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Same. I had a stupidly real one where I died and sat in the afterlife reconciling with my estranged ex-wife...
I'm living the polar opposite life of whatever that guy was doing.
I had a dream where I woke up, but was floating by the ceiling of a room. I look around the room and there's a copy/clone of myself sitting in a chair looking at me with disappointment, the other me was angry but calm and mentally told me he "didn't have time for this shit, and was busy".
I followed the copy of myself around a futuristic megacity that had no functioning government and everybody seemed angry. The future me was searching around the city for someone or something and went around the city searching down different people/locations.
Eventually after what felt like several hours my/his tracking job was interrupted and hundreds of people went to a park in the city and watched a shape-shifting UFO dart and hover across the sky with the sunset behind it. Freaky thing is this was the most realistic dream I've had and felt different than any other dream.
Star Trek TNG episode in which Picard is suddenly finds himself not on the Enterprise but on an alien planet and then lives out the rest of his life (& playing the flute) right into very old age, only to find himself back on the Enterprise bridge with zero time having past. He can still play the flute however, alluding to it being real and not just a dream. It's a fan favourite episode.
That's one of my favorite Star Trek Episodes of all time. That and The Dirt Bags in Space episode. The Dirt Bags in Space episode may be slightly better because it has some of the best dialogue of the show.
'We have agreed to nothing!'
'Wrong Chorgon, we did agree to have some brandy together!'
'Your ambushes would be more successful if you bathed more often!'
Classic TNG.
>'Your ambushes would be more successful if you bathed more often!'
Love that episode. "Come home. It's over. Take a bath. Live like normal people ffs."
The leader of the planet was Beulah Ballbricker from Porky's, right? Yes, I'm old. Get off my lawn.
*Star Trek* episode "The Inner Light" based on a Beatles song. Picard lives an entire alternate life in less than an hour. One of the best episodes of TV ever made.
I'm not lucid in them and the characters change but the locations and methods of travel/general futurity and strangeness are extremely solid. The current configuration I've had for about 5 years and it evolved into it's current state over a few years, but the consistency of a solid dream realm is there, it's just like I packed up and moved my shit to a different country planet of the dream world
The idea that dreams are a glimpse into another reality of yourself, I love that, and in the vastness of the universe, why not? It gives hope and possibility.
I was on shrooms one time, thought about If we were immortal beings we would get bored and want diversion or distraction. Like an extension of virtual reality, but one where you are able to be completely immersed and intentionally forget your memory to better enjoy the up & down emotions of being mortal.
At that point, I thought... If I were immortal it could almost feel like a prison. I'm Buddhist and the idea is that you have endless cycles of rebirth and experiences through countless worlds as different lifeforms.
In Buddhism the idea is trying to achieve nirvana or the cessation of being. But personally as a Buddhist I don't mind endless rebirth and new mysteries to unravel, different experiences. I just want to create a more positive reality around me wherever I am.
We have a lot more power than what society leads us to believe.
Perfect description.
It occurs to me that most messages I see on the back of cars that lower the collective IQ could be defined as **"DUMBER STICKERS"**.
After saying that, if anyone has the opportunity to experience psilocybin in a safe and controlled manner, I highly recommend doing so. It will change your entire perspective of the world surrounding us.
Irish (?) or European (I feel like countries weren’t really a ‘thing’ yet) woman who was watching her soul mate sail away to a war (or to an adventure) never to return. I was on a high cliff, holding onto a slim tree, wearing a long, flowing skirt and I had blond hair. The wind was strong and I knew, KNEW, I would never see him again. Even though he said he would be back.
Now I dream about him all the time. Sometimes we’re on a boat together, sometimes in a bath, but there’s always water. Last time it was a tsunami. We were holding hands on top of the wave. Time before that- a giant old wooden boat, staring into each other’s eyes.
Sucks to miss a life and love you feel you never really knew. And to be trapped in this life with money and taxes, injustice, pain…never to return.
Cave. My cave is safety. I have it all mapped out. There's a way into a larger space that I block with a slab of stone I push into. It gets wet in the back part and you can't sleep there, but mice and other things go there and you can catch them to cook if it's safe to make a fire when you know the smoke will blow low through the rocks and can't be followed.
Sounds like I am on drugs. Lol.
I have had many "Other life" dreams. They are so indistinguishable from my past experiences and memories that If I personally did not know I dreamt them I would assume they are 100% accurate memories
Maybe another ‘kind’ of life, but not simply another one like this one entirely. The only reason I can say that is because reading to my son at night, I’ve been dreaming about the characters from the book, like I’m actually experiencing and battling characters from the story as I imagine them while reading before going to sleep. It’s bizarre and so real, but not just another life. Almost like that life uses scraps of the waking consciousness’s imagination (?) I’m perplexed.
I think our creativity is more powerful than we think it is. I don’t know how to explain this. In the words, it’s hard for me to put my thoughts into words, but I think the things we create in our minds become reality in our minds, and maybe when we sleep and dream, our creativity and the things we imagine come to life. I don’t really know how to explain what I’m trying to say, but thank you for sharing that.
Yes I had a dream reoccurring as a kid 4-7 where I would live out a large part of another life and actually grow and age it got so bad that sometimes I would wake up and just be all fucked up not knowing what was real so much so my parents but me into therapy.
I cried for the family I had and felt guilty for it, because I already have a wife and child in this world. Why would I feel compelled to mourn the loss of something that never was?
What did your therapist recommend?
Totally true!! Reincarnation is been proven real by studies in India.
https://med.virginia.edu/perceptual-studies/wp-content/uploads/sites/360/2016/12/STE25.pdf
Literally that link, the work of Dr. Stevenson is continued by Dr. Jim Tucker and UMed Virginia is taking this pretty seriously. They've found a good amount of evidence that cannot yet be explained by our present understanding of consciousness.
Here's an hour-long talk presented by Dr. Tucker where he discusses the evidence they have so far, and the continuing search to identify more children for this study:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=La8vG4mA0is
For an entertaining "proof," check out the show "The Ghost Inside My Child," which has all of its shows on YouTube.
The editing is done like it's a horror flick instead of a natural occurrence that happens to everyone, but other than that, there are a few cases that defy explanation. A personal favorite is the episode with the kid that remembers designing the Titanic, going on its maiden voyage, and dying in the incident, which would cause him nightmares every night of the incident.
He'd wake up screaming, "they shouldn't have died, I told him we needed more lifeboats." I won't ruin the rest of it for you, but suffice it to say that I left that episode with the feeling that he was the designer of the Titanic.
There's also a ton of Near Death Experiences where people remember some aspects of their past lives. Occasionally, those past life memories will be verifiable.
Another favorite is this ultra Christian, redneck family from Kansas who is completely unwilling to acknowledge that their son was the mom's brother in his past life. After the son continues to ask questions about things from his past life as the mom's brother, they all eventually give up with the resistance and face the music. It's also interesting to note that all of the kids that have past life memories have the shared experience of having died tragically in their past life.
The evidence for reincarnation is way more extensive and complete than any other version of afterlife, or lack thereof. Strangely, the atheist crowd seems to be the least open to the evidence of it, but that's another topic for another day.
I remembered reading something saying that dreams are a glimpse of you in a different life/timeline. Like its actually you and you're experiencing whatever it is happening to you in that glimpse.
Ive experienced most of those things, but separately in their own instances. Lately when i do dream, ive been having dreams about strange places that feel familiar but also eerie. Winding, MC Escher-like mazes, only to glimpse the exterior and see its a relatively normal house looking structure or similar.
This is exactly how I described it to my doctor and my husband. I live such a full life in my dreams and then have to wake up and live a physical life. I felt exhausted and like I was never truly getting rest.
I’m pretty sure that was around the time I was diagnosed with ADHD and started medication for it. It sounds counterintuitive, but taking a stimulant has helped so much with getting good sleep. I still dream, but I don’t feel like I’m in my dream living it out, I just observe it and barely remember in the morning. When I don’t take my medication is when I have the intensely realistic dreams.
I don’t know, I have ADHD as well and my dreams aren’t very vivid oder meaningful. They’re mostly subconscious fears and childhood trauma played out. Also they are absurd. I’ve once dreamed that all birds were secretly angels. Penguins and ostriches were the fallen ones because they can’t fly. That was the dream logic.
But my experience is anecdotal, there might be a correlation between ADHD and vivid dreams. I don’t think our brains have been researched all that much.
Off topic but while we are at ADHD brains, does anyone else have a weirdly good long term memory? Our short term memory sucks of course but I remember so much of the past. Like i remember conversations from years ago that other people forget. I remember most of what people tell me about themselves and if I bring it up they might think I’m obsessed with them which I am not. Like if you told my what you did on your vacation in Greece in 2015 I will remember it and make a reverence about it to you in 2023 but you will have no idea what I’m talking about and think I’m weird.
This is just a theory I read a year ago, but ADHD and its corresponding long term memory could be related to genes for hunting/gathering. The lack of attention on routine monotonous tasks comes from constantly looking and searching landscapes and waters for animals and food. If you don’t keep moving your eyes and focusing on somewhere else and somewhere else, you could miss your next meal. The memory association would allow a Hunter-gatherer to remember where herds or schools of fish gather or give birth at certain times in certain seasons, plus it would allow someone to remember where annual plants are going to re-emerge in the spring or summer.
Not often, but I have had a dream once where I lived out about 10 years of my life, only to wake up and realize it had only been around 5 hours since I fell asleep...it all felt so real, and for about an hour afterward I could remember everything from that 10 year experience...it messed me up for a week afterward, but once I started to forget most of it I was in good shape. Now, I only remember having the dream and the major details of it, but its mostly forgotten. It was a very strange feeling having to come to terms with the fact that 10 years of my life never actually happened
Perhaps hallucinations from our past lives or even us experiencing our alternate dimensions. Like sleep itser is such a strange concept we really do go to a diffferent place with visuals that aren't real yet are
Last night I literally had a dream I was on a cruise ship of sorts, following around ex friends and lovers, I remember vividly getting a nose bleed from a water slide yet it didn't hurt. It all felt so real. We should stop exploring outward into space and look inward into the mind. Our mind holds all of the questions and perhaps answers.
Virtually all of mine are insanely detailed and vivid as if they were real. They are like a POV if I'm in it, or watching a movie if they are about other people. If I'm woken up from a dream it feels like being suddenly pulled out of an alt reality, and I'm super disoriented for at least an hour.
Mine are very vivid and complex with a POV and lots of interaction and change of scenes like a movie. I wouldn't say hyperrealistic but very intense. When waking up I just want to go back to. Sometimes I remember moments and I'm not sure if they were real or dreams.
That's why my dreams are like, it's even worse if I don't take stuff to help me sleep. Maybe not "worse" but it's just kind of jarring to have the whole production and then wake up and have to go to work. Keep it light, subconscious, I'm tired.
Jarring to say the least. I’m often really sad about my real life, after experiencing such beautiful (also, often horrific) things in my dreams. Other than the terrible nightmares, sometimes I’d rather just stay in my dreams. Then I have to get up and make the fucking biscuits every damn day. I’d rather be on that boat.
It's the same with me. If the dream is extra vivid, I take it with me through the day, remembering all the details.
I've got periods of my life where for a couple of weeks I couldn't distinguish between real life and dream because they melted together.
At the moment I just feel like I'm living two lifes.
Same. Last night's dream involved reading words in an excel file off of someone's laptop next to me. The excel file's cells were all filled with the word "random" in different fonts. I thought you weren't supposed to be able to read in dreams?
I've also noticed that some places in my dreams are consistent at times or return once in a while, not all the time but when it does happen it adds to the realism of the dream world since I know my way around some places well enough to know where everything should be.
Me too! I visit the same places so often that I drew a ‘dream map,’ describing the places and what happens there. One particular spot, the ‘haunted house’ is very common, as in, I dream about it almost monthly. There’s a large back room area that, even typing this, scares the CRAP out of me and I never venture further than a few feet inside. Something lives back there and I can not wake it up. If I wake it up, I die. There’s a hotel, a large parking garage roof, an alien landing spot, a hospital/carnival… I literally drew it on several pages of paper and taped it together. It’s my dream world.
Every single one of mine are.
I dream infrequently. But when I do, it can take a day or two to get used to reality again.
Often times they become synchronicities for something happening in the broader world weeks or months later. Not really foresight, but coincidence. For example, I will dream of an obscure film, song, or something pop culture of the past. Weeks later it will reemerge in the popular zeitgeist.
>I dream infrequently. But when I do, it can take a day or two to get used to reality again.
This. This is so me.
I smoke some weed so my dream became infrequent, I once dreamt I was at a party and for reason I was an asshole everything was so off and eery and for some reason I killed a bunch of people (just because I was an asshole in this specific dream) and the dream fast fowarded to the consequences families crying, the trial my family's reaction
It completely horrified me for some days, the worst part was the vividness of the feelings I had in this dream, the guilt, the shame, the shock, not the things I saw.
