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I started lucid dreaming when I was about 8 years old. This was before google, and when I asked my parents about it, they had no idea what I was talking about. So I didn’t know what exactly was happening, but I did know it was super gay to be conscious while sleeping, so I spent a few weeks figuring out how to forget I was dreaming. I eventually succeeded, but ever since I’ve had the ability to think “Oh, this is a nightmare, I need to wake up.” and open my eyes, wide awake.

You'll know you're in trouble if you're arguing and he stares blankly and starts jabbing his finger at the air.

I had sleep paralysis three times in my 43 years. It feels like someone is in the room and you try to scream but nothing comes out. You just have to force yourself back to sleep.

I usually quit by dying.

My newest objective is to lessen to the background people and write as much of their conversations down as i can. As soon as I'm lucid I stop and start to lessen. Depending on where I am I turn and get as close as I can to people. I've yet to succeed but I got the idea from someone who said it's one of the biggest trips.

For some reason, almost all my dreams are lucid, which means I know I'm in a dream. They're stupid, nonsensical, and usually have people I knew, but have not seen, or thought about in a long time. Occasionally I have a vivid one, which means it seems real. You all know this, just stating it for those who may not know what that means.

Most of my vivid dreams are me trying to find something, or someone in some urban environment, with a sense of urgency. Just me searching for something, someone, or trying to get to some undefined place. Sometimes there are other people, sometimes not, but they never end up helping in my search.

In one of the most vivid memorable ones, it was night, and I was outside of a motel, looking into one of the rooms that had glass walls facing outside. The lights in the room were off, but there were blue, purple, and pink neon business advertisement marquee lights behind me, faintly illuminating the room. I could see living room style furniture, a bar, stools, etc.

I walked around to the side of the building, there was a 2 lane highway, that stretched straight ahead as far as I could see, with multiple hills. Along the both sides of the highway, there were buildings, that were illuminated with typical white highway lights, but the dominant light was blue, purple, and pink neon marquee signs. The entire night sky was illuminated with them.

That one is burned into my memory, it was so vivid, and real. It probably represents loneliness. I'm sure it does.

Feel free to TL;DR.

He has joined the Khala.

I'm trying this right now but it doesn't work. Am I not asleep? Is this shitty life real?

Title made me lose the game.

I remember in middle school I'd always come home with the worst headaches but then I'd just imagine what I did today and select what's important and what's not as if they were files in file manager and drag what I didn't think was important to the recycling bin. It worked too

One day, he's going to try to log out, and the logout button will be missing.

Then the only way he'll be able to wake up is by beating all 100 floors of his dream. But if he dies in the dream, he dies in real life.

I mean i just have to kill myself and hope it's really just a dream. I would like a quit menu

Computer! Arch.

I just don’t dream… anything. I remember having dreams as a kid, and I remember what it felt like waking up, knowing I’d had a dream, but forgetting it. But anymore, I just don’t have any dreams anymore.

ESC > :q!

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