul, which like the first one was quite colorful, but got darker towards the bottom. It basically said "you seem really nice, but you've secretly got some dark shit in your mind." Let me sum up the rest of the dream: "Oooh, 'I'm nice but I've got [I]a dark side[/I]'. Seems cheesy, stupid, and frankly untrue. Give me an example for why I should believe you, drawing." "You want to stab that guy over there." "Well, yeah, but he took my drawing! Am I [I]wrong[/I] for wanting to stab him?" Then God appeared and was all like "sure bro go stab him i got ur back" and then I beat the guy up with technicolor fists of justice or some anime shit like that. Because he took a little drawing someone gave me.
Yesterday, I took a nap in the middle of the day. I had been playing Guild Wars 2, and I ended up dreaming about taking down the dragon Jormag with the last group I did a dungeon with. The dream told me that 3 of the guys were gay black guys in real life, and one of them was deaf. These details were important because
Anyway we beat the dragon, but instead of getting a chest afterwards, we got teleported to a jumping puzzle we had to complete if we wanted our reward. If you fell off, you and your party got booted out and got nothing. If you did reach the chest at the end, it turned out that the jumping puzzle was timed and you got booted out just before being able to open the chest. We tried fighting the dragon multiple times, but never could get the chest at the end. I told my sister (in my dream) about it, and she told me that even [I]she[/I] got the chest. (She doesn't even [I]play[/I] Guild Wars! She keeps calling it 'Guilded Age'! Why the fuck would my dream let her be better than I am at it!?) It turns out that she only got a few pieces candy corn for defeating a world-destroying Elder Dragon, though, so I guess the chest wasn't actually all that important anyway.
Now, let me tell you what happened last night. Every once in a while, I'll wake up in the night but still be mostly dreaming, and I'll start acting out based on what I need to do from the dream. Usually (read: every single time) this translates to "strip to your underwear and wrap the blankets around yourself". Need to go up a spiral hill? Strip and wrap yourself in blankets. There's an army you need to fight? Strip and wrap yourself in blankets. Going on a trip tomorrow in real life? Listen to the fictional toy soldiers and strip and wrap yourself in blankets, wondering why the fuck driving across the state requires you to strip and wrap yourself in blankets.*
Anyway, this time was different. Last night I watched the first few episodes of an anime called 'Psycho-Pass', about cops in some cyberpunk-dystopian future. About two hours ago, I 'woke up' half-awake in bed, still somewhat dreaming. I was thinking to myself, "I'm the newest recruit of the CID, the Crime Investigation Department. I've only been here for a few days, and now it's time for my first assignment. It's my duty to do this as a police officer. It is time to act." I then got up out of bed, walked into the bathroom, and proceeded to burp, fart, piss, and diarrhea-shit out absolutely everything in my system.
Halfway through this, I thought to myself, "Hold on. I don't do this as a member of the force, but as a human being. One who needs to shit really badly."
What the hell does diarrhea have to do with cops with AI guns.
*Would this count as sleep-walking? I'm mostly dreaming, but partly conscious, and I am essentially in control of myself, even if I am acting out of dream logic and my subconscious.
I had lots of after and before sleep hallucinations but this one time was particularly crazy. It was about 11:00 and sun was shining through my windows, it looked really really bright and it covered whole room. Then I heard some nicely done mix of No Women No Cry and One Love by Marley. It was about 1-2 minute but it had intro and outro done really nicely, can't really remember how it was but I remember thinking to myself this sounds godly. Mid song some short body materialized in middle of room, I knew it as Bob Marley but it looked nothing like Bob. There were bunch of owls in my room and there were 2 Tarantino film type gangsters statues in suits standing in balcony with handguns. It was really wavy and walls were waving crazy. I had this sense of peace and calmness and it was really fun experience. It lasted for 2 minutes or 20 minutes, but for all I know it seemed like eternity. It slowly faded away and as soon as I could move it faded away completely.
