Sleep and Dreams Megathread - General

How did it go when you guys went deeper? I went deeper with my subconscious and it was like a god damn adventure. I had to go into a sleep 10 GOD DAMN TIMES before I reached the roots. I will say, though, that it was really fun and the final "stage" was pretty awesome [editline]12:02PM[/editline] I may type the entry up if you guys want me to. [editline]12:31PM[/editline] Just because this is a sleep and dreams megathread doesn't mean the thread should be asleep

By deeper you do mean dream within a dream right? Only started reading about your layer adventures.

Yes that's what I mean. My subconscious says she could get me to the roots of her thinking if I went far enough in.

Lemme actually master Lucid Dreaming first and I'll try too :p Feeling knackered tonight ready to try. Not going to try the counting this time, I forget and just fall asleep. I'll just let my mind wander etc.

I'm gonna type the story up

I dont think I'm normal I can remember most dreams that have happened in the last 4 weeks and can but cant lucid dream. I can do what ever the fuck I want in a dream but I can never tell im in a dream actually after watching inception I now know that if I don't know how I got to the area in the dream then I am dreaming so I'm normal :D but scary thing is I never saw inception do I have dreaming super powers?

[QUOTE=solid_jakeV2;24270714]My subconscious says [b]she could get me to the roots of her[/b] thinking [b]if I went far enough in.[/b][/QUOTE] :quagmire:

Damnit I only just got half way done and I have to go. I guess I'll post it when I Get back

[QUOTE=fear me;24272348]:quagmire:[/QUOTE] [img]http://www2.pictures.zimbio.com/fp/Leonardo+DiCaprio+Ellen+Page+Set+Inception+gMrTLw3spBal.jpg[/img] "That's one hell of a subconscious you've got there Cobb"

Ellen Page was in Juno too.

Well, gonna go to sleep. Going to set my 'pod to 4 hours from now, and then it's c-wild time! I'll post results. Got the duck alarm on tho. Is gonna be a fun dream then, if I dream and don't wake up from my alarm.

hey would listening to music make you more conscicious?

[QUOTE=solid_jakeV2;24269374]How did it go when you guys went deeper? I went deeper with my subconscious and it was like a god damn adventure. I had to go into a sleep 10 GOD DAMN TIMES before I reached the roots. I will say, though, that it was really fun and the final "stage" was pretty awesome [editline]12:02PM[/editline] I may type the entry up if you guys want me to. [editline]12:31PM[/editline] Just because this is a sleep and dreams megathread doesn't mean the thread should be asleep[/QUOTE] Post it please. [editline]04:54PM[/editline] [QUOTE=Zinayzen;24268260]Go to sleep earlier, eat a snack before you sleep. If you want to WILD without losing sleep, don't set your alarm, just try to WILD directly into sleep. It's harder, but it's probably your best bet.[/QUOTE] Is there a substitute for that toast+banana snack you recommended? I don't like banana's very much. Although, I may grow into them if it's for the sake of lucid dreaming.

Any sort of food that's rich in Vitamin B6 and B12 should do the trick.

[QUOTE=solid_jakeV2;24256753]This is becoming creepy. WE'RE TALKING ABOUT DREAMS HERE PEOPLE NOT SEX OKAY?[/QUOTE] Well we'll just dream about having sex with your subconscious who appears to look like Ellen Page but isn't. It's that simple!

