IGNVS
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do you happen to be an overly nice person?
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Waking Life aka The Dream Thread
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black peter
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tee aich see- thats definately happened to me a few times too, i think in the movie Waking Life they call it "false awakenings"
IGNVS- wow dude u seem to remember every tiny little detail from that dream... do you keep a dream journal or consciously practice dream recall? do you lucid dream?
A couple nights ago i made the dire mistake of going to bed with a nicotine patch on. maybe mistake isnt the right word, but it ended up being somewhat of a traumatizing expirience that i would prefer not to repeat. I'd read a warning about vivid dreaming on the box, but normally i would consider that a good thing.... nothing wrong with vivid dreams, right???
well there are 3 distinct dreams i remember from that night. i only really remember a scene from the first, it involved me chasing after a giant bee with a broomstick, desperately trying to kill it, and brutally smash it into the ground. it took place in my kitcen, and my dead dog was there. i woke up after that feeling a little creeped out, and went to get a drink. i told my dad about the dream and he told me it was probably due to the patch. i was feeling a little queezy, so i took it off and went back to bed.
the next dream involved me putting myself in situations of extreme danger to try and protect my friend. by situations of extreme danger i mean hanging from the ceiling of a shopping mall, about 300 feet off the ground..... Wierd, i have no freakin idea where that came from, but i woke up again feeling emotionally exhausted. It was a very intense dream, digging deep into my subconscious. One thing i remember about the dream was thinking "damn, i'm totally gonna have nightmares about this". then i woke up, thank god! lol.
lazy me, having nothing to do on a summer saturday i decided to go back to bed. It had been a couple hours since i removed the nicotine patch, so i was sure the worst of it was over. what happened next was probably the most incredibly intense, vivid and traumatizing dream of my life.
I don't remember the specific circumstances, but there was new disease spreading rapidly amoungst the population. It would infect your blood and spread throughout your body very fast, and then you would die. there was nothing anyone could do about it, you were just doomed. I recall being back in my elementary school and seeing a lot of old faces, who seemed to be starting at me with pity, knowing that i had been infected. I was with my mother and my sister, the 3 of us were infected. We were running for our lives, crossing terrain all over the united states. I remember being in a red rock desert, with my mom and sister, trying to escape the disease, even tho we were already infected. Apparently there was music playing, my mom angrily turned it off, and then i saw what was happening. my sister was on the floor dying, and my mother just sat there in horror and watched her die. Then she started stabbing my chest with a penil to make me bleed. My blood coagulated, so she deemed i still had a fair amount of healthy blood left in me, therefor i would have the most time before i died. she told me i had enough good blood to make it to Florida. My mom was next, and she knew it, so she kept trying to get me to leave her and go try to save myself, but i refused. I wouldnt leave my moms side, if she was going to die i wanted to be there with her. and thats just what happened. she started dying and i stayed with her and watched her die in a state of total sadness and devastation. after she died i knew i was next, so i kept on running, now alone. the last thing i remember is starting to feel wierd, my body felt different and i realized that i was starting to die.
Thats when i woke up, and i sat in my bed and cried for about ten minutes. like extreme sobbing uncontrollable crying, and i almost NEVER cry, thats extremely unusual for me. I texted my mom asking her if she was OK, then i began to worry about a specific possible disease that i have had some scary brushes with, a few close calls.... HIV. i started to recall some of my recent risky behaviors, realizing that i am putting myself in extreme danger of getting HIV, if i dont already have it.
The emotions i felt in the dream were so extremely real, i definately expirienced the emotion impact of some very devastating shit.
I am SHOCKED at what i expirienced simply as a result of falling asleep with a nicotine patch on. shocked!
IGNVS- wow dude u seem to remember every tiny little detail from that dream... do you keep a dream journal or consciously practice dream recall? do you lucid dream?
