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Here’s my step by step complete guide on how to lucid dream. The most effective way to lucid dream (based on my research and personal experience) which may give you a lucid dream tonight!
This will be a combination of some already known lucid dreaming techniques which are WILD, WBTB, MILD, and FILD. Look it up on Google.
1. Want it.
Yep. Power of the mind. You have to really want it and intend to do it. Try reading a lot about lucid dreaming during the day before you go to sleep at night. Tell yourself that lucid dreaming is easy,everyone can do it, and that you will lucid dream tonight. “Tonight I’m gonna realize I’m in my dream and I will control it.” or something like that.
[Note: visualizing and focusing on the general scenario you wish to dream about (if you have a concrete goal) while you fall asleep the second time can also help, and focusing as solely as you can on that can help to distract from harsh impulses to toss and turn in the bed that you need to ignore in order to enter lucid paralysis- a topic touched on later.]
2. Go to sleep
Just go to sleep normally. Don’t attempt to induce lucid dream straightaway, it might lead to insomnia. Mind that you might have to have a good sleeping pattern first.
3. Wake up 2 hours before your normal wake up time
Set your alarm clock. If you usually wake up at 6 am, set the alarm at 4 am. I found that 4 am is best for me (after going to bed at 9.30 pm that night)
[Note: some sources claim that it’s better to directly attempt to go lucid the first time you fall asleep, and that may be true for a select few but it is actually far less successful. Just make sure you don’t have any urgent activities to attend next morning as it may be difficult to gauge time in the dream-world and wake yourself up in time without another alarm or outside stimuli to remind you, etc. etc.]
4. Stay up for 30 minutes
Try not to look at your phone or laptop screen. Sometimes I don’t know what to do to spend those 30 minutes either. Drink a glass of water, go to the toilet, I don’t know, anything to keep you from falling back to sleep.
5. Go back to sleep
Now you can do this in 2 ways.
-> The first is just to simply go back to sleep.
-> The second is to induce lucid dream using WILD technique. We’re going to trick our body to think that we’re asleep eventhough our mind is actually still awake.
Go to bed and lie down on your back. Arms on your sides and feet not touching each other. Don’t move. Don’t scratch (unless it’s unbearable, go on and go back to position), don’t swallow (there’ll be an illusion of a building saliva and that you should swallow it, try not to. Swallowing will tell your body that you’re still awake. However, it’s not that prohibited. I found that swallowing is kind of alright. The key is to let it pass and not to concentrate on it.).
Sometimes it’s hard staying awake, because you may not think too much but may not fall asleep as well. If random thoughts pop up, just “look” at it but don’t interact with it. To stay awake, I usually do FILD (Finger Induced Lucid Dream) by imagining movements of my middle fingers and then my index fingers, like playing two keys on a piano. Middle finger pressing on the bed; middle finger lift. Index finger press; index finger lift, and so on.
Then these will happen:
1. You will enter sleep paralysis. In which you can’t move your body but you’re still awake. Breathing gets heavier. Some people find this scary, so I suggest thinking positive and remembering that sleep paralysis is normal and it happens every night. Your body does it to prevent you from moving and injuring yourself during sleep.
2. You will hear hallucinatory sounds (or even images). I usually hear music or birds tweeting. Mind that these sounds will be very very real, vivid, and sometimes loud.
3. You will enter the hypnagogic state. You’ll see colours and shapes through closed eyelids. Just watch it but don’t interact with it.
And there’s a missing link in which I assume I simply let myself fall asleep altogether.
6. You will enter the lucid dream
There are 2 ways :
1. Out Of Body Experience (OBE)
In which you wake up in your bed, do a reality check (pinch your nose and try breathing through it, if you can breathe means you’re in a dream [again, pushing your finger through your palm or trying to see through your closed eyelids also work great!]). Yep you’re in a lucid dream now. I usually go and fly from my balcony after the reality check.
You’ll see shadows which will become more and more vivid, turning into a whole dream scene. Yep you’re in a lucid dream now.