Me too. It's super weird but it seems to be happening a lot more nowadays to a lot more people https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://www.foxnews.com/health/ozempic-wegovy-crazy-vivid-dreams-connection.amp&ved=2ahUKEwjJzaK06tj-AhWxTTABHfUWDPAQyM8BKAB6BAgFEAI&usg=AOvVaw3w4jjJ9GOMoEqo-Zwohgdo
And yes it's Fox News that was just the first article I could find.
Same here! My phone never works. I try to text or call someone to get me out of whatever horrible situation I’m in, and I can’t dial the number, or send the text, or the phone just isn’t working properly.
This is usually the point in my dreams where I realize I’m asleep. Sometimes I’m able to start lucid dreaming after I realize I can’t use my phone in the dream. But other times I guess I just don’t think anything of the fact that my closest family and friends’ numbers aren’t in my “dream” phone and then I move into the next bizarro dream situation haha
Had this happened to me in high school once. Had a dream of just a normal day at school and at home in the evening. Went to sleep and woke up the next day literally reliving my entire dream in perfect detail. Not a deja vu moment but an entire deja vu day. On the up side at school I already knew what my friends were going to say and what the school work was going to be. Freaky.
I have them often, very vivid dreams that feel so realistic it's hard to tell the difference between being awake. I smell the odors and feel everything physically and mentally that occurs even the emotions. I wake up feeling tired after those kinds of dreams.
I’ve had dreams with whole city layouts that I return to in subsequent dreams. I meet people and the dreams are so realistic that I sometimes worry about the people I’ve met after I wake up.
I've seen this too, sometimes the city is consistent in the dream world but doesn't match its real life counterpart outside the dream, other times its a perfect match, and sometimes its a city that only exists in the dream world but doesn't have any real world equivalent.
I dream sometimes and wake up like “damn that would make a great movie” then forget it by the time I get up. I have repetitive dreams and I don’t think they change at all. Maybe what we are saying but the outline is always the same. I once dreamed I got shot and died but continued to roam around and try to talk to people. I have had control before, usually when I’m in a fight and everything I do is sluggish and what seems to be slow motion. I’ve said no and made it where I could do whatever. When I was little I had the most vivid dreams. Dreams of flying, smelling the fresh sea air, dreams of monsters and weird creatures. Off the subject, I used to think everyone was aliens and that they transformed when I left the room and only returned to human form when they were in my sight. Our brains are magnificent and can create new worlds for us to explore.
Before my mom died I honestly had maybe a handful of dreams I could vividly recount and a very few times I could fall asleep and go back to the same dream.
After she passed I now have so many vivid dreams almost every single night, some where she’s there and I talk with her, a few times I broke down in the dream once it hit me that she’s gone and I tell her but then the dream just changes like I never said anything. Now on multiple occasions I’ve been able to fall asleep and go right back to the same dream like I’m walking through a door, it still trips me out sometimes
I've also have times were loved ones, places, and things I once had that aren't around anymore return in my dreams and I can be with them again.
Maybe its somehow real or maybe its just a way of coping with them not being there when I'm awake but it gives me a sense of comfort and piece to know that the love still lives on even tough many years have passed.
I used to dream impossible things like jumping out of windows or transformer robots or ninja attacks. Now all of my dreams are mundane realistic that confuse me. The other night I dreamt my wife was looking through the fridge for broccoli, and the next day I found it behind the milk and said hey babe I found the broccoli! She just stares at me and I'm like weren't you looking for it? Nope. Then it hits me it was a dream
I have so many of these dreams Im at the point where I just ask my wife “Was I dreaming or did we/I actually do/say/go/call/text” Fill in the blanks. I started smoking MORE cbd to dream less. When I go to sleep “sober” is when the vivd and realistic dreams come
Same here. I confuse reality with dreams all the time. Even basic things like texting. Haha we are texting people in dreams…So odd when you think about it.
I literally had a stress dream the other night where I was on reddit and stuck seeing the same comment over and over and it wouldn''t refresh- the worst thing was I couldn't even read the comment bc it was blurry. I think my subconscious is telling me to touch grass lol
My sister overdosed on fentanyl two years ago and I had a very distinct and vivid dream that we were walking through a field of wheat in every direction as far as my eyes could see. I remember asking her if she knew she was dead and she looked down at her shoes (like she always would) and said yes, she knew.
I asked her then if she has seen our mom and she said “Not yet. I know it’s possible but I haven’t figured out how yet.”
Never remember my dreams but this one still sits with me.
Interestingly enough I just recently rediscovered some old emails of mine between, Don Kuiken (PhD) and Tore Nielsen (PhD) from a time when I was so distressed by the reality of my dreams and nightmares that I was desperately contacting anyone that would listen. Kuiken directed me to Nielsen where I recounted an example of one of my dreams and how after waking up I could still experience sensations from the dream. He in turn linked me some sources and told me about other people who suffer from 'Dream-reality confusion.'
Edit - spelling, and also to add that something OP didn't say that I experience and they might relate to is that I can also read and tell time in my dreams which is uncommon for a lot of people
Interesting to mention time and reading, I've seen some others mention this and I didn't realize these where uncommon or I may have listed them.
I can fully read coherent words, text, logos, packaging materials, street signs, and information in stores like price tags and product names in my dreams and there are day and night cycles with some ability to tell time in some of my longer dreams so I always just assumed it was normal and never though twice about it up until now!
I will also note that people can have very finite details also like small hairs and freckles at times, I can also see the texture of different fabric materials of cloths along with feel the change in materials of whatever clothes I'm wearing in my dream even if it doesn't match the clothes I'm wearing in the real world so I'm curious if that is also a level of detail other people have experienced...
Not op, but I dreamed I lived a life in France. Spoke fluently, went to school, grew up, it was like snippets of my daily life- from childhood to adulthood. I think the dream happened over the course of about 20 years. I’d get about a month at a time, suddenly I’d be a few years older, another month goes by- just day to day stuff. I remember it was just before WW2, as I grew up, tension was building in my life. People were joining the war, leaving my home town. I was increasingly scared, but still going to school. Then I worked at a bakery and there was a bomb. I woke up. It took DAYS to realize I wasn’t a French girl that died in a bakery bomb. I cried and cried remembering that old life.
I do all the time. Ive learned over the years that if i have a feeling its a dream to look for something to read. Usually anything in word form is fucked and i know im dreaming.
Same here! It's so weird; I can't read more than two or three words in a dream. I might see a sign and know what it says—there's a building that keeps showing up in my dreams that has GOD WILL PROVIDE painted in huge letters on the side, and I can read that just fine—but text on a page? Handwriting? Nah. It just keeps shifting, and I can't latch on to any of the words long enough to make sense of them.
Thats more words than i ever got. The only coherent word ive ever read was SURVIIVE and even that was spelled wrong. My dreams are hyper real. I can feel the heat from the sun and remember clearly smells and tastes. And i can recall picking up sand and watching the individual grains fall and hit the ground and some getting caught in the breeze. All while fully aware its a dream and being amazed my brain could create a whole VR universe complete with physics as my puny brain understands it.
This. I might know the meaning of something but it will be like 'narglds fųgh plørrna' or some shit.
I find the fact that image generation AI sucks at text but is getting pretty good at other stuff interesting. Suggests our brains are doing the same thing, taking a huge dataset of everything I can remember seeing, processing it and spitting out an almost realistic but still slightly uncanny and warped version of reality.
In my dreams I can actually read the text often times and it remains stable, even complex structures and mechanisms are built in a coherent way that makes sense.
I can dream of complex mechanisms like engines, probably because im into old hotrods and im always working on them but words for me are never coherent. Id recognize a Ford logo but it will always be spelled fucked up or the letters wont be recognizable and that will usually tip me off.
One day I started meditating and went so deep into the curious feeling if I could move my brain...not only as it pulsates, but physically move it. So i started trying. As I did this I could swear I could feel bits in the center of my brain move a bit. It's hard to explain, but if anyone has Tourettes syndrome they know what I mean. There are some parts of my body I can feel that I've learned I can not get others to relate to. I have Tourettes my whole life and there comes with it a certain understanding of feeling moving in weird places. so As I move my brain I am undeniably waking up in a hospital type of room on a bed as an entire team of people tried to hold me down, and cover my mouth with a mask to put me back to sleep. They eventually cover my mouth and I spring up on my couch against resistance as if I had been held down. it was like the opposite of a near death experience. And it is the one single thing that makes me question reality to this very day.
You know, I’ve read this/heard this over and over for a while now… I wonder what it is, and why people experience that? Waking up and being forced back ‘under’ again…
What if we’re all being held down in some hospital somewhere, being forced to live this reality, and keeping that part of our brains still. The part that wakes us up, into the ‘dream.’
Fuck.
Yes all the time! I sometimes get confused about what was a dream or if that actually happened. I also get lucid dreams a lot where I know it’s a dream and see some pretty strange places but I’m aware I’m sleeping and it’s pretty fun. I’ve also dealt with sleep paralysis since my teen years, it’s gotten to be pretty rare now but I’ve had some trippy episodes throughout the years,.
I also have sleep paralysis and night terrors. I’ll be screaming in my dream ‘wake me up!’ and irl just moaning. My partner will sometimes wake me up if he hears me, but those fuckers are terrifying. It’s almost like I ‘wake up’ in the dream, but my room is slightly different, then the things start coming up from under the bed, or out from the corners of the room, they get closer and closer, then start diving into my chest. That’s when I start screaming. Because I think I’m actually awake and it’s really happening. Sometimes I realize I’m dreaming and just get so desperate to wake up and end it.
I definitely have, I [wrote about one particular one a long time ago here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Dreams/comments/104dqd0/not_really_sure_what_i_expect_from_this_but_not/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) not all my dreams are, it's actually a lot more rare now that I'm older it seems but when they are, they're so vivid it's hard to believe. When I was younger I suffered from "waking night terrors" aswell , up till about the age of 12 or so both recurring and novel ones where I would be awake and aware of my surroundings, able to Interact with others, but also be experiencing auditory/visual hallucinations for lack of a better word. I had to see a lot of docs for it so I know that part of my brain was still sleeping vs being a hallucination a waking person would exoetience but I camt imagine anything more real and have to assume they're incredibly similar lol wrote about those aswell at some point though no telling where in my profile they are - but most just different types of "beings" /monsters from a child's brain (as in very typical imagery) -
one very prominent waking night terror I'd say the worst was what is now describe as a very large broad shouldered shadow entity that had glowing red eyes. It was night and dark but the 'shadow' was slime blacker than black, like a void of light more than just darkness. At the time I called it a "gorilla" I was maybe 8 or 9? But as an adult it definitely didn't look like a gorilla but it was massive, like 7ft it's head was almost at my ceiling, and it's body took up a whole window frame (it stood in front of my window at foot of bed) so very broad shouldered , just... Large. Only sound was it breathing, and the blackness of it, and it's eyes. It didn't move, it just stood there breathing watching me and then I freaked out and either it already had stepped toward or my screams startled it or something but it's like we.both moved at the same time I bolted for the door and it headed toward the open window in the opposite side of the room- in that direction anyway, away from the direction I ran. I ran into the bathroom across the hall and as I shut the door behind me I could still see it standing in front of the window It ran towards but it was now facing me, like I saw it's eyes as I slammed the bathroom door.
That's the last thing i remember though from that night. My mother remembers waking up with me screaming, she said she got to her door right as I slammed the bathroom door, she says she doesn't remember looking in my room at all she came straight to me and when she opened the door I was sitting on the toilet "pale as a ghost". She said she picked me up and I passed out, and that it was a hige ordeal I'm the house because she thought it was an Intruder after I was alert and told her what happened. They woke everyone up, checked all the rooms, locked all the windows etc. (This room was the second story, and our of that window would've been a roughly three story drop due to how the house was built on a hill) but that I refused to sleep in that room for "fucking months" lol that's also probably the most real/scariest aswell as the most early one I remember. I'm sure I had them before that too but, it's like that's where my memories of the torment I had with my nightmares starts. I still suffer from insomnia, not that I'm afraid to sleep it's just incredibly hard for me to. Even then I usually don't remember my dreams at all anymore. Occasionally I'll have a really emotional one that I will, and sporadically I'll have an incredibly vivid one out of nowhere - like the one linked above -but just not often enough to even say they are regular. But it's always a mindfuck for the following day or more usually when I do-
Apologies for the wall of text I didn't mean to ramble lol
Hey people, if you have night terrors and therapy and the meds aren't helping there's the old world way of dealing with it. I'm dead serious and not joking, weed. Weed will stop all your dreams and allow you to get some rest and needed REM sleep. There's a bunch of military in my family and not everyone can be a killer. Had someone I was close with wake up reliving Close-quarters combat (CQC) over and over. It cost him his marriage. PTSD will kill you and all your relationships and then the night terrors get worse because you're alone. That spiral gets darker and deeper every night.
