/yume/ - Dreams

I love my dream music, though it is rare. I often hear synth or rock music and it's always the most bestest thing that ever resonated in my brain. Once I wake up however, it's incredibly hard to recall even the basic melody or instrumentation.

I sometimes hear music from whatever video game i played before i go to bed. I've experimented with this by playing yume nikki, earthbound, LSD dream emulator, etc. one experience i had was when i was in a neon city similar to moonside from earthbound and i could hear moonside swing faintly playing. it was awesome. of course, this probably means i play WAY too much video games…

I just woke up from a morning nap session. After 6 hours of night sleep I had a light breakfast and strong coffee, turned on music and went back to bed lying face down on the edge of the pillow (my favorite sleeping posture).

Depending on the music I dozed off and got conscious again with the change of songs or even during a single piece with variable expression. When the song "Maggot Brain" started, I finally reached dream level.

Soon I found myself at a parking structure. The sun was glaring and some kids were skateboarding and riding shopping carts. I heard Funkadelics aforementioned song coming from their direction and though "these punks have good taste in music". The dream continued with a drunk Chinese guy dropping canned pears on a decayed staircase. At that point the music was gone.

I suspect a similar mechanism to the WILD technique being at work here. It might not be possible to receive accurate signals from the outside during sleep, but one can directly carry over the starting point of a association chain, if one is relaxed enough during exposure (literally at the verge of sleep). With a known piece of music one can expect it to continue with a similar sound, but typical dream distortions or mashups in structure.

Only one time that I can remember, it was a song "created" by me. Nothing interesting, I was dreaming that I was streaming music on youtube but after I woke up I realised that the song doesn't actually exist.

I remember hearing Libera me from hell with muffled, untuned and roughed out instruments once. I don't remember in what context and backdrop it was in though. I hear music pretty often in my dreams, often ambient scores or the music of the devil.

>>2547
>knockoff dream version of the Olive Garden
That sounds like a nightmare.

>>2547

I’d like to visit someplace like that. It seems very surreal, while my dreams are usually very ordinary and reflect my own experiences and emotions. My dreams that are more distant from waking life feel more childlike, but in a good way.

I’m curious to what you learn in lecture in that school. You seem lucid enough, is it anything coherent?

As the OP, I was looking for a way to make my own. There’s no place I can really call home in my dreams. I found your story very interesting, though. I’ve valued dreams long before I knew about Yume Nikki and would be happy to hear more from you if you’d like to share.

>>2548
Not as bad as it sounds, but to be fair it usually turns into a nightmare about being lost

>>2549
Who knows, maybe it'll happen eventually. My dreams always used to be related to my waking life when I was younger, but they've become kind of their own little world now.

In the dreams I'm usually wandering the halls instead of attending any classes, but I can remember some things about the classrooms. Some of them have basic kindergarten/preschool level stuff, like posters of the alphabet & numbers up on the walls (which is strange, considering it's definitely not an elementary school). Most just have diagrams, stickmen and such. Nothing coherent that I can remember.



Also, here's a picture of my old school, to give yall sort of an idea of what the one I dream about is like. The one in my dreams is based off the real building, but way, way taller, and darker in color. Like if the one in the picture just extended endlessly into the sky. I guess it's kind of how I always viewed the school, grim and intimidating.

Gonna add one more thing I forgot last time, which is the auditorium. It's always been one of my favorite parts of the dream. Sometimes a staircase will take me to this certain hallway. It has big arched windows at the end showing a red sky. The hall itself is made of dark reddish-brown bricks, with a carpet going down the middle that's the same color as the sky. Towards the center of the hall, there's 2 doorways: one leading to a room that always has a book fair going on inside of it, and the other leading to the auditorium. It's more of a giant opera-style concert hall than an auditorium, really. Same dark bricks as the outside of it, with red carpeting and seats. It's got cream colored paneling on the walls. It's kind of like stripes, going back and forth between brick and paneling. The room itself is a large square, with one of the sides having a stage, and the other sides having ground level and overhanging seating areas. I don't know if I'm describing it good, but it's so pretty. I love going there.

>>2550
Holy shit, that looks like a castle.
>5.2% White
>5.3% African American
>86.3% Latino
>2.0% Native American
>1.3% Asian
What the fuck. Are you Latino?

>>2547
That's funny, I often dream about school as well.

>>2416
We should make the best of it!

Just because something has happened over and over again in the past, that doesn't make it inevitable. Technically, even Uboachan can still exist a hundred years from now. Faith in stuff like that is what keeps me going.

>>1783
RIP link

>>2555
No shit, sherlock, did you read the thread?

https://dreamch.net/

This exists.

