robii wrote: I got pulled out of this ilussion and realised it was a dream. Then, in my dream, I woke up and the whole smoking heroin thing had also been a dream.
I was at this big warehouse type place with a beautiful canal outside it, in the sunshine and everyone was chilling alongside the hustle and bustle of an active warehouse, and I was wandering around and got into an argument with some little cunt about the canal and we had a fight, and I fucked him up. Remember I walked off experiencing that pleasurable, just put a cunt in their place feeling, but that feeling swiftly changed as my insides fell out of my arse when one of the guys pals turns up to fight me, who's one of those massive white, bald, boulder fisted, meat head pub guys, like Lenny Mclean or something (I genuinely fear these kinda guys).. Try to run away but my legs just aren't working, so I suck up my fear and agree to the straightener. Sure enough I got rocked from side to side until my face was mush. Next thing I remember is having a sit down in the warehouse office with the bosses, well the main boss, who happened to be a charismatic European crime boss who had a way with words. And we chatted and drank for a while, I could tell he liked me and appreciated my silver tongue as I tried to explain what happened and how it wasn't my fault. Anyway, he smiled, and told me regardless of who was in the wrong, what was done was done and there must be consequences, put a gun to my head still smiling and pulled the trigger..
I've been close to death in dreams before but I've never actually died, I've always woke up in time but this time I remember an overwhelming feeling of despair as I died, was a fairly long experience too and I've never felt anything so profound before. It was totally void of any kind of image too, was just a blur of emotion. Was horrible. But I've always wanted to know what actually happens if you die in a dream. Was a strange experience.
Also, does anyone suffer from sleep paralysis? I experience it quite a lot, especially if I've had a heavy few days and my body's exhausted.
^ heavy! I have only actually died in a dream once and I felt kind of similar. Was being chased by a werewolf (my extremely nan kid phobia) through a dark forest and I thought I had got away but I ran straight into a tree, I turned my head round and I just bit my neck and I felt all the blood pouring out my throat. Was so gross, could taste blood aswell. Just remember dying on the floor after.
One of my mates gets sleep paralysis. You see the black woman/hag/ shadow?
phikz wrote: Also, does anyone suffer from sleep paralysis? I experience it quite a lot, especially if I've had a heavy few days and my body's exhausted.
Not to sound stupid, but do you mean the sensation when you feel like you can't move in a dream or you've just had one and can't sit up etc?
Edit: If so, I normally get it when I've fallen in a dream and land on my back and then have a ripple effect go through my entire body.
Yeah, it's strange. The experiences we have and the physical and psychological effects we feel in a dream must, to an extent, mimic an equivalent real world experience. So to experience death? I don't even know where to begin..
Nah I don't see any woman or goblin on my chest that I've heard about before. I've had it for years now and quite frequently so I'm used to it but the panic is always the same. Sometimes I feel I'm hallucinating slightly but not to the extent where I can fully distinguish what exactly it is I'm hallucinating about if that makes sense.
And yeah, after Worldwide was when it last happened, had a few bits of stuff, mainly just drank though but yeah your right, that's what I meant by it usually happening after a heavy few days.
Hanto, nah it's basically a state where your mind is awake but your body is asleep. And when I say your mind is awake I mean that your mind is in a conscious awake state and your eyes are open too. To put it as simply as I can, you know that feeling when you're just about to drop off? It feels like that but it's as if your body slips into the sleep before your mind which creates the feeling of paralysis. Naturally it's quite terrifying as for a good 5-15 seconds you literally cannot move and have to kind of force or strain to move you body to slip out of it. Works two ways though, either your mind wakes up while you're still sleeping, or your body falls to sleep before your mind (which usually happens to me). Even though your conscious it's a kind of sleep-like consciousness, and almost dream-like so it's quite surreal and there's many accounts of people seeing figures in their room and stuff like that. But I guess that may occur after you've fallen and woke up and can't move? I don't know it is probably different for everyone and is triggered by different things.
Can't be arsed writing out all the details, but had a dream that I was meant to be DJing at a party for Noble, but he cancelled at the last minute. Invited me to the party though.
Used to get sleep paralysis all the time. Pretty sure it's just a stress related sort of thing. I used to get it after periods of being stressed, right after when things calmed down. Never seen figures on my chest or whatnot.
I also sleep walk a hell of a lot, but it's usually quite banal and boring shit.
Had a dream I met Tracey Barlow on the staircase of a posh hotel after walking passed her and squeezing her arse. She responded surprisingly well and was talking of me and her going to her room. I had my suspicions she was shitfaced. Anyway blurr, blurr, met up with some of her friends. Tracey started laughing at something unfunny and as we were heading to the room green liquid started trickling from her mouth that looked like mushy peas. She ran out of the front door in to the middle of a massive square and spewed her guts up and collapsing face first into the substance, letting off a deflating balloon sound. Her friend turned to me and said 'that's the end of that' and I woke up.
Night before, I discovered a McDonald's in the underground carpark of my building.
One of them dreams just before you wake up, was in my mates parents house with my granda for some reason, and my mates da asks me "Have you any drugs?" I say "nah" my granda looks at me and says "your a drug dealer" mates da says "he just making a bit of money, nothing serious we've all done it" my granda says "to some woman who seems to a nurse and my mates house now seems to be some kind of post apocalyptic refugee camp, he's a fucking drug dealer, I reply "it's not like I sold heroin it's just a bit of coke etc, what about all the shit you have done? you were in a stolen car last week! he says "yeah but I'm a pensioner I earned the right" then as the chopper landed in the livingroom I woke up!
Dreamt my mate from uni (Jane) was giving me a piggyback around Bury market as she wanted to buy a giant meter squared pretzel then wear it as a hat for the remainder of the trip to Manchester (on piggyback). Yeah.
Seeing carl lewis post reminded me of one from last night. For some reason I was in a Nursing Home run by a posh Doris who I work with and as we were chatting in the foyer of this grand gaff, carl swaggers in wearing a marl Nike hoody (white drawstrings tied tightly in fucking great bow), baggy Nike leggings and a pair of sparkling white Jordan's.
This bird breaks the conversation with me and suddenly I'm circling above them in the air as she conducts a work experience interview with carl. As I'm floating above them she starts to give carl a real grilling but I can remember being hugely impressed with his calmness under pressure and reasonings for wanting the placement (although I know fuck all about Nursing Homes). At one point carl says 'My previous workplace at the Ealing Salvation Army has prepared me for this position. It's an area of work that interests me hugely' but that's it.