A couple nights ago i made the dire mistake of going to bed with a nicotine patch on. maybe mistake isnt the right word, but it ended up being somewhat of a traumatizing expirience that i would prefer not to repeat. I'd read a warning about vivid dreaming on the box, but normally i would consider that a good thing.... nothing wrong with vivid dreams, right???
well there are 3 distinct dreams i remember from that night. i only really remember a scene from the first, it involved me chasing after a giant bee with a broomstick, desperately trying to kill it, and brutally smash it into the ground. it took place in my kitcen, and my dead dog was there. i woke up after that feeling a little creeped out, and went to get a drink. i told my dad about the dream and he told me it was probably due to the patch. i was feeling a little queezy, so i took it off and went back to bed.
the next dream involved me putting myself in situations of extreme danger to try and protect my friend. by situations of extreme danger i mean hanging from the ceiling of a shopping mall, about 300 feet off the ground..... Wierd, i have no freakin idea where that came from, but i woke up again feeling emotionally exhausted. It was a very intense dream, digging deep into my subconscious. One thing i remember about the dream was thinking "damn, i'm totally gonna have nightmares about this". then i woke up, thank god! lol.
lazy me, having nothing to do on a summer saturday i decided to go back to bed. It had been a couple hours since i removed the nicotine patch, so i was sure the worst of it was over. what happened next was probably the most incredibly intense, vivid and traumatizing dream of my life.
I don't remember the specific circumstances, but there was new disease spreading rapidly amoungst the population. It would infect your blood and spread throughout your body very fast, and then you would die. there was nothing anyone could do about it, you were just doomed. I recall being back in my elementary school and seeing a lot of old faces, who seemed to be starting at me with pity, knowing that i had been infected. I was with my mother and my sister, the 3 of us were infected. We were running for our lives, crossing terrain all over the united states. I remember being in a red rock desert, with my mom and sister, trying to escape the disease, even tho we were already infected. Apparently there was music playing, my mom angrily turned it off, and then i saw what was happening. my sister was on the floor dying, and my mother just sat there in horror and watched her die. Then she started stabbing my chest with a penil to make me bleed. My blood coagulated, so she deemed i still had a fair amount of healthy blood left in me, therefor i would have the most time before i died. she told me i had enough good blood to make it to Florida. My mom was next, and she knew it, so she kept trying to get me to leave her and go try to save myself, but i refused. I wouldnt leave my moms side, if she was going to die i wanted to be there with her. and thats just what happened. she started dying and i stayed with her and watched her die in a state of total sadness and devastation. after she died i knew i was next, so i kept on running, now alone. the last thing i remember is starting to feel wierd, my body felt different and i realized that i was starting to die.
Thats when i woke up, and i sat in my bed and cried for about ten minutes. like extreme sobbing uncontrollable crying, and i almost NEVER cry, thats extremely unusual for me. I texted my mom asking her if she was OK, then i began to worry about a specific possible disease that i have had some scary brushes with, a few close calls.... HIV. i started to recall some of my recent risky behaviors, realizing that i am putting myself in extreme danger of getting HIV, if i dont already have it.
The emotions i felt in the dream were so extremely real, i definately expirienced the emotion impact of some very devastating shit.
I am SHOCKED at what i expirienced simply as a result of falling asleep with a nicotine patch on. shocked!
Xorkoth
Bluelight Crew
I once had a dream years ago. All of a sudden I was in my bed with my girlfriend (now my wife) and to my right there was a giant stone slab in the process of falling down to crush us. This was extremely real and I absolutely panicked, and I jumped up and grabbed onto the sides of it and pushed with all my strength against it. My muscles were burning so bad... I was filled with the most extreme terror, mostly because she was sleeping and I didn't want her to be crushed. Well, then she woke up, and it turns out I was partially awake the whole time (it actually only lasted maybe 20 seconds but seemed like a long time due to the extremeness of emotion). I had actually jumped up on the bed and was gripping onto the sides of the window that is to the right of the bed with extreme force. She said it really terrified her because I suddenly jumped up like I was possessed and with freakish strength and balance I clung to the windowframe, with a wild look of an animal in my eyes. She came up and tried to remove me but she said I was clinging to it with an iron grip. I kept yelling at her to stop grabbing me, can't you see we're about to be crushed???
Anyway, after a bit she got me to realize it was the window. But the adrenaline rush was so massive that I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. I actually moved the entire windowframe somewhat and it had to be repaired when I moved out... I'm not sure how I did that. It felt like when people lift up a car or something to save their child in a moment of desperation. The next day my muscles were extremely sore and bruised from the force of my gripping/pushing.
