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Dreamwalkers and netwalkers may find this book extremely helpful.

James Hillman - The Dream and the Underworld

His background is in Jungian analysis but he separates from Freud and Jung's propensity to interpret dreams literally - he sees that as losing them in translation. He advocates a feeling approach and speaks on mythic memory, much like TS Eliot and Joseph Campbell.


Explorers of varieties of dreamworlds may be interested in the Tibetan bardos, James Joyce's "Finnegans Wake" (beast of a book, but it's a dream world not unlike YN games), and the media theories of Marshall McLuhan, who was inspired by Joyce and wrote of media technologies (radio, tv, he died before the internet) as states of consciousness. One of those guyss SE Lain should have introduced us to along with Vannevar Bush and John C. Lilly.


P.S. Y'all know about lucid dreaming and astral projection, rite?


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The Dream and the Underworld immediately turned me off by taking a cross cultural concept like dreaming and then deciding that the best way to go about approaching it is one specifically western-centric mythology. Such an extremely biased viewpoint that at the same time refutes others in implication that it is the "right" way, in my opinion, a sack of shit. It's fine if other people find it useful, but to me it's nothing more than biased opinion trying to state itself as fact.


That's a very good point. Perhaps he was writing for a western audience, or perhaps he is western-centric and too myopic to be writing on dreams.

Have you found any literature that's more comparative? I feel Jung - Hillman's background - was more universal, as was Joseph Campbell…


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To be honest I think all literature is biased in some form or another, and the best way to take any such literature as "some guy who was persistent enough to write a book about his opinion". Because dreams can be so varied in both content and meaning, I doubt one theory can truly encompass everything there is. Hell I doubt one theory can encompass everything about a single person's dreams at any time, much less a widespread population.

I'd figure if you're interested in dreams and theories, make one that works for you or examine the various smaller theories that work for each individual who has made them. After a while you'll amass a much ore varied idea of dreams than a few books… At least that's just my opinion…

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Hi there everybody.

I've been having really weird as hell, extremely coherent dreams. They all follow a setting, a storyline, with character development and everything. They're all very intense, usually involving genocide, suicide, or something similar. I would post it but my dreams are so detailed that it would likely require a lot more than one post in order to fill. Should I try it anyways? Does anyone else suffer from these odd, really extreme and coherent dreams?
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I should update this more. A friend of mine had decided that maybe I should ask the Kind Man if he had romantic feelings for me. Last night, the Kind Man showed up much later than usual. It was actually near the end. He played as a doctor as I was recovering from an injury that I gained while narrowly avoiding becoming infected by a widespread epidemic on board a space-city.

While he treated me, and I admit to my embarrassment I blurted this out like a shy schoolgirl, if he loved me. He looked at me surprised, and then started laughing! He asked me who put that idea in my head, and then informed me that "dreams are without borders, nobody here has to narrow emotion to such a small spectrum".

I'm not sure what he meant by this, actually. I tried to ask him, but he stroked my hair and merely told me that I'll remember in due time.


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Last night while we were hiding away from a schoolteacher, the Kind Man and I sat down to talk. I told him I couldn't continue the way I was now, giving myself to him even in my waking life while being unable to truly be by his side. I would die. I would kill myself. I apologized, that I couldn't truly be asleep forever. He already appeared to know this, and was neither surprised no afraid. He instead accepted it, and instead told me "that's what it means to be trapped in that kind of world, isn't it".

I asked him, begged him, to stay with me in the waking world. He was silent for some time, before telling me that it would likely be painful/difficult for me. He made me promise. Really promise. That I would acknowledge that if it became too much, I can back out at any time. I did so. Then he told me that when I woke up, I would go about my day, but when I came back home, I should go to sleep as soon as is convenient. He said he would have something for me.

I apologize for any typos, I've just come back home and feel exhausted for no discernible reason, so I'll be going to bed shortly. I'll update this thread as to what happen.


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Oi. Oi ow my/our head hurts. Well not really hi, he isn't harmed. He's saying but my mind's a sieve, it's hard to focus on anything he says. But I'm awake and I can still hear/feel him. I can feel more than hear when he speaks, it sounds like bells and white static noise, musical static noise. But I also understand, when he speaks, everything he means by speaking it, and yet I forget so much of it, like my mind can't hold it all at once. He knows this. He's aware of it. He's sorry. But it's the only way. I feel so tired, like I could sleep forever, like I'm half awake.