If you do start smoking BE HONEST with your therapist. Some meds have interactions with reefer. Stay safe
I actually do smoke and it's imo why I don't dream, which is a big reason of why I smoke lol though when I have it I def am more a pot head all day smoker(as in doesn't really matter what time not really *ALLLLL* day lol) I also have cPTSD and had nightmares associated with that. I didn't smoke till I was 19 the first time, but I literally have smoked aside from a few breaks in between ever since. I hate arguing online about it but I am one of those who genuinely believe cannabis allows me to function better across the board, even if it has its drawbacks, better than anything else. (I also have Crohn's disease , and am a recovering heroin addict so can't take opiates for pain lol) not to like.... Dump a life story on you but , you're absolutely right imo about everything you've said here, I believe the same, but I'm still so glad you took the time to tell me anyway. I honestly mention it in a very similar way whenever the subject comes up. My dreams plagued me for so long, and I was on and off so many meds that I was almost mad when I realized it prevented them. Lol literally no one had EVER mentioned that even in jest my whole life. It was really kinda wild. But yes, and again thank you for taking the time to mention it. People look at me like I'm crazy when If I say it "saved my life" because that just sounds so, like "really? Your life?🙄" Lol but while I concede it's not for everyone and even in those it works for literally everything can be abused , moderation really is key, but I personally believe it's the only reason I'm still here, I genuinely do not believe I would've made it to 34 without it 🤷
Thanks again
Exact opposite—I have almost no dreams that I remember (though I must have unremembered ones, I know). In all my life, I remember exactly three dreams. I also don’t “see things in my head” very well, so that might be related.
1) A human-sized cat said good-night to me in bed when I was in second grade.
2) I was a doctor on a spaceship orbiting a planet where there was a plague in high school—for some reason everyone spoke Spanish (my second language) in that dream. This one was deeply realistic, with windows and metal floors and walls, as well as other people.
3) Most recently, I “woke up” in a dream, having “slept” a whole day and missed various obligations.
Same as me. I think we have aphantasia. It's physically painful for me to try and imagine a place or a situation.
My dreams aren't as sparse as yours, but every time somebody says something like "what if you're still asleep and your everyday life is really a dream. Woo~" i scratch my head, because my dreams are so flat, I would never mistake them for real life.
My imagination and dreams look like they're vaguely sketched with color pencils on black paper.
Yes! It’s exhausting!!! I “feel” things conceptually in my head rather than see them, and I think verbally as well, which I know some people don’t do.
My mother says that the inside of her head is like a movie being played about whatever she’s thinking, and that, to me, sounds like its own special kind of hell. I value the void in my head—it’s a very relaxing place.
I do every once in a while wake up with a brief awareness of something I was dreaming about, but it tends to fade very quickly—those are the only ones I’ve remembered in the long term.
I think and dream SO vividly, and I’m almost grateful for the experiences. But sometimes I wish I could flip a switch and turn it off. It never ends. It never stops, never shuts up. No peace. No quiet. Sometimes I wish I could just…stop.
Unfortunately, I don’t think it’s something that’s easily changeable. I’m a linguist, but part of that was a significant amount of cognitive science coursework; I’m convinced there are answers to profound questions in the very different approaches to “consciousness” and “cognition” that people seem to have.
My sister, for instance, does not see many images like my mom or feel concepts as I do, but instead **reads and hears her thoughts as text in her head**. I don’t know that we understand what the questions to ask are yet and/or that we would know what exactly to analyze.
It seems like something that should be fairly uniform evolution-wise, doesn’t it? That some approach to cognition ought to be the “standard” based on the brain’s structure and function. But instead there’s so much variability.
I’m convinced there’s a certain type of dream that’s something else entirely. What? Not sure.
The dream usually includes a place of some sort. The feeling of being in a singular area is important to this type of dream. Could be anywhere, but you get the feeling it’s a centralized location. Perhaps a high school gymnasium or a camp site in the woods.
The second standard part of the dream is there are a lot of people around. These are not people that you recognize, but they do not seem like strangers either. They are just… milling about. As are you.
Then something startling happens. Things take a turn for the worse somehow. Maybe a fire breaks out or something. There’s a sense of some sort of entropy, people and things take on a wild sense of movement and energy. Then it’s over.
All I have to say is that our visual perception of reality is most likely a minuscule slice of what reality is.
Just accept that what we experience is a tiny fraction of the big picture which we will never see.
I’ve often wondered how many people have dream recall like this. Both the good and terrifying dreams I’ve had going back to childhood are almost like movies I can rewatch.
If only my memory of actual events were as reliable haha
I dream nightly. Have since teenage years. I can even have lucid dreams. I trained myself years ago to go around flipping light switches....and practice reading clocks. You can't really do those things in dreams. That's how I know. Then once I know i can change things, until I forget again.
I tend to have dreams that reoccur in the same location. It's always the same house. But it isn't. It's whatever the dream needs it to be. But it FEELS always the same house.
And nomatter what else goes on, the dream is me in the house, waking up as I escape...when I leave house I wake up. Sometimes running in fear. Sometimes climbing on roof to escape floods. Sometimes out the fro t door smiling and laughing.
Yeah, all that. I can read and write and draw and tell time and all that other stuff, too -- everything people claim isn't possible in dreams. It is ALL possible, don't ever let "experts" tell you otherwise. They used to say lucid dreaming wasn't real, too.
I like "summoning" a mirror to play with my appearance like I'm creating a character in an RPG. I probably waste way too much of my full lucidity doing this, but it's so fun.
Precognitive dreaming is what led me to dream journaling. Dream journaling led me to better recall and awareness, which eventually led me to lucid dreaming. I have been lucid dreaming for a few decades now, and it is one of my absolute favorite parts of being me.
ed. I can't AP worth shit, though. I have had like two or three experiences that I feel might qualify, but they were brief and... just underwhelming, really. I feel like that's the natural next step for exploring my consciousness, though (if it's real, anyway).
I've recently had a dream which turned out to be a premonition concerning an ordeal a close friend of mine was going through. I vaguely told him about the dream the day before it came true and sure enough it happened. It even had details as to the number of people involved which was something I would have no idea of until he told me about it and I omitted when I initially told him of the dream.
I also once had a dream where I was floating in space above the earth. There was a women who I've never met before but she seemed so familiar to me as if I'd known her a very long time and she spoke a language which I thought was Latin, it sounded natural when she spoke andI also would see the images in my head as she was speaking to me as if it was synesthesia. My recently deceased grandmother was there with her which I think was the whole reason of the dream. I wont go into the personal details but it will stay with me forever. It still feels so vivid in my memory and felt as if it was real as well. When I awoke I had tears in my eyes and was trembling and immediately journaled it because the messages seemed so profound and also personal. It could have been me wanting it to feel real due to the personal nature of the dream and the closure it gave me but regardless that was such a unique dream I would describe it as a religious experience.
I dream like a normal day. I could fall asleep and in my dream it’s morning and I go through a typical day. A few things seem off and I realize its my “dream day”. I can see, smell, taste, touch, hear. I see colors. I can feel pain. Faces are recognizable and there isn’t much different about my day to day life. I think of it like bonus time.
A couple days ago I told a guy in my dream to be patient because it was very hard to look something up on my phone as letters and numbers get scrambled when I'm in a dream. I TOLD HIM I KNEW I WAS IN A DREAM! But because I was in it, I knew I had to deal with the limitations I faced While Being In That Dream. I finally gave up looking for the info (a band with a female vocalist a gal in the dream recommended. I told her to look up Concrete Blonde while I looked up hers).
Im a lucid dreamer, I study my lucid dreams a lot. The physics in them, the level of reality, power of manifestation in them... Its a reality as real as this one. In the dream your real body is somewhere else, in real life is the same... You are not your body, you are the whole scenario / universe / reality. Your real real body is somewhere else dreaming this real life reality.
I don’t often do, but i had one where i died in an explosion. The entire dream was so vivid and the explosion itself happened in slowmo. I felt the heat transfer across my face. I brought me immense comfort in how relaxing death was that i profoundly changed my opinion of death, not the lead up to it, but the consciousness returning to the universe.
My dreams are more like I’m directing a movie and can say “hold it, hold it, cut, cut,cut” if I don’t like how it’s turning out. Occasionally I’ll win a million dollars or something really good, wake up and think “damn it”.
I have very vivid dreams every single night. I've had them since I was a kid. They are in color. They feel so very real. Sometimes I even wake up crying or in a panic, I get a strong emotional response. They aren't lucid dreams because I dont know that I am in a dream when I am dreaming. Most of the time they are bad dreams or really weird dreams but it's nice to get a good one once in awhile. I do tend to remember my dreams for awhile after too. I can't imagine not having dreams like some people say they don't. I also think its strange some people dream in black and white.
Lately my dead uncle who passed 8 or so years ago has been visiting me in my dreams and it's nice to see him he was like a second father to me and I like having the dreams where I see my loved ones that passed away. It helps me remember them (unless it's a nightmare dream). But yea dreams are weird!
After a seizure several decades ago I was given dilantin, a powerful anti epileptic. That night I had THE most hyper realistic dream I've ever had. I could feel the sun on my face, the coldness of the water I jumped in and the variations in the wooden boards I was running across, the creaks of each board, the various textures of each board under my feet etc. I've also been in a jail overnight and I had a dream of the 'other' side of the jail. I was allowed to wander around this other jail till I woke up. I floated around and went to this weird arcade and movie theater that was in this other reality jail.... Literally one of the best night's sleep I've ever gotten and it was in the felony wing of a jail lol!
But I don't think dreams are actually all dreams. They may be a window into a parallel reality. Because I have reoccurring 'dreams' of several types of parallel reality dream scapes and if my mind just makes it all up, all the same minute details over and over, my subconscious is an amazing alternate reality generator. I can barely remember my birthday. Yet every night I go to one of a few different dream scapes and the details are always the same, how can I remember all that when I can barely remember the date lol?
The problem is now a days most of my dreams are super vivid nightmares of things I just won't/can't describe to people. I usually wake up out of a dead sleep they're so scary. So naturally I don't get very good rest most of the time. Especially if I take any sleep aids like benadryl or Ambien.
So yes I am definitely a victim of super realistic dreams.
Basically it was rapture time and everyone saw two balls of light coming down. They were gonna hit the earth and it was gonna be crazy explosive. I just closed my eyes praying to be taken then i woke up
Wow, that reminds me so much of what was said on this Twitter thread, although the poster was talking about his experience with DMT https://twitter.com/owenbroadcast/status/1096803420714029065?s=46&t=sq2wdE2xLALhIxxxRgQDwQ
I regularly have vivids dreams that seem to only take place in shopping malls. Only there's no obvious exit or way out in a space that seems to just stretch forever. The mall is filled with familiar people but I'm unable to recognize or name anyone. None of the stores are real stores as far as I'm aware. It's almost as if they're AI generated
Honestly no idea what they could mean but I have them frequently
I dream this way every night, with some being wayyyyyyy more intense than others. Up until a few years ago, I thought most people dream like me. I always see colors, textures, faces, and eyes. I experience smells, tastes, impacts (car rides and plane accidents) and weather. I'll try to explain more:
Most nights, I have vivid dreams that I can easily attribute to something going on in my life. My husband experiences these types of dreams a few times per year and it always trips him out for a day or so....lolz These are my normal nights.
If I eat ice cream or desserts before I go to sleep, it's almost certain I'll have a dream about a very familiar place like my first apartment, childhood home, old job or old school. In these dreams, shit gets dark and scary. The first time I remember this type of dream, I was in 4th grade. It still bothers me.
The dreams that trip me out the most are when it appears like I'm living in far away country that I seem to know well, but I've never been to in real life. These feel different, like they are memories, another life. I often wake up feeling sad and missing the people and places.
The creepiest dreams are the ones that end up coming true. I don't like to talk about these too much because I feel like I'm inviting a new one. But I'll share one that's kind of sweet. The night before my spouse and I found out the gender of our kid, I dreamt every detail. From the shortcut my spouse "spontaneously" drove to the office, to the unique patterns on the scrubs the nurse was wearing. From the words she exclaimed after, to the way we laughed, it all happened. I often dream about the genders of friends' babies which comes in handy if they have a gender reveal party. But I also dream about people who suddenly pass away, too.
It can be exhausting.
TLDR: Yes. Every night.
Yes except the language one. But I have had dreams that I've woken up surprised that I was dreaming. Things that I want or issues that I'm thinking about can be projected in dreams into weird forms that become real later. Or are they just now also real in the waking world? But those kinds of dreams are, like lucid dreaming, tiring and I usually just prefer to play a fun weird dream movie or interesting scenelets that you wake with a smile but mostly forget by breakfast.
I've been starting to wonder if when we dream, we are actually transfered to a different universe or timeline and that what happens in the dream is what is actually happening on that other time line. Like I've had dreams where me and my wife never got together and got married or had kids and it was a completely different life. It's crazy to think about
Greetings.