[quote=Dream Journal]Today I had a very long dream, possibly longer than a week, I'm not completely sure. It started on the beach. I was in the water and by the looks of it I was drowning. My feet weren't working and I was trying to keep myself afloat using my hands. Suddenly, I'm pulled down. And I fell, in the water, gasping for air. I thought I was about to die. Suddenly, a hand goes into the water and grabs mine. There was a boat above me and I was being pulled on it. It was my subconscious. I realized there I was dreaming, so I rubbed my hands together to keep myself from waking up. My legs started working immediatly on the boat. "What's up buddy" she said greeting me with a hug. I was still gasping for air. "It's okay take your time" she said patting me on the back. I took in a lot of water as I was drowning so I was coughing it up everywhere. "I need your help" I said to her. "What with?" she replied. "I need you to help me go deeper" I said "no that isn't a sex joke." She put a smirk on her face. "I can help you at most go into the roots of MY thinking, if that's what you mean by deeper." she said. "I don't think you want to go through the boring sleeping parts though." she said dipping her hand in the water. "Are you sure you want to do this? You may not like what you see in some cases." I nodded. "Positive." She sighed, but put a smile on her face. "This is gonna be fun." She took out a syringe similar to the adredaline shot in l4d2. "This'll only pinch for a second" and she stuck it in my neck. Everything faded to black and I was about to embark on a long journey through myself. Stage 1 : I was in my hotel room on my bed. In sleep paralysis. The monsters around me were staring. I calmed myself down telling myself I would regain control of my body soon, but something didn't seem right. One of the monsters took their hands and put it on my leg and scratched down on it. I felt it, and it hurt. Now I was panicing. I had yet to realize I was dreaming when my subconscious came out, shot, and killed all of them. The bodies were on my legs and I regained control of my body as I realized I was dreaming. "What in gods name just happened." I said to her. "I'm not sure, but you got a nasty cut from those things." she said looking at the cut. She took a bandage and started wrapping it around my leg. "That should prevent you from waking up." she said looking around. "Where exactly do we have to go?" I asked her. "Well, we have to find a safe place to fall asleep again." she said looking out the balcony window. "I think one of the rooms in the hotel should work." We walked through the hotel hallways. It looked exactly like my resort. "Ah here" she said looking at the door of another room. "This should do the trick." she took a key card that was completely white and put it in the lock. The door opened and inside was black tiling with a single bed in the center. There was a case on the bed. "What's in the case." I asked her. "Another one of the syringe things I used on you earlier." she replied, opening it. "What exactly is it, though." she undid the cap and stuck it into my neck. Another fade to black. Stage 2 : I was walking in an amusement park at night. I was alone, looking around. I spotted a house of mirrors and walked inside of it. The hallway was narrow. On the other side of the hallway was my subconscious, at which point on sight I realized I was dreaming. She wore a black dress and had a black star painted on one of her eyes. I rubbed my hands together as usual. "You don't have to do that" she said "you won't wake up." She looked at the actual entrance of the mirrors. She put a look of fear on her face. "Okay this is very important" she said "As we pass through this you have to look me in the eyes at all times okay? Just focus on my eyes I can navigate us." I was confused. "Why's that?" I asked. "Well, these aren't your funky color mirrors, they're the scary ones." she said. "Ready?" I nodded. She put her hands on my shoulder and I did to hers. I stared into her eyes as she took us around the obstacles. At one point I saw a tear drop from her eye. I wasn't sure what was going on but I didn't want to know if she had a reaction like that. "Conversation helps.." I said sympathetically. She choked up. "I hope to god you don't look at the mirrors." she said. "I'm sure we're almost done though." I said reassuring her. I was right. A few minutes later we were out of the maze and there was the next case. I undid the cap and stuck it into my neck. Fade to black. Stage 3 : I was walking in a large grass feild. The sun was shining and everything was nice. I saw all my previous girlfriends standing together waving hello at me. I walked over to them and was stopped by my subconscious. She was wearing a silk dress and a bamboo type hat. She looked alarmed. "You don't want to go to them." she said. "why not?" I asked "they seem perfectly normal." She turned around and looked at them. "They aren't what they seem." she started walking towards them. "I thought you said I shouldn't go to them?" I yelled to her. "Yeah I did, not without me" she yelled back. I ran to her. The girls seemed nice, they didn't say a single word. They were touching my face, pulling me to them. "Get off of him you tramps." my subconscious