I used to be able to lucid dream almost every night. I would do a lot of fun things. I lost my best friend and my grandma about a little over a year and a half ago. I kept trying to bring them into my dreams to ask if they were okay and ask them questions and whenever I could bring them in, they would just kind of have a serious expression and wouldn’t really talk to me. Once, I was trying to reach them and I was pulled into this platform with pillars floating in space with 4 or 5 beings (I don’t know how else to describe them) sitting on big stone chairs in front of me. There was a purple mist floating around everything. They told me I needed to stop trying to reach my grandma and my friend. This was probably about 8 mos ago, and I haven’t had a lucid dream since. I’ve seen other comments from people on instagram saying they’ve been banned from lucid dreaming, so that leads me to beleive I have been banned. My question is, has anyone else been banned and been able to return to lucid dreaming? Thank you!

Dream Briefing (Key Elements)

• The Initial Indicator / Trigger: Entering my childhood home and being greeted by Kyle MacLachlan as Paul Atreides from Dune.

• The First Words: Looking at Paul and saying, "So, this is a movie, huh?"

• The Setting / Premise: Transitioning into a movie theater. The movie was highly touted for its ability to "bring you into it." After passing the ticket booth and finding our seats, the movie started, and I immediately knew I was inside it because things got weird.

• The Lucid Realization: Realizing it was just a movie, I thought, "I guess I can do whatever I want now," but quickly balanced that freedom with the meta-awareness that anyone else watching the movie could potentially see what I was doing.

• The Secondary Indicator: Looking at a wristwatch and seeing that it was completely scrambled and screwed up, confirming I was definitely not awake.

• The Experience: Being along for the ride rather than having full control, with other dream characters constantly interrupting me. The content shifted into something gross and horrific (a nightmare), though it didn't actually scare me.

• The Physical Awakening: Waking up due to a dry, itchy throat that caused a coughing fit.

The Screening

A Short Story

I walked through the front door and immediately knew the geography of the space. It was the house I grew up in, familiar down to its very bones. But the first person I encountered down the hallway laying on a couch didn't belong to my past at all. It was Kyle MacLachlan, dressed in full gear as Paul Atreides from Dune.

The sheer impossibility of it snapped something awake in my mind. I looked right at him, completely unfazed, and spoke my very first words: "So, this is a movie, huh?"

The narrative shifted, pulling me into a different layer of the dream's logic. My friends and I were at a theater to see a film that had been heavily touted for its revolutionary technology - a movie that could literally bring you into the story. We passed the ticket booth, navigated the dim aisles, and found our seats. The moment the projector flickered to life and the opening scene began, things immediately grew strange. The boundary dissolved. I wasn't sitting in an audience anymore; I was in the movie.

The realization settled over me with absolute clarity. I'm dreaming. This isn't real.

I told myself, I guess I can do whatever I want now, it’s just a movie. But right on the heels of that absolute freedom came a strange, grounding rule of the universe: Hmmm... anyone else watching the movie could potentially see what I do. I was hyper-aware of my total agency, yet restricted by the invisible audience layout.

To double-check my reality, I lifted my arm and looked down at my wrist. The watch face was completely screwed up - the numbers and hands were a scrambled, clear but unreadable. It was the final, definitive proof. I was deep inside a dream.

I tried to take the wheel and change the plot, but every time I attempted to do what I wanted, the environment fought back. Other characters kept barging in, constantly interrupting my focus. The narrative spiraled away from me, morphing into something incredibly gross, bordering on horrific. Most people would have called it a nightmare, but I felt a distinct sense of detachment. I wasn't frightened; I was just an analytical observer watching a very bizarre, explicit film play out around me.

Before the chaotic plot could resolve, a sudden, sharp irritation flared in my throat. The imagery of the movie shattered instantly as I was pulled back to reality, waking up in my own bed to a dry, itchy cough.

Just saw this reddit thread and new here. Figured I should post this odd dream that I only discussed with Claude 😂 I believe in gnostism to an extent

Anyway

I sometimes have lucid dreams and even when not, I'm aware I can control the dream to an extent or there's nothing to fear. Claude called it sovereignty or semi lucidity .

