My last final is tomorrow and then I'm leaving Saturday for a three month vacation. I'll try to continue posting semi-regularly, and in August or so I'll write Mk. II.
In the meantime, sweet dreams. :toot:
Does that ping pong ball thing really work?
I had A pretty cool dream and I can remember it pretty well too.
To start out I was walking around in a hellish rundown abandoned city with a group of three people. We eventually come to this crosswalk were everything was burning. We walk inside a building and start to
loot everything from it, eventually we finish looting the building and I walk back to the to the crosswalk were we had set up a camp. I look up to the sky and see skyscraper and suddenly an explosion happens and thick black smoke pours into the sky. The skyscraper starts to fall down
throwing debris everywhere. Then I wake up.
I've always wanted to Lucid Dream. I've looked it up a bit before, but this thread definitely has proven more informative than any other. I'm going to try WILD tonight, and if I fuck that up I'll try going MILD tonight also. It's arrogant to assume or push it all tonight, but hey, it's worth a try.
I'm just worried at some point I'm going to conjure up the things I thought of at the "don't ask your subconscious your greatest fear" bit. I didn't think of much, but if I accidentally conjure that I'm not sleeping anymore. AH well, gotta keep positive, keep on with it. Seems to be how a lot of this is initiated, willpower.
One last bit though, WILD just requires sleep, right? Don't have to be in a particular position or anything, I'm assuming?
[QUOTE=Lol Steve;22545946]I've always wanted to Lucid Dream. I've looked it up a bit before, but this thread definitely has proven more informative than any other. I'm going to try WILD tonight, and if I fuck that up I'll try going MILD tonight also. It's arrogant to assume or push it all tonight, but hey, it's worth a try.
I'm just worried at some point I'm going to conjure up the things I thought of at the "don't ask your subconscious your greatest fear" bit. I didn't think of much, but if I accidentally conjure that I'm not sleeping anymore. AH well, gotta keep positive, keep on with it. Seems to be how a lot of this is initiated, willpower.
One last bit though, WILD just requires sleep, right? Don't have to be in a particular position or anything, I'm assuming?[/QUOTE]
Ask your subconscious some random questions and post what it reply's.
I had sleep paralysis a few weeks ago. I was hallucinating random shapes. My vision was alternating quickly between light and dark, and I saw a figure in the stereotypical shape of a ghost hovering over me. It scared the living shit out of me and I never, ever want it to happen again
[QUOTE=Sir Tristan;22546352]I had sleep paralysis a few weeks ago. I was hallucinating random shapes. My vision was alternating quickly between light and dark, and I saw a figure in the stereotypical shape of a ghost hovering over me. It scared the living shit out of me and I never, ever want it to happen again[/QUOTE]
Once I saw bugs crawling everywhere when I had sleep paralysis.
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;22522949]:frog:[/QUOTE]
I tried posting an image, and i didnt work, so i't smashed ctrl+v some more.
god damn edit buttons like not updating my post.
I think SP's are only scary if you don't know what it is. My friend from school recently told me she couldn't move when she woke up and she was freaking shit. I explained it to her. It doesn't phase me when it happens, and it rarely does.
whenever I'm falling in my dreams I summon some sort of "in-game?" menu and "press" (for lack of better words) disconnect then I wake up
I play video games too much
I dunno what the fuck happened but I dreamt my friend Kat was in my room as a silhouette packing stuff in a bag talking about how she was leaving for somewhere.
When I woke up my room looked exactly like the dream and I was unable to move for about 30 minutes to 1 hour.
I've had sleep paralysis a few times, but it never really bothered me.
I mean, I've seen some crazy stuff while under SP, but it didn't freak me out. I noticed that I couldn't move and instantly realized that everything I was seeing (which normally is a person standing in my doorway that walks up next to me in bed) is just a hallucination, so I didn't freak out about it or anything like that.
If anything, I enjoy it. It's pretty interesting.
I achieved lucid dreaming once, but I guess that I was conscious so much and so constantly that I became mentally exhausted and ached for lazy sit-back dreams. (btw, I was controlling my dreams too) Has anyone else experienced that mental exhaustion before?
I had a lucid part to the very end of my dream, which usually gets fuzzier and more reverb...y until I wake up. Deciding that I couldn't do much else, I decided to use the reverb effect to do the vocal part of Halo 1's main menu. I thought it was hilarious when I woke up.
