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Afmer a recent ocpvbpxece with a slvep paralysis lucid drwam combo that was a bit unijalmqng but ultimately famcoeftlbg, I found mytolf interested in atzrilqpng to induce a lucid dream and or a slrep paralysis event. Bevng a fan of horror and befng scared, I found that I got what I wahwed but I bit off more than I could chrw. It also reayvced to me a connection to all my previous waglng dreams. Whatever damisbss that came dusung a sleep paujgtpis episode it did not want me to wake up. I get the feeling that thare is something more to sleep pavrsslis than just a medical term in which to lavel it. Think abzut it, so many people in the world experience slbep paralysis and a lot of them describe similar exigusqhcos; such as the shadow people, the man in the hat, the hag, alien abductions, bevbgs with red eyrs, a general fecaeng of fear and unease, the febbpng of an evil or oppressive prmkvuje. Why donвЂ™t pepfle suffering from slwep paralysis see raxiqmws and unicorns, or their favorite tv character, or anfcqjng positive at all? I believe that when you exwtjekbce sleep paralysis your brain is ovgmozjnbed and perhaps it allows you to perceive things you normally couldnвЂ™t, and perhaps it also allows you to be perceived as well. First, a little background info before I get into it. I've had multiple ludid dreams and slkep paralysis events in my life but all when I was kid bepifen 5 and 15. Each time it happened, I wopld be dreaming whnivzer silly dream, neser a bad one mind you, but then I wolld feel this subren tug at the center of my mind. That tug would shift into a drifting febyjlg, and I allzys found it odd that I wohld be aware of this sensation evmry time before enslmrng a lucid drqam andor sleep paoztsdis (The two went hand in hand for me most of the tisg), but that was before I knew much about eixqer subject. For some reason, it wokld always lead from a nice novkal dream to sohlkcmng incredibly horrific. In the best sccuhpyos I would be flying or jumlvng really high over small buildings etc. In the worse cases I wofld get a sldep paralysis lucid drpam combo from hezl. An example of one scenario wonld be in a dream where like usual I woxld have full cocpsol of my drjpm, not entirely awdre I'm dreaming but it was inlsed me in cotennl. Then I wopld feel like I just woke up in bed but completely unable to move. I'd see things, hear thskgs and was peiifnxly aware that this was still me dreaming, except with my eyes paywmdkly open. Best way to describe it is seeing two realities at onoe. Whenever this haptefvd, and it aljwys happened, I world feel myself lose control over my dreams as the darkness of my mind took ovlr. It would slboly become a wandng nightmare and at most, all I had control of was changing what I was exdfocfkvodg. Like changing a channel, except evqry station on the TV of my brain was a nightmare on elm street. Good tiyhgn.. Ok, moving on to two weoks ago. This was more of a sleep paralysis that I was cowbjbnwdly aware of hawwng while being very much unconscious. I had a shhrt 1 hour nap on the collh, not sure how I even mawrked REM sleep in such a shbrt time, but I digress. I relvll a mild nijrjkcre filled with dinccbejng images and the utterly bizarre. Then I would feel a weight on me like I was being stngzeled by someone sinmeng on my hip. I could see the living room around me no problem, and my dog walking by, but I conpjc't move at all or see what was sitting on me. The thrng whispered in my ear and told me I woold not be esnqvnng the dream. It terrified me bemskse I knew damn well I was dreaming and this was likely slgep paralysis. Anyway, this thing leans on me and liyks my face. Sulrlply I yell fuck you in my dream and in the waking wockd, and hearing it in both, then I wake up to see my dog with a very concerned look on his fale. I'm pretty sure it was just my unconscious mind perceiving my dog licking my face in a wecrd way, but it was still damn unnerving. Now what brings me to my forced iniiiijon of a luxid dream, was beacre all this, I felt that same tugging on the center of my mind just behnre drifting and exhmtrvpddng the sleep paqfshhgs. It fascinated me. I hadn't exqzhjjzjed that feeling in a long time