Enjoy. Try to control your dream using the power of your mind.
[Note: There’s a few methods to getting your “cosmic” and real body to separate- one being sitting up, and another more reliable one is using false “magnets” created by your mind and placed above your chest and limbs to kind of hoist you upwards out of your bed, with less risk of actually sending messages to your real body to try and move. Pretty cool, huh?]
Some tips to stabilize your lucid dream when it’s fading:
– Rub your hands together
– Spin around
– Touch things, from your shirt to anything around you.
1. If All Else Fails
If you have tried everything above but keep failing,try this way that works for me all the time. So, after you wake up naturally, go to the toilet etc. Then go back to sleep and attempt to do WILD (Wake Induced Lucid Dreaming). You must be in a comfortable state and (as much as you can) not hearing noises from outside. And while usually you try to concentrate on staying awake, this time try to concentrate on falling asleep. Fall asleep conciously.
[Note: certain positions are also better to relax the body quicker and fall asleep easier, but you may not need to use these. Also, if you have long hair, putting it into a ponytail, braids, or a bun might help with potential itchiness or discomfort caused by it that could snap you out of relaxation.]
2. The (Not) Scary Part
So I recently found why some people are scared during sleep paralysis. I once saw a giant metal creature like the combustion villain in the movie Thor. And I once experienced feeling dragged down by vines during sleep paralysis. Now the key, is to stay positive. Everytime you feel or see anything disturbing or scary during sleep paralysis, calmly tell yourself that it’s all not real. Relax and say in your heart, “Pfft, this isn’t real. Stop it. Imagine beautiful flowers and focus on other things. Peaceful thoughts.” using a badass tone as if you don’t care. It’s all in your head so keep a positive attitude. Don’t panic and take control.
3. How To Resume
Sometimes while you’re in the middle of the dream it just fades to black. The easiest way to resume it is to stay in position and imagine the last scene/view before the blackout. Usually the scene will emerge from the darkness and poof you’re back.
4. Tips & Tricks
I found that it’s easier to induce LD during naptime. Or when you’re taking a nap while being sleep deprived.
I wrote about eating in a lucid dream here
That’s all from me. Have a nice dream.
[Oh, and fun fact: dreams are created by a powerful drug released deep in the center of your brain- and is actually a highly illegal substance if used as a recreational drug bought from a dealer (who I’m afraid to ask the source of their merchandise). Basically whenever you dream, you’re on drugs but can’t face any legal charges, lmao]
[but really don’t do drugs kids unless it’s your antidepressants because you owe it to yourself to stay happy and healthy <3]
It’s been a while since I’ve last been on here. As a matter of fact, it has been a while since I’ve confronted myself about what is going on around me. For the most part, I blame it on school. I have loads of work to do and having to balance it while also dealing with my parent’s bullshit takes up all my time. I guess part of the reason I have not been putting anything on here is also because I fear someone finding out that this account belongs to me. Anyways, things have been all over the place. I have relapsed twice last month and as of today, I am six days clean of cutting. I held on for about 180 days and I didn’t cut but I just kept on feeling numb. At this point I can say that I no longer care, I do not think I am ever going to completely stop cutting. If not cutting, I self harm using other methods. To be completely honest, I do not know how much I have put out there but I’m going to start by saying that I had a set plan. I was not in the country and before I left I told myself that on the day I was supposed to come back I would take my life, but unfortunately I did not. I have nothing to hold on to anymore and I just do not seem to have a purpose.
