I'm surprised that there isin't already a thread fro dreams. I searched, but nothing came up like I was expecting it. Anyway I like to dream, It is a true escape from reality. A realm that no drug can recreate. Dreams are a place that are truly your own, regardless if your a lucid dreamer, or a regular dreamer. Everyone dreams and if you think you don't thats because you forget before you wake up. Theres so much that has to be understood about our sub-conscience mind and our dreams offer us incite into our own sub-conscience and can help explain who we are or what we're worried about. Anyway I think it would be awesome to have a thread for dreamers and the like. So post a crazy dream, nightmare, reoccurring, or regular dream. discuss and theorize ponder and question. this thread is for the dreamers.
I love dreaming, its the only guaranteed thing in my life. If you were wondering I dream in color, and my dreams tend to be vivid. even with people I don't know like an extra in my dream still have features and faces. My goal tonight is to achieve a state of lucid dreaming. like the smallest bit of self awareness but I'll try. more tomorrow afternoon, a.k.a. my morning.
much less vivid. when I'm not smoking, I'll have at least one lucid dream a week, and remember intricate dreams every night. If I have been smoking, I'm lucky to have one remembered dream a week A lot of my artwork has its basis in things I experience in my dreams, I'm currently working on a small graphic novel of one powerful dream. I also use lucid dreaming to practice odd graphic techniques. One of the most interesting things I've ever done while lucid dreaming was actually condense the air into prisms that refracted light in different hues. I was able to paint things that would morph or melt or come alive. all sorts of craziness. i have a landscape that 80% or so of my dreams are set in, I've even mapped it out. much of it is based on places I've been and there are some very weird aspects.... hmm its easiest if i just scan the map. The sizes and placements change but schematically, the areas are always attached the same way. the bazaar is based on what I experienced on mushrooms walking from the stage area to the parking lot at Allgood Music Fest the school is based on a middle school that we used to play basketball in while in elementary school. it had really creepy showers and dilapidated stalls in the basement the carnival is a labyrinth of different themed areas that have either puzzles to solve or physically impossible amusement park rides or lockers filled with prizes. you find keys to the lockers in the answers of the puzzles or from carnival personnel and guards the ultimate goal for dreams set here are to escape to the wilderness without being killed or distracted by things that'll disappoint me when I wake up (winning shit in the carnival area or hooking up with a girl) theres a shit ton of persistent history that I couldn't possibly describe and would only make me sound insane thats good enough for now. I ought to go to bed now anyway
I normally have some fucked up dreams. The dreams were I tend to die in them violently are always in black and white. I've also had dreams in foreign languages where I spoke the language like fluently even though I can't IRL lol
Cannabis does not affect my level of dreaming or REM sleep so much as it does the level of memory that I retain on awakening. As a fairly long time user, my brain has become attenuated to the frequencies of my own sub-conscious, and over the last several years I have been attempting to remember more of my dreams at the moment of awakening. This has improved my memory considerably, as far as dream retention goes. I rarely have nightmares anymore, and I feel also a greater control of dreamscapes and events within my dreams now, than when I am straight. Dreams are where we begin to construct the future.
perhaps, but I tend not to believe in a mobile consciousness. I think the brain is more than capable of projecting what it wishes internally. I think its just because I am disappointed by what reality has to offer so my mind over the years has made its own landscape where it can do as it pleases as long as it doesn't get caught by my rational waking consciousness embodying the guards. Also I have a great visual memory, I remember seeing facing of classmates from at least 16 years ago and places I've only been to once, so the level of detail is nearly as good as waking life, just not as stable. The more you put into your dreams, the more you can get out of them just like any other activity. How'd last nights experiments turn out Lord Voltan?
ive had wild dreams. probably the two most notable are: a dream where i killed my dad with a trophy, and he threw up all over the place before dying. a dream where i saw myself shoot myself in the head, then saw the entire world cease to exist. ive got plenty more, just no time to add them in full right now.
Under the influence of what? When I blaze I notice that I can never remember my dreams. When I first started fucking with opiates, that's when I noticed some crazy shit. But with MJ, no.
I have more vivid dreams but they make NO sense at all when I sleep high. When I'm not high I have dreams (very rarely) with extreme plots and story structure. It's like a novel in my head that plays out as a movie within my dream. One of these I'm in a cult and escaping into freedom; this is my most vivid dream ever. The only two dreams that came close to that involve me in a tweaked out Jurassic Park in my suburb back in Sac and one where my girlfriend no longer knew who I was. Dreams are fun but I can't seem to make them lucid no matter how hard I try, once I gain the ability to know that I am in a dream I instantly wake up and don't continue the dream while asleep. It kind of blows .
My night was odd. It started a little weird. Normally when I hit the sleep/rem it isn't memorable, like I don't remember it. Last night I awoke from like a pseudo dream before my real dream. The kind where you are sorta in a dream but also sleeping too, it's weird. I was looking down into a pool and someone was coming up straight at me. When she/he broke the surface I was sorta pushed out of the dream back to consciencenes. The best way to describe it would be like I was sticking my head into a dream and I was knocked back out of it. I fell back asleep and was I guess what could be described as my high school, Waikiki beach, a ski resort by my house and a where house. I remember being able to go from place to place seamlessly, and a gun battle that led from the warehouse, to the beach front. Unfortunately I didn't write it down, but the parts I remember are key. I attained the slightest bit of a shred self awareness. nothing that could be considered lucid dreaming, but I do remember saying to my self "this is a weird dream" whats new is that this was the first time I noticed that I had a set areas to go to. I know I went to each place a few times but that was it. Three places that were intertwined. Usually I don't either remember how many places but it was effectively mapped out. I wanna thank Palmer for that. because without noticing my surroundings I wouldn't have noticed my "weird" dream. Tonight I plan on getting more sleep than I did last night, so I think I'm going to have a longer time to attempt interaction with my dreams. Palmer, is that map the place you go when interacting with your dream, like to you have to take your self there or is it always there? I dunno if that makes scene? dream well all!
Dreaming is an amazing think to think about while your tripping I watched my friend sleep for like an hour when I was tripping and thinking about how even though hes right in front of me he is in a tottalty diffrent relaity wich is contained in his head. Oh yea I like sleeping while high things are def vibrant
nope lord voltan, thats just where I seem to end up. There are places that I am at more than others. I don't think I've been to the City section more than twice though I know its connected, but I've been through catwalks of the Old Factory, eluding some Lovecraftian monster that lives in the industrial pools and out through the roof to the Desert Cliffs more times than I can count. I wonder how many times I've fallen from those cliffs....