Has anyone here had a lucid dream, like one where you can control anything and everything you wanted because you realized that you were in a dream. Or do you just have really weird dreams?
I've had quite a few lucid dreams, it's more of a reoccurring thing for me.
Quote from: HaruIsOnline on February 17, 2013 04:08 AM
I've had quite a few lucid dreams, it's more of a reoccurring thing for me.
I have a friend that that happens to, she doesn't even try, she just has them.
same
once i had a dream where i took over a medieval kingdom with a guy named tom. took a month or so
Quote from: bd648 on February 17, 2013 04:44 AM
once i had a dream where i took over a medieval kingdom with a guy named tom. took a month or so
That sounds like the coolest dream I have ever heard of. I almost never have a story to mine, just stuff that comes out of the Inflatable Funhouse thread.
probably but i never remember them , i used to write them down but then i lost them all and stopped. personally i find dreams tiring, i'd rather just sleep and wake up not feeling like i had been awake for days in a dream
Quote from: rtil on February 17, 2013 06:01 AM
probably but i never remember them , i used to write them down but then i lost them all and stopped. personally i find dreams tiring, i'd rather just sleep and wake up not feeling like i had been awake for days in a dream
I just started writeing them down :)
I don't know if I have Lucid Dreams so much as I have dreams about playing video games. Typically it's Legend of Zelda mashed up with a dystopian element and whatever else I've been playing recently. Take the one I just woke up from:
I dreamt that while I was out collecting the stones to unlock the mastersword, ganon's army invaded hyrule and took the throne, the kingdom rife with bandits and thugs. I absconded to the neighboring country of Ylisse, became the best friend and tactitian of their leader Chrom, and settled down with a new wife. I had thought my previous one raped and murdered in the invasion, until news reports of a freed sex-slave matching her description and leading the resistance started spreading here. Would I be craven to give up my past and stay here in comfort? With Ganon eyeing our borders, is confronting my past inevitable?
I swear this wasn't some shitty fanfiction either. My dreams can get really dark, it's the tradeoff for not having nightmares.
Quote from: rtil on February 17, 2013 06:01 AM
probably but i never remember them , i used to write them down but then i lost them all and stopped. personally i find dreams tiring, i'd rather just sleep and wake up not feeling like i had been awake for days in a dream
I don't wake up tired but I do wake up not wanting to get out of bed. Why go back to a reality that's dull 80% of the time when your dreams are so much more exciting? Oh right because real life, ambitions, responsibilities etc. =/
I had a lucid dream a couple of months ago, actually. Though it was very brief, it involved myself traversing an ethereal mountainous landscape with a small caniform-like creature sitting on my shoulder, as a companion. It was pretty awesome. Other than that though, I don't recall having any lucid dreams in the past few years, unfortunately. Still, I've heard about people who have attempted to train themselves to maintain awareness of when they are dreaming in order to elicit lucid dreams. It's pretty fascinating stuff, in my opinion.
Quote from: Gilthwixt on February 17, 2013 06:59 AM
Quote from: rtil on February 17, 2013 06:01 AM
probably but i never remember them , i used to write them down but then i lost them all and stopped. personally i find dreams tiring, i'd rather just sleep and wake up not feeling like i had been awake for days in a dream
I don't wake up tired but I do wake up not wanting to get out of bed. Why go back to a reality that's dull 80% of the time when your dreams are so much more exciting? Oh right because real life, ambitions, responsibilities etc. =/
depends on who you ask. personally i have a lot to look forward to and i like to do my work. sleep is a waste of time afaic.
if i didn't have to sleep, i wouldn't
I generally do have lucid dreams, or at least remember a lot of them in great detail because dreams are cool. I often practice recalling them upon waking up, if the dream was interesting enough that I don't want to forget it. Sometimes I type them up from beginning to end, but at the very least, I try to remember a few details that stood out the most to me. If I'm feeling particularly dorky, I visit those dream meaning sites for the heck of it.
The spoiler'd walls of text are from the dream "double feature" I had earlier this month-ish and managed to type then.
[spoiler]
Dream 1
I was dreaming in the perspective of a very young girl. Think: 5 years old. Post-apocalyptic setting with a totalitarian regime. Was escaping from soldiers and terrified for my life, but was doing a really good job hiding and running, especially with the help of my scientist grandpa guiding me (via ham radio). I got to the really industrial part of town that was filled with lasers... Understandably, to kill every unauthorized person who goes near the laboratories or whatever. Played the most intense game of tag-hide-and-go-seek-limbo-army-crawl because I was of course caught, being a little girl trying not to get fried. Freedom fighter friend helped divert attention from afar, and even managed to cut the power. My girl character perceives freedom fighter friend as awesome leading protagonist big brother.