I've got no insights of my own on this. Googling reoccurring ominous figure in dream is the only thing I think you can do to figure it out. Maybe try talking to him next time?

gaaaaay

When I'm lucid, it's usually quiet. I don't meet anyone unless I'm looking for someone. Most places, even suburbs and cities, seem completely vacant. I wonder if that's what I really want.

In one dream, I was in a small town somewhere in Italy. It was nice, but I wanted to be by myself, so I hitched a bus and rode it out into the countryside. I hopped off and sat down on a cliff by the road, and looked down at the fields below. It was one of the most serene dreams I've ever had, the countryside of Italy is beautiful. I try to go back there when I dream and see where my mind takes me.

>>2530
That sounds really cool. I understand that your notes make you nervous, but having such detailed dreams and being able to remember them well enough to jot them down are pretty awesome skills.
I don’t think there is much reason to be so bothered by them. I always see all this stuff as the mind trying to entertain itself while we’re “disconnected”, so the brain just comes up with what knows it will catch your attention. If there is any reason to be bothered by these things, I did have a grandmother that passed away when I was a kid, so the last note I wrote in >>2528 is going to make me freaking lose sleep.

Do you have notes that you can share, transcribing them here or posting a photo?

>>2541
Here's a transcription of the dream journal I took on March 17th of this year:

>I'm in North Carolina, at a home I don't recognize. Apparently it belongs to my grandparents, but I've never seen it, and it looks like the interior of a steamboat.

>I go to a Home Depot (carrying a pillow for some reason) with (mysterious man, looks like Danny Glover) and find a notebook that looks similar to mine. It has all of my writings in it. I try to explain that this is my notebook, and start crying and losing my mind. My legs are also very tired and I seem rooted in place. In the notebook are drawings I've made in real life as well as ones I don't think I've ever made. Some appear to be made by someone else as well.

>The mysterious man also talked to several other people in the store about height and skin color, they didn't seem to mind and even laughed along with him.

That's the unedited transcription. In pic related, I wrote some additional notes, and tried as best I could to replicate the handwriting I saw in the notebook because it was not my own. I also sketched the symbol I saw, and after doing more research I found out that it is a Celtic Cross, a religious symbol that has been adopted by the Alt-Right. I also wrote down that I had seen a drawing of an axe with a heart-shaped pommel, but I didn't sketch it after I woke up and I've forgotten what it looked like.

>>2542
That's just a the coda symbol in music notation. You probably saw it on a piece of sheet music at some point, nothing original there.

>>2543
Well no, I'm very familiar with music notation and I'm very sure it wasn't a Coda. It was a perfect circle, more like a Celtic Cross.

>>2543
It was a lot more detailed in my dream, looked more like this. In my half-woken state I couldn't replicate it fully.

If you're lucid, I'd say it's a success. Dream control is an aspect that comes with time and practice, especially if you're inexperienced. I'm honestly not so great at it either, with only a few dream powers on my list, but I'm sure you will be able to get it.

Keep in mind that WBTB doesn't train awareness at all, and that there are different levels of lucidity. If you're finding that you have trouble with autonomy or remembering accomplish goals, I would work on DILD techniques that work for you, such as RCs or ADA.
Building good awareness with DILD techniques will be helpful anyway.

About the nightmares, I think it would be helpful to have a different perspective on the fear that you feel. I've found that the intense terror that I feel during lucid nightmares is actually independent of my consciousness. It comes from the dream itself. If you can find a way to separate yourself from the emotion, maybe there is a way forward. Often, confronting or even embracing the horror can be effective, but this is something you will have to try for yourself. I'm sorry that the best advice I can give you on this is from personal experience, as that can be quite variable, especially with dreams.

Best of luck. There's still a lot more for you to see.

>>2535
hey acronym fuck, could you maybe drop a glossary in here?

>>2536

DILD- Dream Induced Lucid Dreaming. Basic stuff. You dream, then you realize you are dreaming, become lucid. Compare to wake induced lucid dreaming where there is no lapse in consciousness. This is a pretty blanket term, covering several induction methods.

RC- Reality check. A common induction method that involves repeatedly checking throughout the day if one is dreaming. A common one is examining the hand for the correct number of fingers or trying to push a finger through the palm of your hand. This is done in the hopes that the dreamer will repeat this action while dreaming and become lucid.

ADA- All day awareness. Technique that attempts to attain lucidity by increasing general sensory awareness rather than doing direct checks. Pretty straightforward.

WBTB- Wake back to bed. Waking up at some time in the middle of the night before going back to sleep. The short period of wakefulness can increase awareness in the dream or allow you to pursue more direct tactics.

>>2537
Thanks for the advice! Generally I'm not very self-conscious while I'm awake, which makes it hard to become conscious while I'm asleep. I'll try to remember to use those methods.