Anyway, after a bit she got me to realize it was the window. But the adrenaline rush was so massive that I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. I actually moved the entire windowframe somewhat and it had to be repaired when I moved out... I'm not sure how I did that. It felt like when people lift up a car or something to save their child in a moment of desperation. The next day my muscles were extremely sore and bruised from the force of my gripping/pushing.
Xorkoth
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Marijuana makes it very difficult for me to remember my dreams. I rarely remember anything at all. When I quit for a few days, dreams start to become much, much more vivid after about 3 days.
IGNVS
Bluelighter
i still get vivid dreams, even more interesting sometimes, but its harder to recall and sometimes you dont even remember them. but the ones you do remember. fuckin ...crazy man.
and i cant lucid dream so i cant tell you how it effects that.
and i cant lucid dream so i cant tell you how it effects that.
IGNVS
Bluelighter
no, not supressed anger. it is something other than anger that is supressed, maybe being stern or being overly passive in desisions. when your subconscious thinks of what is lacking or what needs to be balanced you want to place anger as the label for other things that may be out of balance because it appears the opposite of what you naturaly intend to do. your looking at two ends of one catagory, but your understanding of being nice might include leting others have their way or any number of examples of things that would not make you an angery person but just in your mind not "overly nice".
it is a supression of something you dont even know can exist because you might catagorize it as anger. get what im saying?
i supose i would need a better definition of ingenuinely.
it is a supression of something you dont even know can exist because you might catagorize it as anger. get what im saying?
i supose i would need a better definition of ingenuinely.
NeoMagic
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i dreamed a week ago that i was in a theater with my grandma watching what appeared to be Ghost Busters 2 but then was like hey what the fuck is this ive never seen it before must be GB3?
woke up the next day and read this in the news: http://www.imdb.com/news/ni0561812/
lol wtf.
woke up the next day and read this in the news: http://www.imdb.com/news/ni0561812/
lol wtf.
IGNVS
Bluelighter
i just had a dream where we were in this huge glass dome that had chrome things holding it together inbetween the glass, and we were floating through the clouds and everyone was having this huge orgy just floating all over the place. very strange dream.
almost as strange as the one where i had two illigitamate sons who looked like fifteen year olds after three years.
almost as strange as the one where i had two illigitamate sons who looked like fifteen year olds after three years.
IGNVS
Bluelighter
i had a real scary meaningfull dream/set of nightmares a few nights ago followed by a day of pure synchronicity that it was rediculous.
gah! more people post dreams plz! this thread has so much potential. we should be going through them like the social threads
gah! more people post dreams plz! this thread has so much potential. we should be going through them like the social threads
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The most vivid dream ive ever had occured when the nintendo ds was a few months from launch. I was obsessed with the thing. I don't know why but i couldnt get my mind off of it. One night i dreamed that i was standing on my driveway with my friend when a car pulled up and a delivery man handed me a bigbox with a ds in it. I dont remember seeing the screen or what was on it, but i know that i felt extremely happy that it was in my hands. When i woke up, I was so fucking pissed that morning haha
diche
Bluelighter
wow, had I known there was a dream thread I wouldnt have started my dream journal.
haha I can totally relate. one night I was supposed to try cocaine for the first time and was so excited to, but an issue came up which delayed me getting the coke, anyways I had an intense dream that night that I did, infact, get a very large amount of coke. only to be dissappointed in the morning
This is a favourite of mine I had some time ago:
I was sitting on the last car of a slow moving freight train facing the tracks. The scene resembled the tracks area near a past house of mine; with forest to the left of me and a steep hill going up about 30ft covered in dead grass on the other.
The train started to speed up and I had to decide if I was going to stay on. I jumped off onto the tracks and ran back away from the train all the while being counted down over a walkie-talkie how many metres I was to getting to these guys. It was Ricky from Trailer Park Boys and possibly someone else. There were large fist sized and pale straw berries growing on little vines on the ground. We ate them. I also found some weird watermelon/squash things. They were black with green or blue tiger stripes and very large, about the size of an average torso, but about 2inches thick. They tasted very bland possibly because of the strawberry still left in my mouth or they just plain sucked. Ricky was yelling at me to stop being so stupid and eat the strawberries cause they were the only fruits that tasted good.