Anyways, I make it to the lab, and F3 (freedom fighter friend) catches up, bringing me loads of comfort as he takes over in leading the way. When I make it to the Eldritch terror door of terrors, I then realize that I really, really, REALLY don't want to open that door, as instructed, by by my "perceived big bro". The portal was already technically open (white-yellow-green-swirling-cloudy-mass-of-death), but not quite in a way that'd let the things on the other side pass through. Eventually, he loses his patience, and his hologram-but-not-really disguise short-circuits: He's the "dragon"/extremely competent secret agent-second in command to the leader of the totalitarian regime. He killed F3 a long time ago, and of course, farked with my expectations/emotions and HOLY CRAP, MY YOUNG-GIRL-CRUSH IS FOR THE WRONG PERSON HELP. I/young girl, naturally, run for our lives. Security kicks up again as I climb into crevices, places adults can't get into, and generally out of reach as F4 (fake freedom fighter friend) keeps gaining on me. Parkour in the wrong hands is scary, especially when you have little 5-year-old legs.
Scientist grandpa starts leading the way during my panicked confusion again. Really hard instructions to follow during a crazy adrenaline rush, with everything chasing/trying to kill you, but I managed.
I was led back to the Eldtritch terror door. Curse my crappy sense of direction. And... Scientist grandpa was there. Being an emotional 5-year-old, I accuse him of not being my grandpa because he wants me to do something really dangerous and awful. He keeps trying to make me open the door, I tell him, "YOU DO IT THEN. YOU'RE RIGHT HERE, AREN'T YOU?!" And F4 catches up, then tells me that of course he can't, because he's the scientist that pioneered the identity-stealing disguise device. FAKE!SG's disguise is less hologram'y and more real-skin-y, so it doesn't short circuit as badly, but yeah. I'm cornered. I had nowhere else to run, so...
I run through the Eldritch terror door. F4 tries to follow...
seque into...
Dream 1.5
It's a segueing, in-between dream because it's actually a previous dream I had that decided to replay itself.
Dark-ish, overcast day, waiting with my siblings in line at a theme/waterpark for the BIGGEST waterslide EVER ever. Ginormous waterfall slide-thing, grey and green + circling and passing through a mountain, that's probably more than 20 stories high (I know it's higher than Goliath at Six Flags) and the line was understandably long and boring to stand in. I tell my siblings to hold my spot while I head off to buy us all lemonade to help pass the time. I buy some, come back, the line moved and they were at a bend or something that was hard to get to. So, I had to take a detour to cut to that part of the line, and when I got there... The line moved again and I just couldn't find them. I wasn't scared or worried, but a bit frustrated at something that shouldn't happen/be possible/etc. and sensed something fishy... Or rather, due to lucid dreaming, "This happened before, and I should know how to deal with this by now..."
Then something slams into me from behind, spilling the lemonade, and suddenly, I'm hearing I lot more screaming from everyone around me than from the waterslide itself, and I felt as though a lot of us got sucked into a white/magenta/purple/blue vortex.
This Newton's cradle of dream-jumping-portal-passing leads to another segue into...
Dream 2
Flung onto a very white, villa-like mansion. Some of the people thrown in before me were already devoured by its inhabitants; Trolls, monsters, demons, etc. Felt like I went through a weird time-jump (ha-HAA~~) to skip over everyone else who got there before me, but I was the only human alive (from what I saw at the time). They let in 1 human per day. We got 3 days to find a way to escape the mansion, and if we found the way (as in, there was one somewhere), every human got to go free. The ones already in during the overlapping days (who didn't die yet), and the ones yet to be thrown into the game.
Most of the trolls, monsters, demons, etc. have had their fill of human, so they mostly messed with us than tried to eat us. The two humans on my playthrough were already resigned to their fate, and decided to hang until they died--They've seen people get killed by the house itself, or by inhabitants with an insatiable appetite, so they preferred to be with the creatures that'd watch over them until they expired. One of the humans got killed though, since the demon watching over him wasn't a match for one of the bigger ones. Me, it was my first day, so of course I ran through the Alice in Wonderland, which-way-was-up mansion-villa, looking for the way out. Lots of trolls and monsters messed with me, leading me the wrong way, and confusing me, but I just kept running, jumping, sliding, flying, just constantly on the move.
The sun set for the first day.
I felt like I went through every door and room in the house, even the ones that looked like certain death. All the windows were unbreakable, and the doors I know led "outside" just led to rooms like looked like the outside. I ran out of options, and didn't know what to do next... I fell to my knees, and tried to think of what to do next...
A demon crouched down and stared into my face.
With a smile, he was about to speak...