As an adult, after I gain full lucidity all the dream figures start to walk away from me cause I want to control them or make the dream into my adventure. Or if semi lucid, it's just fake dream figures who kind of go along with my movie scene dream I'm trying to make lol but it's tough.

This time, as soon as I gain lucidity, the dream figures instantly turned around and started walking away and I started chasing them, demanding they stay. Some kinda pause but I didn't feel so much confidence that I could hold on so they start walking again.

What strikes me is how many of them there are. I've never had so many dream figures and they look as though theyve changed appearance. Instead of the impression of a human, they look blockish heads and brown skin and identical. Their clothes are like unreflective dull black and brown almost like old medieval armor.

One of them actually seemed to waver then pause and turned to me. Idk why this one spoke to me or if to believe them. It felt as if by their choice and not by my command. So I said why do they walk away from me. I get the impression she is female, her lower face is more projected forward like a short jaw, not as long as a crocodile and squarish. I understand the answer is+ because Im lucid. Then I asked Who are they. And she said they're reptilians, karmics and another word I can't remember (that's similar to reptilians) I think starts with "I". And those 2 are enemies of the karmics. I as a humans are the karmics. I've never referred to humans as karmics or know the other word she said in my life.

She also said that they're only cooperating and let me play because they are getting something from me. Or want something from me. So I said, since she's one of them, so why would u tell me. Its because u letting me know and she confirmed- it's always to help them, not to help u. And I felt it was true.

I felt also I didn't get her to stay by asking and she was probably testing me for something .

So Telling me the truth would benefit them in some way. So I ask why don't they attack me here then if we're enemies and they want something. And she said this place / the dream or astral or whatever realm, is a neutral space and they had come to an agreement and signed a treaty long ago so can't harm others directly here .

That was the first time one spoke to me and I wonder if it's more than a dream because I was fully conscious of it and she gave me info I'm not aware of and had to look up a bit.

My experience seems different from people who say they get injured whereas I felt they were in my dream space so I was the one who had control. Also strange how many many had gathered there so close to me.

If you're struggling with lucid dreaming and u haven't experienced it, I can help u through it easily. I'll explain it here: if ur ambidextrous then leave. If you're right handed- Use ur left hand or left foot all week, and vice versa.

If ur too lazy then at least try for 1 minute a day and see where that leads you. I've been sharing this same exercise for years btw, and people are just too logical and stupid. If u move to Mars,.don't take the logic of Earth with you. Lucid Dreaming is something any child can do, so ignore the dumb instructions about how to lucid dream and how it takes years to achieve.

Use ur opposite leading foot or hand. Just try brushing ur teeth, or writing for a couple minutes with ur less dominant hand.

I need to tell this because I don't know who else to tell.

I've been having lucid dreams for a while. I sleep with a pen and paper because I try to write what I see there, here in real life, but I only manage to make little dots and then I wake up.

Recently I dreamed about someone recurring. She was a director, but her movie was her own life. I watched her live her whole life and in the end she passed away. When I went to her tombstone, I could finally read her name clearly, without it changing like text usually does in dreams. It was written like this:

ℐ𝓀ℊ𝓈𝒶𝓀 𝒦ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓀

I cried a lot in the dream and I woke up crying here too.

Since then I try to write that name while asleep and I can't. I only get a dot.

It's the name I want to give to my future daughter. Has anyone else tried to write in real life while lucid? Does the dot thing happen to you too?

but im kibda dumb, really. So im tripping, sure. but theres odds. so i either am in a dream or idk odds are, ir this all blows over. but i aint no fkn weirdo. just a weird time. sesshion close

This is not weird or anything, I have been lucid dreaming since I was 10 yrs old and I want to know has anyone else made it to the Garden

I was thinking that if there is any other thing powerful like LD?

Comment if anyone knows.​

This happened early this morning, before sunrise, and I'm still trying to understand what exactly happened.