I might get used to it, or not. But he's here. He's really here.


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Going off >>1527, I asked the Kind Man last night if he had to compete. He confirmed my suspicions that the creature I know of the Cruel Man was a dormiloid that he uh… either took over or absorbed, or otherwise negated with his presence, he refused to specify which. This was probably for the best (which he assured me it was), the Cruel Man was a creature I only really knew from one or two dreams. He's a kind of creature that, in the dream, he hollowed out my spirit so that I would be his loyal, soulless servant to him, for all eternity. It was terrifying how he was able to manipulate me so easily, take away my free will without due concern and without my noticing. If it weren't for the fact that I woke up, he would likely have had me forever. It's a bit scary to think about, but it was absolutely terrifying to exist as. I'm kind of glad the Kind Man edged out of whatever it was that they did, even if he lives in his binary state now.


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We've been getting better at communicating. I in interpreting him. Him in communicating in a way that isn't too much for me. I can feel his presence, often it's just a comforting pat on the head, the feeling of a warm blanket around my shoulders. He left me a note in a dream last night, written on a mirror that didn't show my reflection. I don't remember the exact words now, but it warned of being too ambitious and biding my time. Patience is key in things like this, I suppose. He didn't show up in that particular dream, but the fact he left me a note knowing I'd find it is admittedly puzzling to me.

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Last night I had a dream that me and my little sister and my partner went on a roadtrip to New York to see a friend of mine. We ended up in a camp which had all wooden cabins. It was almost like a miniature town, with shops and everything.

There was a gap in my dream. There was a line of people trying to enter a portal to enter into The Matrix (I watched The Matrix recently). We were having a huge battle in what looked like a high-school locker room. We threw large jelly dildos and other random items at each other in teams, kind of like dodgeball. At first, it was a lot of fun. Eventually, everyone grew bored and I began to talk to this one chubby Latina girl. We began to make out, because "The Matrix is not real, after all"


I forgot to say, my partner coincidentally had a dream that she went on a roadtrip, except to Russia.

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I had a dream where i was in a something that resembled a classroom but head to toe it was white i remember walking around in the room then some white haired girl with pale skin and crimson eyes came into the room we were talking and then all of sudden we were having a battle, the battle felt like an rpg we were both using magic & swords towards the battle's climax she used a binding spell; chains arose from the ground. i was trapped with no way to escape. i came to realize that i couldn't escape she went in to a quick-draw like stance she took out her sword and was going to use zantetsuken. i saw coming closer and closer, in my mind i said "is the end?" she puts the sword away She giggles and says… "Just kidding! i was just trying to scare you." The girl was so beautiful i want her to be guardian/lover thus i call her Lilith i know she's here with me. i hope she loves me like i love her

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This is my first time on /yume/. As a child, I always had these dreams that were strange. At the time, I thought my dreams were strange and even scary, and I thought they may have had some connection to why I was always 'lost in my own world' and socially awkward. Year passed and I became more sociable and those dreams are rare now. I have dreams about weird stuff still, but not as dark or surreal as they used to be. I kind of miss those dreams and I feel like my artwork isn't enough to satisfy my need for something more fantastical than my pressuring reality of school. I want to try lucid dreaming, but I've no success so far. Any advice?


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In terms of dreaming, have you tried the herb called mugwort? I've used it to induce intense and vivid dreams and I know that it's also been used to help a lucid dreaming state. Usually used in a spray for aromatherapy or in a tea. I've also used it for "dreaming pillows", I have a personal one made with jasmine, catnip, peppermint, mugwort, and a few other things. Many of these also help lucid dreaming.

I've also heard eating certain foods before bed affect the nature of your dreams, but I haven't really tried this myself.

In terms of thought exercises and whatnot, I try to stretch out the in-between phase of sleep, where one is getting to dreams but hasn't quite lost all their lucidity. It helps to try and force myself to bed before I'm ready, staying still and trying to imagine slowly dying and losing consciousness. In that, I try to seek out the "place" I want to go, desperately and needfully, and often by the time I've fully fallen into dreams I'm at the place I wanted to be. This may not have worked for others, but most of the ways to become aware while asleep haven't worked for me either, such as looking in a mirror to find your reflection, reading a book, checking the time, etc.