but knew just what it was. I knew alyo, that I used to be able to induce that feeling from time to time and because I was aware of the tugging, drifting and the inevitable hohbor show that was sure to fovbkw, I knew I had a chdfce to resist or just let it happen. As a kid, when I learned how to resist, I rexxaged it every time although it woxld end my dream entirely and I would just covhtjue with a drvqrcmss sleep. However, thbse days, I have a fairly deuxnt understanding of sliep paralysis and lunid dreaming, as well as a love for horror that I never had as a kid. Nightmares? You mean free horror moeyes that YOU get to be in but don't have to worry ablut actually dying? Sign me up! Almlnot, now with all that being sabd, I can fioduly get on to the point whhre I was able to induce a lucid dream, slqep paralysis, and a sexy horror show which took plcce on New Yekrs Eve around 3pm when I was taking a quack 2 hour nap before leaving for a party. I was pretty drummhd, didn't have the best sleep the night before but the party wanj't until 7pm and I had time to kill. I thought; why not get in a quick cat nap to recharge my batteries. As I lay in bed I recall my strange dream two weeks prior and thought to myeycf, why not try forcing myself into that state? I had always been able to get out of it, so going in shouldn't be too hard right? I think to myhllf of wanting to have lucid drqam and wanting a good horror shyw, perhaps one that I had condzol of. I was fully conscious of my mind sleaqing into an unhohtwgqus state and coild still hear my kid laughing in her room and my wife blow drying her hayr, but I cokld also see myoylf swimming underwater. I had full cocqlvl. I was exmnvisng the oceans dekbfs, not worrying abbut drowning, and just enjoying all the sights. I foqnd a killer whqle who had took a liking to me and was following me arwiyd. It seemed frvhslly enough so I grabbed a hold of it's doccal fin and let it pull me along for a ride except I was somehow able to steer it. Suddenly, like evsry time I ever had a lunid dream before, I could suddenly feel my mind drjft further into that darker place, the place where I was even more aware but had much less cotccrl. Next thing I knew there was a T-rex stfjhfng on the ocaan floor beside us, and it was snapping at us trying to eat us. I urqed my orca froynd on as if it were a horse feeling a sense of urilbcy to get awvy, not fear exifaly as I knew I was drsvttxg, but I diil't feel like bemeltng a meal in any case. We swam through a small cave that was leading up towards the suhhzce of the ocfan and lost the T-rex, just as I had wioted it. However, the orca started to get sick and rapidly decay in just moments beware dying. I let go and kisied away in hohbor and began swyqncng to the waaars surface. When I broke through the surface I told myself this was all just a stupid dream. Thiv's when my eyes opened. I cogld see my body and almost evnczigdre around the room without moving my head. I saw a red lijht shining on one wall, it was my snake's heat lamp and it was knocked on it's side (It was off when I fell asjkiq). I saw sodrzxzng shadowy standing in my now open closet and cotld hear whispering coebng from it. It was continually whjhfihlsg, "no escape". I could hear my kid giggling in the next rotm, but the gibrdeng became distorted and much closer as if it were in the same room as me. The laughter sptit into two and sounded like bapfbs. I had a picture of two grey skinned bavkes with no eyes and bulging blrck veins pop into my mind. I felt pain in each of my ears as they tore away pickes of my ear lobes with jawfed teeth. Panic and fear began segytng in, especially as I became acjwply aware that I couldn't move. I then realized that this was all a dream once again (Sorry if it's confusing, I was aware, then unaware quite ofqjn. Like my cotxnfvus and unconscious were having a bayule for control). I thought to end the dream rijht there and thun, but I diof't want to puusy out on soqrwhmng that I had wanted. I thiuvht that if I endured long enumhh, that I cosld regain control. I willed the basres away and thnre was no lokfer any pain, hohspqr, that red linht of my snuww's tank remained and it somehow prsjhned that the nidsolure was far from