We decided to catch up with the train and began to run along the tracks. The hill on the left of me faded to forest and as the forest got denser on either side, more and more mountain bikes came into view, not only on the sides of the tracks but on them as well. As we walked further along the tracks they were no longer visible under all the bicycles and dense brush. The ‘isle’ created by the tracks through the forest now started to look more like an isle in a store, still filled with thick plants and lots of bicycles. Now the bikes faded and the trees faded and we were in an empty store/room that we knew we couldn’t be here. This was some Mexican store that we exited through via secret passage several dreams ago...
The colour scheme was the same too. Pale ceiling and concrete floor, pale cream walls/doors. Now I’m not with Ricky, I’m with I think my bro and I think we’re being chased. I lead. I go through many swinging doors, through rooms with a few lockers in them that I remember hiding in. We hit a dead end but soon come to the long corridor that had a side swinging door every few feet. Door after door we soon come to another corridor but now I can see me and someone else (bro?) in the 3rd person from the side. We are running and jumping over blocks of something with spinning flaps of wood. By jumping over it, and to loose the guys chasing us, I jumped onto the block and held the flap from spinning, causing the guys to get stopped by it as I hopped over it and continued. no conclusion unfortunately.
got lots more here
after reading through this thread I noticed alot of people either forgetting or too lazy to write their dreams down. this had been happening to me too. An easier way around this I found, was to record me recalling my dream with the voice recording function on my mp3 player. It allows me to babble and not really have to worry about spelling ect. then come back to it on my free time and convert it to text, more awake and more suited to writing.
SOLARUS said:
haha I can totally relate. one night I was supposed to try cocaine for the first time and was so excited to, but an issue came up which delayed me getting the coke, anyways I had an intense dream that night that I did, infact, get a very large amount of coke. only to be dissappointed in the morning
This is a favourite of mine I had some time ago:
I was sitting on the last car of a slow moving freight train facing the tracks. The scene resembled the tracks area near a past house of mine; with forest to the left of me and a steep hill going up about 30ft covered in dead grass on the other.
The train started to speed up and I had to decide if I was going to stay on. I jumped off onto the tracks and ran back away from the train all the while being counted down over a walkie-talkie how many metres I was to getting to these guys. It was Ricky from Trailer Park Boys and possibly someone else. There were large fist sized and pale straw berries growing on little vines on the ground. We ate them. I also found some weird watermelon/squash things. They were black with green or blue tiger stripes and very large, about the size of an average torso, but about 2inches thick. They tasted very bland possibly because of the strawberry still left in my mouth or they just plain sucked. Ricky was yelling at me to stop being so stupid and eat the strawberries cause they were the only fruits that tasted good.
We decided to catch up with the train and began to run along the tracks. The hill on the left of me faded to forest and as the forest got denser on either side, more and more mountain bikes came into view, not only on the sides of the tracks but on them as well. As we walked further along the tracks they were no longer visible under all the bicycles and dense brush. The ‘isle’ created by the tracks through the forest now started to look more like an isle in a store, still filled with thick plants and lots of bicycles. Now the bikes faded and the trees faded and we were in an empty store/room that we knew we couldn’t be here. This was some Mexican store that we exited through via secret passage several dreams ago...
The colour scheme was the same too. Pale ceiling and concrete floor, pale cream walls/doors. Now I’m not with Ricky, I’m with I think my bro and I think we’re being chased. I lead. I go through many swinging doors, through rooms with a few lockers in them that I remember hiding in. We hit a dead end but soon come to the long corridor that had a side swinging door every few feet. Door after door we soon come to another corridor but now I can see me and someone else (bro?) in the 3rd person from the side. We are running and jumping over blocks of something with spinning flaps of wood. By jumping over it, and to loose the guys chasing us, I jumped onto the block and held the flap from spinning, causing the guys to get stopped by it as I hopped over it and continued. no conclusion unfortunately.
IGNVS said:
got lots more here
after reading through this thread I noticed alot of people either forgetting or too lazy to write their dreams down. this had been happening to me too. An easier way around this I found, was to record me recalling my dream with the voice recording function on my mp3 player. It allows me to babble and not really have to worry about spelling ect. then come back to it on my free time and convert it to text, more awake and more suited to writing.