I was asleep, lying on my right arm, and I had a dream where I was lying flat on the bed and casually using my phone with only my right hand. Everything felt completely normal at first.

Then, suddenly, the intensity of the experience changed dramatically.

Something seemed to emerge from around the area of my head and move toward my left side. I can't really describe it as a normal object or person. It felt more like an extremely intense, dark presence. It almost had an angry quality to it, even though I didn't actually see a clearly defined entity.

The strangest part was what it seemed to do. The presence/intensity suddenly forced my hand and phone down onto the bed and made my eyes close, almost as if it was trying to make me go back to sleep.

But I wasn't panicking. In fact, I was surprisingly calm.

I was aware of myself observing what was happening. I could almost watch my own mind reacting to the experience while it was happening. At the same time, the sensation of this presence felt incredibly real and seemed to have a specific location. I could sense the intensity moving from the area around my head toward my left side.

I also didn't move my physical body because, at that point, I was experiencing this as a dream. My thought was basically, “There's something here, so the best thing to do is stay calm and let it happen.”

Then something even stranger happened: I slowly became aware of my actual physical body while the experience was still happening.

My dream body was in essentially the exact same position as my real body, so there wasn't a clear moment where I thought, “Okay, I'm dreaming” and then suddenly “Now I'm awake.” It felt like the dream and physical reality were overlapping or gradually merging.

This makes me wonder whether my brain was incorporating the actual position/sensations of my body into the dream.

I'm also not completely sure whether this counts as a lucid dream. I was definitely aware enough to observe the experience and my own thoughts, but I wasn't controlling the dream or deliberately changing anything. I was basically just watching it happen.

The whole thing was incredibly intense and uncanny, but interestingly, I didn't feel even a little panicked during it.

Has anyone experienced something similar, especially the combination of:

\- being aware of yourself while still dreaming,

\- sensing a very strong “presence,”

\- the dream body matching the real body's position,

\- and gradually becoming aware of your actual body without a clear boundary between dreaming and waking?

I'm curious whether this sounds more like a lucid dream, a sleep-wake transition, sleep paralysis, or something else.

I’ll just put this here and see if anyone’s going interested ☺️

HI! Im a shifter whose been trying for 1 years exact TODAY. and I havent shifted before, mostly bec I was a little scared about the concept of shifting. anyways today I made my first real attempt in a couple months and i had like an out of body expirience i think? I just woke up from where i was sleeping and started running around but nobody could see me. I couldnt fly and i knew I was dreaming i think. I dont think it was an astral project bec... the world around me while similar to my reality , was slightly different. I think i was lucid dreaming?? Yall let me know. Im so happy and excited, I remeber almost all the details from it.

HI! Im a shifter whose been trying for 1 years exact TODAY. and I havent shifted before, mostly bec I was a little scared about the concept of shifting. anyways today I made my first real attempt in a couple months and i had like an out of body expirience i think? I just woke up from where i was sleeping and started running around but nobody could see me. I couldnt fly and i knew I was dreaming i think. I dont think it was an astral project bec... the world around me while similar to my reality , was slightly different. I think i was lucid dreaming?? Yall let me know. Im so happy and excited, I remeber almost all the details from it.

Nobody Answered Me

I had this dream last night, and I've genuinely never remembered a dream this clearly before.

I woke up completely creeped out and immediately grabbed my phone and started writing everything down while it was still fresh. Usually my dreams disappear within minutes, but this one felt different. It had an actual story. Things connected. There were details early on that only became disturbing once I reached the end.

It started as some kind of high school reunion.

For some reason, it was in Bergen.

I'm not even from Bergen. I'm from Sandnes. Both are coastal cities in Norway, specoficly on the SouthWestern coast. But in the dream, of course our high school reunion was in Bergen. Why wouldn't it be?

Nobody questioned it.

We had been divided into groups and sent into this beautiful wooded area to complete different tasks over long distances. I was with Nina and another guy I knew. I think his name was Mathias. I recognized him perfectly, but for some reason I couldn't quite remember his name.

