Thread: WiseEggHeads Happy Funtalk

That's a really good story you have here. I really hope I would never get into an inception-style dream..



When I was really young (between 8 and 12 I think) I had a dream that reoccurred. I think I had this dream like 4 times. I remember watching TV in the evening with my dad when there was a movie playing (still trying to figure out which movie it was) and there was a little boy (In the dream I was the boy) that got dumped into a ditch, and then a man came to the boy and cut hes lungs out. After I watched that part of the movie I experienced that in my dream being the boy. Every time I got the dream I got really, really scared. I remember this because it was so special I had the same dream multiple times.

I dream really weird...

Edit: keep posting your dreams, they are nice to read!

I had a LD a while back that I ended up losing lucidity from because it was so scary.
There was a zombie apocalypse and I had been driving around the town in a van with my friends when we stopped at some woods. An old man in torn clothes and blood running down his face ran up to us and he was panting.
"No..don't go..in woods. Jason's...murder.." It was like that for the whole conversation (the ... are panting marks) so it was hard to understand what he was saying. We sat him down in the van and once he had calmed down he talked to us.
"In those woods are the souls from the people that Jason (the serial killer) has murdered. They attacked me and I barely made it out. They feed on the souls of the living..." and just then the van started getting banged up on. We jumped out and..it was horrible. There were lots more people there now, all trying to fight off the monsters but failing miserably and most of them lost their lives in the effort of it. At this point I lost lucidity. I tried to fight off the monsters but I couldn't, there were just to many. They ranged from snakes to lions with human heads. It was honestly the most scary dream I think I've ever had.

at Gregory: You bet mate!

at Xvaiuer: That sounds like a really scary dream. How old were you when you dreamt it? I remember how I occasionally dreamt about zombie apocalypse too, which was connected to my fear of zombies back then in my childhood, which was caused by resident evil 3 nemesis, as a kid when I first saw those (for that time) high-end CGI render-scenes when my cousin was playing RE3 on his PSone, the picture of that huge zombieherd overrunning the raccoon city police defense line and the rest of the city burnt itself deep into my memory and gave me the worst childhood nightmares. I even hallucinated at nights where I saw a zombie standing where normally our hallstand would be. So yeah, I dreamt a LOT of zombie invasions, sometimes I was armed and would fight back with a group of survivors, sometimes the zombies had guns and shot back, sometimes I pretended to be on the side of the zombies because they were stronger, so they would leave me alone, the funny thing is, nowadays I find zombies pretty f**king funny, and I can't imagine why I was so terrified of them back then, but I guess I have to blame my photographic memory. I always tend to picture things with my inner eye, as a kid I had to fight back to prevent my inner eye from generating pictures of zombies and demons.

That dream of yours must have been pretty disturbing though. I always feel this panic when I'm in some sort of apocalyptic scenario, and reading your dream that panic must have been 10x more intense being lucid, than non-lucid.

But honestly I do not think there is a deeper meaning to dreams like these. They merely are things you have seen in your awake state, your brain processes in your sleep.

Weekly addition #2:

I will take the opportunity to post my very first lucid experience because it really defined my mentality and the way I think about my sub-consciousness a ka alter ego.

So as all people who just discovered lucid dreams, I was very thrilled to test it myself and see how far I can go, my mind was constantly around being lucid and I was doing reality tests all the time etc. It took me around two weeks to traverse the threshhold, I was at my friends house and we were sleeping after a hardcore party night with lots of booze. I have read somewhere that substances like ethanol or nicotine may cause easier lucidity and I think in my case they did. I am not going to talk about illegal substances though (for now at least). So I was laying on this guest-bed, with a little bit of dizzyness left in me from the drinking, I was not drunk anymore though. And I tried to WILD just for the heck of it, I didn't shoot into the dream lucid right away, but I felt how easier and faster I was getting sucked into the hypnagogic pictures, so I just let go.

I was in a little room, a guy that I know wass lying under a big bowl, which was filled with water and hanged on chains from the ceiling at each of it's four sides. The guy and this bowl were in the centre of the room, around us were chairs on each side of the wall with people sitting on them, observing us. He was constantly laughing and pushing this bowl from below, which caused it to swing around violently, which caused the water in it to squirt around. I was very concerned with this water so whenever he pushed it, I rushed to where that water was squirting and catched it mid-air with another bowl, then poured it back into the huge bowl (yes this is very random and makes no sense). He repeated to push the bowl several times, and I always struggled to catch the water and pour it back. At one point though, I started getting pissed off, because it was non-logic to me, to keep doing that crap. A split-second later I knew it had to be a dream, since it made no sense to me and was too random.

I don't know how you guys feel about it, but the moment I realize I'm dreaming (causing a DILD) within a dream, I always get this huge shocked/astonished sensation, as if I have discovered something hidden.

The second after I understood my situation, I was shot back onto that guest-bed, lying beside my body, I looked at myself in awe because I was right next to myself but not inside myself (?), my body looked pretty dead to me but I was way too excited to be scared. The next second I was like "HELL YEAH, NOW I'M GONNA SHOOT THROUGH THAT ROOF", and before I even finished that thought I shot through the roof beyond this world into space with lightspeed. I kept flying past stars and planets and was so fascinated about the experience that I cried imaginary tears (my pillow was soaking wet after I woke up). I somehow landed on another planet, right into another realm/civilization where I was flying over streets and roofs of a city in the renaissance-style. They had these cobblestone streets, you know? So there I saw a single entity, walking down a road and I decided to land next to him and talk to him. I struggled a bit with the flying-manouvers and managed to land right next to him, to my surprise he was a classmate of mine.

Now things get weird.

