I had a lucid dream during my nap. I was looking at my iPhone and realized it wasn't my iPhone and couldn't read anything on it. I thought oh, I must be in a lucid dream. I'm not sure, but it seemed like I felt my body. I understand your body is paralyzed when you're asleep so I knew a little bit of that in the dream. I remember feeling that I felt my body, or dreamed that I felt my body, and it felt tingly. I felt like I could wake up any moment but I told myself to try to maintain this state and so I did. At some point I realized this was a dream within a dream, so there were two layers. Right, someone's probably going to mention a little bit of Inception and it's not like they invented the dream concepts. I was trying to find an answer to something and I was a little disturbed that I would want to know in the dream. I was laying in my bed in my dream and it was in my room that wasn't my room. It wasn't my apartment. I was laying in bed dreaming and thinking I should stay asleep while my real/waking self was dreaming of that. At some point I knew and thought that was really cool and tried to keep it up and it kept up a little bit longer. I was looking at my phone again. Well, in the real world my phone was across the room and not with me in bed like it usually is which was another reason I thought I was dreaming. The dream wasn't very insightful, but if I can sustain it longer then that can be useful. What use are dreams? Well, they can kind of fun and I do things, feel things, think of things that I don't do in the real world. Sometimes I come up with interesting ideas...inspiration if you will. And what will I use it for?
Doubtful that anyone I know reads too much of my blogs so I'll mention a dream. I dreamed of two people who both sing and they never met in real life. I dreamed that they met and they were dating in my dream. To be honest I thought they would be a cute couple or at least it would be cool if they collaborated and jammed together or something. I mean, they both sing and it would sound interesting. I dream of a lot of things and there's a very low probability that something I dream actually happens. I think of a lot of things that are possible and a lot of my thoughts are building scenarios. So there's nothing special about my dreams or with me. I guess it would be really cool if something I dreamed actually happened. I set some of this in motion and I'm a little antsy watching it develop. Or not. I decided to stop because it's not right for me to play with people's lives like that. Not that I am. I think they would be good friends, a good couple, good collaborators in singing, or just jamming together. It's not that I made much effort and it's something that doesn't really benefit me so I wonder why I even bother--regarding the dream itself that is. It is silly though.
I dream of aliens and invasions, too. I always talk about zombies and monsters. I guess that's why I like watching alien movies no matter how bad they are. I don't really write stories or make movies so I don't know why this bothers me too much, but I get a little bummed when I see something that I thought of. Not that I'm the only one in the world that comes up with an idea or that any idea out there in the books/movies are entirely original since they come from somewhere and other people have though of it, too. I think I'm more upset when there's a cool idea out there and it fails in the media that it was shown in. To think of it, if they did well then I get excited and want to see more of it. Yes, I hate ideas that are good or even ideas I thought of and something crappy comes about whether it's a TV show or a movie. Oh well. It doesn't actually bother me a lot.
I don't know. I guess I have this whole world in my head and I live in there. Even as I walk through this world I'm always going back and I want to stay longer. I want to stay in my dreams longer. My dreams are fun. Who wouldn't want to live in their dreams? I read books, listen to audio books, watch TV, watch movies, and play video games and sometimes that's used as an escape. I kind of want to make my own world so it's in my terms though.
I am in reality. I know it very well. I live in reality and at the same time I'm somewhere else. It's strange because I feel like a part of me is still there even while I go about my life in reality. Even without the stories I'm reading/listening/watching, my mind is mostly somewhere else. Yet I'm still attentative to where I am. You know how people catch you daydreaming or that your mind is wandering and you're still and you gotta be called back to reality? That rarely happens to me because I'm here and I'm over there. It's like multi-tasking.
Anyhow, that's all...
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