My Lucid Nightmares - A Danger of Lucid Dreaming (Lucid Dreaming Stories)
Please note that my terrifying experiences with lucid dreaming as a child were surely due to my already anxious personality and the fact that at such a young age I was ill-equipped to encounter the subconscious in so direct a manner. I believe that, if caution is exercised, lucid dreaming can be put to many good uses, and can potentially benefit humanity in many ways. I do not, therefore, intend for the terrifying experiences that I am about to describe to discourage people from practicing lucid dreaming, but rather, to caution people to do so for the right reasons, and to be cautious when delving into these layers of the mind.
Lucid dreaming is getting more and more attention these days, it seems. If you're reading this, I'm assuming you know something about it, but just in case you don't: lucid dreaming involves learning how to regularly come to the realization, while you are dreaming, that you are dreaming. Upon coming to such a realization during a dream, you may then learn to control every aspect of the dream, creating your world however you like.
I can personally attest that the power of lucid dreaming is indeed amazing, and that the experience itself can be more enjoyable than many things (particularly if you are the type of person who would enjoy flying like a bird or having sex with whomever you wish, or having sex with whomever you wish while in the process of flying like superman/superwoman). However, having also experienced a different, darker side of lucid dreaming, I feel it my duty to offer a word of warning.
The world of dreams is a doorway into your subconscious mind (and perhaps, some would say, into the spiritual realm itself). The thing about your subconscious that you will do well to remember is that it is rather alien territory to you conscious mind, and may well contain things that will confuse or terrify your conscious mind.
Here's my story. When I was about ten or eleven years old, I thought up the notion of learning to lucid dream. I'd experienced a few naturally occurring lucid dreams, as many people have, and I thought, "What if I could learn to do that all the time?" I had never yet heard the term "lucid dream" or read anything on the subject. t was just an idea that popped into a child's head. Well, I was a child who had a voracious appetite for knowledge, and who's favorite hangout spot was the public library. So I did my research, and discovered that I wasn't the first person to think of learning how to control my dreams. I obtained a book on how to lucid dream, and immediately began to practice its techniques with a vengeance.
I quickly developed the ability to lucid dream every night. At first, lucid dreaming was a dream come true. Every night, I would float up out of my body, up through my bedroom ceiling (looking down on sleeping body), and then I would fly out over my neighborhood, through my town, and then anywhere in the world I wanted to go. I could change my entire landscape in the blink of an eye, or manifest any object or person I thought of.
- The Bible Does Not Teach That Hell Lasts Forever
Upon close examination, the Christian scriptures do not seem to teach that hell lasts for eternity.
At this point, I want my reader to do one thing for me: do not think of a red monkey. If
you are like me, chances are you just thought of a red monkey. That's how
the mind works. Now if you had been dreaming, and had thought of that
same red monkey, that monkey would have become a real part of your dream.
And if instead of thinking of a monkey, you think of, say, a demon...
well, you have the makings of a lucid nightmare.
Once a lucid nightmare begins, it can become impossible to bring under control.
I was a child, I learned to lucid dream. After about a week of doing
this regularly, my mind began to unwillingly go to dark places while I
was in lucid dreams. After the first time this happened, with fearful
results, I couldn't stop it from continuing to happen... for the simple
reason that I would go to sleep afraid that it might happen again, and
this very fear planted all the seed-thoughts needed to make the
experience repeat itself. What is more, I was unable to stop lucid
dreaming. I no longer had to try to lucid dream, or practice any
techniques to make it happen. It happened naturally, although I no
longer wanted it to. I would fall asleep, begin to dream, and
immediately know that I was dreaming. Everything would go fine for a
while, then something would happen. The sky would turn red, and Christ
was returning to condemn me to hell eternally for my sins. Demons
appeared at my back, in close pursuit. Terrified, I would wake up, in my
bedroom, in a cold sweat. Relieved. It was only a dream. This time, I'm
sure that I'm awake.
But then my bedroom window smashes inwards, sending in a rain of shattered glass. Someone is coming in through the window with a long knife. He wastes no time in rushing over to where I lie, paralyzed, helpless. As I begin to feel the very real pain of him stabbing me over and over, I scream and try to shake free, and close my eyes tightly. And then...
Link: Enter the Nightmare
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