Since I've found out about lucid dreaming in high school, I've always found it to be kind of interesting, but I never had a serious interest in it until lately. A few things happened that caused this weird shift.
#1 I saw Waking Life: Great movie, no?
#2 My sleep cycle started getting buggered up: It has completely reversed on me, I'll sleep during the day and stay up during the night, generally posting on the internet, but I am trying to do some creative things, for what it's worth. Alcohol and college studies really don't do much for that sort of thing.
#3 Sleeping during the day is weird: For one thing, you always seem to notice things more when there's an active environment around you, and that goes for what you learn about your own dreams. I started noticing dreams in which I sustain an injury, such as hot water being poured on my hand, and my hand jerks in waking life. Also, I would hear things going on outside when I'm dreaming, such as a vacuum cleaner going on, and I would interpret it differently, such as a car engine instead.
However, I had one dream that really got me thinking. I was walking in a bizarre, Alice in Wonderland sort of courtyard, with weird plants growing with the number 7 at the center (for what its worth) I then go into a tunnel, and somehow I tell myself that I must be dreaming. I tell myself, "dreaming, dreaming, DREAMING."
At that point, all hell broke loose. It was like someone pryed open my eyes, except from there my eylids along with my entire face and skin flayed inside out, and I could feel my entire body disintergrate into cosmic dust as I saw every image from humanity condensed into seven or so movie screens. It felt like I finally met God. The one thing I will always remember about this is the feeling. Kind of like an orgasm, but it was more like an intergalactic shiver, as my body just sneezed away into nothingness and all that was left was my conciousness.
I was scared out of my mind, and told myself to wake up. Fortunately, it was a false awakening, and fortunately again, in my dream, I decided to go to sleep again and try for another lucid dream. I guess this method went easy on me, as I had no profound intergalactic shiver, and I proceeded to do other mundane lucid dreaming things, such as flying and pretending I'm in a video game.
While all this was fun and all, it's that weird feeling I had when I first realized I was dreaming that I want to achieve. I was raised Hindu, and I was always told that truly enlightened people will try to realize that the nature of reality is that it's not real, and understanding the nature of reality will allow you to become one with god. If I can't do that in this world, might as well practice in my dreams.