On a side note, I got my ears pierced a few days ago without asking my parents for permission. Where I live, it is totally legal and you do not need your parents consent as long as it is on your ears. I have asked my mom whether I could get them pierced before but she kept on saying no and although I tried convincing her she wouldn’t listen to me and she would just shut it down. At one point, she was fine with it and told me it is your choice but I know she said it to send me away. Finally, when I went out with a friend, I gathered enough courage to get more piercings. We were at the mall, and I suggested it since there was a pharmacy that would do them for around 16$ for two holes. She called her mom to ask whether she could get it done and her mom said she could only get one. On the other hand, I saw no point in calling my mom because first, she had no idea that I was at the mall since my parents would never be okay with me going out with a friend on my own to the mall. Second, I knew it was a hopeless case and she would say no. Third, I stand to believe that it is my body and it belongs to me which means I am free to do whatever it is I want to do with it, so I did not need her permission to do something to my body. As ironic as it sounds, I was not put into her in order to serve her, if that makes sense. After getting them done, I told my older sister and she said she was glad I finally got them done since she knew how much I have been wanting them. I kept my ears covered for the past few days but I forgot to do so today. I had just finished working out and my mom was calling my siblings and I in order for us to have lunch. I hurried and forgot to put my hair done so when I was half way done with my lunch, my mom asks me whether I got my ears pierced and frightened I say no, she gets up and asks again so I said yes. She came closer and started hitting the place I got pierced and I told her to stop because it hurts. She kept on hitting me while asking where I got them and how. With my dad just sitting there, I lied and said I got them when I went with them to the mall, since I visited the mall the day after getting them pierced but with them. She kept on implying that obviously I’ve done worse shit without them knowing. I continuously told her that it is my body, however, she asked over and over again what people would think of me now since I had more than three piercings. That set me off, I just hate it so much because all people care about over here is what others have to say about each other. If I do end up not killing myself, I just hope I get out of here. For those of you wondering, all my dad said was that it was because they give us a monthly allowance, which is literally the only thing he provides for us so he can fucking continue spending his money on hookers and trying to cover up how big of an asshole he is. Yes, my relationship with my parents is based off of lies. They lie to me and I lie to them. There is no point in trying to be honest with them because they are the least understanding people and most probably the biggest hypocrites out there. I still remember when I was about 7-9 years old, my mom would force me to sleep and if I wouldn’t sleep she would tell me that she would call my dad and let him hit me. Often, it happened and I think it is why I fear just speaking to my dad.
Its weird to say I’m 24 and a virgin have not had a actually serious boyfriend and only got 2 kisses in my life. maybe because I have falling in love with people who never loved me. or maybe it when I started to feel I liked girls or maybe when I realize that I was never happen in my life why I don’t know I ask that myself and a thousand times to God but mmm well as a said before sometimes you don’t get all the answer you live until you die and ask GOD why
I was in class and people were complaining about their day and i said” i was having a good day and then i woke up.” I said it with a straight face and people laughed and the only thing my teacher said was “don’t say that” which i know for a fact he is supposed to have a talk with me to see how i’m doing.
I haven’t posted in a while but… things are getting better less crying, less sadness. I hung out with my friends which made me feel like I’m worth something, needed, wanted, which makes me feel actually no a worthless piece of shit. But I know something always makes go downhill, I hope it doesn’t go wrong this time.
On topic of suicide and im just curious… what would YOU do if you came across someone in the midst of a suicide attempt? They havent sucumbed yet and based on your quick surviellance of the situatiin, you may have to chance to intervene and potentially provide them with another day on this earth. You can decide who the person suiciding is whether it be a friend, family member, significant other.
With the above in mind, an interesting point would be that most people on here live with pain or suffering of some sort. Also bear in mind that oftentimes suicidal persons are placed in psychriactric treatment for an unknown duration.
For all intents and purposes, pretend you actually come across this and youre recording your reaction.
A) Stop them and/or intervene and call 911?
B) Leave them be and wish them well. Check on them on occassion until they have passed then call for help?
C) Help them complete their wish by ensuring they dont fail.
D) Just leave. You didnt see anything.
I personally and admittedly would likely do A.
Who else wants to weigh in?
I miss you. I miss the way we used to be. I miss how we met up every night. I miss being around you, feeling you graze my skin. I miss the way you kept me warm in the winter. I miss how you used to calm me down and tell me things are going to be alright. I miss how you made me happy and how you let me use you whenever i needed relief. I’m sorry that we can’t see each other anymore. People don’t want us together. They don’t want me to get hurt anymore. People who love me want me to get better. What they don’t know is you make me happy. But you make me guilty. You make me feel bad about hurting her. You make me confused about who i am but also show me the way. I wish i wasn’t so complex and i didn’t need you, but i do. And it makes me more sad then the problems i create. Know i love you and i miss the touch of you on my skin. I will never forget the feeling of the blood running down my arm whenever you touched.
