(Disclaimer: The following article consists of one of my early lucid dreaming experience, that initiated the whole process for finding the truth attached to it. The dream mentioned here is in all its context a true event that happened with me, and in no way i would try to make up anything here. People may have a nightmarish experience they are afraid of sharing, believing that others might laugh it off, but my advise to them, please bring out such dreams, they can help. On addition to that i have deduced my own method an experimental way in which this concept can be understood in a better way, this is just to say, it is indeed a necessity to dream)
“How can anybody be awake inside a dream?” somebody asked me. Well honestly speaking i had no answer at that moment, that’s because back then i was in my tenth grade, and was totally unaware of the phenomenon called “A dream within a dream”. Things seemed crazy as far as i remember, how i began my journey inside the world of lucid dreaming, with some startling results. It all started for me, when i was in my tenth grade and we had this overnight scout camp to a place called bordi(a scenic location near the borders of gujarat, India). I was extremely excited the night before to be a part of this trip and hence could not sleep properly. Before going to sleep i rechecked all of my arrangements, that i had packed everything properly, the next morning we were to begin by 5.30 after all groups had reported at school. It was going to be a three hour long journey by the bus.
I tried to sleep, but could not even get a wink of sleep that night. I was just thinking about the camp and all the activities that would be happening once there, you see the excitement was too much to contain, and i knew it was going to be an experience, i mean that would be the first time i would be away from home with all my friends for an overnight with all the possible mischief one could possibly imagine of were all that was going on in my mind. As i remember we had planned a lot of things a day prior about what we would be doing as we reach there within our group. After a while of just lying on the bed, i woke up and sat near the window in my living room. I was looking outside the window, i saw a yellow-colored round structure far away in the sky, i tried to place it as Saturn, as i read it somewhere that certain planets can be seen in the morning sky at a specified time of the early dawn. I did not bother to check the time at that moment. I then looked down from the window, our society garden was full of dwarfs and gnomes and elves and they seemed to be dancing around and celebrating. It looked crazy but i enjoyed it, and was getting drifted away from reality. I starting watching them enjoy down there in the society gardens and soon i found one of the creature started calling me down to come and celebrate with them, i was confused but i politely refused the invitation, to which one of the creature returned back a wicked smirk. That kind of didn’t go down well with me and as soon as i looked up again in the sky i saw the sky was orange in color quite the color of the evening sky. I then decided to look at the time, to which i found it was morning 6 and i thought i was doomed. That was when i first thought that this has to be a dream, i ran back to my bedroom, as i entered my room, i saw somebody already there on my bed. Upon close inspection i realized it was me who was sleeping. A cold fear gripped me as i realized that i am in fact dreaming and the dream felt so real. I froze on the spot and nearly fainted, and went totally unconscious. After which i remember my mom waking me up around 4.30 in the morning to get myself ready. I never ever gave any importance to this incident ever after that day. I even chucked all thoughts of seeing a shrink about what the hell was wrong with me.(I am mighty convinced something’s really wrong with me, or else i wouldn’t have created a crazy blog and named it “MYTHBROAKIA”)
It has been 5 years since that incident happened with me, and it is today that i know the exact nature of the dream in which i was awake, the answer to all my questions were “Lucid dreaming”. I got mesmerized by this new concept, which was further cemented to my conscious and subconscious minds by the intake of films like Inception, Vanilla Sky and Alice in wonderland. They provided a lot of insight and the needful hunger inside me to hunt and quench my thirst of Lucid dreaming. I started taking an avid interest in knowing this new concept, which wasn’t new at all, in fact this had its existence for a long time from the land of Tibet where the monks practiced a form of dream yoga or the dream meditation. This was nothing but known as lucid dreaming in the west. On further research many startling revelations came to the surface and the world got introduced to Stephen LaBerge and Robert Waggoner who have made the most significant contribution to this field. To exactly know what i mean, their works should be definitely be amongst the must read section of one’s library of books one finishes in one’s entire lifetime. After going through their works, and understanding the world of dreams on an intricate level i have realized a lot of new possibilities and some entirely different dimensions in which one could get a taste of the reality.
It is a known fact that each night when we close our eyes and doze off to sleep and bid adieu to the world of reality for few hours, we open our eyes to a new world of infinite possibilities, the world of virtual reality. This is a place where irrespective to one’s caste, creed, race, gender, age anything is 100% free to do anything one desires. Perhaps this is where most of the worldly creations or inventions have been possible. This is where it all begins from, and the perception of things change when it is observed from an infinite point of view, a world with no limits. To completely understand the nature of dreams and capitalizing this to one’s advantage, one needs to be more in touch with one’s imagination and as far as possible stimulate it with the most unlikeliest of things and make sure they are vivid. After this the most important standard procedure for entering into the lucid state of dreaming is maintain a dream journal, wherein one’s dream makes its entries each time as it occurs, and increase one’s dream recall.
