[QUOTE=Nick895;22949069]Well, I basically only just became a member mainly because of this thread, because I have a few things I want to ask you, or other people who know what they're talking about.
First off, any other hints or a more details explanation of how to lucid dream?
Also, is Sleep Paralysis definite, or does it only happen occasionally?
That's about all, I'll get back to you guys if I succeed at this.[/QUOTE]
There really aren't hints I can give that I haven't already given. Have you read the whole thread? I know it'll suck, but any question you have has been answered somewhere.
It depends on the person, really. It happens when you wake up while still in REM, so if you follow through, it won't happen.
"if you follow through"? Sorry, newbie question i guess. SP scares the crap outta me, its the only thing thats stopping me from trying a WILD
[QUOTE=kenji;22949138]"if you follow through"? Sorry, newbie question i guess. SP scares the crap outta me, its the only thing thats stopping me from trying a WILD[/QUOTE]
I phrased that wrong. What I meant was that generally if you LD throughout REM and not wake up halfway through it, it's unlikely you'll go into SP. Even if you do, though, it's really not THAT bad.
I once had a dream I was lying to the police. What does this means. plus I was once a policeman when I was back serving national service
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I often had sleep paralysis when I was too exhausted
Last night I had a dream that's been in the same category as my dreams for the last week, and it's starting to worry me.
I'm laying on my bed in the dark, right? One of my female friends, a short, cute asian girl, is suddenly like. Straddling me. And then the following conversation occurred.
Girl: Hey, Matt. Can you help me out?
Me: Um. ...why are you here, exactly?
Her: Isn't it obvious? I just got out of surgery, and I know you're a doctor, so you can help.
*Note: I am not a doctor, but I want to be.*
Me: What surgery did you just get out of?
Her: I got my boobs bigger.
At this point, I notice several things. One, she's wearing an outfit that looks like what Natalie Portman wore in the cool battle scene in Attack of the Clones. Two, her boobs do, in fact, look bigger. And flawless. Also, she's got a scar going from the tip of her right hand, up her arm, down her shoulder, under her chest, and then across to the bottom of her left foot.
Me: ...
Her: -giggle-
Me: Wait, did you say bigger...*as i say this, her boobs get bigger*...or smaller? *boobs get smaller*
Her: Bigger. *noticeably bigger* Everyone's doing it.
At this point, several other female friends walk in wearing the same outfit, but I can't see their faces. They crowd around us.
Her: Anyway...so I need your help.
I notice that along her scar she has really really small staples holding it shut.
Her: ...I need you to get rid of these for me. -points to staple-
Me: But your friends are holding down my arms.
Her: -smile- I know.
:tinfoil:
She then attempted to force me to remove staples covering her body with my mouth. I refused, and the rest of the dream is rather fuzzy. I was motorboated at one point, and the only other thing I remember is the very distinct feeling of fingering a girl, but I don't know who the subject of it was.
I keep having dreams like this, and it's scaring me.
That's fucking intesne. ^ But...heh. I don't know what to tell you. Maybe you are afraid about becoming a doctor?
Gentlemen, I have returned from the grave!
[QUOTE=Pedro the Fuzzy;22954179]That's fucking intesne. ^ But...heh. I don't know what to tell you. Maybe you are afraid about becoming a doctor?[/QUOTE]
I'm more scared that I secretly want to bone my female friends.
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;22951711]
Me: Wait, did you say bigger...*as i say this, her boobs get bigger*...or smaller? *boobs get smaller*[/QUOTE]
This fucked me up I can't describe how.
Dude, you seriously need to do some psychodelic music creation.
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;22954760]I'm more scared that I secretly want to bone my female friends.[/QUOTE]
Hey, atleast you don't secretly want to bone your male friends.
Alright, this is killing me. I've been trying to have just a decent, non-lucid dream for a while because I haven't really remembered a dream for a few years.
Is there anything I can do besides telling myself that I'm going to dream and keeping a dream journal (the journal doesn't really help if I don't have anything to write in it)?