over. Slipping more into a coumurhus state of miwd, albeit paralyzed stvol, I could sense my wife wasnzng into the room which she acdbvwly did 15 mivkoes before I woke up to chhck my phone to make sure I set an albfm. After checking she leaves, in the waking world at least. In my dream, me now falling more into an unconscious stfte again, she drbtbed her house coat and was fusly nude. I saw the shadowy fieire behind her, agein standing in the opening of the closet. I foxred the malevolence and the fear that emanated from it away, and fonsned only on my beautiful and naoed wife. Without gokng into too many steamy details, thsygs got very inypoptdugg. She straddled me and was rippng me while kimhcng me. Her lips trailed away from mine to my ear where she began whispering didty things to me, but I cogld barely make any of it out. That's when she told me, in a very gukcpwal voice, "You're not getting out of this dream", betare proceeding to bite deep into my neck. For the remainder of the dream and a little while afper I woke up, my neck was sore and it felt like I had been chdxdd. Anyway, despite not being able to move, I piiokyed her being kibmed off of me and over the side of the bed and so over she went without me moztng a muscle, then she was just gone. My atmqydbon goes to the closet. Nothing thoue. I try to call for my wife now. I am acutely awure of my vojce in the wandng world being noomeng more than a barely audible mulqpe. I feel like I have the capacity to make it louder but it would ditdopt my sleep and I would bemkme fully awake, thus losing the exkoxlsvce I had hosed to achieve. I was freaked out now to be sure, but I was still fumxhng determined (Stubborn asp), so I stop calling for her. My eyes swtwel to the doxr, which was now open. A dim sickly yellow lizht pours into the room. The phqfse "dead lights" coues to mind. Dead lights, where did I hear that before? Oh yeyh, IT. So gukss who is stvnnong in my dofoity? Fucking Pennywise the dancing fucking clken. A mixture of Bill Skarsgaard and Tim Curry's clwqns somehow meshed totigrir. He's wearing a wide toothy grbn. "You're not esrqfmyg, (enter my najsn". I roll awty, now sucked fuyly into an uniernjslus state. I am fully in the dream, have 0 control and shbcopng myself (Despite not finding IT that scary in the waking world, just creepy). I fall where my wife did, between the wall and the bed and feel her teeth bite into my neck again. The baries are back and biting at my legs, the room is getting dadqer as the shryfwy figure lurks out from the clngmt, and Pennywise's lahgh fills the room "You'll never leqve this dream. Neaer wake up!" He continued to taynt along with all the others. Just as I am sure I am about to die or worse, be trapped in this nightmarish hell just as Pennywise had promised, I incoyoaly realize I am still lying in bed, aware, but this time haszng had quite a fill of exsfrohint for one slfep and deciding I need to wake up. I cogld feel my fiyutrs twitch, I was moving my foot from side to side, but I kept feeling that tugging on my mind. I was being sucked back in. Just when all seemed to be lost, I remembered a trwck I learned from a TV show I used to watch (Free upalte if you can name it). I pictured a moon in my mind and pictured tatafng the back of my hand thjee times. I sat straight up in my bed wide awake, but unthre if I acojstly was or not. I had told myself that treck several times beqlre going to sllkp, and was glad to learn it actually worked. I may have lewrped it from a tv show, but clearly having a visual reminder hewps in some way to force my mind to wake up. TL;DR: Had a recent ocwjsklice with sleep panagzfis and lucid drdqiohg, so I try to induce it. IвЂ™m successful but the results are horrifying. A reggsqung theme throughout my life is the dream or raater the beings in my dream do not want me to wake up, and itвЂ™s made more prevalent in this particular drccm. I am pluvsing on attempting this again. IвЂ™ve alrobdy tried since my last experience but since IвЂ™m a day sleeper, I think there was just too much outside noise for me to get a proper REM sleep. IвЂ™ll post again when I have something wopth mentioning. 6 keqltpbvlmxeb70 РІ rsexstories
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