Hey guys, i know i just posted but i need to get a lot off my chest and i have a question. If you like what i’ve written can you tell me? i know that sounds kinda douchy but i would like some honest feedback on this poem or story or whatever this is. Anyway i’m new here and i hate my life and this is about how i can’t use my blades and cut anymore because my girlfriend and parents don’t want me too. If i’m honest i don’t want to either but it helps. But my girlfriend used to cut and i don’t want her to go back to it so i refrain and i don’t think that’s a good reason not too but that’s all i got.
Lastly i need to get this off my chest. My friend is suicidal and i haven’t done anything besides talk to him and try my bests to help him but i feel like i should have done something. Anyway i’m doe now, i don’t know how many of you will comment or even rad this but i’m new here and just wanted to say hey.
today I had a sudden recollection of a story I heard a long time ago. It is very short if you care to read it.
Two monks were washing their bowls in the river when they noticed a scorpion that was drowning. One monk immediately scooped it up and set it upon the bank. In the process he was stung. He went back to washing his bowl and again the scorpion fell in. The monk saved the scorpion and was again stung. The other monk asked him, “Friend, why do you continue to save the scorpion? It is in its nature to sting.”
“Because,” the monk replied, “it is in my nature to save it.”
I feel as if the world is the scorpion. And every time I try to do anything that I think is good or will benefit myself or the world, i get stung.
Only now I have to decide if it’s in my nature to keep trying, or give into the wounds that it has left me.
i just asked my dad for help on my homework and he really f**king told me not to cut my veins because of it. thank you dad i really appreciate you helping me in life in general since you’ve been always by my side (not).
He worked on another country for about 6 years maybe more and yeah i know he is trying to earn money so i can be in a good school and get better education and shit but like seriously i left my country where all of my friends are, im having a shitty time here aaaand he still can’t fking help me in one little homework. SERIOUSLY. Im literally having a breakdown everyday. i cant sleep and my anxiety is over the rooftops.
i dont even know how to talk to him because every conversation i have is about jokes and stuff like that. everything serious i have to tell my mom because i cant trust my dad enough to talk about something like my feelings. im fucking doooone.
btw the title is from the video of the girl whose ipad’s not charging
So I want to try something. A ‘Proof of God‘ project if you will…
I’d like to be clinically dead long enough to see the “other side” and if possible ask God a few questions and then be resuscitated. (If there is such a deity).
This would actually be pretty awesome to do “Live” on Facebook or YouTube. It seems I would need a partner to resuscitate me after I have been in fact, clinically flat lined with a heart monitor hooked up to verify time of death.
I have some ideas as to how I would do this, but suggestions are very welcome.
and eachway I head to, I know I’ll meet new things…..including feelings experience and challenges.
What differs me, as 21 y. o man from the baby I was when I were 3y.o, is mostly experience.
Tonight I’m inviting you guys to share with me your burden. I will read your comments and stories, and let us, for few minutes, walk together.
Some people here helped me a lot to gain the power I needed to pass the hardest times in my life. I want to regive. Perhaps I know things that will easily help you, and perhaps you have the knowledge I crave for.
I used to be depress, suicidal, insane, maniac, offensive . My life hasn’t changed drastically, but my knowledge did.
perhaps some of you would agree, that finding a solution, doesn’t make the solution easy to accomplish.
I still have a long way to go. Wounds to heal.
Let’s lessen the damage and have a moment together, walking down our life passage, sharing ideas how to cope with your struggles.
Stay strong, be brave, Yours Jac
Tell me your story, tell me what you would want to wish for, tell me what would it be like if you were happy and successful at the age you are now or just tell me if you are happy with your life and why.
At the age of 16 and a half I would be in a public high school with Straight A’s, friends, and a girlfriend.