I haven't been able to get into lucid state for a month now. I've been able to do it before but suddenly, I can't. What the fuck just happened? I also remember my dreams almost crystal clear now.
[QUOTE=supreme7;22955537]This fucked me up I can't describe how.
Dude, you seriously need to do some psychodelic music creation.[/QUOTE]
...what?
@jake no idea. It happens, though.
[QUOTE=solid_jake;22956812]I haven't been able to get into lucid state for a month now. I've been able to do it before but suddenly, I can't. What the fuck just happened? I also remember my dreams almost crystal clear now.[/QUOTE]
That must suck, I kinda take my lucid dreaming for granted.
Saw a sad dream, I was at a mafia palace in Italy, then our gang got killed by another gang and I was the only survivor. They kept me at gunpoint a bit, interrogated me and then shot me in the head (my "last words" were "don't") and everything went black, I felt the bullet tear through my brain and I could feel my corpse fall to the ground. I can't quite describe the feeling, but it felt strangely peaceful yet sad. As I slowly opened my eyes, I found myself flying above the clouds onto a small floating island, and the island's ground was made of whipped cream. There was a clown living there, and he told me that my funeral was already done and that my mother had bought me a new suit and tie to be buried with. And then I started crying from the realization of death and how sad my family must have been and woke up with a lot of tears running down my face. Had to go to the bathroom to blow my nose. Took me a while to get back to sleep after that.
I guess this balances the immensely happy dream that I saw a few days (nights) ago.
[QUOTE=PeanutTHENINJA;22961575]That must suck, I kinda take my lucid dreaming for granted.[/QUOTE]
I spent an hour doing my usual meditation and rituals to get into the state, and it just doesn't work. :sigh:
:( well don't worry, you'll be fine eventually.
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;22968499]:( well don't worry, you'll be fine eventually.[/QUOTE]
I doubt it, he probably has brain cancer.
Okay, well, I've read the OP a few times now and a few other posts here and there about it and I am ecstatic over the idea of trying out lucid dreaming but I have a few questions. Mostly based around me being too scared of what my subconcious could conjure up while I am in the SP state.
So:
1) Will SP always happen when I go lucid? To be more specific, will I wake up into SP and start shitting myself from fear, or will SP only happen as I try to go into a LD from WILD or any of the other techniques?
2) Assuming I wanted to try and achieve lucidty ASAP, which technique would be best? Of these, which might risk awakening to SP?
3) Off the topic of SP, will my subconcious always take on the form it desires? I read elsewhere about someone's subconcious always being Agent Smith, will mine be like this too?
4) How much control do I have over my subconcious? If I ask it not to show me my greatest fear until <x> amount of time has passed, will it obey?
Okay, I think that about covers my questions. I really want to try this out but I fear what my mind may try to do to me...
Also, please excuse any grammatical / spelling errors, posting from an Ipod at 4am is trying on one's posting ability.
I also forgot a few questions, sorry if they've been answered but I don't have much time to read through the whole thread at the moment...
Are lucid dreams long or short, or does is vary on the person, and is there a sense of time? For example, can I think "I've been dreaming for X minutes now."
If you ask your subconscious what your biggest fear is, can you get out of it somehow?
And lastly, can I forget my lucid dreams, or because I realized that I was in control, will I have more chance of remembering?
Thank you again.
I just keep having this recurring dream where I am running through a maze where there is a dull blue light barely enough to see, there are these four legged black creatures which somewhat remember humans.
They have piercing yellow eyes and huge grins.
I end up sprinting for hours through the maze, holding my arm which always has a huge gash which has blood pouring out of this wound, yet I feel no pain.
Every time I get cornered by a swarm of these creatures, the pounce of me, I feel their sharps claws digging into me. One sits of my chest and raise one of it's claws and as it comes racing down it wake up in a cold sweat.
I don't sleep much anymore.
I've noticed, if i try a MILD my dream recall is pretty cool when i do it, its pretty selective.
Anyone seen inglorious basterds? was the cinema scene from that, i was on the ground floor with a projector, shame it didnt occur to me i was sat in a room full of Nazi's while holding a projector at ground level.. oh well!
