Dream

I remember my dreams pretty much everyday.

Most of the time it fades away during the day and I should probably start writing in my dream journal again.

I have rather interesting dreams as well. For example the lastest intense dream that I remember was from this week. It was like some sort of "training session". A training session on how to deal with fear. During this dream I was dreaming within the dream, I was having nightmares to be exact.

I have to say before that during my dreams I may not be completly lucid but I'm somehow aware that I'm a creative force within this dream. There were many dreams in wich I actually created beings, ceneries and there was even a dream where I created a 40k like universe.
I also do have nightmares from time to time but I'm never really terrified of them, nothing ever bad happens to me, it just gets very close to happening from me and I can always wake up when I want during them.

Anyways, during this dream I was having nightmares within the dream and I guess the task was to endure them for as long as I can and I did and everytime I got too much I was waking up again within the dream. I didn't really think about it during the dream. The last dream in the dream I had I actually became lucid and started running around yelling "I am dreaming I'm dreaming" heh.. when I woke up I actually thought "Well this must be reallife now, this is actually realife" but well, it turned out that it also was just part of this dream.

Pretty much all of my dreams don't play in this reality anyways. Often times there are characters in it that I know from reallife but they are just different versions of that person.

>>18496703
How do you remember them everyday? Most days I wake up and I'm like wtf 2 seconds ago I was going to sleep.

>>18496703
The most interesting dream I ever had actually happened last week I think.

I went to bed at about 3 and it took me about 40 minutes to fall asleep. You should know that I'm quite a metaphysical thinker and that I have pretty intense shivers pretty much all during the day from the intense emotions/energies I'm able to channel by myself.

Often times when I can't sleep at night I get really amazing thoughts and shivers for minutes on end, heh.

Anyways. This dream was totally different than all the others I had.

It was actually not in any sort of reality. I believe I was put in some kind of state of being semi multidimensional. I was creating everything with my mind, there was nothing to really see or hear, it was just pure perception. The dream was just a pure stream of concsiousness basically. I mean this reality is too, but imagine it to be without any boundaries. No knowlegde of human things as well.

I was basically co creating an experience with other beings, wich I believe to be my "guides". Although I don't really believe in guides, we have infinite guides and that's just the creative source basically, wich is just you with you. That's how I'd put it shortly.

I already knew that suffering was the smallest thing in existence really but this showed me why. If you are always concsiously creating the stream of concsiousness there is no suffering, it was pure ecstasy really.

It's hard to explain I guess but there will be some that will get something out of it, whatever it may be.

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One of my recent dream:

>Victorian looking house in the middle of a plain in Africa.
>Go inside.
>Now I'm in a horror movie. Three of them actually.
>First one, a couple is stuck with a chained maniac in a basement. The maniac shouts and swear at the couple. Then begs them unchained them. He does this a couple of time. He has a knife in his hands. His hands are tied to a pole. The maniac ends up killing himself.
>Second one is kids daring themselves to go down in the basement. They hear laughter and a voice telling them to go in. A really raspy and wretched voice. I'm one of the kid and I'm chosen to go down.
>Third one I can't remember details. Nothing really happens but it's the end of the world. We can see a huge planet in the sky that look like it's about to collide with the earth.
>It's in that scenario that I come out of the house.
>Still in Africa, planet in the sky.
>I go jump on a trampoline, I get higher with every bounces. So high that it become extremely scary. I get a huge adrenaline rush.
>I can see kinda like Mayan pyramids with faces in the distance.
>They sing and the earth is shaking. I can see all the animals running away in fear when I'm in the air.
>I just keep jumping on the trampoline.

Seriously how the fuck do you guys keep dream journals. I can't even describe half the things that happens in my dreams. I don't even have words for it so I have to skip a lot of details.

>>18496748
I should also mention that I wasn't really sleeping during this. I actually noticed when my mother went into my room. It was like a state of just having your concsiousness in a totally different state while still being semi awake.


>>18496747
I don't even try really. I've always had quite special dreams. I cannot really give you much short advise, I believe my role as a human is sort of special and that is why I have this ability along with others but I don't wish that to diminish your experience in any way.

I guess the only things I'd recommend you to do is to become aware of your own personal reality, if you begin percieving more consciously you will probably be able to remember dreams better as well.

Being happy also helps, if you see dreaming as something playful to do while you sleep you'd probably remember it better too.

