Drostan's Sleep paralasys and Dream thread.

[Drostan]

In this thread I'll be posting my non-lucid dream, and sleep-paralysis stories. I will begin experimenting with Lucid Dreaming soon, though, and I will post my stories in the appropriate forum. I've experienced sleep paralysis since I was a young teen. I'm not aware of when it started, but I know it was post-pubescence, early teens. Probably 13 or 14 years old. At that time, it always instilled me with panic. I remember trying to scream and fight and kick it off, only to feel like my lungs were collapsing, and my legs were filled with cement. Over the course of several years, I've essentially studied my mental state, whenever sleep paralysis occurs. Because of this, I rarely panic, when experiencing sleep paralysis. When I experience sleep paralysis, I have a weird feeling as I'm falling asleep. Its small, sudden, jolts of consciousness that wake me up from being nearly asleep. If I catch it early on, I leave my room, turn on some lights, whatever, go back to sleep. I've found that it occurs almost every time I sleep on my back, which makes me sleep on my side. I always manage to have my eyes open with the sleep paralysis, so I can actually see my surroundings. I'll actually occasionally dream of having sleep paralysis, an interesting affair, indeed. I'll sometimes "fight through it" and get up, do some things, only to realize I never got up. This used to be simply frustrating, though I now take some humor in it, because I'm fooled every time. Occasionally, I'll experience hallucinations. Due to the dream-like state I'm in, I can be highly influenced by my own thought pattern. I usually see horrifying faces (I have a weird phobia of faces, I don't know why) I've seen demonesque children, Ring-girl-walking along my walls, with their gaunt and horrifying faces (though I can never recall detail, I just know they're faces) always oriented towards me. And of course, the dark presence looming over me. Interestingly enough, I've had sleep paralysis at school before. I've had it several times, in fact. I spent a large portion of my sophomore and senior highschool years sleeping on my desk (and still averaging a B) I've found that a sharp intake of breath can often break the sleep paralysis, waking you back up. It can take a few tries though. In a bed, this does not seem to work. --------- Recently, an interesting thing happened. I was caught off guard, by sleep paralysis, as it had not happened in some time. I was in the same room as my sister-in-law, who before this time knew nothing of sleep paralysis. I managed to make enough noise for her to become concerned and touch my shoulder, which INSTANTLY allowed me to move freely. I have never been able to actually make a sound in sleep paralysis, so I was amazed. This will be where my Non-Lucid dream journal will begin. ------------------------------------ Entry one: Sleep Paralysis. Date: About a month ago. Drug influence: None. I'm on the phone with my dad, for the first time in a while, talking about the house we just moved from. I say "Oh! I have something to tell you!" I spend a few minutes trying to remember what it was though. Really trying hard. At this point, I began to wake up. (the over-activity of trying to remember something must have started it) All of a sudden, I'm on my futon, I'm on my back, head's on my pillow, sideways to the rest of the room. I hear my sister-in-law typing on her computer, which is about 5 feet way from me, in the direction of my head. I recognize at this point, that I'm stuck in sleep paralysis. I forget to do my normal practiced breathing, and instead I literally think: "Don't think of anything scary. Shit." At this point a shadow-person is now in front of me. I panicked. For the first time in years, sleep paralysis made me panic. I tried to scream. I tried to kick and punch and move and shout, but one thing I managed to ACTUALLY do... was whimper. I whimpered, and made little, terrified noises, almost inside-voice volume whimpers. My sister-in-law was actually scared, because of how terrified I sounded, and tapped me on the shoulder, bringing me back to conciousness. -------- Entry one: Sphere of air Date: About a week ago Drug influence: Light alcohol. Note: I've found that when I drink just a little alcohol, my dreams are more memorable. This dream, I start off in a space-craft, with my father, and I'm a child, of about ten. I should note that the people in my dreams don't always resemble people I know. I occasionally dream from another's point of view, as if reading a book. The dream starts out almost as if I'm reading or being read something, from a book. The kid in the dream is very intelligent for his age, far surpassing his peers in intellectual prowess. He's always been intelligent, even from a young age. After (hearing, feeling, being told, KNOWING) that information, I'm now dreaming fully from his perspective, yet at the same time, not through his eyes. My father and I arrive at a small, white-dwarf star, while nameless in this dream, is the hub of what is left of the human race, after millions of years of space travel. We cruise nice and close to the star, to gather energy for out next jump. My father and I leave our craft, and approach the star together. He explains to me, that this star has a layer of air around it, about ten feet deep. ------- THIS IS THE MOST VIVID PART OF THE DREAM Hearing this from my 'father' is exciting, and I reach my hand forward, and touch the layer of air. When I pull my hand back, it follows, rippling slightly, like a dense gas in air. I almost feel it, it's almost like a liquid, but not quite. I recall, then, being in the air-layer, and flipping back, all I see is the sun, and I have a falling feeling. -------- ----- Another perspective change. It's as if I'm watching something, while my brother tells me of a character in the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. (My brother had given me the book a week prior, and I had yet to read it, at the time of this dream) I actually remember the quote, more or less. "Just before the gravity became so strong, as to crush the kid, he did something amazing, he brought himself to the absolute end of his own life, and from there, he went back to the beginning of his own life, to his own birth." [I think this is where I started to wake up, because the dream became less tangible, and it pretty much fuzzes out]

[Drostan]

February 7th, 2012 Update: No lucids, and I can't remember what my dreams were of. I need to find a better place to sleep, where I can spend time after I wake up, to remember my dreams.