I'm going to try a WILD i think, really need to talk to my subconcious. that and Zinayzen's dreams of moterboating convinces me further.
I haven't been able to do this since during the summer my sleep schedule gets all fucked up :frown:
I had the strangest dream last night, and I wasn't sure if it meant anything.
I was in a theater room (With all the seats and stuff) with my best guy friend and my best girl friend. My lady friend went away for some reason, and I was talking to my guy friend about this chick I really like. For some reason I was saying she moved away, and then he said I killed her and started laughing. I chuckled, but then I was horrified for a moment before my lady friend came back. There was nobody else in the theater and we were standing on the stairs that led to higher seats. I can't remember what happened after this, although I remember something about popcorn with too much butter, and the movie starting but me not being able to hear it so I panicked.
Oh Sleep Master, I ask thee, does this dream mean anything? Or was it just a dream and nothing more?
[QUOTE=darkavenger;22973577]Okay, well, I've read the OP a few times now and a few other posts here and there about it and I am ecstatic over the idea of trying out lucid dreaming but I have a few questions. Mostly based around me being too scared of what my subconcious could conjure up while I am in the SP state.
So:
1) Will SP always happen when I go lucid? To be more specific, will I wake up into SP and start shitting myself from fear, or will SP only happen as I try to go into a LD from WILD or any of the other techniques?
2) Assuming I wanted to try and achieve lucidty ASAP, which technique would be best? Of these, which might risk awakening to SP?
3) Off the topic of SP, will my subconcious always take on the form it desires? I read elsewhere about someone's subconcious always being Agent Smith, will mine be like this too?
4) How much control do I have over my subconcious? If I ask it not to show me my greatest fear until <x> amount of time has passed, will it obey?
Okay, I think that about covers my questions. I really want to try this out but I fear what my mind may try to do to me...
Also, please excuse any grammatical / spelling errors, posting from an Ipod at 4am is trying on one's posting ability.[/QUOTE]
1) SP really isn't that big of a deal, and it happens regardless of if you try to avoid it. It's a necessary sacrifice. It's really not that bad, though. don't worry about it.
2) MILD, for someone of your level. WILD is better, but waaaaay harder.
3) MY sub always looks like Smith. You can tell it to look like whatever it wants, which is what I did. you can make it look like whatever you want, though. In pure form it looks like a purple cloud.
4) It won't do anything unless you tell it to, so don't worry about the fear thing. Even if you accidentally ask it to show you your fear, just yell at it to stop and it'll stop. You ultimately have control.
[QUOTE=Nick895;22974255]I also forgot a few questions, sorry if they've been answered but I don't have much time to read through the whole thread at the moment...
Are lucid dreams long or short, or does is vary on the person, and is there a sense of time? For example, can I think "I've been dreaming for X minutes now."
If you ask your subconscious what your biggest fear is, can you get out of it somehow?
And lastly, can I forget my lucid dreams, or because I realized that I was in control, will I have more chance of remembering?
Thank you again.[/QUOTE]
Depends. REM cycles only last for 15 minutes, but dreams don't occur in real time. My record is 3 months, but it's incredibly hard to do and the techniques involved are rather...advanced.
Yeah, see above.
Generally, controlling an LD makes you remember it easier, yes. I still remember my first one, clear as day.
[QUOTE=Grim Joker;22976131]I had the strangest dream last night, and I wasn't sure if it meant anything.
I was in a theater room (With all the seats and stuff) with my best guy friend and my best girl friend. My lady friend went away for some reason, and I was talking to my guy friend about this chick I really like. For some reason I was saying she moved away, and then he said I killed her and started laughing. I chuckled, but then I was horrified for a moment before my lady friend came back. There was nobody else in the theater and we were standing on the stairs that led to higher seats. I can't remember what happened after this, although I remember something about popcorn with too much butter, and the movie starting but me not being able to hear it so I panicked.