You speak about seeing strange humanoids and stuff walk up to your bed. Well, if you just close your eyes, then you can't see the,m right?
I'm assuming I'm wrong but can someone explain why you can't stop all the weird stuff from happening in the room just by closing your eyes?
I don't get how sleep paralysis works. Do you only hallucinate whatevers in your frame of view? so if your blanket is in the way while you have SP, you will only see black?
Hrm, I had an.... interesting attempt with my WILD and MILD attempts last night. I hadn't counted on something to keep me up, which proved useful; my old, improperly set clock on the other side of the room. It has the classic seconds-hand click, so if I drifted too much I could focus on it and time my counting, or make it go off-beat as to focus further. I actually think I got somewhere. I got extremely excited as I recognized a definite strange, dreamlike feeling. My heart pumped furiously when I recognized that, amidst my counting (Which I paused about every 50 to 100 counts for about 30 seconds to still imagine going up stairs while saying things to the effect of "I'm going to lucid dream. I will recognize it's a dream. I'm not going to fall asleep normally"), there were now colours to meet the original dots I see often when I sleep.
Eventually, my heart went wild when everything blacked out; not in a way like "Oh dumbass that's your eyelids", but a... rich perhaps? sort of darkness that I could feel wasn't just my room darkening or something physical. I was on the cusp of WILD lucidity, and I knew it because in the corner of my eye I saw a little bit of blue, as if on the edge of a silhouette. I couldn't focus on it, always on the corner of my eye, and it disappeared after like 10 seconds. A reason I knew I hadn't just fallen asleep (Quite contradictory, really) was the feeling in my body. Just as the dark came, I had a certain feeling I knew from times I realized it was a dream, or a dreamlike state or start. I felt light, as if I was sick or hungry or something, or at least that's the conscious feeling I equate it to. I was nearly there, but... I honestly don't know. I kept focusing on going up the stairs, counting them, saying my motto, but I must have become unfocused at some point and fallen asleep. Sad, really. However....
I only had one dream last night. Well, two, and at least they were all I remembered. They continued each other, and they were boring, boring dreams. MILD had worked, or perhaps my subconscious had employed some strange subterfuge and attempted to trick me to believing I had gone lucid to shut me up (He's a vindictive, rank bastard. Sort of scared to try and conjure him up). As I had stated, they followed into each other, or perhaps I'm remembering one and breaking it up into to, though it definitely felt there was space between them.
In these dreams was a definite clarity I hadn't experienced before in a dream, coupled with that same dream-feeling as during my attempt with WILD. My dreams usually, if remembered or "consciously" observed (I realize it's a dream at times but still have no control), have a sort of greyish-brown haze or dotting at the edges, which I've always associated with what I now know is my early hypnagogic imagery. It was nearly a false-start sort of thing, but wasn't. I had woken in my bed, and in that aspect I suppose it was. However, I got up and just... knew it was my room, but in a dream. The clutter was too clean for once, and it seemed objects were missing. The light from the window over my bed wasn't "working" correctly. The shadows caused by my blinds were imprecise, with something more just a lit pocket than any true lighting or shadowing, and it seemed somehow off in timing, as if it was much brighter or later in the day out there than in my room. Nevertheless, I recognized it as a dream and said my previously impromptu mantra once more. I had clarity, with rich colors around me, and I knew it was a dream. However, I moved rather sluggishly, and while mostly clear there was still a sort of haze over everything, as if to tell me "go back to sleep". I trudged on in my weighted feeling, reaching the door before I awoke.
The second dream, or perhaps the later stage of it, featured a warped form of my living room. To illustrate (And as I don't feel like describing it), here's a bird's eye view picture.
[img]http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/3835/34518239.png[/img]
This is, of course, as rough as possible, and only includes that room and the objects and such I need. My house is larger than that, and doesn't have a complete lack of furniture, which was noted in the dream. Everything seemed to be there, I just didn't feel like drawing it. Anyways, where the red arrow points off to is a small hallway. This leads to one of the bathrooms, a guest room, a hall closet, and finally my room. This is where I come from in this second dream. The square with the burnt orange dot and broken edges is the kitchen, which I looked into during the dream. It was neither lit by the artificial light nor was it dark; it was lit with sunlight, which is impossible considering it's inside the house and not at a wall. The oval is the dining room table, also noted (Had to dodge around it during the dream to get to the next room, just like in reality!). The gray X is simply the other side of my house, which I didn't want to draw and which didn't appear during the dream.