Then I woke up.[/spoiler]
i had a dream of a perfect world, one of beauty and carnage
most of my dreams are better than reality so i wake up disapointed
[10:56.34] <BluPhoenix> oh goddddd
[10:56.37] <BluPhoenix> so sick
[10:57.24] <BluPhoenix> i dreamt that i was stuck in a game of left 4 dead
[10:57.30] <BluPhoenix> playing as bill
[10:57.38] <BluPhoenix> and kept getting downed
[10:57.45] <+bd648> left 4 ded
[10:57.53] <+bd648> lef 4 ded
[10:58.11] <+bd648> ....hit myself?
[10:58.17] <BluPhoenix> such a bizarre dream, too
[10:58.36] <BluPhoenix> i actually started sleepwalking and talking like bill
[10:59.03] <BluPhoenix> i was awoken by my father, standing fully upright asking me what the hell i was talking about
[10:59.15] <+bd648> lol
[10:59.19] <BluPhoenix> and holy SHIT my head hurt
[10:59.37] <BluPhoenix> i immediately flopped to the ground and carried myself back onto my bed
[11:00.00] <Shids> Hahahahahah
Quote from: Hnilmik on February 17, 2013 12:27 PM
I generally do have lucid dreams, or at least remember a lot of them in great detail because dreams are cool. I often practice recalling them upon waking up, if the dream was interesting enough that I don't want to forget it. Sometimes I type them up from beginning to end, but at the very least, I try to remember a few details that stood out the most to me. If I'm feeling particularly dorky, I visit those dream meaning sites for the heck of it.
The spoiler'd walls of text are from the dream "double feature" I had earlier this month-ish and managed to type then.
[spoiler]
Dream 1
I was dreaming in the perspective of a very young girl. Think: 5 years old. Post-apocalyptic setting with a totalitarian regime. Was escaping from soldiers and terrified for my life, but was doing a really good job hiding and running, especially with the help of my scientist grandpa guiding me (via ham radio). I got to the really industrial part of town that was filled with lasers... Understandably, to kill every unauthorized person who goes near the laboratories or whatever. Played the most intense game of tag-hide-and-go-seek-limbo-army-crawl because I was of course caught, being a little girl trying not to get fried. Freedom fighter friend helped divert attention from afar, and even managed to cut the power. My girl character perceives freedom fighter friend as awesome leading protagonist big brother.
Anyways, I make it to the lab, and F3 (freedom fighter friend) catches up, bringing me loads of comfort as he takes over in leading the way. When I make it to the Eldritch terror door of terrors, I then realize that I really, really, REALLY don't want to open that door, as instructed, by by my "perceived big bro". The portal was already technically open (white-yellow-green-swirling-cloudy-mass-of-death), but not quite in a way that'd let the things on the other side pass through. Eventually, he loses his patience, and his hologram-but-not-really disguise short-circuits: He's the "dragon"/extremely competent secret agent-second in command to the leader of the totalitarian regime. He killed F3 a long time ago, and of course, farked with my expectations/emotions and HOLY CRAP, MY YOUNG-GIRL-CRUSH IS FOR THE WRONG PERSON HELP. I/young girl, naturally, run for our lives. Security kicks up again as I climb into crevices, places adults can't get into, and generally out of reach as F4 (fake freedom fighter friend) keeps gaining on me. Parkour in the wrong hands is scary, especially when you have little 5-year-old legs.
Scientist grandpa starts leading the way during my panicked confusion again. Really hard instructions to follow during a crazy adrenaline rush, with everything chasing/trying to kill you, but I managed.
I was led back to the Eldtritch terror door. Curse my crappy sense of direction. And... Scientist grandpa was there. Being an emotional 5-year-old, I accuse him of not being my grandpa because he wants me to do something really dangerous and awful. He keeps trying to make me open the door, I tell him, "YOU DO IT THEN. YOU'RE RIGHT HERE, AREN'T YOU?!" And F4 catches up, then tells me that of course he can't, because he's the scientist that pioneered the identity-stealing disguise device. FAKE!SG's disguise is less hologram'y and more real-skin-y, so it doesn't short circuit as badly, but yeah. I'm cornered. I had nowhere else to run, so...
I run through the Eldritch terror door. F4 tries to follow...
seque into...
Dream 1.5
It's a segueing, in-between dream because it's actually a previous dream I had that decided to replay itself.
Dark-ish, overcast day, waiting with my siblings in line at a theme/waterpark for the BIGGEST waterslide EVER ever. Ginormous waterfall slide-thing, grey and green + circling and passing through a mountain, that's probably more than 20 stories high (I know it's higher than Goliath at Six Flags) and the line was understandably long and boring to stand in. I tell my siblings to hold my spot while I head off to buy us all lemonade to help pass the time. I buy some, come back, the line moved and they were at a bend or something that was hard to get to. So, I had to take a detour to cut to that part of the line, and when I got there... The line moved again and I just couldn't find them. I wasn't scared or worried, but a bit frustrated at something that shouldn't happen/be possible/etc. and sensed something fishy... Or rather, due to lucid dreaming, "This happened before, and I should know how to deal with this by now..."