said aggresively. "What the hell?" I asked her. "they aren't doing anything harmful." One of the girl pushed me down on the grass and sat on top of me. "Oh no." my subconscious said. Suddenly the sky became cloudy and thunder rolled in. These seemingly nice girls turned into demonic people. My subconscious shot the one holding me down off of me and I ran up, panicing. "Why the hell did that happen" I looked at her "did you do that?" I asked. "No, I didn't, you did." she said back to me. "I knew this was going to turn bad when I saw the mirrors, you seem to be in a cloudy state of mind" she said reloading her pistol. "There isn't any turning back now is there though?" I asked her. She nodded. "You're unsure of things in reality and now it's coming to bite us." she said. She grabbed my hand and started walking us away from the now hissing girls. The sky cleared up again. Under a tree was the next case. She ran up to it and injected it into my neck. Stage 4 : I immediatly knew I was dreaming on this one. The lights were all off and I was in a hospital. It looked abandoned, not a single person there. My subconscious came out of the door in front of me, this time dressed like a nurse. “Why do your clothes keep changing” I looked at mine “I seem to have the same thing I came in with?” She responded “Naturally, I’m supposed to blend in as much as I can with your dream so you don’t realize who I am or that something is unusual.” She looked around worried. “I don’t like the feel of this place.” She was right, this place looked prone to nightmares. “Maybe you should actually arm me instead of keeping all the guns to yourself.” I said to her. She looked down and reached for something in her pocket. It was a staff, retractable and both sides had blades. “Simple enough to use, press the button to pull out the blades.” She looked beyond the door. “I’d give you a gun but sometimes they don’t work for you” she pulled me to her “let’s go.” I gripped the handle of the staff tight, and I was freaking out at the sheer darkness of the area. Suddenly, laughter. Children’s laughter. She pulled me closer. “That’s never a good thing” I said. “Nothing here is a good thing” she responded in a shakey tone. And then, unexpectedly, the lights turned on. All around us were decomposed bodies. The smell was ghastly. I vomited. She pat me on the back. “There should be an elevator in this hallway somewhere” she said “the safest place to go is the roof right now, so the case should be there.” “You mean to tell me you don’t know?” I said panicing. “Well, not really. You don’t either. I didn’t design this.” She replied. “But, I thought these were YOUR roots?” I said back. We were moving to the end of the hallway. “We’re not at MY roots yet, we have a long way to go through yours fir-” she was cut off when I was pulled back and slid into the pile of bodies. One of the monsters from my sleep paralysis were standing on top of me, screaming ear bleeding noise. It jumped on me and with it’s long, razor sharp nails, tried and rip my face off. With one hand I held it back, the other, reaching for the staff. When I finally got the staff I extended one end of it straight through the face of the monster. It seemed to have died. I retracted the end out of it’s face. “Nice reaction there.” She said pulling me up. Suddenly multiple screams were heard. As if a horde was approaching. “We need to get to the elevator.” She said. We ran to the elevator and closed the doors. We heard scratching on the other side. “Okay, just a general tip, elevators in abandoned hospitals with monsters outside are usually not good.” I said to her. “Oh I’m sorry, did you want to take the stairs and have a chance that more of them are going to come at us?” she replied angrily. “Atleast in an elevator we have a moment to think and set up.” I tried to turn the staff into a fire sword of some sort, didn’t work. “Why can’t I alter things?” I asked her. The elevator was 2 stops from the roof. “You need to concentrate a lot to do the slightest thing.” She told me. One stop left. “Get ready.” She said. I extended both ends of the staff. The elevator stopped and the door opened. Nothing. The sky above the hospital was red, with dark ash clouds above us. “This place looks like hell” I said looking around. “Hell would be a lot worse.” She said. The case was at the otherside of the roof. She opened it up and injected me with the syringe. Stage 5 : “Bartender, give me another.” I said at the stool of a table. I was in a bar having drinks. A group of people were looking at me funny. One of them stood up, followed by more. They came to me. “Problem gentlemen?” I asked them. I lifted the mug of beer and proceeded to take a drink. One of the men slapped it out of my hand. “I guess there is.” I stood up and turned around. There were 6, maybe 7 men standing around me. “You’re not allowed in these parts.” One of the men said. “I thought we were in America not the wild west.” I replied smugly. Another man pushed me back. My subconscious walked in front of me. She was wearing a lack fedora and a punk-ish t-shirt. I knew I was dreaming. “I didn’t see him bothering any of you guys when he was having a drink.” She said to them. “This doesn’t concern you missy, go back to your pole.” The man said