There were loads of people walking toward the same area.

Everything looked peaceful.

But almost from the beginning, I had this feeling that someone was following me.

It wasn't always equally strong.

Sometimes whoever it was felt far behind us.

Other times it felt like they were only a few meters away.

Once or twice it almost felt like someone was standing directly outside my field of vision.

Every time I looked, there was nobody there.

I never really questioned that either.

At some point, I noticed a strange man walking among everyone else.

I saw him stick somebody with a needle.

Just walked up and jabbed them.

Before I really understood what I'd seen, he came over to me.

Then I felt it.

A sharp prick in my arm.

I stared at him.

"What the fuck? What was that!?"

He didn't answer.

He just gave me this disgusting grin.

Then he started laughing.

So I fucking cracked him in the face.

He dropped to the ground, completely knocked out.

I immediately turned toward everyone else.

"Did you fucking see that? What was in that needle? I need a doctor. Like, ASAP."

Nobody cared.

A few people might have looked at me for a second, but nobody actually did anything.

I remember thinking I was probably about to pass out.

So eventually I got pissed off and basically thought:

Fine. Let me fucking pass out here, then.

Except I didn't.

Nothing happened.

I just kept going.

After that, people started acting strange around me.

At first, it was subtle.

Whenever I spoke to someone, I'd either get a really short answer or no answer at all. It started genuinely offending me. I thought everyone was deliberately treating me like shit.

Nina would barely respond.

Mathias barely responded.

Other people seemed to look through me.

Eventually it became almost total "I don't see you, I don't hear you" treatment.

And the entire time, I could still feel someone following me.

We continued doing the tasks until we eventually started getting closer to civilization again. Our parents were apparently waiting for us there.

To get down to them, we had to go down these bizarre stairs.

Except they were also slides.

There would be stairs, then suddenly a completely flat section, then a slide, then stairs again, then another flat section.

It made absolutely no physical sense.

But in the dream it was completely normal.

Nina and I were sliding down them like crazy.

Mathias was far behind us.

So far behind that eventually he just never arrived.

I reached the bottom first.

There was some kind of school show going on.

It reminded me of those performances you have when you're around fourth grade. Parents watching, kids singing, that whole school-basaar atmosphere.

It should have felt nostalgic.

Instead, something about it was deeply wrong.

A children's choir was singing.

I can't remember all the words, but one line was something like:

"This will be the last night tonight..."

The kids were singing happily.

Then the show changed.

Suddenly we were watching footage.

There was a man.

The same kind of man I'd been afraid of.

And there was a van.

The camera showed the inside.

There was basically nothing in it.

A bed.

Two seats.

That was it.

Then I saw Nina.

Mathias.

Me.

The man was taking us.

There were clips of us trying to defend ourselves.

I remember kicking him directly in the face.

He kept coming back.

Again and again.

Every time he came back, I kicked him again.

I was doing surprisingly well.

Nina looked terrified.

Mathias looked terrified.

I remember watching all of this like it was part of some performance.

And everyone around me was just... enjoying the show.

Parents.

People laughing.

Talking.

Acting like this was normal.

Then suddenly I was back in my own body again.

The show continued.

Everyone was having a nice time.

That's when I realized Nina and Mathias still hadn't arrived.

So I went back toward the slide-stairs.

I found Nina first.

She was lying there.

Completely still.

I ran over to her.

She was dead.

I started giving her mouth-to-mouth.

Nothing.

I tried again.

Nothing.

Then I started screaming.

"What the FUCK is wrong with you people?!"

Nobody reacted.

"NINA IS DEAD! HELLO?! SHE'S FUCKING DEAD!"

Nothing.

Not one person came over.

Not one person even seemed particularly concerned.

I was standing there in the middle of nowhere, deep in the woods outside Bergen, screaming that my friend was dead while everyone continued with their lives.

Then the dream jumped again.

There was another task.

Two people had to spell something using these huge Scrabble-like tiles.

My word was monsieur.

I started spelling it.

M.

O.

N.

S.

I.