Had a strange dream about some gangster. I saw him murder someone and he was trying to kill me to silence the witness. After some chase, he shot me in the shoulder and I fell down, faking death, and I survived. When he shot me, my shoulder felt an intense heat, there wasn't any pain but just this vibrating, hot feeling combined with the moisture of my own blood.
Also I found a handgun that I could reload through my hand. For some reason there was a hole in my hand, right next to the thumb, that I'd push bullets into. Felt really nasty.
I had a terrifying/epic sci-fi dream about this gigantic hole that appeared above the sky. It was just like a huge rip in space or wormhole or something. Through the hole there hovered a flippin Huge loudspeaker-like object. It seemed to be connected to so someone/something on the other end.
Cant remember much else other than towards the end of the dream everyone on earth had pretty much accepted that the world was gonna end pretty soon, Except me and my brother. We were pretty sceptical about the whole "giant outer space speaker system" thing and reckoned it was just some attention seeking troll
had my first experience with sleep paralysis (that I can remember) the other day. I was laying in a bed, and a narrator's voice said something about the bandaged woman. Suddenly, a woman covered in bloody bandages stumbled out of the closest and started to grab at me, but I couldn't move or scream, the only thing I could manage is a low moan. It was really unnerving.
I also had a pretty freaky dream last night that's been making me not want to sleep tonight.
Had a dream about sketches, one of them went like this. There was a rider and his horse, and the horse's front suddenly split in half like a cyborg and the head lifted up. William Tell was playing in the background. After that, the ass area also split up and an old style cannon popped out and fired at the road behind it.
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Then it switched to another sketch, where I was running up a hill and there was a floating hamburger at the top. And then I heard "I'm lovin' it!"
[editline]12th February 2013[/editline]
I also had another dream, where I was floating around in some kind of blocky world (no not minecraft). Was like a virtual scifi-ish place, the ground was composed of "digital" ground (like pixelated but 3d) and there were black holes all around the place, which when dived into, took you to another part of the world.
I dove into one of the black holes in the ground (accompanied by a high pitched buzz), and it took me to an underground area that was like a massive cave. People were living there like normal and trees were growing here and there. Really trippy dream overall.
Had a really freaky nightmare.
From what I remember, it started with my mum contacting me, asking if me and my stepdad could witch bed, because his was making his back ache. So I got over there, and oddly they lived in an apartment with a spiral staircase. So I got there, the staircase was really dark. On the wall outside the door to my parents apartment was a painting, of a woman with dark hair, on the wall opposite it a window.
I get in, and I'm not sure what happens in the apartment, other than seeing a person I REMEMBER, but... sort of not really. I remember the face, but I don't know this person.
But the part I remember oh so strongly was when we left the apartment, heading back down. the staircase my mum asks "Aren't you coming?", and I look back at the painting, seeing the eyes have gone pitch black with only a white circle in the middle, and the night light only barely lighting it. I look outside the window and I see a shady figure standing there. My ears started ringing and I felt panic.
I woke up, and instinctively hid under my covers.
Jesus H. Christ, fuck nightmares.
I love reading other peoples nightmares. It's incredibly fascinating but can unfortunately help fuel future nightmares.
My nightmares tend to consist of sudden power outages in either my house or unknown buildings.
Everything goes quiet and everyone who was around me disappears. I can barely see anything and flipping nearby light switches do nothing.
I have to aimlessly navigate my way to a fuse box in order to restore power so I can instantly be safe. I have to be quiet and make my way very slowly though since there is danger. Something incredibly scary and unknown is searching for me. I rarely succeed and I always get caught by it.
To this day I still don't know what it is.
