Guys you should watch this program that was on the BBC it’s all about why we dream it has some of the leading scientists saying there theories and why they believe this and for some of them there evidence. Anyway check it is a 60 minute show and even has a bit about lucid dreaming near the end.
youtube.com/watch?v=9nmVzXxdUeU
Mm! Good point.
Although, I think no matter what the details --whether a nightmare comes from bills suffocating you or a tiger chasing you down as prey-- the natural element of fear prevails living beings on the planet, along with the process to learn to respond to and eventually command that fear.
This is really motivating me to interact with dream characters (human and animal alike); thank you.
Hey thanks, looks really interesting; I’m going to watch it right now.
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This has been a fascinating thread to read! Playlien makes a good point. I was raised in a “demon haunted world,” (excellent book by Carl Sagan), but I don’t believe in demons anymore. I used to have false awakenings that terrified me. Now, they don’t.
I am persuing LD for self-improvement, to gain objectivity. In WL, I often realize in hindsight that I ignored a part of myself that was telling me to do something differently. I often kick myself for not listening to the wisdom. I’m like a stubborn kid ignoring a parent. Studying LD has made me more aware of this in my WL and has helped me to start listening to my own inner wisdom.
Thanks for sharing all your insights!
Old times are washing back ashore, that shore where trembling feet stand before an ocean of mysteries.
There is a flock sitting in a circle, they are all facing the herd…they talk among themselves. They speak so loudly they no longer hear the waves crashing, i guess someone said to someone else that they forgot they were at the beach, cause they never go swimming.
The water is a little cold for them anyways.
The kids are playing in the wet sand, they built a castle.
There is a deep lingering weight sipping at the unknown, intoxicating your spirits with facts and answers, stampeding like a fat and blind dinosaur in our childrens castles.
Our children run to the flock of reptile tamers, who cannot teach them to swim in these waters they have unraveled with backs turned to.
i was hanging out by a brain surveillance robot, when suddenly i was hit in the face with a big stick of wood (which there was no witness to). That, i swear, hurt a lot .
I was awestruck to figure out though, that to my misconception (thanks to robots and such creations) the pain i felt was not due to receiving a swung stick in the face, but to whatever region of my brain was undeniably showing activity at that precise moment.
i must admit, i was a skeptic.
so we repeated the experiment and i can no longer deny, and must now confess, that even after many and much beating of my face in with a basebal bat, hammers and even sausage (large and painful sausage) the same area of my brain showed activity at the precise moment of feeling the pain and thus the area of the brain and its activity is without question the cause of this pain…and is even likely to be the cause of receiving foreign and painful objects firmly across my face.
to push the experiment to the ‘‘Home run’’ status, a human assisted robot was to stimulate the same area of my brain in order to produce the pain i had felt in the preceding experiment.
the procedure proved to be a success, the stimulation of the proper area of the brain brought about the pain desired repeatedly.
In future experiments, machines and other creations of man will press on further to prove that every sensation and external phenomena originates from the brain.
Old times are washing back ashore, that shore where trembling feet stand before an ocean of mysteries.
There is a flock sitting in a circle, they are all facing the herd…they talk among themselves. They speak so loudly they no longer hear the waves crashing, i guess someone said to someone else that they forgot they were at the beach, cause they never go swimming.
The water is a little cold for them anyways.
The kids are playing in the wet sand, they built a castle.
There is a deep lingering weight sipping at the unknown, intoxicating your spirits with facts and answers, stampeding like a fat and blind dinosaur in our childrens castles.
Our children run to the flock of reptile tamers, who cannot teach them to swim in these waters they have unraveled with backs turned to.
i was hanging out by a brain surveillance robot, when suddenly i was hit in the face with a big stick of wood (which there was no witness to). That, i swear, hurt a lot .
I was awestruck to figure out though, that to my misconception (thanks to robots and such creations) the pain i felt was not due to receiving a swung stick in the face, but to whatever region of my brain was undeniably showing activity at that precise moment.
i must admit, i was a skeptic.
so we repeated the experiment and i can no longer deny, and must now confess, that even after many and much beating of my face in with a baseball bat, hammers and even sausage (large and painful sausage) the same area of my brain showed activity at the precise moment of feeling the pain and thus the area of the brain and its activity is without question the cause of this pain…and is even likely to be the cause of receiving foreign and painful objects firmly across my face.
to push the experiment to the ‘‘Home run’’ status, a human assisted robot was to stimulate the same area of my brain in order to reproduce the pain i had felt in the preceding experiment.
the procedure proved to be a success, the stimulation of the proper area of the brain brought about the pain desired repeatedly.
In future experiments, machines and other creations of man will press on further to prove that every sensation and external phenomena originates from the brain.
A very good approach indeed. Dreams are at the very least made made by yourself or mind, so exploring them in any way could be beneficial.
Interesting dreams.
After reading your final conclusion I thought to myself that the sensations were a part of the brain’s interpretation of cellular activity. I pictured the numbness I would feel if I severed the communication links between the brain and my arm, and began bashing my arm.