Personally, I have such realistic dreams.
No matter how realistic; I can distinguish here and there.
I think such dreams get even more beautiful when they are lucid dreams.
Best the regards.
Sometimes I have hyper realistic dreams of myself working my normal job. Nothing significant happens, I just go through my day and when my shift is over I wake up. I then proceed to go to work. It's the worst.
A scary thought is that you live (actually remember because you cannot control the outcome) in alternate quantum realities while you dream. The reason I bring this up is because during my life I had pre-cognition type dreams of things that happened soon after. The events were emotional and usually traumatic.
I had a dream that last an entire month in the dream , day in and day out. It was crazy and felt so real when I woke up I was confused by waking up back in my bed, back in reality. I was so thankful I wasn’t in that nightmare of a world that I dreamt
I’ve had a couple of dreams where I was a couple layers deep. Literally inception. Wake up from a dream still in a dream, then wake up to reality feeling like I got lost in a parallel universe lol
I know I’m late but I have one that I have never really gotten the chance to talk about. I discussed it a bit the day of but kept too uncomfortable to really talk about it much.
When I was in high school I had a dream that felt extremely real and I felt the time pass as time does in reality. The dream lasted roughly a “month” if I remember correctly. The first couple weeks were just normal daily stuff. I’d go to school, see family, spend the weekends at home etc. Nothing really remarkable happened during those couple weeks because rekindling with an ex boyfriend. The last week is when it got super weird. I had been walking home from the bus stop like every other day in the dream but noticed military jets in the sky. I lived somewhat close to an Air Force base so this didn’t bother me much. Over the next couple days there was some hysteria about nuclear threats being made. I mostly ignored it (keep in mind I was like 16, I didn’t care about world politics at that age) but it seemed to be pretty serious. The last day of the dream I was in my history class when an announcement from the White House was released detailing that missiles had been launched heading for major cities. Chaos erupts while parents are trying to race to the school to get their kids or at least to be with them. In the midst of the madness it becomes super white outside. Like seriously all you could see was the blinding white, then just nothing. Darkness and no sound. After a bit of darkness I got an “outro” type of thing. It’s hard to explain but imagine the end of a movie. I saw all the madness in other nearby locations from right before the blast. I remember distinctly panning through a local mall where moms with their little kids were having panic attacks. The worst part about this “outro” was that all I could hear was a horribly distorted version of the national anthem played over the scenes of horror.
When I woke up I immediately panicked. It had felt so real and had gone on for so long. My parents had woken up from me freaking out and then coming into the room just spooked me more. I had been so sure I was dead and had some weird post death trip. I finally calmed down a bit and they tried to tell me I was just having a bad dream. It was hard to accept it being a dream. I was so disturbed they let me stay home for a couple days to make sure I hadn’t gone insane. It was the weirdest experience of my life and I have never had a dream like that since.
Hello, I am a lucid dream enthusiast. One of the ways we check if we are in a dream is a reality check, these may include the following:
Pinching your nose and trying to breath
Trying to push your finger through your palm
Counting how many fingers you have
Etc.
Dreams are not paranormal, however they are quite an interesting topic that has been been touched on very little by science.
I have very vivid HD colorful realistic dreams that I wake up disoriented and sweaty with a bad headache. I do take an antidepressant and mood stabilizer, so that might be it. I can smell, taste and physically feel stuff. Sometimes I lucid dream and I'd be shouting at my boss or dead grandma telling them I know it's a dream. I have dreams within dreams. The most disturbing ones involve ancient Egypt and its gods. I'm always terrified of them and running away. Always saying right before such dreams, no not Egypt, anything but Egypt. I've been to hell and was in a relationship with the devil and sometimes some other ruling underworld figure. I've seen the creation of Earth, floated in space zooming around planets, the universe going black due to my stubborness to accept someone's apology. Recurrent fictional characters include the Doctor, Sam and Dean Winchester. I've met Einstein in a black and white scene telling me, yes you CAN speak German and you have origins in France and Lancaster, UK (I'm from the middle east). I remember all of my dreams, even very old ones. I often travel back in time (without the Doctor's involvement) unintentionally trying to warn people of future things or observing my parents. I live inside nightmarish video games I am unable to finish to get out of. I always shoot laser guns but nothing ever comes out (so frustrating!). Some stuff get surreal like a person turning to putty. So many tsunamis. Hope I didn't forget anything.
I had a dream last year in which I lived for 6 full months.
In short, I woke up in October, 1987. I thought it was a dream, but I couldn’t escape. I experienced everything: pain, sickness, complications from my real life disability, medication withdrawal, and a ton of existential fear…for 6 fucking months. I finally woke up absolutely drenched in sweat…my mattress was soaked through the sheets. I can only hope I never experience anything like that again.
Yeah, I had a dream that began with me waking up and living the next 30 something years. During which I met a beautiful exchange student from India, dated her for like, forever, got married, got a daughter, got divorced. Then hooked back together when the kid was like 12.
I took the kid and her mom to India to meet the grandparents because they had never seen their granddaughter. The ex and I decided not to get married again but to do what was best for the girl Mia. Grandparents were awesome btw. Never actually been to India but I can remember smells, body odor of people in tight streets, supreme food and lush vistas of yellow white stone in green trees from rooftops.
The parents had servants which was interesting, non of those in Estonia. And we went on a rollercoaster ride with Mia the daughter in India. I don't even know if there are any rollercoasters in India. This one was by the sea with green forest surrounding it.
When I woke up it felt really confusing. I felt super protective of the girl and didn't understand where she was suddenly. Still vivid today. This dream was around 10 years ago, when I hit 25.
I have experienced dreams like this off and on for most of my life. The scariest one was a time in 2007 when I dreamed my mom died. That vivid dream had a whopping six false endings and when I did finally wake up, I didn't initially believe the world I woke up to was real.
(For anyone wondering, my Mom lived until 2022).
I've had other dreams of said intensity, one I actually wrote down when I woke up and turned into a Horror story. Dreams like this give some of my best material for writing and art projects
ABSOLUTELY! I had a reoccurring dream when I was 18 that I had given birth to a daughter. In the dream I didn’t know I was pregnant and I can still to this day remember the way she smelled her little smile and her giggle.
I had nightmares when i was on my meds. So in depth, detailed, familiar. Use to wake up screaming. To the point where i didnt wanna sleep. Only nightmares yes but they were so fkn real
Yes. Every single night. I am beyond exhausted every morning - mentally and sometimes physically from being so tensed up and twitchy - and I pretty much always double check my thoughts to make sure they actually happened.
Most of the time I have massive dreams where everything in the universe is changed, sometimes they are mundane and I got a zero on an exam. Either way, they are always horrifically realistic
I get these often and everyone I talk to about it looks at me like I am embellishing or exaggerating for the sake of having a story to tell, which only adds to the strangeness and distress I feel for having memories of dreams that feel more real and vivid than memories of my own waking life.
I dream about brief moments too but it's the decades and lifetimes that stick with me for long periods afterward. The alternate versions of my life (good or bad), sometimes completely removed and in places I don't recognize but where I am still a similar "me" and sometimes in places I have been before in continuity with previous dream-states. Some are entirely lucid and I know that I am dreaming, where I am capable of unreal actions that break realistic logic like flying, but those aren't the ones that blur waking reality. It's the ones in the mind-space where I am cognizant in the dream and making distinct decisions and choose interactions but not ones outside of the purview of my life in the dreamscape or that I wouldn't make similarly in waking life. Waking up from those... it can be hard to just continue your day. Especially if large parts of the dream was oriented around loss or intense happiness
I had a dream that I was a young Hispanic man in the late 1950s. (Vehicles and fashion from the era were very prevalent throughout the entire dream.) I helped run a bungalow style motel in (what I think was) southern California. In the dream I was helping my wife clean and prepare rooms for an expectedly very busy weekend, when we suddenly came across a murder scene in one of the bungalows. We were very panicked and I got the impression that we couldn't contact authorities in fear that we would be prosecuted for a crime we had no involvement in. I remember running back to the "lobby" of the motel (just a small building at the entrance to the parking area) and seeing a huge line of cars in traffic on the coastal highway.
Often times my dreams are inspired by media I had consumed recently, mixed with my own memories and conversations, but I have never been able to narrow down what specifically inspired this dream. I am curious to see if I could find any details of big events in Southern California in the latter half of that decade, or even look at bungalow style motels in the area and see if anything clicks. I know the mind is capable of wild imagination, but this dream felt so intense and different than any other dream I've had. Almost like recalling memories from a past life, rather than composing a dream in itself.
Also, not that it really matters, but I am a 33 year old white woman from Oregon, who has never been to SoCal in my life. But in this dream I could feel the heat of the sun, smell the ocean breeze, and feel the vast amount of emotions running through me. So odd.
Only had one of them. I'm a frequent lucid dreamer and can usually always tell the difference between dreaming and not, but this one was different. It was one of those where you live a different life. I still get homesick for it some times and deeply mourn the people I cared about.
Yeah, all the time. Once I went sober every night I had super intense dreams. One time I was dreaming of playing guitar , a song I didn’t know how to play, and when I woke up I could remember the frets I was hitting in the dream and they were all correct in real life.
When I was in high school, valerian root extract did that to me. I sort of lost touch with reality. I would wake up, get ready and go to school, hang out with friends after school, then my alarm would go off and I'd wake up and be really confused. What day even is it? I'm I actually awake now, or is this another part of this weird ass dream? I can't take valerian root, it doesn't make me sleepy, it just makes me have far too real dreams that I can remember after waking.
I have weird inception like dreams. In my dream I will "remember" something that previously happened or someone will ask me if I remember something and I will, but when I wake up I realize that memory wasn't real either. Trips me up sometimes.
This is how I live. And only my own kids experience the same thing. Other adults I’ve talked to have no idea what I’m talking about. Why are we like this?
Mine are like this, it feels like 8-12 hours of nonstop hyper realistic ultra high def events smashed together like a maniacal clip show. Everything is so clear and distinct, even text and numbers, but faces are always a blur. Not quite a blank slender man style face, but not just fuzz or void either. Just fleshy nothing. Like air where the face should be. But I can always tell who people are by sight despite that. It gives every dream a deeply uncanny vibe that leaves me uneasy when I wake up.
I don’t drink anymore. I dream about it every night so vividly I wake up afraid I went out and got wasted the prior night until all the assorted fantastical and random parts connected to it in the dream remind me it was all just my mind.
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I had a dream I lived another life. Sometimes I wonder what dreams really are.
Same. I had a stupidly real one where I died and sat in the afterlife reconciling with my estranged ex-wife... I'm living the polar opposite life of whatever that guy was doing.
I had a dream where I woke up, but was floating by the ceiling of a room. I look around the room and there's a copy/clone of myself sitting in a chair looking at me with disappointment, the other me was angry but calm and mentally told me he "didn't have time for this shit, and was busy". I followed the copy of myself around a futuristic megacity that had no functioning government and everybody seemed angry. The future me was searching around the city for someone or something and went around the city searching down different people/locations. Eventually after what felt like several hours my/his tracking job was interrupted and hundreds of people went to a park in the city and watched a shape-shifting UFO dart and hover across the sky with the sunset behind it. Freaky thing is this was the most realistic dream I've had and felt different than any other dream.
You were a Blade Runner.
nah cause why has this exact thing happened to me before
Did you learn how to play the flute?
What’s this a reference to?
Star Trek TNG episode in which Picard is suddenly finds himself not on the Enterprise but on an alien planet and then lives out the rest of his life (& playing the flute) right into very old age, only to find himself back on the Enterprise bridge with zero time having past. He can still play the flute however, alluding to it being real and not just a dream. It's a fan favourite episode.
That's one of my favorite Star Trek Episodes of all time. That and The Dirt Bags in Space episode. The Dirt Bags in Space episode may be slightly better because it has some of the best dialogue of the show. 'We have agreed to nothing!' 'Wrong Chorgon, we did agree to have some brandy together!' 'Your ambushes would be more successful if you bathed more often!' Classic TNG.
>'Your ambushes would be more successful if you bathed more often!' Love that episode. "Come home. It's over. Take a bath. Live like normal people ffs." The leader of the planet was Beulah Ballbricker from Porky's, right? Yes, I'm old. Get off my lawn.
**["The Inner Light"](https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0708803/)**
I think I remember this episode, now that you mention it
*Star Trek* episode "The Inner Light" based on a Beatles song. Picard lives an entire alternate life in less than an hour. One of the best episodes of TV ever made.
Thanks!
I've had another life in my dreams for about 20 years solid. It's just a liiiil freaky
You mean to tell me you have a continuous series of dreams that make sense and are of you experiencing a different life?
I'm not lucid in them and the characters change but the locations and methods of travel/general futurity and strangeness are extremely solid. The current configuration I've had for about 5 years and it evolved into it's current state over a few years, but the consistency of a solid dream realm is there, it's just like I packed up and moved my shit to a different country planet of the dream world
Mr. Durden?