to her. “Excuse me?” she replied, offended. She punched him square in the face and knocked him out. The rest of the men looked at him amazed. “Maybe I’ll finally get to see you fight, eh?” she said to me. “I think it’s time I showed you the door.” A man said grabbing her. I kicked the back of his legs, knocking him down on his knees. I think punched his throat, making him gasp for air. A man behind me picked up a chair and was about to hit me with it. She pushed me to the side, punched his stomach, and ducked. The man let go of the chair on the other guy I just knocked to the floor. She lifted her leg and gave a strong kick to the back of his head. Now more men were approaching. The fighting proceeded –Cutting out the long fucking fight sequence for the take of not wanting to waste you guy’s time reading unimportant details- There was one man left, he had a case. The case we needed. I slid down by his feet and swept him off. She was behind him, pointing her foot up. His head landed full force on her pointy shoes and he was dead. “For a pascifist you can sure fight.” She said panting. “Took all the energy out of me that’s for sure.” She said again wiping her head. She took the case and pulled me aside to the bathrooms. She stopped for a moment to do her hair in the mirror. “Okay I’m ready.” She said. She took me into a stall and injected me with the syringe. Stage 6 : A large city. I knew I was dreaming for the fact that the walls and city blocks were shifting at constant rates. My subconscious walked up to me this time wearing casual jeans and a t-shirt. “I think this is a maze.” I said to her. “I wouldn’t be surprised.” She replied back in awe. The city closely resembled the one in inception. The city blocks moved above us, twisting, below. “I feel like I’m on the biggest acid trip of my life.” I said to her. “No even worse” she replied laughing “you’re dreaming.” I found that comical and we shared a laugh. “Okay so, the safest place in a city is what?” I asked her. “The hospital” she replied sarcastically. We spent a day cycle wandering through the city, looking for a safe place. There was abosultely nobody. No cars driving, non even parked. The buildings were collapsing and being replaced by new ones at intervals similar to the city blocks. Then, there was a bunker, standing still in the middle of a city block. “you think” I said “I do” she replied. We walked in the bunker, the door slid upward as we approached. It was dark but sure enough, a case was there. She undid the cap, and injected it. Stage 7 : I was in a city at twilight. There was an eclipse in the sky and I was walking on the sidewalk. A car stopped by me with my subconscious in it. She was wearing a glittering black dress and high heels. “Hey handsome.” She said to me “Wanna be my hooker?” she said jokingly. “You think you can afford me” I said playing along. She laughed “Just get in jokester.” I opened the door to the corvette and closed it. She took off down the street. We appeared to be in time square. “So I see you know where you’re going this time.” I said to her. “No, but I know where YOU were going, which means it has to be around there.” She ran every red light an every stop sign and generally did not care about the safety of us both. “Jesus I thought you wanted us to survive this” I asked holding on to the handle of the door. “Oh don’t worry I’m more experienced driving then you are.” She said. “But then again I’ve never driven at all” she said to scare me. Then it hit me. “What happens if we die” I asked her. “Well nothing really, you’ll wake up to the last dream.” She said. “Oh.. well how we wake up, scratch that, how will I wake up to reality.” I asked. “Well.” She paused. “Hm, I didn’t really think of that.” She stopped the car. “I guess we’ll figure out when we have to right?” she said. “We’re here by the way.” I looked to the side. It was a night club. “A night club, really?” I asked. “Maybe it’s because you can’t dance.” She said teasing. I pushed her gently. We got out of the car. We got to the doorway, a bouncer was there. “Excuse me sir can we gain entrance to this club?” I asked. “You on the list?” he asked me. “Don’t worry he’s with me” she said walking behind me. “Oh of course” he said letting us in. “Right so I think we have to go upstairs.” She said. The stairs was on the other side of the disco. We walked through the crowd of people, trying to get to the stairs. “Everyone is grinding” I said to her. There was no music. “Is that a pass at me?” she said back. “Yeah I’m flirting with myself okay.” I said to her. “Why is there no music?” I asked. “Because these people are idiots” she responded. We were at the staircase. The door was locked. “Maybe I can pick the lock” she said. I pulled the gun strapped to her leg an shot the lock off. “That works too I guess.” She said. We went up the stair case. There was a single room at the top. “Oh yay private quarters” I said sarcastically. The room was basically a private stripper room. She stepped onto the platform where there was a pole. I looked away. “Relax I’m not doing what you think I am.” She reached on top of the hole in the ceiling and pulled out a case. “Easter egg hunting got nothing on this” she said to me. She sat me down and put the injection in my neck. Stage 