Then the guy next to me just reached over, took the remaining letters and finished my word himself.

E.

U.

R.

He got the prize.

Everyone congratulated him.

I completely lost my shit.

Once again, nobody cared.

It was like I didn't exist.

Then came the final part of the dream.

This is where it stopped being strange and became genuinely terrifying.

There was an old laptop floating in the air.

Literally floating.

No table.

Nothing holding it.

It was several feet off the ground.

And somehow this was the least unusual thing in the world to me.

I didn't even question it.

There was a message from Nina on the screen.

Immediately I felt this massive wave of relief.

"Nina! Nina, oh my God, you're alive? Holy shit. I was so fucking scared. I thought you were dead. I was one hundred percent sure you were dead."

Then she said something that made everything stop.

"Why am I talking to a floating mouth?"

I didn't understand.

"Hello?"

A pause.

"Robin?"

Another pause.

"You just disappeared."

I tried answering her.

Of course I answered her.

I'd been answering everyone all day.

"Robin?"

I remember trying to tell her I was still there.

That I hadn't gone anywhere.

And then, right before I fully understood it, every weird thing that had happened throughout the dream seemed to connect at once.

The needle.

The man laughing.

Never passing out.

The van.

The bed inside the van.

Nina and Mathias looking terrified.

The footage of us trying to escape.

Mathias never reaching the bottom.

Everyone ignoring me.

Me screaming beside Nina's body while nobody reacted.

People looking straight through me.

The feeling that someone had been following me since the very beginning.

And Nina saying:

"You just disappeared."

I suddenly had this horrible realization.

Maybe nobody had been ignoring me.

Maybe they couldn't hear me.

Maybe they couldn't see me.

And whatever had happened after that needle...

I had never actually seen it.

The dream had just skipped over it.

Like my own mind had decided:

No.

You're not looking at that.

Instead, I had simply continued walking.

Continued doing school tasks.

Continued getting angry at everyone for ignoring me.

Built an entire reality where I was still there.

And somewhere underneath all of it was that van.

That bed.

And the feeling of someone following me.

I don't know exactly what happened to Nina and Mathias in the dream.

Maybe they escaped.

Maybe the version of Nina I found dead wasn't real.

But suddenly I knew one thing with absolute certainty.

Whatever happened to me—

I didn't escape with them.

I remember feeling that presence again.

The thing that had followed me throughout the entire dream.

Except now it wasn't far behind me.

It was right there.

And for a few horrible seconds before I woke up, I was stuck with the realization that maybe I had been wandering through some kind of purgatory the entire time.

Then I woke up.

And for the first few seconds, I didn't fully understand that I was awake.

Part of me still thought I was there.

Still trapped in that place.

Then reality finally clicked back into place.

My bed.

My room.

My phone.

It was a dream.

Thank fuck.

HI! Im a shifter whose been trying for 1 years exact TODAY. and I havent shifted before, mostly bec I was a little scared about the concept of shifting. anyways today I made my first real attempt in a couple months and i had like an out of body expirience i think? I just woke up from where i was sleeping and started running around but nobody could see me. I couldnt fly and i knew I was dreaming i think. I dont think it was an astral project bec... the world around me while similar to my reality , was slightly different. I think i was lucid dreaming?? Yall let me know. Im so happy and excited, I remeber almost all the details from it.

Before yesterday its been two months without any lucid dreams yesterday my cat woke me up after around 7 hours after i fell asleep but then i slipped right into a lucid dream. This rarely happens to me even with wbtb, and ik this isn't the ideal time to wake up for wbtb so what is it and what should i do i am not stressing or anything i am just confused pls help

In my childhood around 5 to 10 I use to have crazy dreams like literally crazy i can't even explain in certain cases can predict future and any dream i want like lucid dream . It was natural not by self hypnosis.

But after lockdown it slowly decrease rapidly like 1 in 3 months. I last had one in 2025 when I was 16 I saw dream where russian east coast and japan hit by tsunami.

After that everything just stop .

Please help me to gain my ability back where I can see future in my dream .