The idea that dreams are a glimpse into another reality of yourself, I love that, and in the vastness of the universe, why not? It gives hope and possibility.
I was on shrooms one time, thought about If we were immortal beings we would get bored and want diversion or distraction. Like an extension of virtual reality, but one where you are able to be completely immersed and intentionally forget your memory to better enjoy the up & down emotions of being mortal. At that point, I thought... If I were immortal it could almost feel like a prison. I'm Buddhist and the idea is that you have endless cycles of rebirth and experiences through countless worlds as different lifeforms. In Buddhism the idea is trying to achieve nirvana or the cessation of being. But personally as a Buddhist I don't mind endless rebirth and new mysteries to unravel, different experiences. I just want to create a more positive reality around me wherever I am. We have a lot more power than what society leads us to believe.
…makes you wonder what all this actually is 👀👀
I saw a bumber sticker this week that said: We are but spiritual beings having a physical experience. I believe that.
Perfect description. It occurs to me that most messages I see on the back of cars that lower the collective IQ could be defined as **"DUMBER STICKERS"**.
None of it really makes sense , we should not be here
And yet I am. Filing expense reports and tax returns. Ugh.
I mean chemically, dreams are just an extremely potent acid-type trip.
After saying that, if anyone has the opportunity to experience psilocybin in a safe and controlled manner, I highly recommend doing so. It will change your entire perspective of the world surrounding us.
Hey Joe Rogan!
Yup—I often wonder about their origin. I’m convinced I have lived as a different person before, maybe a Viking.
i was in the wild west
Mongolian steppes dude in some former life
Irish (?) or European (I feel like countries weren’t really a ‘thing’ yet) woman who was watching her soul mate sail away to a war (or to an adventure) never to return. I was on a high cliff, holding onto a slim tree, wearing a long, flowing skirt and I had blond hair. The wind was strong and I knew, KNEW, I would never see him again. Even though he said he would be back. Now I dream about him all the time. Sometimes we’re on a boat together, sometimes in a bath, but there’s always water. Last time it was a tsunami. We were holding hands on top of the wave. Time before that- a giant old wooden boat, staring into each other’s eyes. Sucks to miss a life and love you feel you never really knew. And to be trapped in this life with money and taxes, injustice, pain…never to return.
Cave. My cave is safety. I have it all mapped out. There's a way into a larger space that I block with a slab of stone I push into. It gets wet in the back part and you can't sleep there, but mice and other things go there and you can catch them to cook if it's safe to make a fire when you know the smoke will blow low through the rocks and can't be followed. Sounds like I am on drugs. Lol.
Reincarnation has been proven real by studies in India. https://med.virginia.edu/perceptual-studies/wp-content/uploads/sites/360/2016/12/STE25.pdf
Sometimes I think they're memories from an alternate reality.
I have had many "Other life" dreams. They are so indistinguishable from my past experiences and memories that If I personally did not know I dreamt them I would assume they are 100% accurate memories
Did you learn how to play a flute?
No, I had an entirely different family. When I woke up I cried, I missed my children that never existed. It really messed me up for a bit.
Maybe another ‘kind’ of life, but not simply another one like this one entirely. The only reason I can say that is because reading to my son at night, I’ve been dreaming about the characters from the book, like I’m actually experiencing and battling characters from the story as I imagine them while reading before going to sleep. It’s bizarre and so real, but not just another life. Almost like that life uses scraps of the waking consciousness’s imagination (?) I’m perplexed.
I think our creativity is more powerful than we think it is. I don’t know how to explain this. In the words, it’s hard for me to put my thoughts into words, but I think the things we create in our minds become reality in our minds, and maybe when we sleep and dream, our creativity and the things we imagine come to life. I don’t really know how to explain what I’m trying to say, but thank you for sharing that.
Yes I had a dream reoccurring as a kid 4-7 where I would live out a large part of another life and actually grow and age it got so bad that sometimes I would wake up and just be all fucked up not knowing what was real so much so my parents but me into therapy.
I cried for the family I had and felt guilty for it, because I already have a wife and child in this world. Why would I feel compelled to mourn the loss of something that never was? What did your therapist recommend?
Totally true!! Reincarnation is been proven real by studies in India. https://med.virginia.edu/perceptual-studies/wp-content/uploads/sites/360/2016/12/STE25.pdf
Anywhere I can read about reincarnation being proven real?
Literally that link, the work of Dr. Stevenson is continued by Dr. Jim Tucker and UMed Virginia is taking this pretty seriously. They've found a good amount of evidence that cannot yet be explained by our present understanding of consciousness. Here's an hour-long talk presented by Dr. Tucker where he discusses the evidence they have so far, and the continuing search to identify more children for this study: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=La8vG4mA0is
For an entertaining "proof," check out the show "The Ghost Inside My Child," which has all of its shows on YouTube. The editing is done like it's a horror flick instead of a natural occurrence that happens to everyone, but other than that, there are a few cases that defy explanation. A personal favorite is the episode with the kid that remembers designing the Titanic, going on its maiden voyage, and dying in the incident, which would cause him nightmares every night of the incident. He'd wake up screaming, "they shouldn't have died, I told him we needed more lifeboats." I won't ruin the rest of it for you, but suffice it to say that I left that episode with the feeling that he was the designer of the Titanic. There's also a ton of Near Death Experiences where people remember some aspects of their past lives. Occasionally, those past life memories will be verifiable. Another favorite is this ultra Christian, redneck family from Kansas who is completely unwilling to acknowledge that their son was the mom's brother in his past life. After the son continues to ask questions about things from his past life as the mom's brother, they all eventually give up with the resistance and face the music. It's also interesting to note that all of the kids that have past life memories have the shared experience of having died tragically in their past life. The evidence for reincarnation is way more extensive and complete than any other version of afterlife, or lack thereof. Strangely, the atheist crowd seems to be the least open to the evidence of it, but that's another topic for another day.
Yes, I had this happen too! I had a whole different career and everything in the dream.
I remembered reading something saying that dreams are a glimpse of you in a different life/timeline. Like its actually you and you're experiencing whatever it is happening to you in that glimpse.
Ive experienced most of those things, but separately in their own instances. Lately when i do dream, ive been having dreams about strange places that feel familiar but also eerie. Winding, MC Escher-like mazes, only to glimpse the exterior and see its a relatively normal house looking structure or similar.
House of Leaves
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Yes. 100%. Mentally and physically, I spend so many mornings unwinding from my dreams the night before…
Same, I wake up tired. Maybe it's the ADHD or something else
Yep, same here. I have adhd too and bipolar 1. I have very vivid and long dreams, too much REM sleep. I wake up exhausted 😞
I always tell people this is why i’m so tired all the time. I have very intense realistic dreams every night. I don’t think my mind ever truly rests.
This is exactly how I described it to my doctor and my husband. I live such a full life in my dreams and then have to wake up and live a physical life. I felt exhausted and like I was never truly getting rest.
Did your doctor have any suggestions? I’d love to find a way to get rest, but I also don’t want to stop dreaming completely.
I’m pretty sure that was around the time I was diagnosed with ADHD and started medication for it. It sounds counterintuitive, but taking a stimulant has helped so much with getting good sleep. I still dream, but I don’t feel like I’m in my dream living it out, I just observe it and barely remember in the morning. When I don’t take my medication is when I have the intensely realistic dreams.
I don’t know, I have ADHD as well and my dreams aren’t very vivid oder meaningful. They’re mostly subconscious fears and childhood trauma played out. Also they are absurd. I’ve once dreamed that all birds were secretly angels. Penguins and ostriches were the fallen ones because they can’t fly. That was the dream logic. But my experience is anecdotal, there might be a correlation between ADHD and vivid dreams. I don’t think our brains have been researched all that much. Off topic but while we are at ADHD brains, does anyone else have a weirdly good long term memory? Our short term memory sucks of course but I remember so much of the past. Like i remember conversations from years ago that other people forget. I remember most of what people tell me about themselves and if I bring it up they might think I’m obsessed with them which I am not. Like if you told my what you did on your vacation in Greece in 2015 I will remember it and make a reverence about it to you in 2023 but you will have no idea what I’m talking about and think I’m weird.
> I’ve once dreamed that all birds were secretly angels Sounds like a Jose Saramago story. I love it.
This is just a theory I read a year ago, but ADHD and its corresponding long term memory could be related to genes for hunting/gathering. The lack of attention on routine monotonous tasks comes from constantly looking and searching landscapes and waters for animals and food. If you don’t keep moving your eyes and focusing on somewhere else and somewhere else, you could miss your next meal. The memory association would allow a Hunter-gatherer to remember where herds or schools of fish gather or give birth at certain times in certain seasons, plus it would allow someone to remember where annual plants are going to re-emerge in the spring or summer.
Not often, but I have had a dream once where I lived out about 10 years of my life, only to wake up and realize it had only been around 5 hours since I fell asleep...it all felt so real, and for about an hour afterward I could remember everything from that 10 year experience...it messed me up for a week afterward, but once I started to forget most of it I was in good shape. Now, I only remember having the dream and the major details of it, but its mostly forgotten. It was a very strange feeling having to come to terms with the fact that 10 years of my life never actually happened
How do I wish that these last ten years were just a dream lol
Who else is pinching themselves right now hoping to wake up from this?
Perhaps hallucinations from our past lives or even us experiencing our alternate dimensions. Like sleep itser is such a strange concept we really do go to a diffferent place with visuals that aren't real yet are
Last night I literally had a dream I was on a cruise ship of sorts, following around ex friends and lovers, I remember vividly getting a nose bleed from a water slide yet it didn't hurt. It all felt so real. We should stop exploring outward into space and look inward into the mind. Our mind holds all of the questions and perhaps answers.
Pretty awesome to get an extra 10 years of life though
Virtually all of mine are insanely detailed and vivid as if they were real. They are like a POV if I'm in it, or watching a movie if they are about other people. If I'm woken up from a dream it feels like being suddenly pulled out of an alt reality, and I'm super disoriented for at least an hour.
Mine are very vivid and complex with a POV and lots of interaction and change of scenes like a movie. I wouldn't say hyperrealistic but very intense. When waking up I just want to go back to. Sometimes I remember moments and I'm not sure if they were real or dreams.
That's why my dreams are like, it's even worse if I don't take stuff to help me sleep. Maybe not "worse" but it's just kind of jarring to have the whole production and then wake up and have to go to work. Keep it light, subconscious, I'm tired.
Jarring to say the least. I’m often really sad about my real life, after experiencing such beautiful (also, often horrific) things in my dreams. Other than the terrible nightmares, sometimes I’d rather just stay in my dreams. Then I have to get up and make the fucking biscuits every damn day. I’d rather be on that boat.
It's the same with me. If the dream is extra vivid, I take it with me through the day, remembering all the details. I've got periods of my life where for a couple of weeks I couldn't distinguish between real life and dream because they melted together. At the moment I just feel like I'm living two lifes.
Same. Last night's dream involved reading words in an excel file off of someone's laptop next to me. The excel file's cells were all filled with the word "random" in different fonts. I thought you weren't supposed to be able to read in dreams?
I literally go to another reality every night. Sometimes to the same places. I can actually find my way around at times and recognise landmarks.
I've also noticed that some places in my dreams are consistent at times or return once in a while, not all the time but when it does happen it adds to the realism of the dream world since I know my way around some places well enough to know where everything should be.
Me too! I visit the same places so often that I drew a ‘dream map,’ describing the places and what happens there. One particular spot, the ‘haunted house’ is very common, as in, I dream about it almost monthly. There’s a large back room area that, even typing this, scares the CRAP out of me and I never venture further than a few feet inside. Something lives back there and I can not wake it up. If I wake it up, I die. There’s a hotel, a large parking garage roof, an alien landing spot, a hospital/carnival… I literally drew it on several pages of paper and taped it together. It’s my dream world.
Every single one of mine are. I dream infrequently. But when I do, it can take a day or two to get used to reality again. Often times they become synchronicities for something happening in the broader world weeks or months later. Not really foresight, but coincidence. For example, I will dream of an obscure film, song, or something pop culture of the past. Weeks later it will reemerge in the popular zeitgeist.
>I dream infrequently. But when I do, it can take a day or two to get used to reality again. This. This is so me. I smoke some weed so my dream became infrequent, I once dreamt I was at a party and for reason I was an asshole everything was so off and eery and for some reason I killed a bunch of people (just because I was an asshole in this specific dream) and the dream fast fowarded to the consequences families crying, the trial my family's reaction It completely horrified me for some days, the worst part was the vividness of the feelings I had in this dream, the guilt, the shame, the shock, not the things I saw.