I asked him something, but I can not remember what I asked him, I know somehow that my question is crucial to give me more clarity about this dream, but neither do I remember having a voice, nor do I remember what I asked him, which is quite a bummer to me. But nevertheless, after I finished my question he turned towards me, put his hands on my shoulders, came real close to my face, with a superintense-serious look in his eyes, as if something insanely great was at stake. And he kept repeating: "You don't belong here. You must leave. You must go. This is not your place. Leave, now.", while shaking me back and forth, as if he was trying to wake me up. I got extremely confused, because I really didn't want to leave. I decided to ignore his talk and just smiled at him in a way like: "Yeah, okay then. Now get the F off and leave me alone." His stare was intense, now that I remember it, it was like he was making me feel ashamed, because his stare would hit me deep inside my naked-uncovered-core (?) Anyways, after that weird situation I blinked and he vanished in an instant. Then I turned around to keep exploring, but with THAT SINGLE turn, I saw the entire scenery change and transform along, and when I finished turning, behind me was now the rest of the city, but in front of me some kind of bizarre beating gaping entrance into a dark forest had opened. It was like a gate made of thorns, branches, liana and alike, and they all were formed into some sort of gate. Around them a few bushes and trees formed, the branches of those trees were like thin desiccated arms with bony long fingers, which were kind of embracing this gate. Everything on this side was pitchblack, there was no way to look past that gate, because everything inside and beyond it was black/dark, the clouds and sky around that gate were dark too and everything was pulsating, like they were breathing or alive. I still recall these vibrations of energy which the gate was emitting with every beat it did (like heartbeats). They were dark energies, and I could see them come out of the gate in purple streams and go through everything, like gamma rays. And I instantly got this gutwrenching very bad bad feeling about the entire situation. I was confused, I was scared, and yet I really wanted to know what was behind that gate/entrance. I was trembling, yet I knew I could stop this whenever I wanted to, but I was not ready to give up and leave yet (I must say this gate itself, it was like it was talking to me and telling me to run away, to leave). The dark waves it was emitting, it was like they tried to take me and carry me away. But I didn't let them (just like when it's extremely windy, and you kind of have to stand a bit diagonal towards the wind to not get thrown off your feet). Just as if that gate understood that I made up my mind and wanted to stay, the gate opened, making this intense sound of screeching rusty metal. I took a step towards it, just to stand still frozen when I saw these two blood-red eyes coming out of the gate, towards me. I now could also hear this teethgrinding sound of a hungry animal, it was a pitchblack huge wolf, which came out of the gate and stood in front of it, as if it was guarding the gate. The wolf kept staring me in the eye, grinding it's teeth and making these threatening sounds, just like some sort of heavy mumbling. You may say, NOW I was scared shitless to the bone and unable to grasp what the F was happening. I turned around, to see if my back was still free to run off and explore another part of this dream, but hell no, as if something in this dream was aware of me and my thoughts, now behind me a clone of the same wolf had spawned. And like somebody who is about to lose his patience with somebody stubborn like me, the two wolves were now moving towards me from both sides, slowly but steady.

You see, at this point I was frozen by fear, I had no energy to move, and since it was my very first lucid dream I was confused/scared/astonished/freaked out, all at once, as if my brain was almost exploding because my mind couldn't take anymore input.nI remember telling them two wolves to f*ck themselves, flinged them off, closed my eyes and wished to wake up, which I did.

You can imagine how confused I was and partly still am. I thought a LOT about this dream, and as I said in the beginning, I am almost 100% sure that my alter ego was not happy with me invading his world/realm in an aware state, why? Because your alter ego can't take control over you (where you go autopilot in a dream and are non-lucid), when you are lucid. At least that's my conclusion.

Now we see that there were three stages, which increased in intensity, the more I resisted my alter egos will.

1. He showed up in form of somebody who I know and who I like, to attain my calm and trust. He proceeded to tell me verbally but in a very serious manner, yet non-threatening way, that I need to leave ASAP.

I ignored his warning.

2. He changed the scenery into something more threatening, OR the scenery changed itself as a result of me not leaving (?) I am not quite sure here. This gate, this dark forest that showed up in the middle of the street, I still wonder what was/is beyond it. And I am quite sure that whatever it is, it is part of my mind, of mine and my alter egos. Maybe he was locking away something evil in there? Maybe that's the place where my inner demons are held, so they can't affect my waking-self? Or all of that was merely created just to make me leave?

But yet, he/it/they didn't succeed.

3. Now this gate opened. Why did it open? Am I the only one who can open it, by mere wish/will? Did my alter ego open it to scare me? To show me some of the terrors that are in there? Or were those wolves just guardians of that gate? Or did my alter ego show up as those two wolves to threaten me?

I am not quite sure, but whatever it was, he managed to make me leave the dreamplane.

What is amazing, is this progressive increase of intensity, which was necessary to get rid of me. I wonder, what would have happened if I hadn't left? What would have happened if I had challenged the wolves? What would I have had witnessed beyond that gate? What would I have had seen in that pitchblack forest?

Why was my alter ego freaking out so much? What was he concerned about? What was he protecting from me? OR was he rather protecting me from something?

You see, I had night-terrors for about a month after this first lucid experience, I was scared to fall back into that lucid-state and be confronted with that situation again. I had problems to fall asleep, I was a wrecked mess. I then forced myself to face this irrational fear of falling asleep, and inner demons etc., this evil energy around me in my wake-state, hallucinations, self-induced terror and such. And I overcame it all. I had numerous lucid dreams after that first specific one, but I have never ever

a) attempted to get back there to that gate or b) witnessed my alter ego go nuts on me.

A part of me still is curious to know what lies there. Another part of me is content to leave it be and call it an experience.

I feel like giving in to the curious-side of me, go back there and rain havoc on all of it. But meh, I don't know man...