I've had a couple of EHS attacks before falling asleep. Twice was someone screaming in my ear, once, a trumpet blast, and once, a chainsaw revving. Each time it was incredibly loud, and left me with headaches and insomnia due to fear.

Anyone know how to prevent this? Many times I try to have a WILD it sounds like a jet is taking off in the room or going full throttle on a snowmobile. It only lasts for a few seconds but it's painfully loud and there are bright flashes, often a feeling of falling through a tunnel of light or static. My heart races full speed and it usually wakes me up into a panic attack or causes the lucid dream to only last a few seconds. I've become avoidant of using the WILD technique.

The closest thing I've had was the sense that something like a massive bowling ball was coming at my head, and this was at the end of sleep. There was the ominous, fearful feeling with it, and some noise, but it wasn't loud, and it was more like being attacked than exploding.

>>1371
That's kinda the same what happens to me every time I start to dream lucid. It's like a firery explosion inside of my heart which is giving me extreme panic while it blows me up into awakeness.

I've actually had EHS iterations I've been thankful for, because they were during a class I was close to dozing off in.

>>1610
It was the Jeepers Creeper, but a little less humanoid. Nothing especially imaginative.
That movie scared the shit out of me when I first saw it.

>>1609
The baby bouncing part was literally like a cartoon, lol.
It also was the moment I knew SOMETHING IS VERY WRONG while dreaming, because I sensed or knew or whatever that the baby was basically getting smashed and bones were breaking and so on.

It looked stupid and it felt awful.
0/10 worst five seconds I've ever dreamed

I thought I'd post another dream.

I had this dream when I was 5.
>In the dream I get captured by vampires
>Im mildly scared
>They take me to a volcano
>Inside is a hidden base
>I thought that was pretty cool, but I was still scared
>I was actually quite fine until they told me
>"You will never see your mother and father again"
>I began sobbing at this point
>I saw their fangs get bigger
>thinking they were going to suck my blood
(This is the part where I go WTF)
>The all pull out Capri-sun pouches
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>>1616
The part that scared me the most and still makes me worrisome is "You will never see your mother and father again"

I still get really sad when I think about that part.

I had a range of very morbid and goreful dreams a couple of months ago. Here's the one I remember best:

I'm on the rooftop of a very big castle and a strange black shadow-being with yellow eyes and strong armor flew above me. It streched out his hand and forced me to obey to his commands or else he'll kill me. I agreed willingfully. He gave me one single knife with a short blade and said I should kill everyone who was standing outside the castle with this knife.
I ran outside the castle and there was a giant crowd of people circling it. The shadow-being controlled their minds so they all walked slowly to me without showing any kind of resistance. I took my knife and vigorously cutted and killed every single person that walked towards me and created a bloodbath on my way. I felt nothing at all, I did it like a robot. After there were only like 10 people left there was one little girl, begging for me to stop and I just lifted her up with one arm, made some extra cuts on her arms and legs to torture her and then threw her away like a piece of trash. After I finished killing everyone, I woke up.

I never did any harm to any kind person in my entire life, especially children. I don't have a clue where all these dreams (There were a lot of other dreams like that too) come from. I woke up completely exhausted and filled with guilt and self-loathing.

I don’t know what significance this dream has, maybe some dream connoisseurs can tell me, I guess.
Anyways, tangent aside, let me cut to the chase.
There’s this reoccurring dream I’ve been having since I was a kid.
I can’t pin down exactly when it started, I think it started when I was about 13. At first, it was omce, and then not again for about a year at a time. Then, it was about once every other month or so. Now it’s been happening almost once a week and it’s starting to concern me.
Every time it’s the exact same setting, starting the same way. The only thing that differs is my actions, which ultimately lead to the same conclusion.

Here’s what happens:
I wake up in a field, under a sizable tree. The time of day differs, but its usually morning/evening. The treeline is far in the distance, the subtle hills rolling through the landscape. There’s mountains far on the horizon ahead, and 2 train tracks run parallel through the clearing.

Then, I get up. No matter how long I try to stay down, I always get up.
As I walk, I’m slightly faster than usual. Similarly, I jump a little higher, too.
But I slowly get faster and faster. No matter how hard I try to slow down, I nearly break into a sprint every time I move. Each time I jump, I jump higher and higher. Eventually I start jumping higher and faster than would ever be possible. It gets harder to withstand the landing of each jump. And eventually, I jump too high, soaring into the air.
Then I fall, speeding towards the ground with no way to stop.
And when I hit the ground, I wake up, usually with a start, sweating a little. The adrenaline of being so close to death lingers.
You’d think I’d become desensitized to the experience if it happens this often, but…
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