Then something slams into me from behind, spilling the lemonade, and suddenly, I'm hearing I lot more screaming from everyone around me than from the waterslide itself, and I felt as though a lot of us got sucked into a white/magenta/purple/blue vortex.
This Newton's cradle of dream-jumping-portal-passing leads to another segue into...
Dream 2
Flung onto a very white, villa-like mansion. Some of the people thrown in before me were already devoured by its inhabitants; Trolls, monsters, demons, etc. Felt like I went through a weird time-jump (ha-HAA~~) to skip over everyone else who got there before me, but I was the only human alive (from what I saw at the time). They let in 1 human per day. We got 3 days to find a way to escape the mansion, and if we found the way (as in, there was one somewhere), every human got to go free. The ones already in during the overlapping days (who didn't die yet), and the ones yet to be thrown into the game.
Most of the trolls, monsters, demons, etc. have had their fill of human, so they mostly messed with us than tried to eat us. The two humans on my playthrough were already resigned to their fate, and decided to hang until they died--They've seen people get killed by the house itself, or by inhabitants with an insatiable appetite, so they preferred to be with the creatures that'd watch over them until they expired. One of the humans got killed though, since the demon watching over him wasn't a match for one of the bigger ones. Me, it was my first day, so of course I ran through the Alice in Wonderland, which-way-was-up mansion-villa, looking for the way out. Lots of trolls and monsters messed with me, leading me the wrong way, and confusing me, but I just kept running, jumping, sliding, flying, just constantly on the move.
The sun set for the first day.
I felt like I went through every door and room in the house, even the ones that looked like certain death. All the windows were unbreakable, and the doors I know led "outside" just led to rooms like looked like the outside. I ran out of options, and didn't know what to do next... I fell to my knees, and tried to think of what to do next...
A demon crouched down and stared into my face.
With a smile, he was about to speak...
Then I woke up.[/spoiler]
If you continue that one again, i suggest to look at the chandelier or something to do with the floor and ceiling.
i generally never dream, and if i do, i'm not in control of anything, not even myself
If I really don't like where a dream is going, I can change it to something I like, but I've never honestly lucid dreamed.
Nope, just occasional traumatizing episodes of sleep paralysis.
Quote from: SeannyJ on February 22, 2013 06:06 AM
Nope, just occasional traumatizing episodes of sleep paralysis.
Awwww senny.
I only lucid dream after I do drugs, so say I smoke a bowl then after I come down that night I have a lucid dream. I don't remember anything from them though. I don't dream usually.
does that happen every time you indulge in cannabis?
Or any other type of drug really. Alcohol, ecstasy etc. its weird.
Interesting. I usually never dream when I'm on drugs.
I don't think so, most of my dreams I confuse with reality. Some of them I can tell were obviously just dreams by the time I wake up, but some more realistic ones I tend to question if it actually happened until I'm convinced otherwise. I've had quite a few dreams where I was in some sort of armed conflict though, I think it's because of playing video games before bed. Remember a few of them, though I tend to bore people with the details.
i dream of blood and darkness
I only really ever dream of bullets. No one really ever seems to get killed or even injured.
To which I guess is a good thing.
i dream about math and romance.
mostly math.
I often dream of the things I've found I have sustained little regard for. They end up being quite formidable at times as a result.
i dream of boxes
boxes and boxes and boxes
just a ton of fuckin boxes
the only time I ever remember my dreams now is when they're so horrific that I scare myself awake in the middle of them because of how flatline terrifying they are and it's been that way for a long time by now (this isn't a sarcastic post)
sounds like some shit
yea i guess
Maybe you should watch some Lucky Star before bed.
i dunno i kinda like it
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has anyone ever wet the bed in the past four years
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Nothing to be ashamed of. But no.
Quote from: Sheepy on February 27, 2013 09:58 PM
has anyone ever wet the bed in the past four years
Nope. :D
You're all a bunch of liars.
Quote from: Sheepy on February 27, 2013 09:58 PM
has anyone ever wet the bed in the past four years
I once diarrhead in my bed, but it wasn't a problem at all - I just let it dry and vacuumed it up. When people ask about the large brown stain on my bed sheets I just tell them I spilled some coffee.
[spoiler]When they sit on it, I get aroused. [/spoiler]
:3c
Quote from: Sheepy on February 27, 2013 09:58 PM
has anyone ever wet the bed in the past four years
Once, while very very drunk.
yes perfect