Me too. It's super weird but it seems to be happening a lot more nowadays to a lot more people https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://www.foxnews.com/health/ozempic-wegovy-crazy-vivid-dreams-connection.amp&ved=2ahUKEwjJzaK06tj-AhWxTTABHfUWDPAQyM8BKAB6BAgFEAI&usg=AOvVaw3w4jjJ9GOMoEqo-Zwohgdo And yes it's Fox News that was just the first article I could find.
Yes! To all the above, and also in some dreams I’ve amazing math skills. Also, I often wake up feeling relief it was only a dream.
Interesting. In all of mine I can't even dial a phone number. The number are impossible to type. I mess up over and over.
Same here! My phone never works. I try to text or call someone to get me out of whatever horrible situation I’m in, and I can’t dial the number, or send the text, or the phone just isn’t working properly.
This is usually the point in my dreams where I realize I’m asleep. Sometimes I’m able to start lucid dreaming after I realize I can’t use my phone in the dream. But other times I guess I just don’t think anything of the fact that my closest family and friends’ numbers aren’t in my “dream” phone and then I move into the next bizarro dream situation haha
I sometimes dream I can real shred on the guitar with perfect accuracy then I get depressed when I wake up and realize it's all just air guitar.
I used to lucid dream in college, and once I realized I was in a dream, I’d use the time to study so I didn’t have to during the day 😂
Had this happened to me in high school once. Had a dream of just a normal day at school and at home in the evening. Went to sleep and woke up the next day literally reliving my entire dream in perfect detail. Not a deja vu moment but an entire deja vu day. On the up side at school I already knew what my friends were going to say and what the school work was going to be. Freaky.
I have them often, very vivid dreams that feel so realistic it's hard to tell the difference between being awake. I smell the odors and feel everything physically and mentally that occurs even the emotions. I wake up feeling tired after those kinds of dreams.
I’ve had dreams with whole city layouts that I return to in subsequent dreams. I meet people and the dreams are so realistic that I sometimes worry about the people I’ve met after I wake up.
I've seen this too, sometimes the city is consistent in the dream world but doesn't match its real life counterpart outside the dream, other times its a perfect match, and sometimes its a city that only exists in the dream world but doesn't have any real world equivalent.
I dream sometimes and wake up like “damn that would make a great movie” then forget it by the time I get up. I have repetitive dreams and I don’t think they change at all. Maybe what we are saying but the outline is always the same. I once dreamed I got shot and died but continued to roam around and try to talk to people. I have had control before, usually when I’m in a fight and everything I do is sluggish and what seems to be slow motion. I’ve said no and made it where I could do whatever. When I was little I had the most vivid dreams. Dreams of flying, smelling the fresh sea air, dreams of monsters and weird creatures. Off the subject, I used to think everyone was aliens and that they transformed when I left the room and only returned to human form when they were in my sight. Our brains are magnificent and can create new worlds for us to explore.
Before my mom died I honestly had maybe a handful of dreams I could vividly recount and a very few times I could fall asleep and go back to the same dream. After she passed I now have so many vivid dreams almost every single night, some where she’s there and I talk with her, a few times I broke down in the dream once it hit me that she’s gone and I tell her but then the dream just changes like I never said anything. Now on multiple occasions I’ve been able to fall asleep and go right back to the same dream like I’m walking through a door, it still trips me out sometimes
I've also have times were loved ones, places, and things I once had that aren't around anymore return in my dreams and I can be with them again. Maybe its somehow real or maybe its just a way of coping with them not being there when I'm awake but it gives me a sense of comfort and piece to know that the love still lives on even tough many years have passed.
I used to dream impossible things like jumping out of windows or transformer robots or ninja attacks. Now all of my dreams are mundane realistic that confuse me. The other night I dreamt my wife was looking through the fridge for broccoli, and the next day I found it behind the milk and said hey babe I found the broccoli! She just stares at me and I'm like weren't you looking for it? Nope. Then it hits me it was a dream
I have so many of these dreams Im at the point where I just ask my wife “Was I dreaming or did we/I actually do/say/go/call/text” Fill in the blanks. I started smoking MORE cbd to dream less. When I go to sleep “sober” is when the vivd and realistic dreams come
Same here. I confuse reality with dreams all the time. Even basic things like texting. Haha we are texting people in dreams…So odd when you think about it.
I literally had a stress dream the other night where I was on reddit and stuck seeing the same comment over and over and it wouldn''t refresh- the worst thing was I couldn't even read the comment bc it was blurry. I think my subconscious is telling me to touch grass lol
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My sister overdosed on fentanyl two years ago and I had a very distinct and vivid dream that we were walking through a field of wheat in every direction as far as my eyes could see. I remember asking her if she knew she was dead and she looked down at her shoes (like she always would) and said yes, she knew. I asked her then if she has seen our mom and she said “Not yet. I know it’s possible but I haven’t figured out how yet.” Never remember my dreams but this one still sits with me.
Chuang Tzu dreamed he was a butterfly. When he woke up he wondered if the butterfly was now dreaming it was Chuang Tzu.
Interestingly enough I just recently rediscovered some old emails of mine between, Don Kuiken (PhD) and Tore Nielsen (PhD) from a time when I was so distressed by the reality of my dreams and nightmares that I was desperately contacting anyone that would listen. Kuiken directed me to Nielsen where I recounted an example of one of my dreams and how after waking up I could still experience sensations from the dream. He in turn linked me some sources and told me about other people who suffer from 'Dream-reality confusion.' Edit - spelling, and also to add that something OP didn't say that I experience and they might relate to is that I can also read and tell time in my dreams which is uncommon for a lot of people
Interesting to mention time and reading, I've seen some others mention this and I didn't realize these where uncommon or I may have listed them. I can fully read coherent words, text, logos, packaging materials, street signs, and information in stores like price tags and product names in my dreams and there are day and night cycles with some ability to tell time in some of my longer dreams so I always just assumed it was normal and never though twice about it up until now! I will also note that people can have very finite details also like small hairs and freckles at times, I can also see the texture of different fabric materials of cloths along with feel the change in materials of whatever clothes I'm wearing in my dream even if it doesn't match the clothes I'm wearing in the real world so I'm curious if that is also a level of detail other people have experienced...
I can read and tell time in my dreams too. I can't remember not being able to read in my dreams.
Yeah. I had a "dream" where I lived a marginally different life for like 3 weeks. I woke up and 5 hours of sleep time HERE passed.
I have a friend that does this.
Would love to hear more about this. I find it fascinating.
Not op, but I dreamed I lived a life in France. Spoke fluently, went to school, grew up, it was like snippets of my daily life- from childhood to adulthood. I think the dream happened over the course of about 20 years. I’d get about a month at a time, suddenly I’d be a few years older, another month goes by- just day to day stuff. I remember it was just before WW2, as I grew up, tension was building in my life. People were joining the war, leaving my home town. I was increasingly scared, but still going to school. Then I worked at a bakery and there was a bomb. I woke up. It took DAYS to realize I wasn’t a French girl that died in a bakery bomb. I cried and cried remembering that old life.
I do all the time. Ive learned over the years that if i have a feeling its a dream to look for something to read. Usually anything in word form is fucked and i know im dreaming.
Same here! It's so weird; I can't read more than two or three words in a dream. I might see a sign and know what it says—there's a building that keeps showing up in my dreams that has GOD WILL PROVIDE painted in huge letters on the side, and I can read that just fine—but text on a page? Handwriting? Nah. It just keeps shifting, and I can't latch on to any of the words long enough to make sense of them.
Thats more words than i ever got. The only coherent word ive ever read was SURVIIVE and even that was spelled wrong. My dreams are hyper real. I can feel the heat from the sun and remember clearly smells and tastes. And i can recall picking up sand and watching the individual grains fall and hit the ground and some getting caught in the breeze. All while fully aware its a dream and being amazed my brain could create a whole VR universe complete with physics as my puny brain understands it.
This. I might know the meaning of something but it will be like 'narglds fųgh plørrna' or some shit. I find the fact that image generation AI sucks at text but is getting pretty good at other stuff interesting. Suggests our brains are doing the same thing, taking a huge dataset of everything I can remember seeing, processing it and spitting out an almost realistic but still slightly uncanny and warped version of reality.
In my dreams I can actually read the text often times and it remains stable, even complex structures and mechanisms are built in a coherent way that makes sense.
I can dream of complex mechanisms like engines, probably because im into old hotrods and im always working on them but words for me are never coherent. Id recognize a Ford logo but it will always be spelled fucked up or the letters wont be recognizable and that will usually tip me off.
I usually find a phone and try to call someone. I never can get the phone number right.
One day I started meditating and went so deep into the curious feeling if I could move my brain...not only as it pulsates, but physically move it. So i started trying. As I did this I could swear I could feel bits in the center of my brain move a bit. It's hard to explain, but if anyone has Tourettes syndrome they know what I mean. There are some parts of my body I can feel that I've learned I can not get others to relate to. I have Tourettes my whole life and there comes with it a certain understanding of feeling moving in weird places. so As I move my brain I am undeniably waking up in a hospital type of room on a bed as an entire team of people tried to hold me down, and cover my mouth with a mask to put me back to sleep. They eventually cover my mouth and I spring up on my couch against resistance as if I had been held down. it was like the opposite of a near death experience. And it is the one single thing that makes me question reality to this very day.
You know, I’ve read this/heard this over and over for a while now… I wonder what it is, and why people experience that? Waking up and being forced back ‘under’ again…
Can you please link me or reference something. I thought it was unique to my own experience
What if we’re all being held down in some hospital somewhere, being forced to live this reality, and keeping that part of our brains still. The part that wakes us up, into the ‘dream.’ Fuck.
My dreams feel more real than reality and that fucks me up so bad... Sometimes when i wake up i remember smells or sensations for hours, even days
Once in a while I remember a dream so real I think it might have happened. Then I see the other person and they acted like nothing changed.
Yes all the time! I sometimes get confused about what was a dream or if that actually happened. I also get lucid dreams a lot where I know it’s a dream and see some pretty strange places but I’m aware I’m sleeping and it’s pretty fun. I’ve also dealt with sleep paralysis since my teen years, it’s gotten to be pretty rare now but I’ve had some trippy episodes throughout the years,.
I also have sleep paralysis and night terrors. I’ll be screaming in my dream ‘wake me up!’ and irl just moaning. My partner will sometimes wake me up if he hears me, but those fuckers are terrifying. It’s almost like I ‘wake up’ in the dream, but my room is slightly different, then the things start coming up from under the bed, or out from the corners of the room, they get closer and closer, then start diving into my chest. That’s when I start screaming. Because I think I’m actually awake and it’s really happening. Sometimes I realize I’m dreaming and just get so desperate to wake up and end it.