Lucid dream last night. Was a WILD, visualized a beach and suddenly I felt the sand under me. I was there. First the as-usual four stories tall tsunami came in, but I rolled back time and used a jetpack to fly to higher ground before it had even arrived. Then I flew over the ocean and watched the previous tsunami wreck shit below me. Afterward, me and some guy were searching for a lost WW1 fighter plane in a jungle, we had to avoid traps 'n shit. Was pretty cool.
Okay, so I had this strange nightmare. I'm not sure if nightmares also count here, but there wasn't anything in the OP against it so I'll leave it here. It was pretty damn big so I'll put it in quotes, but I'll try and recount it all now so I don't forget it later.
[QUOTE]
So it started as a creepypasta. It described a game called Mist or Fog or something like that, an MMO made by a small studio that went bust shortly after making it. The game was set in an Eastern European country, sort of like in S.T.A.L.K.E.R, which was wrapped in this otherwordly pure white fog.
You're probably thinking Silent Hill now, and I don't blame you. If you've played an SH game, you know what kind of effect fog has on an atmosphere. You never really know what's around the next corner in the fog, or where the corner even is in the first place. It's an air of confusion and disarray and it makes you easy pickings for any monsters that might happen to be about. But here's the thing - there were none. I guess the game was meant to be strictly PvP, but, as I'm sure you've guessed by now, there weren't any players, either. Not one, across the whole planet. A totally dead world wrapped in this thick fucking fog, and not a single soul in it except the narrator.
I'm not sure if this is an actual creepypasta, and if it is I'd love to know. But the pasta isn't the important part - it's what came after.
Apparently the pasta was popular enough to warrant some guys defictionalizing it. As far as I can remember the game was pretty popular, popular enough to keep it from
dying like in the story. I seem to remember that it was sort of like Slender on that front, being pretty overused with the "omfg soo scary!~" facecam videos, despite the multiplayer basis and lack of any enemies to make memes out of or anything like that. But back to the game, and to my nightmare. It had a pretty rich and in depth story for an MMO, but beyond that I can't tell you much. I think it might have ran on Source engine because it used a lot of assets from Garry's Mod and Half-Life 2, but why and how you'd make an MMO with that I have no idea.
But I digress - you remember when I said that there weren't any enemies? Yeah, that wasn't exactly true. That was the thing that made this game so popular, you see - you would just be wandering around in this deserted, foggy Pripyat wasteland expecting to fight other people in a creepy but generally unique setting, and then something would lunge out from the fog to kill you just when you least expected it. Because of the fog you could never really tell what it was that had killed you, where it came from, how it attacked, nothing like that. I don't remember what happened once the secret broke out, but I think I only looked at the game's website at the height of the controversy.
I never played the game, and I don't really think I'd ever like to. At this point it became apparent that I was recounting this story to my brother, presumably from a pastebin pasta or something like that. I'm still unsure whether the game was real in my dream or if the pasta I was reading to him was totally fabricated, but I guess it doesn't matter in a nightmare. My brother went to bed, and I saw something scampering outside my room, something roughly human-sized. I looked out one of the cracks, and the details I've carried back from what I saw were vague. It was slim, almost skeletal. Its limbs were sharp but strangely flat, as if they were just thin slices of a metal ingot that had been sharpened. At this point it must have realized where I was, because it thrust its arms through the vertical cracks in my door. I think it might have made some sort of ungodly noise, but by this point everything was muted. I kept getting the impression that it was the monster from the game despite the lack of evidence, but you know that dreams don't tend to make sense.
At this point my brother must have heard me, because he ran in, apparently not seeing the monster on the way in. He saw me babbling about monsters and acting unstable, and said he'd go get me a glass of water and to try and calm down. I sat there waiting and trying not to panic, and I heard him calmly come back with my water. Then I heard smashing glass, and his walking turning into a run. He burst back in and slammed the door, and told me that it was on the ceiling.
Then I woke up.[/QUOTE]
I think I've been hitting the creepypasta way too hard.