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sherlok ohms
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I dont study dreams and i dont suppose i am any sort of dream guru but as far as i have come to understand, dreams are how our minds deal with the emotions and conflicts that we encounter during the day or past week. So whatever kind of feeling we as individuals post onto the dream represents the emotion that we are trying to work out from the recent past.
With this said let me now say i have two types of dreams, Night terrors and very vivid demonic dreams. So either my brain gets over tired and i end up falling into stage 4 sleep and having a night terror or i am well rested and my sleep state is in stage 3 where i have these horrible dreams of zombies, demons, vampires, and most recently werewolves. Put it this way... i am so use to having horrible evil dreams that they dont even wake me up any more. Night terrors however still wake me up quite violently.
Last week i had a dream that started as a dream and ended as a night terror. I was at the gas station by my house with my neighbor and i was shoving heads of lettuce into her gas tank, because lettuce was the type of propulsion used for cars in my dream. All of a sudden the cops show up and i guess i had been looking suspect to the people in the station and they called the cops. All of a sudden it started to get black in my dream which means my brain was falling below stage 3 into stage 4 and a night terror was about to take place. I remember yelling that i couldnt see in the dark and it was to dark for me to see well enough to leave the gas station. then i started running in the dark and thats when i woke up screaming.
With this said let me now say i have two types of dreams, Night terrors and very vivid demonic dreams. So either my brain gets over tired and i end up falling into stage 4 sleep and having a night terror or i am well rested and my sleep state is in stage 3 where i have these horrible dreams of zombies, demons, vampires, and most recently werewolves. Put it this way... i am so use to having horrible evil dreams that they dont even wake me up any more. Night terrors however still wake me up quite violently.
Last week i had a dream that started as a dream and ended as a night terror. I was at the gas station by my house with my neighbor and i was shoving heads of lettuce into her gas tank, because lettuce was the type of propulsion used for cars in my dream. All of a sudden the cops show up and i guess i had been looking suspect to the people in the station and they called the cops. All of a sudden it started to get black in my dream which means my brain was falling below stage 3 into stage 4 and a night terror was about to take place. I remember yelling that i couldnt see in the dark and it was to dark for me to see well enough to leave the gas station. then i started running in the dark and thats when i woke up screaming.
dark desire
Bluelighter
i have SO many dreams to share, but they're all very long. i keep a dream journal, and it's about 40 or so pages long. i haven't logged a dream in a while, though. i've been having poor recall, lately
also sherlok: you're correct... except dreams do a little more, at least for me. i get prophetic dreams and i have been shown things that are hard to believe. i was shown the break-up with my ex days before it happened. the dream also told me the exact reason as to why we were going to break up. the night before this dream, i saw myself being tricked by my ex and then saw their features turn into that of a demon as soon as i turned my back to them. i have both written down, and one was a lucid dream.
i have many more interesting dreams, and one of my friends who is doing a PSY major uses my dreams constantly (with my permission, of course!) as notes and examples on essays.
also sherlok: you're correct... except dreams do a little more, at least for me. i get prophetic dreams and i have been shown things that are hard to believe. i was shown the break-up with my ex days before it happened. the dream also told me the exact reason as to why we were going to break up. the night before this dream, i saw myself being tricked by my ex and then saw their features turn into that of a demon as soon as i turned my back to them. i have both written down, and one was a lucid dream.
i have many more interesting dreams, and one of my friends who is doing a PSY major uses my dreams constantly (with my permission, of course!) as notes and examples on essays.
i had a pretty strange dream last night. i was fighting in some weird war in the future, it kinda felt like starship troopers but we were fighting cyborgs in some massive warehouse complex. there were maybe a hundred on my side, and my ex was alongside me to. the actual fighting was a blur but we pushed through a lot of the complex.
we were taking a brief break, just leaning against a wall hoping to figure out what's next. then we get some intel that there's a million cyborgs coming our way, i was closest to the edge of the wall so i peeked out and saw their glowing eyes headed our way. suddenly i realized what it must feel like to know you're walking right to your death. i feel like it was huge to get such a good grasp on that concept during a dream.
then i looked at my ex and said "i wish we had more time together" and ran out to confront the enemy.
