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I never new what Lucid dreaming was for the majority of my life, or the fact I can do it easily. I just found out a few years ago there was a “name” for what my parents called my “active imagination”. Anyways I have numerous stores of where I can fly, have magic powers or talk with my mom (she died when I was 10), but ever since Iv started studying this (reading books and what not) Iv been able to have what I call the “Blank Room” dream, every few months. (I’m 21 now)
It normally starts out like any normal dream until I see/hear something that I know is off (I look at my watch a lot) then I know I’m dreaming. So I walk into this room, and it’s completely white and nothing in it. It looks like it goes on forever. Here I can pretty much pick what ever I want to do. It’s like I can ‘load’ the environment and people. I can pick if I want powers or not. I can change my age, gender or even form. I then just play along with what ever I pick, and change it any time I want. It’ very much like the “holodeck” on “StarTrek TNG”. I’m a big fan of the show and pretty much based the blank room on it. I even have an exit button (usually on my watch) then when I push it, I wake up.
I always liked going to sleep as a child, and would tell my story like dreams to my parents in the mornings…
~ Dankie
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how lucky you are :)
i think all lucid dreamers wish for a 'blank room' they can go to where
they can load up the settings for the next dream.
Nice one...
It sounds similar to when I sometimes go blank at the start of a lucid
and can't see anything but pure blackness in front of my eyes. From there
I make the details increase and the dream develops from there.
Anyway... Hello, welcome to the forum. And as I said: you're very lucky :)
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Wow.
I LDd often as a child, but never understood what was going on. I would enter a place very similar to what you describe - ceiling and floor, but no walls, no pillars... nothing. But I could bring things into being in it sometimes - if I thought to. I couldn't leave when I wanted though - never thought about creating an exit button. It would sometimes lead back to a normal dream, and other times I would just sit there in that vast void in fear or just quiet uneasiness. It seemed like time stood still when I was there. It felt to me like I accidentally ended up someplace I wasn't supposed to be, and didn't know how to get out of. In my childish mind, I named the experience "close time".
I was never comfortable there, and nobody I tried talking about it had anything encouraging to say about it. I've only had this experience a few times as an adult, and never once since I started deliberately LDing.
