I couldn't wake up in my lucid dream. | |
lupa14714 User ID: 23350068 United Kingdom 11/26/2012 10:24 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | i know how scary they are,you "wake up" to wonder how many levels there really are,what's real and how little control we have,or how little we know. church of euthanasia. [link to www.facebook.com] have just left my paranormal photos on,as I,m leaving soon.some you have to see whole picture,as clipped. |
oh_yikes User ID: 28358913 United States 11/26/2012 10:43 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Interesting. The details that were similar but not quite like real life, such as petunias instead of bonsai, made me think you were in some sort of "parallel dimension". I know that sounds ridiculous. Is your dad living or passed on? If he has passed, I am sure that you actually communicated with his soul in this dream. Fascinating dream; thanks for sharing. I almost felt like I was living your dream along with you because of your clear and detailed account. |
Deano22 User ID: 41886215 United States 06/17/2013 08:47 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | first my dream: I was in a small town that I have never been in before. A street with no cars but people walking on it and a bunch of shops/diners/bars lining the road.I walked into a random diner and the owner of it chased me out saying some form of gibberish. Heres where things start getting crazy. He continues to chase me down the street now with no people walking on it. I run into a diner but slow down when I realize Darth Maul is the doorman (stay with me I know I know far fetched.)Anyways, the guy chasing me earlier was gone but now Maul is pissed at me, so instead of running, I put my arms out and think of him floating away then exploding like a firework. After that little episode, I start doing what I always try to do when I LD... Look for answers. I end up walking into a purple house that had a few people in it and alot of staircases. there are some TVs but they are running cartoons that I don't remember what about. The gentlemen in the house are far nicer then maul asking me what I'm up to and if I know cartoons are for children. I tell them that cartoons are important because they teach kids little messages in them about being better people. They don't respond so I leave. but now I'm in a school without any doorknobs (a few rooms at my dads old house,that he built, had the same problem.)anyway, I start walking through the school seeing some people I know and others that I don't I also receive a paper scribbled meet zach and chase at the pool. But then I start to realize that my left arm is falling asleep. I start to panic because I hate that feeling. So I'm trying to wake up the usual ways but to no avail. THE SOLUTION: I manage to get out of the school by imagining a sliding glass door. When I get out I'm on a street with some cars going this time. After a few pass I work up the courage and see a black car coming down. I think to myself "this is the one." I jump into its windscreen and wham I'm awake with immobile/asleep left arm. Then quickly jot down the experience on my "dream journal" file on my laptop. |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 40998185 United States 06/17/2013 09:03 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Whenever you get stuck in a lucid dream, remember your breathing. If you want to stay lucid, breath normally. If you want out, you have to scream, hold your breath, sing, or do something with your breathing that is not normal. When you go to sleep you relax and this keeps you from acting out your dreams. Most of your body will relax except for your diaphram because of course you do need to be breathing. You normally have unconcious control of your breathing until you become aware of it. You really are not supposed to be aware of your breathing at all. If you go lucid and are excited and breath a few quick breaths in awe this can wake you up too. So if you are lucid and wish to stay lucid then you need to be aware of your dream, observing it without trying to get too emotional. Sometimes I sing in my dreams, which is great because no one is really there to judge me. I think I sound great. Usually I am singing something which at the time seems to sound wonderful but when I wake up I can't remember what I was singing about, only that I was very happy. If I do remember the lyrics it is silly, childlike or stupid. Sometimes something funny happens in my dreams and I laugh and laugh, which wakes me. When I think about whatever it was that made me laugh, it isn't even that funny, but I seem to have hightend senses in my dreams. If something makes me cry I will wake up crying too. The act of sobbing wakes me, because this is also not like normal breathing. |