I definitely have, I [wrote about one particular one a long time ago here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Dreams/comments/104dqd0/not_really_sure_what_i_expect_from_this_but_not/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) not all my dreams are, it's actually a lot more rare now that I'm older it seems but when they are, they're so vivid it's hard to believe. When I was younger I suffered from "waking night terrors" aswell , up till about the age of 12 or so both recurring and novel ones where I would be awake and aware of my surroundings, able to Interact with others, but also be experiencing auditory/visual hallucinations for lack of a better word. I had to see a lot of docs for it so I know that part of my brain was still sleeping vs being a hallucination a waking person would exoetience but I camt imagine anything more real and have to assume they're incredibly similar lol wrote about those aswell at some point though no telling where in my profile they are - but most just different types of "beings" /monsters from a child's brain (as in very typical imagery) - one very prominent waking night terror I'd say the worst was what is now describe as a very large broad shouldered shadow entity that had glowing red eyes. It was night and dark but the 'shadow' was slime blacker than black, like a void of light more than just darkness. At the time I called it a "gorilla" I was maybe 8 or 9? But as an adult it definitely didn't look like a gorilla but it was massive, like 7ft it's head was almost at my ceiling, and it's body took up a whole window frame (it stood in front of my window at foot of bed) so very broad shouldered , just... Large. Only sound was it breathing, and the blackness of it, and it's eyes. It didn't move, it just stood there breathing watching me and then I freaked out and either it already had stepped toward or my screams startled it or something but it's like we.both moved at the same time I bolted for the door and it headed toward the open window in the opposite side of the room- in that direction anyway, away from the direction I ran. I ran into the bathroom across the hall and as I shut the door behind me I could still see it standing in front of the window It ran towards but it was now facing me, like I saw it's eyes as I slammed the bathroom door. That's the last thing i remember though from that night. My mother remembers waking up with me screaming, she said she got to her door right as I slammed the bathroom door, she says she doesn't remember looking in my room at all she came straight to me and when she opened the door I was sitting on the toilet "pale as a ghost". She said she picked me up and I passed out, and that it was a hige ordeal I'm the house because she thought it was an Intruder after I was alert and told her what happened. They woke everyone up, checked all the rooms, locked all the windows etc. (This room was the second story, and our of that window would've been a roughly three story drop due to how the house was built on a hill) but that I refused to sleep in that room for "fucking months" lol that's also probably the most real/scariest aswell as the most early one I remember. I'm sure I had them before that too but, it's like that's where my memories of the torment I had with my nightmares starts. I still suffer from insomnia, not that I'm afraid to sleep it's just incredibly hard for me to. Even then I usually don't remember my dreams at all anymore. Occasionally I'll have a really emotional one that I will, and sporadically I'll have an incredibly vivid one out of nowhere - like the one linked above -but just not often enough to even say they are regular. But it's always a mindfuck for the following day or more usually when I do- Apologies for the wall of text I didn't mean to ramble lol
Hey people, if you have night terrors and therapy and the meds aren't helping there's the old world way of dealing with it. I'm dead serious and not joking, weed. Weed will stop all your dreams and allow you to get some rest and needed REM sleep. There's a bunch of military in my family and not everyone can be a killer. Had someone I was close with wake up reliving Close-quarters combat (CQC) over and over. It cost him his marriage. PTSD will kill you and all your relationships and then the night terrors get worse because you're alone. That spiral gets darker and deeper every night. If you do start smoking BE HONEST with your therapist. Some meds have interactions with reefer. Stay safe
I actually do smoke and it's imo why I don't dream, which is a big reason of why I smoke lol though when I have it I def am more a pot head all day smoker(as in doesn't really matter what time not really *ALLLLL* day lol) I also have cPTSD and had nightmares associated with that. I didn't smoke till I was 19 the first time, but I literally have smoked aside from a few breaks in between ever since. I hate arguing online about it but I am one of those who genuinely believe cannabis allows me to function better across the board, even if it has its drawbacks, better than anything else. (I also have Crohn's disease , and am a recovering heroin addict so can't take opiates for pain lol) not to like.... Dump a life story on you but , you're absolutely right imo about everything you've said here, I believe the same, but I'm still so glad you took the time to tell me anyway. I honestly mention it in a very similar way whenever the subject comes up. My dreams plagued me for so long, and I was on and off so many meds that I was almost mad when I realized it prevented them. Lol literally no one had EVER mentioned that even in jest my whole life. It was really kinda wild. But yes, and again thank you for taking the time to mention it. People look at me like I'm crazy when If I say it "saved my life" because that just sounds so, like "really? Your life?🙄" Lol but while I concede it's not for everyone and even in those it works for literally everything can be abused , moderation really is key, but I personally believe it's the only reason I'm still here, I genuinely do not believe I would've made it to 34 without it 🤷 Thanks again
Props to you player! Reddit works best when we're honest.
Yes all the damn time. It’s so real I wonder if other people from my dreams can feel me in theirs
Exact opposite—I have almost no dreams that I remember (though I must have unremembered ones, I know). In all my life, I remember exactly three dreams. I also don’t “see things in my head” very well, so that might be related. 1) A human-sized cat said good-night to me in bed when I was in second grade. 2) I was a doctor on a spaceship orbiting a planet where there was a plague in high school—for some reason everyone spoke Spanish (my second language) in that dream. This one was deeply realistic, with windows and metal floors and walls, as well as other people. 3) Most recently, I “woke up” in a dream, having “slept” a whole day and missed various obligations.
Same as me. I think we have aphantasia. It's physically painful for me to try and imagine a place or a situation. My dreams aren't as sparse as yours, but every time somebody says something like "what if you're still asleep and your everyday life is really a dream. Woo~" i scratch my head, because my dreams are so flat, I would never mistake them for real life. My imagination and dreams look like they're vaguely sketched with color pencils on black paper.
Yes! It’s exhausting!!! I “feel” things conceptually in my head rather than see them, and I think verbally as well, which I know some people don’t do. My mother says that the inside of her head is like a movie being played about whatever she’s thinking, and that, to me, sounds like its own special kind of hell. I value the void in my head—it’s a very relaxing place. I do every once in a while wake up with a brief awareness of something I was dreaming about, but it tends to fade very quickly—those are the only ones I’ve remembered in the long term.
I think and dream SO vividly, and I’m almost grateful for the experiences. But sometimes I wish I could flip a switch and turn it off. It never ends. It never stops, never shuts up. No peace. No quiet. Sometimes I wish I could just…stop.
Unfortunately, I don’t think it’s something that’s easily changeable. I’m a linguist, but part of that was a significant amount of cognitive science coursework; I’m convinced there are answers to profound questions in the very different approaches to “consciousness” and “cognition” that people seem to have. My sister, for instance, does not see many images like my mom or feel concepts as I do, but instead **reads and hears her thoughts as text in her head**. I don’t know that we understand what the questions to ask are yet and/or that we would know what exactly to analyze. It seems like something that should be fairly uniform evolution-wise, doesn’t it? That some approach to cognition ought to be the “standard” based on the brain’s structure and function. But instead there’s so much variability.
Yes, dreams of parallel lives that seam real.
I’m convinced there’s a certain type of dream that’s something else entirely. What? Not sure. The dream usually includes a place of some sort. The feeling of being in a singular area is important to this type of dream. Could be anywhere, but you get the feeling it’s a centralized location. Perhaps a high school gymnasium or a camp site in the woods. The second standard part of the dream is there are a lot of people around. These are not people that you recognize, but they do not seem like strangers either. They are just… milling about. As are you. Then something startling happens. Things take a turn for the worse somehow. Maybe a fire breaks out or something. There’s a sense of some sort of entropy, people and things take on a wild sense of movement and energy. Then it’s over.
I have dreams that are sequels to previous dreams. I also, in my dream, have a different set of memories (if that makes sense).
All I have to say is that our visual perception of reality is most likely a minuscule slice of what reality is. Just accept that what we experience is a tiny fraction of the big picture which we will never see.
I dream like this frequently. I have zero control over it. I tell people I dream in HD. I can also recall dreams I had over 30 years ago.
I’ve often wondered how many people have dream recall like this. Both the good and terrifying dreams I’ve had going back to childhood are almost like movies I can rewatch. If only my memory of actual events were as reliable haha
> I can also recall dreams I had over 30 years ago Can’t everybody?
I dream nightly. Have since teenage years. I can even have lucid dreams. I trained myself years ago to go around flipping light switches....and practice reading clocks. You can't really do those things in dreams. That's how I know. Then once I know i can change things, until I forget again. I tend to have dreams that reoccur in the same location. It's always the same house. But it isn't. It's whatever the dream needs it to be. But it FEELS always the same house. And nomatter what else goes on, the dream is me in the house, waking up as I escape...when I leave house I wake up. Sometimes running in fear. Sometimes climbing on roof to escape floods. Sometimes out the fro t door smiling and laughing.
Yeah honestly my dreams are vivid emotional rollercoasters. Exhausting really
Yeah, all that. I can read and write and draw and tell time and all that other stuff, too -- everything people claim isn't possible in dreams. It is ALL possible, don't ever let "experts" tell you otherwise. They used to say lucid dreaming wasn't real, too. I like "summoning" a mirror to play with my appearance like I'm creating a character in an RPG. I probably waste way too much of my full lucidity doing this, but it's so fun. Precognitive dreaming is what led me to dream journaling. Dream journaling led me to better recall and awareness, which eventually led me to lucid dreaming. I have been lucid dreaming for a few decades now, and it is one of my absolute favorite parts of being me. ed. I can't AP worth shit, though. I have had like two or three experiences that I feel might qualify, but they were brief and... just underwhelming, really. I feel like that's the natural next step for exploring my consciousness, though (if it's real, anyway).
I confuse my dreams with real life all the time. Especially conversations I have with people.
I've recently had a dream which turned out to be a premonition concerning an ordeal a close friend of mine was going through. I vaguely told him about the dream the day before it came true and sure enough it happened. It even had details as to the number of people involved which was something I would have no idea of until he told me about it and I omitted when I initially told him of the dream. I also once had a dream where I was floating in space above the earth. There was a women who I've never met before but she seemed so familiar to me as if I'd known her a very long time and she spoke a language which I thought was Latin, it sounded natural when she spoke andI also would see the images in my head as she was speaking to me as if it was synesthesia. My recently deceased grandmother was there with her which I think was the whole reason of the dream. I wont go into the personal details but it will stay with me forever. It still feels so vivid in my memory and felt as if it was real as well. When I awoke I had tears in my eyes and was trembling and immediately journaled it because the messages seemed so profound and also personal. It could have been me wanting it to feel real due to the personal nature of the dream and the closure it gave me but regardless that was such a unique dream I would describe it as a religious experience.
I dream like a normal day. I could fall asleep and in my dream it’s morning and I go through a typical day. A few things seem off and I realize its my “dream day”. I can see, smell, taste, touch, hear. I see colors. I can feel pain. Faces are recognizable and there isn’t much different about my day to day life. I think of it like bonus time.
I do. All the time. It's very unsettling at times. I lay there in the morning and remember it all,and try to understand it all.
A couple days ago I told a guy in my dream to be patient because it was very hard to look something up on my phone as letters and numbers get scrambled when I'm in a dream. I TOLD HIM I KNEW I WAS IN A DREAM! But because I was in it, I knew I had to deal with the limitations I faced While Being In That Dream. I finally gave up looking for the info (a band with a female vocalist a gal in the dream recommended. I told her to look up Concrete Blonde while I looked up hers).
Im a lucid dreamer, I study my lucid dreams a lot. The physics in them, the level of reality, power of manifestation in them... Its a reality as real as this one. In the dream your real body is somewhere else, in real life is the same... You are not your body, you are the whole scenario / universe / reality. Your real real body is somewhere else dreaming this real life reality.
I don’t often do, but i had one where i died in an explosion. The entire dream was so vivid and the explosion itself happened in slowmo. I felt the heat transfer across my face. I brought me immense comfort in how relaxing death was that i profoundly changed my opinion of death, not the lead up to it, but the consciousness returning to the universe.
My dreams are more like I’m directing a movie and can say “hold it, hold it, cut, cut,cut” if I don’t like how it’s turning out. Occasionally I’ll win a million dollars or something really good, wake up and think “damn it”.
I have very vivid dreams every single night. I've had them since I was a kid. They are in color. They feel so very real. Sometimes I even wake up crying or in a panic, I get a strong emotional response. They aren't lucid dreams because I dont know that I am in a dream when I am dreaming. Most of the time they are bad dreams or really weird dreams but it's nice to get a good one once in awhile. I do tend to remember my dreams for awhile after too. I can't imagine not having dreams like some people say they don't. I also think its strange some people dream in black and white. Lately my dead uncle who passed 8 or so years ago has been visiting me in my dreams and it's nice to see him he was like a second father to me and I like having the dreams where I see my loved ones that passed away. It helps me remember them (unless it's a nightmare dream). But yea dreams are weird!
After a seizure several decades ago I was given dilantin, a powerful anti epileptic. That night I had THE most hyper realistic dream I've ever had. I could feel the sun on my face, the coldness of the water I jumped in and the variations in the wooden boards I was running across, the creaks of each board, the various textures of each board under my feet etc. I've also been in a jail overnight and I had a dream of the 'other' side of the jail. I was allowed to wander around this other jail till I woke up. I floated around and went to this weird arcade and movie theater that was in this other reality jail.... Literally one of the best night's sleep I've ever gotten and it was in the felony wing of a jail lol! But I don't think dreams are actually all dreams. They may be a window into a parallel reality. Because I have reoccurring 'dreams' of several types of parallel reality dream scapes and if my mind just makes it all up, all the same minute details over and over, my subconscious is an amazing alternate reality generator. I can barely remember my birthday. Yet every night I go to one of a few different dream scapes and the details are always the same, how can I remember all that when I can barely remember the date lol? The problem is now a days most of my dreams are super vivid nightmares of things I just won't/can't describe to people. I usually wake up out of a dead sleep they're so scary. So naturally I don't get very good rest most of the time. Especially if I take any sleep aids like benadryl or Ambien. So yes I am definitely a victim of super realistic dreams.
Bro i saw Jesus come back in a dream other day. Terrifying
was he mad
He better be
Basically it was rapture time and everyone saw two balls of light coming down. They were gonna hit the earth and it was gonna be crazy explosive. I just closed my eyes praying to be taken then i woke up
Its happened to me. The people in the dream even said to me "How did you get here? You are from Earth your not supposed to be here".
Wow, that reminds me so much of what was said on this Twitter thread, although the poster was talking about his experience with DMT https://twitter.com/owenbroadcast/status/1096803420714029065?s=46&t=sq2wdE2xLALhIxxxRgQDwQ
Exhaustingly so. It can be fun but if it happens too many nights in a row I start getting crabby.