Finally is the room marked with the green arrow. This is the family room. I didn't draw the walls, no point to. It's a fairly large extension to the house, and a nice room. Of course, it's an extension to a house with outer walls of concrete. It has a very thick, cold archway where the wall was cut out, and has a very nice aesthetic to it. Serves as a very defining gateway.
Now, to the second dream. After the original I had woken from, I came back in about the same spot, but it was much hazier than it was before. I had begun to realize it was a dream and the world started to clear up as I turned the handle to my door and stepped into the living room. I walked out, and it was.... strange. The lighting in my room had signified like 8 or 9 in the morning, while here the blinds were either perfectly shut or it was about 4 or 5 in the morning. The lamps were on, and lit the room perfectly. I was facing the bulk of my living room as I came out.
The strange part was when I turned to the kitchen. As I mentioned in the description, it was lit by sunlight, which was off both in that it's not on the outer wall and it entirely disagreed with the stage of day in the rest of the room. I then looked to that defining archway, and my family room was gone. In its place was grass, starting at the edge of the carpet, and a glade filled with short to mid-sized trees. It seemed strangely lit, as if it was indoors and lit like at dusk or dawn. However, the trees seemed slightly unaffected, still bright as ever (On a side note, the trees reminded me definitely of Oblivion, I think through their color and shape). A strange conundrum indeed. I immediately recognized this all as a dream at that point. Everything got clear, and I gained again that dreamlike feel.
At this point, it felt like I was fighting myself in a manner, or at least my dreams. I had achieved a definite lucidity, but it was still rather "blurry" if anything. I looked at my hands, perhaps attempting a reality check. I stayed in one place, between the dining room table, the one in the living room, and the entrance to the kitchen. I went back and forth through that hypnagogic haze and my blurred clarity. It felt like a fight for the lucidity I had already achieved. Eventually, I lost the feeling and faded away. I feel like the dream ended there.
So... yeah. First attempt had some interesting results. I just realized the particularly verbose nature of this post, and i apologize deeply. I just wanted to document it and document it well before I forgot it, and I tend to write in a loquacious, grandiose way. SO that's about it. If the writing's sloppy I apologize, but please bear in mind that this was written [I]directly after[/I] I woke up. I know, I ran to Facepunch about it, but considering this is where I got the ideas and the methods I think it was appropriate. I've been up for about the past hour and a half, and I've just been writing this. That's about it.
I want lucid dreaming but I have only been trying for about 5 days.
My ex girlfriend had this dream where she hit the ground and never woke up, she just layed there dead
[QUOTE=Nightmare Agony;22556989]My ex girlfriend had this dream where she hit the ground and never woke up, she just layed there dead[/QUOTE]
Wait. In the dream? Did she like really die?
I have the feeling that if I had had a lucid dream (which I have still been unable to do) before reading this thread, I could have flown without a problem. But now I probably won't be able to because I have been told It's hard.
It is hard to post on Facepunch. Don't let things bother you like that. If you know you can, you will.
I achieved lucid dreaming last night. After having read this thread, to be honest, I was pretty freaked out, but I thought "meh, what the hell, I'll brave my innermost fears and consciousness and attempt to achieve lucidity", and so I did.
As I was falling asleep, I tried to do the stair counting thing, but to no avail. I remember nothing between falling asleep and entering my dream. All I remember is, I was sitting at a chair in a tiny room with white walls. There was a lamp above my head and a light switch on the far wall. I think by this time I had already achieved lucidity, given that my first reaction was to go flick the light switch. I did, but nothing happened. My next reaction was, considering I definitely knew it was a lucid dream by then (considering that, in my dream this was my goal), I attempted to change my surroundings. I tried to remove the roof only to expose open sky and fly around, but it didn't work. Instead, a door appeared on the wall farthest from me. I tried walking toward it, but the closer toward it that I got, the more the room stretched out, and the farther away the door got. So, I focused on removing the room entirely. This was successful, I ended up in a grassy field with giant tulips and very large bees buzzing around. I began to jump around, but suddenly all of the happy grassy bright sunny field disappeared, and was replaced by a dank dark prison cell. I was sitting on a metal bench and I heard footsteps. I thought for sure it was going to be someone who would let me out. I looked at the cell door and a silhouette appeared. He walked into the room and a light shone on his face, and I realized that it was me. It was my subconscious. He sat down and said greeted me, although for some reason I don't remember what he said in any instance, including this one. I asked him a few questions along these lines. "What is your name" "Why are you here" "*third question that I don't remember*" "Will I ever get married" "Will it be a happy marriage" "will I ever amount to anything" "when and where will I die"
again, I don't remember what my subconscious said in any instance all that I remember is whether my reaction to his answers were positive or negative. The positive feeling was a light, butterfly feeling. The only negative reaction that I had to any question was "when and where will I die". His answer to that question, which I don't remember, gave me a very dark, fearful feeling. Finally I asked "What is my worst fear"
at this point, he stood up, walked toward me, the closer he got the more and more afraid I became. As he stood right next to me, the horrible feeling of fear was incredibly intense, I felt like screaming but restrained myself because I was so afraid. This reply, I DO remember. He looked at me in the eyes and I felt a sudden relief, all of my fear and anxiety went away and he laughed and said "it has already passed"
then I woke up
[QUOTE=MaverickIB;22549762]I've had sleep paralysis a few times, but it never really bothered me.