Oh Sleep Master, I ask thee, does this dream mean anything? Or was it just a dream and nothing more?[/QUOTE]
I'm not really good with analyzing dreams, there are other people here better suited for that. I'll let them answer. But most likely it's just a fucked up dream, brains have those A LOT.
Right then,
This being my first time attempting an LD, I decided to try the MILD approach.
I did a relaxation technique, repeating my mantra, I found that I couldn't move. After I while i started tingling all over my body, then felt an intense euphoria as I felt like i was being lifted into the air.
I somewhat frequently did RC's, all of which showed me that I wasn't asleep.
Was that SP?
[QUOTE=ayaki;22976777]Right then,
This being my first time attempting an LD, I decided to try the MILD approach.
I did a relaxation technique, repeating my mantra, I found that I couldn't move. After I while i started tingling all over my body, then felt an intense euphoria as I felt like i was being lifted into the air.
I somewhat frequently did RC's, all of which showed me that I wasn't asleep.
Was that SP?[/QUOTE]
Technically, it was, but not the kind that people are constantly worried about. You were starting to WILD, actually. Next time don't interrupt it and just let it follow through, and you'll be lucid instantly.
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;22977863]Technically, it was, but not the kind that people are constantly worried about. You were starting to WILD, actually. Next time don't interrupt it and just let it follow through, and you'll be lucid instantly.[/QUOTE]
Is going straight into a WILD on the first try uncommon?
Without the whole waking up in the middle of the night part?
I'm gonna try MILD see if it gives me anything
Oh god.
Pretty much just woke up from a nightmare. It's the first time I remember my dreams so vividly. (I also remember 2 of them, but they're related, so I don't know whether to treat them as one or two dreams).
Anyhow, I noted them down. Here it goes.
[QUOTE][U][I][B]1st dream:[/B][/I][/U] Not much remembered.
I remember a subway station (with a new, constant-loading lane, which I commented about how the Chinese had a better system), me being with my dad and my little sister in front of it. Then the oldest friend I have (close friend of mine) turns up, dressed as how I recall him most: a thin green cotton vest (with a tartan pattern) kept open over a thick gray T-shirt, a pair of barely used jeans, and black shoes. I think he mentions something along the lines of a raise in salary (note that I'm unsure if he works), and that with it he bought two things he always wanted, both green.
We head in the subway station (without my dad or sister), I remember getting yelled at by the security (I don't remember why, though, probably because of the next segment), then last I remember of this dream, we're walking in the subway tunnel (it looked like the depots, though. To have an idea of how the subway trains looked, look up Montreal's subway). Then there's blank, and next dream kicks in.
[U][I][B]2nd dream:[/B][/I][/U] I wake up in a country-style house (which I would describe as a mix of my before-last house (yes I do move often, roughly every 4 years), my current apartment and a very old wood cabin (Colonization-era style, all with chipped painting, grayed and used-up wood everywhere. Come to think of it, it looks like most wood was in the state the old steps of the stairs of my current apartment was, with similar paint too), yelling.
Yelling because I was wrestling with a Cerberus labrador. In the dark. I was wearing a hunter's sweater (I think... I am pretty sure it was a red and black tartan-pattern blouse with the sleeves rolled up to nearly the shoulders, making somewhat a t-shirt) and a set of "ski-doos" (stuffed winter overalls for snow activity), plus I think white socks. My mom finally arrives, and as soon as she does, the Cerberus disappears, leaving me thrashing and yelling around. She tries to tell me to shut up, deliberately (note that usually my mom is VERY soft and would NEVER say such a thing), but I kept protesting, saying "No! The baby is going to be possessed! I'M GOING TO BE POSSESSED!". These complaints were answered by my mom with "Shut up for god's sake!", which calmed me down.
I remember it being winter. My mom says to get up now and go help my dad (don't remember for what, though), so I head out in the shed-like area at the back of the house (also note, I had for some reason a small yet direct access to the aforementioned subway station in my backyard). So I help him... chuck wood? I don't know.