8 : I woke up in a ditch. I heard movement above me so I stayed quiet. I went to peep my head up. There were robots everywhere. Robotic soldiers that is, shooting humans. I had a gun on me, it looked like a tesla cannon or something. My subconscious dropped from above me. She was dressed as a soldier with torn clothes. “Right, there’s a bunker just ahead were we should find it.” She said to me. Gun fire above us. “We better stay in these trenches.” She said again. We crawled through the trenches. Above us were planes, and then futuristic aircraft shooting some plasma at us. I peeked my head out and shot a couple of tesla rounds at them. The robots looked like terminators. The robots I hit were disabled and dropped to the floor on contact with the tesla. We reached the end of the trenches and made a run for the bunker, which was just ahead of us. As we approached the entrance to the bunker something strange happened. She was shot in the leg. She let out a cry of pain. Then I suddenly lost feeling to my leg and had trouble walking. I then felt the pain she felt. It was magnified to the highest degree or so it seemed. “What the hell just happened?” I yelled at her. “Things are going to hurt a lot more” she took a minute to limp inside the bunker “the deeper we go” we were now both inside the bunker. “Yeah but how did I get hurt when you did?” I looked at my leg. There was blood coming out of nothing. My skin was untouched yet blood was pouring out. “Can you bandage this or do you need some help” I asked her. “We can bandage eachother” she said. I proceeded to do so, both of us were crying from the pain. The case was there. She took the syringe and injected me with it. Stage 9 : It was snowing, and it was cold. I was bundled up in a snow suit with arctic camo and laying in the snow. My subconscious came from behind me and handed me binoculars. She was dressed in similar clothing as I. “That’s it right there.” She said. “endgame” I said after. “That’s the last case we need before we’ve gone far enough in” she said again. The building we were looking at was a prison of some sort. We slid down the hill and by the walls of the building. There were no guards at all. “Wow this is easy” I told her. We walked through the prison looking for a safe place. “The warden’s office” I said to her. “Very good” she said back smiling. We walked through the deserted prison. We were right next to the wardens office. I opened the door and looked around. “There’s a keypad over there” I told her. She walked in and unzipped her suit. She was now in more casual clothing. “Okay this shouldn’t be hard.” She said and punched in my birthday year. “Wow really. I could have done that.” I said. The wall next to the keypad swung open. There’s the case. We walked to the case and from behind us, a shot. I was shot in the back. I hadn’t expected it at all. The pain was so terrible. Behind me I heard rumble. She was beating the living shit out of whoever shot me. I heard another shot go off. I heard crying, not my own but of my subconscious. “Oh my god are you okay” she said freaking out “I don’t think I can treat this.” She said. She was holding her stomach. She had been shot too. She took the case, sobbing, and opened it. She didn’t have the strength to undo the cap so she threw it against the wall. The cap came off. She was now crawling over to the syringe and injected me with it. Final Stage : I looked around. I had blood on my clothes but I wasn’t harmed. Everything was wireframed, the floors the walls. There were a couple of desks with papers on them. I walked towards them. A list of my memories were written on them. I kept walking deeper into the room. There were pictures on the wall, held by pins. Above it “wall of shame” in red lettering. “Sorry I didn’t have time to make the place a little nicer.” My subconscious said behind me. She spat out some blood on the floor and it vanished. “This is like the bat cave of my brain” I told her in shock. It really was, There was a list of my reactions, my memories, my fears, EVERYTHING. “Don’t touch anything, you could alter your memories.” She said to me. I looked at one desk in particular. “Conscious discussions” it said on the list of papers. There was a documented record of every discussion she’s had with me up to this one, and even then everything I did was being written down on the paper. “Well, we did it.” She said. I was still looking around. “This is amazing.” I said. I re read all my memories and replayed them in my head. –cutting out details- I decided it was time to wake up. “So how do I wake up from all of these dreams.” I asked her. She ran up to me and gave me a kiss on the lips. My eyes were wide open as each dream flashed before the other, her outfits changing to what they were in the corresponding dream and the scenery changing back to fit it. Until finally, I woke up. I was asleep for 15 hours in real time.[/quote] Took me all day to write this entry. I cut out some parts that I felt were personal/dragged on the story. I really need to go eat dinner now though, I'll be back later tonight. [editline]05:38PM[/editline] I cut out a LOT on the last stage, because I re read through all of my memories and talked to my subconscious about them, asking what I should have done.