[QUOTE=Orkel;39507669]Ha nice. When I'm going through a WILD and hear the buzzing, it's generally more high pitched and less acoustic, and it stays at the same tone, doesn't go up and down like in that vid.
It's like when you're in a silent area and can only hear the tinnitus of your ear, turn that sound electronic and amplify it to jet engine levels and you get my version.[/QUOTE]
I usually start hearing like weird whispers only in my right ear, and constant buzzing/ringing as well.
The sound hallucinations usually starts when I start feeling really heavy, and at that point it's hard to concentrate and then I get muscle spasms and it fucks everything up.
I once managed to see like little trails of colours moving though.
I have a question by the way, is a WILD lucid dream all that better? Do you feel it more when it's a WILD induced one?
I think I became lucid last night, though realizing it made me wake up. I had the weirdest dream too (I think I may need a new reality check).
In it, I had woken up several times because people were over, and I got fed up with and decided to just wake up and be up. So I got up, and began my normal morning routine, everything seemed normal enough. I walked into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and saw a really fucked up version of myself.
My left eye was on the side of my head, and low, about where my cheek is. The right was in the same position, though on the opposite side, and much higher up on my face. Both were completely dilated, and had this glossy grey look to them. Behind the mirror self, there was blood all over the place, and my mirror self had this smirk to his face.
After I ran out of the bathroom, screaming, I ran to my moms room and explained everything. She's like "Well, you must be dreaming then", so I tried my reality check (putting my finger to my palm), and it didn't go through, so I thought this must be real.
After a while of my mom acting really dumb, and insisting this was real because she had the same outcome with the reality check, I started pointing out bizarre observations. Such as our fence being knocked over. When I asked if it was real, she said "Oh yeah, no. The fence is real, but it isn't knocked over".
I think I realized I was dreaming, and finally lucid, but that caused me to wake up.
I just had my first lucid dream last night and it was crazy. It began with an infamous car theif who was currently a suspect for car theft. I had to enter his dreams inception-style in order to inspect his thoughts and determine his guilt. When I entered, there was a lush field full of wild grass and tall plants and trees. I don't think I can impress on you with words how unbelievably vivid and realistic this dream was. It was probably one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen as well. There were some streams and bridges, and cars of various makes and models were parked in a continuous snaking shape. Some were clean and some were rusted and there was extreme diversity in the color and type of the cars. I thought that it must be all the cars that the criminal had stolen. I wandered around for what felt like five minutes just looking at things. Again, it was all incredibly detailed, to the point where I was convinced that it was real. I suddenly realized that because it was a dream and I was aware of this, I could lucid dream. In the back of my mind, I knew it was a dream on multiple levels. I stopped walking and concentrated, then started flying and immediately got stuck between two branches of a tree. I blinked and I was awake in my bed. The transition was extremely disorienting.
After leaving this dream, I was the most impressed by the fact that nothing was fuzzy or dreamlike, the internal logic was consistent, there were no continuity errors, time worked at a steady rate, and nothing suddenly happened out of nowhere like in most dreams.
tldr; my first lucid dream, inception-style dream within dream and dream entering, extremely detailed forest with cars in it within the inner dream.
[QUOTE=Cl0cK;39618715]I usually start hearing like weird whispers only in my right ear, and constant buzzing/ringing as well.
The sound hallucinations usually starts when I start feeling really heavy, and at that point it's hard to concentrate and then I get muscle spasms and it fucks everything up.
I once managed to see like little trails of colours moving though.
I have a question by the way, is a WILD lucid dream all that better? Do you feel it more when it's a WILD induced one?[/QUOTE]
For me, WILDs don't give as good lucids as noticing "hey I'm dreaming" while in a dream, aka MILD. But WILDs are a lot more common for me, and sometimes they are extremely vivid too, just not as often as MILDs.
I'm rather lost as to where I should begin with lucid dreaming. I have been lucid before, once or twice, and I believe last night I knew I was in a dream, but I made myself wake up. Perhaps it was a nightmare.