I mean, I've seen some crazy stuff while under SP, but it didn't freak me out. I noticed that I couldn't move and instantly realized that everything I was seeing (which normally is a person standing in my doorway that walks up next to me in bed) is just a hallucination, so I didn't freak out about it or anything like that.
If anything, I enjoy it. It's pretty interesting.[/QUOTE]
I had it once. I wouldn't call it enjoyable but it isn't the worst thing in the world. People make it out to be a lot worse than it is.
by the way, none of that fear was a dark, painful, torturing kind of fear. It was more like anxiety, stress... it is the kind of fear you get when you know something bad is going to happen
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[QUOTE=Dark Link;22559482]I had it once. I wouldn't call it enjoyable but it isn't the worst thing in the world. People make it out to be a lot worse than it is.[/QUOTE]
whenever I have SP and something like that happens to me, I am always very, very, very scared for whatever reason. I think my SP experiences are among the most scary I've ever had
My SP experiences aren't really scary or terrifying but they do keep me on edge as I ALWAYS feel like I'm being watched. Nothing ever happens though, and I never see anything because my eyes are closed (aside from closed eye hallucinations of course).
So tristan your WILD attempt failed but you ended up having a DILD?
Last week, i had my first lucid sleep by falling asleep on the sofa, i remember putting my hand in front of my face and seeing that i had more fingers. After this i couldn't remember anything, but all i know is that i had a false awakening and i put my hand infront of my face to find out i had more fingers and i don't remember anything after that, i think it was a lucid dream.
I've been trying MILD for the past couple of weeks, i've just drifted off to sleep; i've been repeating this over and over again:
I will become Lucid,
I will remember my dreams
Because i'm saying, "i will remember my dreams - i remember my fucked up dreams. Such as this person who stares at me all the time (long story) - in my dream, the person turned around to stare at me and was cross-eyed
[QUOTE=Conscript;22560444]My SP experiences aren't really scary or terrifying but they do keep me on edge as I ALWAYS feel like I'm being watched. Nothing ever happens though, and I never see anything because my eyes are closed (aside from closed eye hallucinations of course).
So tristan your WILD attempt failed but you ended up having a WILD?[/QUOTE]
yep
I had my first SP experience last night. Overall, it was enjoyable. It made my body feel very good, and I didn't really get bad hallucinations, just vague and abstract shapes. Although I did worry a little when my eyes started moving rapidly, that felt weird. The dream that came afterwards was awesome.
I was in a virtual reality game. It wasn't any in particular, just a generic FPS with 10 difficulty levels attached to a "physical" difficulty slider. Me, wanting to see how hard it could get slid it to 10. The door to the game slid open and I realized I had no weapons, but there were many bosslike monsters with heavy weapons that were about twice my height. There was also plenty of metal crates for cover. I dodge a hail of lasers from the guy closest to me, and find a bent metal pipe near my position. I quickly start running between lots of cover and weaving through the bosses, letting their friendly fire kill most of them. There were 3 left, although only one was the boss. The other two were flying metallic turrets which I decided not to bother with, so I lured the boss, which was out of ammo, to the starting room. He had his own length of metal pipe too I quickly discovered, and we had a long battle until I decided to simply steal his pipe after he swung it down and missed me for the umpteenth time. I dual wielded my pipes and then proceeded to bludgeon him to death. Then a group of people wanting to play came in and we all started to coop at the same difficulty. Then I woke up.
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