I've never been aware of my dreams... I always precieve them as absolute reality. I've woken up in the middle of dreams and felt around for things that should be there. magazines, phones, whathaveyou. But they arent. I've woken up and felt the sensation of the last thing i drempt before waking up. I've actually woken up by jolting out of my bed so fast that i could see the room around me before i actually open my eyes. I've had dreams that involved people that were in the room at one point during my sleep. I've gone for an entire day before i realized that i had woken up that morning, and without thinking i was ever dreaming, suddenly coming to the realization that i wasnt. Many times my dreams will come true, and thats the strangest part.
For centuries, theologians have been explaining the unknowable in terms of the-not-worth-knowing.
- HL Mencken
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Dreams can't be controlled by the mind. It's your subconscious mind that's doing all the thing. And there's a reason behind everydream. It can be a message or perhaps, a premonition. So don't ignore them.
I live not because God wants me to. But because I have the will to go on.LIFE IS HARD. And I don't know why. And I don't plan to understand.
According to your article..I mostly get the WILD ones...I feel like my bed is spinning, and then I'll fall...a lot of the time, I realize I'm dreaming and just enjoy the ride.
I don't remember many of the proceeding dreams; I just remember the getting there.
Graffiti is the most passionate form of literature there is.
I enjoy sleeping, cuz then I can control my dreams aka lucidty. Strangley enough all my thinking, wiritng ideas and everything are during lucid dreaming. Go figure...
Without sensibility no object would be given to us, without understanding no object would be thought. Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.
I take Lexapro, and vivid dreams are a side effect of it. I've only had a few lucid dreams, though. Probably about 3.
"And I am a writer
writer of fiction
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones...
Let me go if you don't love me" ~The Decembrists "Engine Driver"
I had a lucid dream last night. My first long one in a while (it was around 40 minutes). Didn't do much though. Tried to backflip (and couldn't). Had a fight with some martial arts master (and won ).
I hate lucid dreaming. I usually just stand around thinking, "Now what?" Or I go to sleep. It's overwhelmingly boring.
Ubi caritas est vera, Deus ibi est.
"The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls the butterfly." ~ Richard Bach
Well, one time I said, "I wanna unicorn." And a unicorn appeared. And it stood there. I wasn't sure what to do with it, and the unicorn looked really boring and fake. I was bored instantly. So I decided that flying might be fun. So I started to fly. But it was BORING. You see, in the spontaneous dreams it would rouse me and every sense of me was on fire. This time it was ho hum. So I fell asleep in the sky.
Perhaps I like spontaneity?
Ubi caritas est vera, Deus ibi est.
"The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls the butterfly." ~ Richard Bach
Don't know how many I've had ... heaps though. Either over fifty or more than 100 ... I'll vote for the over 50 though.
Had one last night actually ... and the night before. I usually start out dreaming realistically, even if it's completely weird, then sort of start to wake up (I wake up SLOWLY) and realise I'm dreaming and have a bit of fun while I'm there.
I can imagine backgrounds ... my LD's are usually stories, and I'm usually the main charcter. Fun, hey? Well, imagine being only 11 (no offense 11 year olds) and running in a mob of people away from this evil race who wants to kill you. Not so fun. Then imagine trying to fly, but having water chucked on you (these people can't fly if they're wet) and wobbling about a bit before falling back down to the ground. Imagine being shot by an arrow, in the guts, that one really HURT I might add, and slowly dying with no one knowing your there. Imagine the the school being taken over by huge walking plants you grew as a Science experiment and they're walking around killing people and you have to save this little kid (ok, that one was pretty cool)
Actually, that's still fun. I like a bit of a panic every now and again ... particaully if I know it's not real.
So, my dreams often turn into inspiration for my stories.
Oh, you're angry! Click your pen.
--Music and Lyrics
Dreaming for me has always been an extension of reality. Some weird crap sometimes happens, yes, but otherwise it's just me being extremley creative and imaginary. Like always.
Big surprise.
So yeah, loads of those lucid dream-stuff things. But, man, do I love them.
I'm not even angry... I'm being so sincere right now.
Even though you broke my heart.
And killed me... And tore me to pieces.
And threw every piece into a fire.
-"Still Alive"- GLaDOS
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. You're in a place where you can do anything you can imagine (plus more) and all you do is stand there?
jk
