Thread: Looking for dreams associated with death, hell or recursion

Hello,
this is my first post in this forum, so please excuse me if I've placed it in the wrong subforum.
I've been into lucid dreaming (..and various other ways of extending one's consciousness) for 3 years now, and have been watching this forum for a while now. The reason I finally decided to post is because I'm looking for people's insight and experiences regarding repetition, hell, or death in nightmares or lucid dreams. Before someone asks, I have already tried using the Search function, and have taken a look through most of the results on any of the key-words, but my luck was rather limited, as I've only managed finding just a small amount of useful posts or threads. Thus, I figured creating a new thread might get me lucky (although my hopes aren't that high).
I'm not researching this topic just for theoretical purposes. I'm also looking for specific experiences or ideas that could directly help me or be used in a project I'm currently working on. Any help provided will be very much appreciated and can also be credited.

Thank you for your time and attention, I hope this wasn't too much out of topic

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I have these dreams every now and again. Hell is always the same, it's a massive jet black sea with creatures in it which I can sense but can't see. And these creatures always drag me down under the water. I feel like I'm drowning but I never die. Horrible, horrible experience. I've had several dreams of resurrection. These happen when I've died in a dream, wake up, then go back into a dream aware that I just died, and I am back in the dream world in a new form. Hope that helps and PM me if you want any further details.

I know that I have had several dreams about death or hell. These two come to mind.

The good life-after-death dream:

Spoiler for Good death dream:

Life After Death

I was suddenly in this room with a group of people I knew. Everyone seemed happy, and they were greeting me. It finally dawned on me that I had died. It had happened so fast that I had hardly been aware of the transition. In fact, everything felt so normal I commented on it. Someone mentioned that life on "this side" was so much the same that unless you were looking for differences you wouldn't notice. I saw someone next to me that I think was Daron. I gave him a small punch in the stomach and said, "Pretty much the same except for the absence of pain."

I noticed Philip was with me and I wondered if he had been with me when I died, but I didn't ask. Instead I started looking around for my sister. Finally I saw her and we started talking. I realized that she was so alive and well, that I no longer felt sad for her that she had died young. In fact, I felt happy that were were both here and dead. Everything seemed so pleasant and calm. I knew I wouldn't miss anything about Earth life.

In this next dream I experienced something so horrible that I came to the conclusion at the end of the dream that it was Hell.

Spoiler for Hell:

Dream:

The plot was very complex, and all I remember is the end.

I was with a guy that was supposed to be my husband. He had short dark brown hair and stubble. We were part of this organization. For some reason my husband was being punished for some mistake that he had done. We were on this space ship, and his punishment was to be put out into space. He would be frozen, unable to move, yet conscious. Unable to breathe, yet he would want to. He would stay alive in this unbearable condition for five years. I was there to say goodbye. I touched his face and tried to smile. He tried to smile too. I saw that his shoe was twisted funny. I didn't want him to be frozen with his foot any more uncomfortable that it had to be, so I reached down and tried to straighten his shoe.

Then I watched as he was pulled by something unseen toward the door that opened to outer space. I tried to smile at him again. I can't describe the horror I felt. But I tried to be strong. As he reached the door, I even gave him a thumbs up. Then he was out of the door. I suddenly felt what he was feeling. The terror of being completely frozen in place, not even being able to wiggle my toes...the oppressive darkness pushing in on me, suffocating me. Yet not being able to die.... knowing no peace would come.

I suddenly knew that this was Hell. That this was a real feeling, a real condition. That there were real people who would have to experience this. But that there would be no end for them.

And then I felt Eternity. This wasn't the first dream I have had where I have "felt" Eternity. There is no way to describe it. But this is the first time it has been combined with the horror of Hell.

I woke up with a start and had to calm myself down. This dream has stayed with me ever since. I keep getting glimpses of that horror.

That's interesting that there are a few similarities with that dream and what MisterHyde experienced in his Hell dreams. Blackness, suffocating, yet not dying or finding relief.

It's interesting you felt so scared twoshadows, even when not living your vision of hell first-person but watching someone close have to experience it.
When you realized this was hell, did you perceive it as hell for yourself, or for your husband? I suppose your feeling of eternity was an immediate result of you thinking about hell, and the way you've built your image of it in your waking life?
In general, it seems like for a lot of people hell is isolation (in a spiritual level), combined with other negative emotions and feelings, be it drowning, excessive cold or heat, pain, inability to communicate etc.