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Last night i was driving into my town when there was a person crossing the road so i decided to put this to the test (see if i feel guilty) so i run him over and it didn't feel right somehow although it did feel good in a way because i am allowed to do that, (a sense of freedom) i thought about how people kill dream characters all the time for fun and i hit somebody driving pretty slow (well about 40mph) and i felt guilty.
Since it is just a dream it is okay. This is what lucid dreams are for! well maybe not killing, etc....but you get my point
Moral systems are in place so that you don't harm other people. DCs are not other people so to me there is nothing morally wrong that I can do.
Unless perhaps you believe that when you dream you are in another dimension where you can in fact find other lucid dreamers. And even then would it be wrong to kill them in a dream? Hilarious, but it's nowhere near morally wrong to me.
Hell when I get into the hang of controlling my lucid dreams I am going to become a literal demi-god to the peoples.
whenever im lucid and I think I should feel guilty I dont cuz I remind myself its all a dream, its not what it seems.
i've never felt any guilt for anything i've done
guiltless here...
but think about it: do you tell your partner when you had sex in your dreams? would that be cheating? then perhaps we SHOULD feel guilty, and we're just imoral bastards... heheh ;)
I have the opposite probelm. I've only had a few LD's so far, but in my regular dreams I sometimes find myself in situations where I would have sex with someone that... well... I would love to dream about having sex with. But I always find a way out of the situation because I don't want to cheat on my girlfriend. Then I wake up and I'm all upset because I just passed up sex with ______ when it wouldn't have been cheating.
Perhaps, to fix this, I should think about cheating more often.
I punched a DC in the face and knocked him out cold in a lucid a few nights ago.
I was looking down at him as he started bleeding from nose, and feld mad guilty.
decided right there in the dream that hurting DCs wasn't something I was going to persue while lucid.
Xnyper, r u typing this w/ uy girlfrnd seating next to you or are you for real?? ;)
hehehe
seriously though, i admire ur ethics... but have u thought of yur gf also does the same... or u think girls dont have *that" kind of dreams? heheh i know mine does, but i dont ask, she doesnt tell, and we're happy like that lol :)
Thats how i felt once i run that man over. I realised then that i wasn't going to harm dream characters any more, unless one p****s me off or it's in self defense.Quote:
Originally Posted by awoke
(My Lucid level wasn’t so high, I was able to control my decisions and the scene however I didn’t know I was dreaming.)(Keep in mind all of my dreams Lucid and not lucid always take place in New York I now live in Miami Florida, the only time I dream of Miami is if in the dream I’m on vacation going to and from Miami back to NY.)
Last night I had one of the strangest lucid experiences in a while quite the vivid one in fact. I was walking West on Delancey Street, parallel street to the Williamsburg in downtown Manhattan, in my hometown. 2 DC Homeless men were standing in my path of direction when they both approached me holding hypodermic needles and attempting to walk toward me point the needles at me, they were laughing and giggling as if they thought it was funny however I was very intimidated by them holding large nail like needless, trying to poke me.
I then reached for my pocket knife and at this point I knew it was a dream and knew I had to get rid of these guys the easiest way without waking up, I then targeted one and went straight for him with the knife, I stabbed him in his stomach
(felt so real like really stabbing a person)
then I pulled the knife out and stabbed him again in the same wound repeatedly until confidently I knew he’d fall once I pulled out the knife from his gut. He fell, now the other I had a little problem he was a bit quick and was hard to get at, but eventually I stabbed him up 2, now here’s where shit got thick, I’m in control of the dream but start thinking it’s real and I now have 2 dead bodies to get rid of (I felt guilty about killing these 2 guys not cuz I killed them but cuz of fear of going to jail)
I then try to walk away but see a crowd of foreign tourists coming my way, there had to be about 8 or 10 of them, they were talking a weird language I didn’t understand, sounded like Spanish but with something else, maybe Arabic. Anyway they were walking toward me and I grabbed the bodies and hid them between some parked cars, as they came by for some reason there was tension in the air like the police were alerted someone had been killed, almost like the movie “Bourne Identity” anyway I then decided I was going to pretend I was with the tourists and that I too was a tourist as well, I walked with them and found that they did speak English as well, but had a strange accent, I then made conversation with them and they invited me to hang with them during their vacation, they were on their way to their hotel, now by the time we reach the end of the street Police are on APB, Red alert looking for the killer “me”.
I then avoid eye contact with the police and proceed to walk with them, a cop dressed in heavy gear like a character from "Gears of War" approaches the group and starts asking for everyone’s I.D. for some reason they knew who the killer was by looking at the I.D. I didn’t want to show mine becuz then they’d know I was the guy they were searching for, and there were 100’s of DC cops in uniforms condemning the streets, putting up barricades and setting up checkpoints, I remember seeing other DC’s nearby getting I.D.ed, since there was one cop I.D.ing the "Tourist" DC group he was so busy checking everyones I.d. that I managed to slip by without getting asked for my I.D.
We then proceeded to the hotel room I remember it being on a high floor with a ramp going from the window to a lake, they had mentioned that they lost someone from their group so it was ok If I replaced that person and stay with them.
Then I was stuck with the bloody knife I went to wash the blood off in case anyone in the group saw it and I hid it under a table, I then gazed out the window at the lake and wanted to dump it in the lake, I tried to slide down the ramp but it was too steep I knew if I went down I couldn’t come back to the room to hide and I’d be caught, I slipped and was holding the window sill by my hands and one of the DC Tourist helped me back in the room but he asked me for a favor first and I had no choice but to say yes (I dont recall his question). I then went back In the room when someone saw me hide the knife back under the table, the DC’s freaked out when they saw I was the Killer and they were harboring me, the word spread quickly throughout the room and panic arises I then took control and threatened to kill them all if they didn’t calm down.
From that point I left the room after ordering them to stay put. I left the hotel and walked down the street, however no police approached me because I looked like I was innocent and that I didn’t even know what was going on, (similiar to my pokerface in realy life, flawless.) From then on my recollection of the dream faded, if I recall I will post version part 2. Thank you for reading.
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