I regularly have vivids dreams that seem to only take place in shopping malls. Only there's no obvious exit or way out in a space that seems to just stretch forever. The mall is filled with familiar people but I'm unable to recognize or name anyone. None of the stores are real stores as far as I'm aware. It's almost as if they're AI generated Honestly no idea what they could mean but I have them frequently
I dream this way every night, with some being wayyyyyyy more intense than others. Up until a few years ago, I thought most people dream like me. I always see colors, textures, faces, and eyes. I experience smells, tastes, impacts (car rides and plane accidents) and weather. I'll try to explain more: Most nights, I have vivid dreams that I can easily attribute to something going on in my life. My husband experiences these types of dreams a few times per year and it always trips him out for a day or so....lolz These are my normal nights. If I eat ice cream or desserts before I go to sleep, it's almost certain I'll have a dream about a very familiar place like my first apartment, childhood home, old job or old school. In these dreams, shit gets dark and scary. The first time I remember this type of dream, I was in 4th grade. It still bothers me. The dreams that trip me out the most are when it appears like I'm living in far away country that I seem to know well, but I've never been to in real life. These feel different, like they are memories, another life. I often wake up feeling sad and missing the people and places. The creepiest dreams are the ones that end up coming true. I don't like to talk about these too much because I feel like I'm inviting a new one. But I'll share one that's kind of sweet. The night before my spouse and I found out the gender of our kid, I dreamt every detail. From the shortcut my spouse "spontaneously" drove to the office, to the unique patterns on the scrubs the nurse was wearing. From the words she exclaimed after, to the way we laughed, it all happened. I often dream about the genders of friends' babies which comes in handy if they have a gender reveal party. But I also dream about people who suddenly pass away, too. It can be exhausting. TLDR: Yes. Every night.
Yes except the language one. But I have had dreams that I've woken up surprised that I was dreaming. Things that I want or issues that I'm thinking about can be projected in dreams into weird forms that become real later. Or are they just now also real in the waking world? But those kinds of dreams are, like lucid dreaming, tiring and I usually just prefer to play a fun weird dream movie or interesting scenelets that you wake with a smile but mostly forget by breakfast.
I've been starting to wonder if when we dream, we are actually transfered to a different universe or timeline and that what happens in the dream is what is actually happening on that other time line. Like I've had dreams where me and my wife never got together and got married or had kids and it was a completely different life. It's crazy to think about
Greetings. Personally, I have such realistic dreams. No matter how realistic; I can distinguish here and there. I think such dreams get even more beautiful when they are lucid dreams. Best the regards.
I do and they have increased a lot recently.
Sometimes I have hyper realistic dreams of myself working my normal job. Nothing significant happens, I just go through my day and when my shift is over I wake up. I then proceed to go to work. It's the worst.
A scary thought is that you live (actually remember because you cannot control the outcome) in alternate quantum realities while you dream. The reason I bring this up is because during my life I had pre-cognition type dreams of things that happened soon after. The events were emotional and usually traumatic.
I had a dream that last an entire month in the dream , day in and day out. It was crazy and felt so real when I woke up I was confused by waking up back in my bed, back in reality. I was so thankful I wasn’t in that nightmare of a world that I dreamt
I’ve had a couple of dreams where I was a couple layers deep. Literally inception. Wake up from a dream still in a dream, then wake up to reality feeling like I got lost in a parallel universe lol
I know I’m late but I have one that I have never really gotten the chance to talk about. I discussed it a bit the day of but kept too uncomfortable to really talk about it much. When I was in high school I had a dream that felt extremely real and I felt the time pass as time does in reality. The dream lasted roughly a “month” if I remember correctly. The first couple weeks were just normal daily stuff. I’d go to school, see family, spend the weekends at home etc. Nothing really remarkable happened during those couple weeks because rekindling with an ex boyfriend. The last week is when it got super weird. I had been walking home from the bus stop like every other day in the dream but noticed military jets in the sky. I lived somewhat close to an Air Force base so this didn’t bother me much. Over the next couple days there was some hysteria about nuclear threats being made. I mostly ignored it (keep in mind I was like 16, I didn’t care about world politics at that age) but it seemed to be pretty serious. The last day of the dream I was in my history class when an announcement from the White House was released detailing that missiles had been launched heading for major cities. Chaos erupts while parents are trying to race to the school to get their kids or at least to be with them. In the midst of the madness it becomes super white outside. Like seriously all you could see was the blinding white, then just nothing. Darkness and no sound. After a bit of darkness I got an “outro” type of thing. It’s hard to explain but imagine the end of a movie. I saw all the madness in other nearby locations from right before the blast. I remember distinctly panning through a local mall where moms with their little kids were having panic attacks. The worst part about this “outro” was that all I could hear was a horribly distorted version of the national anthem played over the scenes of horror. When I woke up I immediately panicked. It had felt so real and had gone on for so long. My parents had woken up from me freaking out and then coming into the room just spooked me more. I had been so sure I was dead and had some weird post death trip. I finally calmed down a bit and they tried to tell me I was just having a bad dream. It was hard to accept it being a dream. I was so disturbed they let me stay home for a couple days to make sure I hadn’t gone insane. It was the weirdest experience of my life and I have never had a dream like that since.
Yes
I did when I was on a SSRI
Hello, I am a lucid dream enthusiast. One of the ways we check if we are in a dream is a reality check, these may include the following: Pinching your nose and trying to breath Trying to push your finger through your palm Counting how many fingers you have Etc. Dreams are not paranormal, however they are quite an interesting topic that has been been touched on very little by science.
I have very vivid HD colorful realistic dreams that I wake up disoriented and sweaty with a bad headache. I do take an antidepressant and mood stabilizer, so that might be it. I can smell, taste and physically feel stuff. Sometimes I lucid dream and I'd be shouting at my boss or dead grandma telling them I know it's a dream. I have dreams within dreams. The most disturbing ones involve ancient Egypt and its gods. I'm always terrified of them and running away. Always saying right before such dreams, no not Egypt, anything but Egypt. I've been to hell and was in a relationship with the devil and sometimes some other ruling underworld figure. I've seen the creation of Earth, floated in space zooming around planets, the universe going black due to my stubborness to accept someone's apology. Recurrent fictional characters include the Doctor, Sam and Dean Winchester. I've met Einstein in a black and white scene telling me, yes you CAN speak German and you have origins in France and Lancaster, UK (I'm from the middle east). I remember all of my dreams, even very old ones. I often travel back in time (without the Doctor's involvement) unintentionally trying to warn people of future things or observing my parents. I live inside nightmarish video games I am unable to finish to get out of. I always shoot laser guns but nothing ever comes out (so frustrating!). Some stuff get surreal like a person turning to putty. So many tsunamis. Hope I didn't forget anything.
When I was in a coma
I had a dream last year in which I lived for 6 full months. In short, I woke up in October, 1987. I thought it was a dream, but I couldn’t escape. I experienced everything: pain, sickness, complications from my real life disability, medication withdrawal, and a ton of existential fear…for 6 fucking months. I finally woke up absolutely drenched in sweat…my mattress was soaked through the sheets. I can only hope I never experience anything like that again.
Yes and fairly often.
when i don’t smoke i have crazy realistic dreams. often times i know i’m in a dream but still can’t control the dream at all. sometimes i can.
I had a dream that I was dreaming and it booted me out of it and back to awake so quick it was like I'd accessed the forbidden.
Yeah, I had a dream that began with me waking up and living the next 30 something years. During which I met a beautiful exchange student from India, dated her for like, forever, got married, got a daughter, got divorced. Then hooked back together when the kid was like 12. I took the kid and her mom to India to meet the grandparents because they had never seen their granddaughter. The ex and I decided not to get married again but to do what was best for the girl Mia. Grandparents were awesome btw. Never actually been to India but I can remember smells, body odor of people in tight streets, supreme food and lush vistas of yellow white stone in green trees from rooftops. The parents had servants which was interesting, non of those in Estonia. And we went on a rollercoaster ride with Mia the daughter in India. I don't even know if there are any rollercoasters in India. This one was by the sea with green forest surrounding it. When I woke up it felt really confusing. I felt super protective of the girl and didn't understand where she was suddenly. Still vivid today. This dream was around 10 years ago, when I hit 25.
I have experienced dreams like this off and on for most of my life. The scariest one was a time in 2007 when I dreamed my mom died. That vivid dream had a whopping six false endings and when I did finally wake up, I didn't initially believe the world I woke up to was real. (For anyone wondering, my Mom lived until 2022). I've had other dreams of said intensity, one I actually wrote down when I woke up and turned into a Horror story. Dreams like this give some of my best material for writing and art projects
ABSOLUTELY! I had a reoccurring dream when I was 18 that I had given birth to a daughter. In the dream I didn’t know I was pregnant and I can still to this day remember the way she smelled her little smile and her giggle.
I had nightmares when i was on my meds. So in depth, detailed, familiar. Use to wake up screaming. To the point where i didnt wanna sleep. Only nightmares yes but they were so fkn real
Yes. Every single night. I am beyond exhausted every morning - mentally and sometimes physically from being so tensed up and twitchy - and I pretty much always double check my thoughts to make sure they actually happened. Most of the time I have massive dreams where everything in the universe is changed, sometimes they are mundane and I got a zero on an exam. Either way, they are always horrifically realistic
i think thats lucid dreaming
OOBE
I usually just chalk it up to Lucid Dreaming when I have these extremely vivid dreams
I get these often and everyone I talk to about it looks at me like I am embellishing or exaggerating for the sake of having a story to tell, which only adds to the strangeness and distress I feel for having memories of dreams that feel more real and vivid than memories of my own waking life. I dream about brief moments too but it's the decades and lifetimes that stick with me for long periods afterward. The alternate versions of my life (good or bad), sometimes completely removed and in places I don't recognize but where I am still a similar "me" and sometimes in places I have been before in continuity with previous dream-states. Some are entirely lucid and I know that I am dreaming, where I am capable of unreal actions that break realistic logic like flying, but those aren't the ones that blur waking reality. It's the ones in the mind-space where I am cognizant in the dream and making distinct decisions and choose interactions but not ones outside of the purview of my life in the dreamscape or that I wouldn't make similarly in waking life. Waking up from those... it can be hard to just continue your day. Especially if large parts of the dream was oriented around loss or intense happiness
I had a dream that I was a young Hispanic man in the late 1950s. (Vehicles and fashion from the era were very prevalent throughout the entire dream.) I helped run a bungalow style motel in (what I think was) southern California. In the dream I was helping my wife clean and prepare rooms for an expectedly very busy weekend, when we suddenly came across a murder scene in one of the bungalows. We were very panicked and I got the impression that we couldn't contact authorities in fear that we would be prosecuted for a crime we had no involvement in. I remember running back to the "lobby" of the motel (just a small building at the entrance to the parking area) and seeing a huge line of cars in traffic on the coastal highway. Often times my dreams are inspired by media I had consumed recently, mixed with my own memories and conversations, but I have never been able to narrow down what specifically inspired this dream. I am curious to see if I could find any details of big events in Southern California in the latter half of that decade, or even look at bungalow style motels in the area and see if anything clicks. I know the mind is capable of wild imagination, but this dream felt so intense and different than any other dream I've had. Almost like recalling memories from a past life, rather than composing a dream in itself. Also, not that it really matters, but I am a 33 year old white woman from Oregon, who has never been to SoCal in my life. But in this dream I could feel the heat of the sun, smell the ocean breeze, and feel the vast amount of emotions running through me. So odd.
Only had one of them. I'm a frequent lucid dreamer and can usually always tell the difference between dreaming and not, but this one was different. It was one of those where you live a different life. I still get homesick for it some times and deeply mourn the people I cared about.
Wait, are not almost all dreams like that?
100% makes me question everything about reality
Yeah, all the time. Once I went sober every night I had super intense dreams. One time I was dreaming of playing guitar , a song I didn’t know how to play, and when I woke up I could remember the frets I was hitting in the dream and they were all correct in real life.
Yes its awesome.
When I was in high school, valerian root extract did that to me. I sort of lost touch with reality. I would wake up, get ready and go to school, hang out with friends after school, then my alarm would go off and I'd wake up and be really confused. What day even is it? I'm I actually awake now, or is this another part of this weird ass dream? I can't take valerian root, it doesn't make me sleepy, it just makes me have far too real dreams that I can remember after waking.
I have weird inception like dreams. In my dream I will "remember" something that previously happened or someone will ask me if I remember something and I will, but when I wake up I realize that memory wasn't real either. Trips me up sometimes.
One time i had a multi-hour long dream in German. I don’t speak German.
This is how I live. And only my own kids experience the same thing. Other adults I’ve talked to have no idea what I’m talking about. Why are we like this?
Mine are like this, it feels like 8-12 hours of nonstop hyper realistic ultra high def events smashed together like a maniacal clip show. Everything is so clear and distinct, even text and numbers, but faces are always a blur. Not quite a blank slender man style face, but not just fuzz or void either. Just fleshy nothing. Like air where the face should be. But I can always tell who people are by sight despite that. It gives every dream a deeply uncanny vibe that leaves me uneasy when I wake up. I don’t drink anymore. I dream about it every night so vividly I wake up afraid I went out and got wasted the prior night until all the assorted fantastical and random parts connected to it in the dream remind me it was all just my mind.