>>18496703
>>18496748
I honestly think these types of dreams have to do with the extreme lack of control most people feel nowadays. It's always been like this but most people are extremely conscious about it now.

>Lack of control in RW
>Create crazy shit in DW

>>18496767
So you're implying I lack control because I dream things that seem crazy to you?

Do you mean that? And what is control to you anyways?

>>18496767
>>18496773
hahaha the guy is mad that you don't think his dream makes him a special snowflake

>>18496776
I find it rather funny that you assume that I'm mad. I would lie if I were to say that it doesn't irritate me, but it's not really a thing of much importance for me.

I might have been a tiny bit provocative in my last post but drawing the conclusion that I was mad from it seems a little too assumptious to me. But I guess you learned to "recognize" anger from all the shitposting you did.

What would it mean to you if I were mad anyways?

Also, yeah I like to celebrate my own being and all that comes with it. You think I should stop? Heh

>>18496794
>assume that I'm mad
Dude look how long your reply is. You're definitely affected by my comment. I didn't mean to be an asshole though. Well, yeah, like an asshole but a friendly asshole, like you'd do with your friends. It was just a joke I'm sorry.

>>18496773
No I'm not implying anything
I mean crazy by the standards of the reality you are in that allows you to post on this website.
And control is being able to influence your own surroundings to you liking. Not many people have that and the ones who do abuse it.
>>18496776
No one is a special snowflake but I didn't mean to make him feel insignificant.
>>18496794
Dude who cares I'm just trying to get people's opinions on dreams and shit. No judgement here.

>>18496806
I just like to actually give a genuine and truthful response. It's better than just being ironic or something. Maybe not as funny for most.

I'm not really the sorta person that acts like an asshole ever, not even in a friendly way but it's not like I condemn those that do it. I really don't.

I guess I'm not really roughened up at all but I like being that way. And it's fine, no worries.

>>18496813
When you have full control over your own being you don't need to be in control of your surroundings I think.

I'd also say that everyone is a "special snowflake" but whatever.

And lastly. I'm just trying to point out how flawed this sort of behaviour is, even though that effort may be lost here, but it's not like that's really stopping me.

>>18496838
Everyone being a special snowflake means no one is a special snowflake. That's the point I'm trying to make.

>>18496844
Well, I get your point.

But I feel as if your message is reinforcing the idea that celebrating your own being is something that shouldn't be done wich is not really beneficial at all.

Everyone should celebrate their own being, their ability to create and all of that.

It emphasizes your own emotions and amplifies yourself in so many ways.

A world where everyone celebrates onself freely is also one where the collective is celebrating itself.

I gues you don't really see the potential of the future as I do.

>>18496851
I'm more on the same page as you than you think but this goes back to control. You see a potential future, then go out and help make it happen.

I take no issue with people celebrating themselves but what I do take issue in s narcissism which is what that has evolved into.

>>18496851
>your message is reinforcing the idea that celebrating your own being is something that shouldn't be done wich is not really beneficial at all.

This can turn to selfishness, narcissism and egocentricity though. And that's annoying as hell.

>>18496858
Exactly, if we're all cogs in a machine then let's celebrate that since it is all apart of us instead of going off and celebrating your SELF.

I recommend reading some Carl Jung.

He talks about focusing on your being but also not cutting it off from everyone else.

>>18496856
Well I think your idea of control is one of a fearful concsiousness that is a victim of it's enviroment. At least to some extend. I also think that you can influence your enviroment and even the world through metaphysical means. We are all doing it actually.


When does celebrating onself turn into something negative? When that celebration thrives on diminishing others I would say. Is that really what most people do?

I feel as if the majority is actually more worried about seeming egoistic or narcisstic than there are people that diminish others by celebrating certain parts of their life. These may be the ones who are the "loudest" but not the majority. This also has to do with how much value you give the negativity in your perception. Maybe consider that that the roles you give certain people or "types" of people has some metaphysical effect.

I would also say that most people do not really know how to celebrate their own being, they're not even sure what exactly they are.
And most people just celebrate that wich they learned is to celebrate. That might be their new car, their shoes, their fit body, whatever.

Overall all of this has a lot to do with the fear that is in people. Those that diminish others in order to celebrate themselves do so to protect themselves I think, being understanding of them is the best one can do to help them.