I had perfect dream recall afterwards, so I think a journal is a good idea. I'll start one. From what I read in the OP, I should also start doing reality checks often, such as pinching my nose and trying to breathe.
I want to explore the inner workings of my mind and converse with my subconscious, but it seems hard to do. I feel like some sort of step-by-step guide would help a lot, but I know it's different for each person.
[QUOTE=Baboo00;39620649] I don't think I can impress on you with words how unbelievably vivid and realistic this dream was. It was probably one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen as well. [/QUOTE]
Nothing beats that feeling when you know it's not real, yet it feels almost realer than reality.
Had a super vivid lucid last night aswell.
I was on a field with some friends, was talking about random stuff etc. Quite normal, except for the fact that the field was full of snakes. I had to keep avoiding them, throwing them away etc. I asked one of the guys, "which country are we in?" and he answered, "Australia."
I said "Well I know which country I won't be travelling to, thanks to this dream"
And that sentence hit me like a hammer and made me become lucid instantly (MILD). I floated above the fields full of yellow flowers, next to the lakeside. I could see the waves gently come to the beach, the flowery fields waving in the slight wind. I swam across the lake, the water was warm and pleasant. I looked at an area about 2km away from there, and where in real life there's a little river, in this dream there was a huge castle. I looked at the detailed scenery, amazed at its perfection. I had a goal in this lucid but the scenery was so beautiful, vivid and sharp that I just forgot about the goal.
[editline]18th February 2013[/editline]
Strangely right after my previous reply. I wonder if Baboo's post triggered me into having one of these super vivid lucids.
Whenever I get ill and go to sleep, I wake up every 30 minutes or so, all of them are weird and keep going on when I fall asleep again, and when this happens a lot, I can't tell dream from realitie.
Should I be worried about this?
As for normal dreams, had this.
First of all, I was in some building. The area was like a flat auditorium, a large hall with chairs and a place for people to speak at. I was sitting there, fapping, when my grandmother appeared and told me to deliver a parcel to the "people downstairs". I reluctantly agreed, and walked to an elevator. Some girl also needed a ride down at the same time, so we took the elevator together. It was a strangely long elevator ride, we must have gone down a couple dozen floors atleast, even though the building I was in was 3 floors at max. I asked her about it, and she said it's heading for the morgue.
I didn't know there was a morgue in the building, and as the elevator finally stopped I walked out into a similarly sized central hall, but this one branched off into multiple rooms each with medical students witnessing an autopsy. I delivered my parcel to some dude.
I had to pay for it, but because it was an alternate reality my money was extremely strange. Instead of euros and cents, I paid in [I]fliegels[/I] and [I]noopas[/I].
[editline]18th February 2013[/editline]
[QUOTE=Kirbyfactor;39631266]Whenever I get ill and go to sleep, I wake up every 30 minutes or so, all of them are weird and keep going on when I fall asleep again, and when this happens a lot, I can't tell dream from realitie.
Should I be worried about this?[/QUOTE]
No, it's just the fever. Happens to me too.
Trying to get back into lucid dreaming, it's so hard for me to do when it's not the summer.
you know if we can keep board up until May, it'll have been on FP for three straight years
geeze.
[editline]19th February 2013[/editline]
and yeah, lucid just doesn't happen for me for like nine months out of the year. i have to wake up too early every day.
I need to get back into the habit of writing in my dream journal again. Last time I did it I was able to recognise that I was dreaming and became lucid for a second before I woke up. I stopped writing after that for some reason...
Not sure if I should spend a lot of time on it when I have school to focus on, but it's partially the reason for why I want to lucid dream.
Usually, I need a previous dream to be able to jump into a lucid dream. Since I just started up about 2 weeks ago, I've finally had a dream that I can record into my dream journal. Now I'm 1 step closer to becoming lucid. I tried using the ones from last summer but they're just so vague.
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