[QUOTE=solid_jakeV2;24277848]Took me all day to write this entry. I cut out some parts that I felt were personal/dragged on the story. I really need to go eat dinner now though, I'll be back later tonight. [editline]05:38PM[/editline] I cut out a LOT on the last stage, because I re read through all of my memories and talked to my subconscious about them, asking what I should have done.[/QUOTE] Holy shit :aaaaa:

Holy shit, that was epic.

Jake needs to make a Biography of Lucid Dreams.

Jake should give that to Christopher Nolan. He'd freak out [editline]09:30PM[/editline] How the hell did you sleep for 15 hours jesus christ

You tied my record of 1am to 4pm.

[QUOTE=solid_jakeV2;24277848]Took me all day to write this entry. I cut out some parts that I felt were personal/dragged on the story. I really need to go eat dinner now though, I'll be back later tonight. [editline]05:38PM[/editline] I cut out a LOT on the last stage, because I re read through all of my memories and talked to my subconscious about them, asking what I should have done.[/QUOTE] Jesus, doesn't your brain overload after processing that much information? How do you know you're awake :ohdear:

Spin the totem Jake then walk away

Jake, that is the best thing I have read in a long time.

[QUOTE=Hmn30;24279389]Jesus, doesn't your brain overload after processing that much information? How do you know you're awake :ohdear:[/QUOTE] Well I woke up with a headache like a mother fucker. And I do reality checks all day so it really balances itself out.

[QUOTE=solid_jakeV2;24281072]Well I woke up with a headache like a mother fucker. And I do reality checks all day so it really balances itself out.[/QUOTE] What was that nose pinching RC that you mentioned before? What's supposed to happen?

Well basically you pinch your nose so you can't breathe. If you can breathe through your nose, you're dreaming. If you can't, don't jump off a building.

[QUOTE=Hmn30;24281193]What was that nose pinching RC that you mentioned before? What's supposed to happen?[/QUOTE] If you pinch your nose so the nostrils close so you can't blow out them, and if you are in a dream, then you will still blow out them.

It makes me think, if a mirror trys to show what it thinks YOU look like, imagine what it'd show what it thinks your SUBCONSCIOUS looks like. Bad enough to make someone cry.

I can breath through the slightest crack so I usually just do something like attempting to do a backflip or someshit to see if I'm dreaming.