I am part of my college’s basketball pep band. About a year ago, we took a trip to another city for a tournament. I was practicing drilling lucid thoughts into my head, like, “I expect that text to change, and if it does, it’s a dream,” things like that.
I used my camera to take pictures and record sound memos (my best form of recall). I had it in my pocket as we were hauling equipment, and I suspected I might have broken it. So during a rest, I thought, “If it’s broken, this is a dream.” Luckily it wasn’t, but the screen was. It looked something like this. It could still take pictures, but it was pretty much useless for memos.
I thought, “No! That’s supposed to happen in a DREAM! But this is REAL!” It was a distressing, surreal, and just plain dreamlike experience. Have you had any of those experiences where you could have sworn you were dreaming but it turned out you weren’t?
I remember experiencing a severe dissociation from my body while walking up some stairs at a birthday party. When I looked back on it immediately afterward, I remembered seeing myself looking down on myself ascending the stairs. But that was about a decade ago, and nothing else weird has happened. I’m good.
Yeah, funny you should mention this. I each book I’ve read so far, mentions using dreamlike experiences in real life to do RCs. I’ve always wondered what could be construed as a dreamlike experience. To me nothing in this world really feels dreamlike. Everything feels rather harsh. The only time my surroundings seem somewhat dreamlike is in the late evening when I go for my walk. It will be dark with an occasional streetlight. Most people will have gone to bed, and only here and there do I see a light on in a house. When the moon is out with the clouds moving in front of it, that’s when RL seems surreal and I find myself doing reality checks. Quite often when walking under a streetlight the darn thing will all of a sudden turn off, that’s always a little freaky and unreal. But other than that nope nothing seems dreamlike in RL.
yeah, it’s quite rare for me too… but it happens - two months ago I was in a theatre and during a break I went out. My view was kind of blurred and dim lights and unusual location (it wasn’t in my town) made me wonder whether I was dreaming I suppose my sight was like that because of the smoke they used in performance plus I was a bit ill back then.
and also like KauaiDreamer said, those late evening walks just the day before yesterday I was on my way home in the evening and I started to think about dreams…and when I was passing by some stranger I thought to myself how funny it would be to come to them and start to persuade them that this is a dream, like I do in lucid dreams imagine it
Happened to me when I had a vacation in Tenerife some months ago, when I woke up I felt like dreaming and I started walking in the city where I was in, I was very sure I was which I wasnt (I did RC)
/me slaps himself for forgetting to take photos of that town (and grah btw )
I was camping with my family and two others, and It was late at night. When I looked around everything seemed alot like the street I lived on. It really freaked me out. Of course this was before I even heard of lucid dreaming…
Thanks! Interesting stories, everyone!
Shinju - that would be hilarious. Telling people it’s a dream when it truly isn’t! Of course, that’s not the most embarrassing thing you might accidentally do…
This happened just an hour ago: an acquaintance of mine who’s hospitalized requested a tumbler of hot Ovaltine. I spooned out some dust and went down the hall (round the hall, actually, because they built these hospital rooms in a circle. They put the tiny room numbers above the door rather than on the door, so it can be dizzying,) to the water dispenser-- it’s empty. Next to it’s a microwave, so I double back for a bottled water to nuke instead. As it was heating, I realized that I’d left the tumbler back in the hospital room…
…and when I nip back to get it, I find that it’s gone from the regulation hospital tray-table. There’s someone sleeping in the regulation hospital bench by the bed, and I think, “Oh, my sister came by while I was gone, tidied up, and went to sleep. Golly, she’s quick. I’ll just prod her awake to ask her where she put the tumbler–”
“What are you doing?” demands the no-longer-asleep girl who, I see, is a complete stranger.
I look to the hospital bed and see that my acquaintance has turned into a wrinkley man.
“Dreaming!” I almost answer. But I don’t fly, and I don’t teleport, or sink down through the floor however much I try. With the fuzzy consciousness of being up at 2 in the morning, it sure felt like a dream, and surely there could be no other explanation why… But the girl was still looking irate, so it hit me, and I say, “Oh. I’m in the wrong room, sorry. I’m really sorry. Sorry!” and I scoot out of there.
I suppose my sight was like that because of the smoke they used in performance plus I was a bit ill back then.
just the day before yesterday I was on my way home in the evening and I started to think about dreams…and when I was passing by some stranger I thought to myself how funny it would be to come to them and start to persuade them that this is a dream, like I do in lucid dreams 
imagine it 
(and grah btw 