I would have a job and be saving up for college or future Investments,
I would be very intelligent, reading books all the time and making goals for myself to make myself better,
I will be more patient with people that disagree with me, I would just prove them wrong,
I will be eating healthy and exercising everyday, I wouldn’t be overwieght
People will have more respect for me and I would have more respect for myself.
I would have my driver’s license,
I would get along with my mom.
Few years ago, I was a dead boy walking down the school’s corridors. Walking back, forth, between rooms for each class, and from there back to the empty house.
I always had knew what was expecting me at that house.
I always feared from those ‘good’ days. I was so.. under pressure, I could have felt that life is a – if you enjoy today, tomorrow you will be in sorrow, and if you are really lucky, your suffering will start from the same day you dared to fucking smile.
I kept my mouth shut for so long, didn’t feel anyone around me. They were merely humans to my own eyes. I perceived them as distortions in my own world.
I always had the dream of going somewhere really far away, from all of those who aren’t in control of their anger and needs, and there for are toxic [example: most of my family which now I have no connection to].
I felt that if a human being is manipulating his own kids for his needs, then something must be pretty fucked up and un-human in their mind.
Even further, I became so scared of being hurt, being blamed, being yelled at, being unable to have normal friendships that I practiced my “emotional intelligent” to the max.
As I grew old, I became a psychopath [ how surprising, lol ?]. I remember being 11, going and kicking around cats, I loved the feeling of abusing them, I still don’t know how I got over that to be honest, or if I even did.
Also when fishing, I tested my ability to go beyond abusive, but caught fishes and used their eyes as my new bait [took them straight out with the hook when they were alive] to catch others.
I remember feeling the need to murder my own brother at age 9 [If I remember right]. I hated him for being so rude to me. I had pleasure of the feeling that I would be sent away somewhere, and would [probably] won’t need to talk to my parents anymore.
I hated my dad too, such an asshole. I still have dreams of beating the shit out of him.
– I never FEEL alive, but when I had sex, skydiving, or any other extreme sport. Each other day is senseless to me –
I remember having nightmares of people dying, later on, each night I had the same dream. It was me running away from zombies, or mutants, or… what ever it were. There was no other human in my dreams. I was the sole person in this world, unable to communicate with other face-like-human creatures, or people I saw in my dreams.
– those dreams first showed when I was 5 or 6.. but they became daily after few years.
Few years later, eight or nine grade, I become aware of other’s people complicity.
It took me time, I never thought about it. It becomes harder to over see the outcomes of social meetings and tougher to manipulate people to what I want.
I started to analyze my friends, and when there was a girl I liked, I would’ve done things to get close to her. I would never manipulate her as much as I could’ve, but would definitely say things I didn’t even felt or meant, but knew they would pool the right strings. I did it so expertly that they had never noticed.
I became so good at it, that I already know how to friend 99% of who I meet with and earn their trust at merely days or hours.
Reading this, would probably make many of you sick, or perhaps un-amused. I never hurt some one, and keep my knowledge and abilities to myself. I understand today what is to hurt someone, and therefor I don’t use people or manipulate them no more. I just live my life aside. All I wish is to be out from here. I don’t want to be around people, I don’t like them. Even about girl friend is something I merely can maintain [and by that I mean to relationship]. It feels like something gets to close to me. And I’m afraid there is someone who would see my real self as much as I can see of others. I wanna stay low profile. I’m better at this, than unleashing the kraken.
I lost so much at the last years.
I know I would never be the same person, I already saw myself changing with the years.
I became a mad-man ;
Lacking sympathy, don’t feel love or any kind of true social bond.
I became more and more sociopath, but with the understanding of human beings. I can identify most of the people’s weaknesses and I usually take advantages of it for my own good, only to survive.
Look… It is just that I’m pissed of on my reality.
But I guess it doesn’t matter. AS LONG AS I KEEP PUSHING THE SHIT OUT OF IT.
anyway good day you all, with love and care – stay strong, be brave, yours Jac.