The other day I had a dream. It was towards the end of a long dream cycle. Probably about 13 hours of sleep. I thought that it was the afterlife.
I became conscious of myself in this place. I told someone near me that it was the afterlife. I was very happy to know that there was an afterlife. But in the same instance I was kind of sad. My consciousness pushed this away though. There were alot of people with me in this place. It seemed to be a building. It had a set of windows that looked out to a dull environment. Everything was gray. The light was rather low and dark. I thought there were people I knew present, but I couldn’t name them or see their faces. The feeling I felt was very pleasant, but it changed. It was very interesting.
I think there was a point where I realized it wasn’t the afterlife, but a dream. Maybe thats why I slipped back into the dream. Maybe I just thought this later when I woke up. This dream really go to me for some reason. It was nice, but it also seemed ominous, almost. Perhaps I could use the thought of an afterlife to become lucid. I have always thought that when we die we just continue to dream. Has anyone else ever had an experience thought to be the afterlife in a dream?
If you wish to read the dream scene continued:
I saw a woman rather clearly in this place. She intrigued me and I felt attracted to her. She also had a friend with her with no distinction from the other people. I talked to the woman for a while. Eventually she went somewhere else but returned. She returned just as I was about to awake and whispered in my ear. Something to the effect like I was being mean or rude to her and she was the better. (I can’t remember our conversations or what happened. This dream was yesterday and I didn’t write it down.) I do remember being fond of her and couldn’t see why she would say that to me.