The next thing I remember is seeing the same friend from the first dream coming up the aforementioned subway access through the window, I was bent over something grabbing it, my dad in a similar position next to me. My friend was wearing a three-eyed "Get out" frog suit. I remember mumbling "What the heck..." before heading out the door to meet him, where he waves at me.
My dad and my little sister follow me outside. I go greet him, and he says "This is one of the two things I bought with that increase. Let me go fetch my second one, a friend should have dropped it nearby.". He heads out the backyard's gate.
It's at this moment that I notice the scenary that was my backyard: it looked a bit like a piece of field stereotypical of these "russian" farms scenes: mostly barren yet soft land, one thin dead tree, completely overcast sky. My backyard was still pretty huge; bigger than anything I remember having for a backyard. So, after a while, a green, battered (yet still whole) derby car with a steel hull or something (by that I mean that over the frame, which I don't know out of what it was made, it was thin steel plates (Might have been aluminium, I don't know for sure, I know it was metal though) instead of that cheap plastic they use on cars today, typical to me for derby cars), my friend driving it with the clothes he had in the previous dream. He started messing up the barren backyard (softening up the ground).
My current building owner pops out the 2nd floor window (which was missing it's glass, I remember the house being in a similar state as inside, and it was a "shared house"; it was one house, but the walls were shared along with my neighbors, making a long wall all across the horizon, different kinds of fences (although mostly chain fence) separating everyone's backyards from the others, not unlike my before-last home), and sees this. She starts a speech: "Aw come on guys! I was like a mother to you! (I answered "Oh, much more than that...") I housed you for 12 years! (I correct her, saying it was only four) Oh alright, SINCE you were 12 years (Note this is correct. I was in this apartment since I was 12. Moving out in 2 days), stop being picky." She heads back in, mumbling something along the lines of "Ungrateful bastards" in the process, which causes my dad to turn around in disbelief and with a "What a fucking bitch!"-saying look.
It's only then that I notice a spot of snow against the house that started turning deep purple, with a lava pattern underneath. I yell "EVERYONE INSIDE!" while I hurry inside myself. I trip on the two steps that lead to the balcony that leads inside, but I don't get up, instead crawling inside. For some reason, the shed-like area wasn't there (or at least I didn't go through it); it was a tiny hall instead, in which there was a bit more snow. I noticed more of the same pattern in a corner (which I now identify as most probably some sort of fungi as it spread, also due to the following events), taking a door to my right. I notice my overalls swelling rapidly, taking on again the same pattern (at which point I "panic without panicking; the 'dream' me started screaming and overall panicking but I did not feel panicked).
I rush to the bathroom; by the time I get there, my hair was already well-infected. It felt slightly stingy on the skin, much like a very mild acid. Remembering I had not showered after getting up, I attempt rinsing the fungi in my hair off; the whole spot hit with water fell off, revealing my bald head in the mirror. The fungi grew over the spot rather quickly. My eyelids started being infected, nearly shutting them, but I manage to force them open only with their force (I am still looking in the mirror), and I only see my eyes for a second before a thick, black, tarlike liquid starts pouring out (note that it doesn't even hinder my sight so I get to see it all).
Seeing this, I head out and just across the hall to say my dying goodbyes to my family. My dad and little sister were in the room across (which, oddly enough, all directions kept, was roughly at the same place from the bathroom as my current room is). I tell him my farewells; he was already well decomposed, being a living skeleton up to the neck (It wasn't a normal skeleton either; the ribs were sharp angles instead of much round, and it was vvery dark purple, with a bright yellow silk filling the hollows). My sister was nearly out of my sight, but she seemed similarly infected up to the waist. I spot my friend (which was the only thing not infected in this dream) before the fear starts building up and I wake up.
Although it wasn't fear that woke me up; I feel like I forced myself out of sleep, or at least something (Thinking perhaps my subconscious) kicked me out of it before the fear could get too intense.[/QUOTE]
You know, before this dream I was pretty damn curious about asking my worst fears to my sub-conscious in a lucid dream. I think that can wait a long, LONG time now :ohdear:
Do you think it means anything though?
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