Sering Mengalami Lucid Dream Novels & Stories

He was sweating profusely whilst panting as well. Our eyes fixed a gaze for a moment as we both looked at each other, trying to ascertain what had just transpired. “Why..... wh.... What... just happened, “ Lucien stuttered, breaking the silence, still maintaining a poised eye contact with me. Confused, I looked at him, trying to find the right words to voice out, but I could not mutter a word. “I had a dream, more like a trance,” Lucien confessed. “I sensed we had the same dream,” I responded. The evident confusion that was depicted on Lucien’s face reduced.

CHAPTER 18. HAUNTED BY MY NIGHTMARES HARA LUCID NIGHTMARES. That's what they call it. Because in the nightmare I'm having at the moment, I'm aware that I'm dreaming, that I'm having another nightmare. And they weren't just any random nightmares, they were a reoccurrence of my past with Roland. *

Wait. My shifting ritual. An excruciating pain shot through my stomach and traveled to my limbs. I remember screaming, crying even. I successfully shifted into my wolf! But I lost consciousness. What happened to my body? Where is my body? Why am I here staying in a crib inside my dream? Is this what they call lucid dreaming? I try to roll over to get closer to the discussing voices, but my strength is nowhere to be found. I guess I’m still a small baby after all.

Chapter 28 - Infection The familiar sparks were what continued to bring me back to consciousness as we raced through the fields. I could hear the shouts of everyone around me but was too out of it to understand anything they were saying. The constant sound of a beating heart was the only thing that really confirmed I was still here. I began to have lucid dreams, my body overheating as it fought whatever infection was trying to take hold. I felt my body shiver as blackness pulled me under once again.

Darby There’s this twilight period between sleep and waking, where untethered consciousness warps into the illusionary and hallucinatory thoughts and impressions of dream. The fragmented evolving mindscape of bizarre sounds, abstract landscape, and ephemeral ideas that’s the knife’s edge of lucidity and oblivion. In this place, our meandering cognitive perceptions, odd and out-of-context when dismantled upon waking, seem completely unremarkable and entirely reasonable.

___________________________________________________________________________ Lucid dreaming Lucid dreaming is a fascinating phenomenon in which a person is aware that they are asleep and dreaming. Those who are more adept at lucid dreaming are able to control the action and content of their dreams to varying degrees. https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/lucid-dreaming-study-explains-how-to-take-control-of-our-dreams#The-two-most-effective-techniques ___________________________________________________________________________ 19 / 11 / 2021

"Let's hear you out." She leaned back against her bed and closed her eyes like she was also contemplating on her own end. When she opened her eyes, she looked ready to talk. "I've been having strange dreams for the past few days. I don't know," she laughed to herself. "It's just been so strange, so unreal and lucid at the same time. The first time, I thought I had really experienced it because I felt so awake, so active. I wasn't asleep but now, I'm starting to think it was a really lucid dream."

EVE The nightmares started two weeks after I woke up. Not every night. Just often enough to disrupt everything. I'd dream of children dying while I stood frozen, unable to help. Or I'd dream of Circe dissolving into light, screaming my name. Or worst of all, I'd dream of Lucia lying in that medical bed, empty eyed and hollow, while I felt nothing. "You're having another one," Adam said the fourth time I woke up gasping. "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you."

(Marcus’s POV) So uh… Apparently I learnt something new today. That is, to not eat three cups of instant noodle and passed out to bed. The reason I said this to, well, myself of course, was because of the fact, an odd fact, of me waking up in a forest in the middle of the night. Even a mentally unstable person know this isn’t the reality, but I was caught astounded. I am probably among those people who wished to have a lucid dream; experiencing the joy of gaining control inside your dream and do whatever you wanted for a short amount of time, everyone just needs that.

he murmured, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from my face. I looked around the room, confusion and uncertainty gripping me fiercely as I took a step back, retreating from him, needing to regain my bearings. I still half expected to see the half-naked version of myself hiding in a corner or emerging from the bathroom, but it was impossible. I would have seen her move from the bed. "It's a dream..." I whispered, the truth finally becoming clear as I sighed with relief. I had lucid dreams fairly frequently, so it wasn't uncommon for me to register that I was in a dream. The realization was reassuring, but I still felt a little strung out, the encounter with myself leaving me shaken.