we were taking a brief break, just leaning against a wall hoping to figure out what's next. then we get some intel that there's a million cyborgs coming our way, i was closest to the edge of the wall so i peeked out and saw their glowing eyes headed our way. suddenly i realized what it must feel like to know you're walking right to your death. i feel like it was huge to get such a good grasp on that concept during a dream.
then i looked at my ex and said "i wish we had more time together" and ran out to confront the enemy.
i had one of the most frightening dreams i've had in years last night.
the first thing i remember was being in some kind of room or big vehicle and a bunch of intoxicated people turned up. one of them looked like some kid from some 80's sitcom and i mentioned it to him. he mumbled something about tripping and then a flash later he was sitting next to me and he said really clearly in a laughing joviel manner but seriously "Sometimes i like to hurt kittens. you know they like it when you hurt them." he laughed and i laughed along but then replied "if you hurt a kitten, i'll hurt you".
the next thing the whole group were walking in a line. i had the strong impression that the others were all military type people and they all had weapons. i don't remember what triggered him off but one dude ahead of me went nuts and started slaughtering all of the people around him. the other soldiers managed to overpower and arrest him.
he was acting all wild and crazy. they took him to an eery room to strap him down. four of them watched over him... something happened and the guard at the door saw something that freaked them out and they bolted out the door. the crazed person somehow, using some kind of eery power, had managed to slaughter the other three leaveing gaping holes in their eyes.
At this point i forcebly woke myself up, but i copped a moment of sleep paralysis when i did, i heard a demonic voice clear speaking right inside my ear, although i couldn't understand the words. freaked me the hell out. i was too scared to go back to sleep for some time.
the first thing i remember was being in some kind of room or big vehicle and a bunch of intoxicated people turned up. one of them looked like some kid from some 80's sitcom and i mentioned it to him. he mumbled something about tripping and then a flash later he was sitting next to me and he said really clearly in a laughing joviel manner but seriously "Sometimes i like to hurt kittens. you know they like it when you hurt them." he laughed and i laughed along but then replied "if you hurt a kitten, i'll hurt you".
the next thing the whole group were walking in a line. i had the strong impression that the others were all military type people and they all had weapons. i don't remember what triggered him off but one dude ahead of me went nuts and started slaughtering all of the people around him. the other soldiers managed to overpower and arrest him.
he was acting all wild and crazy. they took him to an eery room to strap him down. four of them watched over him... something happened and the guard at the door saw something that freaked them out and they bolted out the door. the crazed person somehow, using some kind of eery power, had managed to slaughter the other three leaveing gaping holes in their eyes.
At this point i forcebly woke myself up, but i copped a moment of sleep paralysis when i did, i heard a demonic voice clear speaking right inside my ear, although i couldn't understand the words. freaked me the hell out. i was too scared to go back to sleep for some time.
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I think I just had my first real lucid experience. I'm able to recall my dreams often, but have never had the ability to control things.
I woke up about an hour before I normally do, then fell right back asleep. I had read last night that one test to do is to attempt to push your finger through your palm (to make sure you are dreaming). When I went from awake to "lucidity," it was sort of like I was passing through an energy field. It felt like everything was shaking with vibrations.
I pushed my finger through, and said to myself: "I'm lucid!" I tried not to get too excited, so I decided to test again. I was in a sort of large simulation area, a giant box. I looked at a clock that happened to be there, and the time was going nuts. I sort of just stood there, then transitioned back into normal sleep soon afterward.
I woke up about an hour before I normally do, then fell right back asleep. I had read last night that one test to do is to attempt to push your finger through your palm (to make sure you are dreaming). When I went from awake to "lucidity," it was sort of like I was passing through an energy field. It felt like everything was shaking with vibrations.
I pushed my finger through, and said to myself: "I'm lucid!" I tried not to get too excited, so I decided to test again. I was in a sort of large simulation area, a giant box. I looked at a clock that happened to be there, and the time was going nuts. I sort of just stood there, then transitioned back into normal sleep soon afterward.
little. miss
Greenlighter
if your interested in analysing your dreams. www.dreammoods.com is great! i uswe it daily almost! although it isn't always preciswe you have to put your own two and two together to figure what your unconcscious is trying to tell you.