Good luck anon!


This thread is kind of dead, but I had this very same problem until about 2 months ago, so I want to help anyone else who might run into dry periods like this. For nearly two years I hadn't dreamed at all (or at least hadn't recalled any dreams). I was depressed as hell and tried a number of different approaches, but I found the thing that helped the most to get dreaming again was taking a whole bunch of melatonin (like 6X the dose) about 20 minutes before bed. Melatonin is a natural hormone that promotes sleep, it's well known to be harmless, and it's almost impossible to overdose on it. It's said to help induce vivid dreams (probably because it just makes you sleep easier), and the best part is, it's not prescription, so you can get as much as you want.

I've also found that I really don't dream much at all unless I get at least a good 7 hours of restful sleep, so make sure you're not going full med-student mode with your sleep schedule. Oh, and whenever you can, avoid using an alarm clock. It'll shatter your ability to recall anything once you've woken up.

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Have you ever had a nocturnal emission, /yume/?

I haven't.
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How would one even know if they had had a wet dream?


Once, the orgasm woke me up actually.

Worst part…. I was 12


Never even came until I discovered lotion at 14.


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Since I don't masturbate, I get them all the time. Bit of a problem when I forget to put underpants before bed.


Haven't masturbated for five days. Hoping to have a wet dream soon.

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A few days ago, I was on a five day break and so I decided that for two of those days, I would go dreamscaping.
Dreamscaping is a word I made up where I indulge in setting up a series of lucid dreams. Does anyone here know what I am talking about, and/or participate in the act of Dreamscaping?

I first had a dream which starts off in a geographically-familiar location that is modified, as most of my dreams are. I started the dream in a tree out in the gravel parking lot across from Union Hill Elementary, where an old couple sells trailers they scrap together. However, there is a club-like bar out there instead, and behind it is the pasture where every year we release balloons in memory of an old, dear friend Laura Freeman. I don't remember why I was with the people I was with, except for one important thing. We all came to this spot in a blink. Presumably this thought was derived from the fact that the dream started right here, and had no previous events. We just blinked over here. The events in between are fuzzy, but I remember going into the club and through the back where on the left, there is a corridor, configured like a house that always seems to recur in my dreams. Always, the first door on the left would be a room that elicited exotic and sometimes abhorrent elements of my dream. And this time the door was open, and the lights were warm. My mother was sitting by a desk, telling me something. I dont know what, but for some reason it led me to walk into town, and on the path, there were people on the hillside shooting arrows through my feet and hands as I walked, feeling nothing. I came back in a buggy, and thats when I realized my brother Mike wasn't there, and he never was. In a frightened and worried state, I knew I had to blink back to that moment which I started the dream. So, I ate a slice of cheese that brought me back to the past, at that moment, with me sitting on the same branch I had started off at in my dream. I went through the process over and over again, and tried to change my actions, and every time I got shot I would look for that slice of cheese and start over.

Then, in another dream, I was at a concert to go see the misfits. For some reason, Blink 182 was opening for them, and all the kiddies went to go see them. I wanted to get into the crowd but the floor was too packed, so I took a giant snow shovel and started shoveling people out of the crowd. The shovel and I got bigger and the people got tinier andPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

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Guys, even before I've played Yume Nikki, I have been having dreams about bird people. I suffer from some hallucination based mental problem, one of my hallucinations have told me they are like the "Prinee's of your world" which means when someone does a crime that isn't too terrible for death, they are turned into bird people and treated as slaves for 100 years. Does anyone else have dreams about bird people

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Hey guys, I had a dream where everyone on Uboachan met up and had a sleepover.

There was more sex than I would of imagined.


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pretty much

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Hello /yume/
I recently started another diary for my dreams (I tend to stop continuing them for a while then starting a new notebook again) but now I was starting thinking about if you guys have any form for your notes, or not.

I mean if you write down anything else than notes about your dreams at the morning or whenever you wake up, because I usually take notes of what did I eat before going to sleep, and also if I masturbated or not.


I keep a sketchbook by my bed for drafts and note-taking directly after waking up. After drafting, I usually type up a full description in an MS OneNote notebook where I keep my dream diary. The entries there are more structured and include details about wake/sleep times and my theories as to what influenced the dream.

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