Also a reply to >>18496858

I once dream that I was bitten by a snake. I told my mother and sister to bring me to the hospital. They said that I'm going to die anyway and started laughing, then I die. The dream ended and I'm trying to wake up but I can't and it seems that my brain is stopping me to breath. I woke up gasping for air. This happened to me several times. I also dreamed that I'm running endlessly, I'm in an earthquake then die, then the same things happened to me.

>>18496873
That would externalize your power I think. Perhaps there is a way to celebrate your own being that is compatible with the whole.

You could celebrate your love for others for example or your compassion. Your will to do anything for the greater good. Such things.

I do realize that Carl Jung may be a well respected source of information and that mentioning him in sucha way is like asserting some intellectual authority but his point of view is just one out of infinite ones that can be truthful within their own paradigm. Plus that he is a thinker of the past and that concsiousness has shifted greatly since then wich allows for different thoughts.

I cant ever remember the last time i had a dream shit sucks

all I know is that when I stopped smoking weed I had my dreams come back with a fierceness

I have a tough time remembering my dreams too except for the really elaborate ones. Here's my last dream.
>Go to a party in a really big house
>The house is filled with people from different periods in time along with a couple of people I know such as friends and some teachers I had
>I see a little boy who resembles my best friend when he was a kid
>I talk to the kid but he's not my friend
>I stumble around, bumping into kings, sea captains, and other royalty from before the 1900s
>A bald guy with a ponytail pulls me aside and mutters something I don't remember but it makes me feel scared
>He turns his attention to one of my friends who looks like how he did in high school
>The bald man does the same to him causing him and the crowd of my friends to leave the party
Then I woke up

I had one, I usually remember well my dreams even years after, even if they do fade a little, it is actually easier for me to remeber older dreams than new ones.

Judge it.

Somehow a blond noble girl, name unknown, from a distant and unknown branch of my family fell in love with me. [Embarrassing part for her and me] somehow grandparents were peeking on us and overheard said [Embarrassing part for her and me]. Hence they decide to warn her parents. The said distant branch of the family then comes at this family reunion. Here I hear that she is of even more noble blood that I am, and that this nobility managed to survive from the french "Directoire". They don't seem as upset as grandparents. Somehow there is a huge recipient in the middle of the living room, with at least a hundred of small chocolate cake slices. Some brown powder is being poured on it. Decision is that the girl is to live in my house for the next month as a deterrent because they think it will lack computer, internet and most of those things. Here I wrote think as this is of course not the case. Whole family is now leaving, and packing stuff, I somehow end up being fascinated by some kind of small mouse or a hamster in a tiny glass cage built in the window. I feed it some grass I think. I don't remember everything then, but I think the noble girl hugged me afterward. Then there is a time skip, I am no on some kind of space station near what appears to be a civilian boarding area. There are doors, checkpoints and console, it's rather calm there isn't a lot of people, I or a girl (I know one of us did this but I don't remember, in which order)

>>18498994
presses a button on the console and the sliding door close while what I presume to be the interior of a shuttle leaves and I can see space through the doors windows. But the next shuttle comes rather quickly. During the time on the station or when I reach earth I somehow become aware that many people are jealous that the noble girl loves me. I only remember fragments of the earth passage, but I'm in London, only by name though as it is mostly a recollection of buildings like a Casino I think I have seen in New York, some buildings that looks like studios, eery foggy streets I have seen in previous dreams, palms, a space elevator, candy stands and a white candy store. Apparently I know the candy store shopkeeper. Then there is something about me forgetting my bag in the store, because there was like 5 or 7 people running after me the jealous people I assume. Then I get lost in the mob, and I quickly shake hands with two girls I know but rarely talks to anyway, it is there I learn I'm in London, they ask me the way to the space elevator, so I tell them it is past the studios building and that they really can't miss it, I mean it's a huge column in the sky how can you miss it. Then I think I enter some coffee shop, see the upset people run past it and make my way back to the store (I know I called it a candy store but now I see they are also selling meat). The shopkeeper hands me back my bag. And when I exit the store the noble girl calls my name, I'm feeling comforted and I look at my left to see the noble girl running toward me with right in front of her a little blond girl with huge stars in her eyes and holding a dog by a leash in her right hand also running toward me. Then I woke up. It took me several hours to assume she is my child.