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So i was fooling around on digg.com and came across this site and after reading a bit figured out I had been having lucid dreams for quite a while and had no clue that thats what they were. One of the oldest things i remember were awaking myself from scary dreams. I use to have horrible nightmares about anything and everything and as soon as I realized i was asleep i would have this weird ending suquence (man this part is weird) and i would fall through the rack on a grill but it was comforting because i knew it meant the dream was ending. Now that i know that there are ways to train yourself to be better at this i plan on trying to make all my dreams lucid.Is that possible? Oh and i think i've had maybe 10+ lucid dreams that i could wake up from and remember with perfect detail. |
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wecome to dv, you are a natrual and will find many on this site. |
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Welcome to the Forum!! |
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Hey there, and welcome to the forum. |
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Actually a couple of years after the nightmare incidents i had some other types of dreams where i stayed asleep untill i decided to wake up either A because the dream had become scary or B because i no longer had any interest in the dream. I had a dream that a girl i asked out said no and than literally replied hey this is my dream you cant say no so i guess that counts as staying asleep while being lucid? the dream lasted for about another 10 minutes and got weird and boring and i woke up. My hardest part now is falling into the habit of the dream journal and to understand the whole dream recall thing it just sounds hard. |
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Well, there's at lot more to be being lucid than simply realizing you are dreaming. (Believe it or not!). You could say to yourself: "I am dreaming." and think nothing of it, continuing whatever you were doing. Lucidity requires complete consciousness about the fact that you are dreaming as well as the understanding of the consuquences thereof. (i.e. "I am dreaming. Therefore, I can do whatever I want.") |
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Call it a day when night becomes a mad escape
Forgetting the things you mean to say
When all the right words come too late
And everything falls out of place.
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