The basic definition i can provide to lucid dreaming is being awake while asleep. Now if one attains that state things can become so interesting and anyone could then work out their thoughts in the virtual worlds and see what eventually their dreams take shape as. The results i am sure would be quite intriguing and the very thought of having control over one’s dream while one is inside it, is a very powerful feeling and this can pave way for development at the same time knowing one’s true potential as well utilizing it to the fullest, to get the desired outcome. Of all the numerous occasions on which i have had bouts of “lucid” experience i have deduced one thing that the subconscious is the root of all evil in a human. One may resort to any wrong means or any wrong action or anything that one doesn’t has any control of, well such acts of evil are quite masterfully triggered by the subconscious mind. Hence it becomes necessary to have control of the subconscious if not complete but still. For this one needs to train one’s subconscious mind to keep track of every activity one might do over which one might not have control of. A trained subconscious mind is a strong defense against any evil elements. To achieve this feat, one needs to befriend one’s subconscious while one is inside a lucid dream, that is the moment when the subconscious is at its vulnerable state and can be manipulated as our will.
There are many ways to attain a lucid state of dreams, but most of them requires a constant practice to perfect it. One such way i thought of introducing to the already known methods of lucid dreaming, is my very own conception of the half-remembered dream experiment, which is a kind of social experiment. It covers the concept of Lucid dreaming, dream within a dream and dream sharing on a very practical level. In other words, making the entire theoretical application of dreams and converting it into a practical approach, which simplifies the concept and makes it seem accessible to everyone who may wish to broaden his/her horizons of imagination. It is very simple and can be carried out in a hall, room where the words “hall” or “room” be appropriately replaced by the word “dream”. This creates an awareness amongst those present inside the now replaced word “dream” as in fact they are inside a dream and they know it, this covers the basic definition of a lucid dream.
Now, let everyone present in the “dream”, remember any of their dreams or any vivid imaginations of theirs(chances are people may not remember their dreams exactly, hence they are allowed to use any of their imagination as they please as it tells them that they can dream of anything and have the complete freedom to think about anything corresponding to their imaginations) and as they create it in their minds write it down on a piece of paper before them, but just the half part of it. The half part of the dream or imagination that gets written on the paper will then be interchanged amongst the others present in the room and they would try to complete the next half of the dream as they please and it could be anything they want it to be. After this the paper returns back to the person who had written the first part of the dream. The results are expected to be varying from shocking to bizarre to insane and utterly crazy, but this is a fun and interactive way to understand a complicated concept like lucid dreams. The end part also achieves the dream sharing phenomenon. This in totality gives a distinct idea of what lucid dreaming is and how can it be achieved. This experiment creates an awareness, and i was more than excited when all of a sudden i got this idea of making the concept of dream within a dream available to all on a practical basis. So now if i am asked, How can anybody be awake inside a dream? well this experiment may give a definite idea! So my friends keep exploring and stay mystified!
Trust me the next time you hear anyone out there shouting that the dream they saw last night was really weird, you are not going to laugh at it. Chances are that one might want to reconsider the visuals one saw wasn’t exactly a dream, if it actually unfolds before one’s eyes in reality. For dreams to turn into reality we have a phrase called “Dream come true”, well think again what if the dream you are actually seeing is a nightmare. Lets make it simple, i claim a fact that i have seen a dream, a dream which seemed as close to reality as it gets, the worst part was the dream culminated into a deja vu experience for me the other day. Exactly the way i had sensed in my dreams at different stages of my sleep.
Well, not exactly something a bit of concern, as it could be a clear co-incidence. To my utter disbelief, what i claimed was my dream playing itself in reality was actually yet another dream. Things could get a bit complicated before i went to someone whom i knew was studying oneirology. She was a good friend of mine, and for cavemen’s the one who studies oneirology is infact undergoing the route of the scientific study for dreams. She infact could have the possible answer to what exactly could have been my dilemma, as she had a habit of maintaining a dream journal. I mostly kinda used to find her weird, until i realized that it was her who could help me deal with my dreams. She had once insisted me to volunteer her to maintain a dream journal with her so that she could do some kind of experimentation with both our dreams put together, that thought completely freaked me out and we never saw each other after that.
It must have been seven years after that, and it was today that i went to her place. I realized she had now become a clinical psychologist, i wonder if she might be still the same nerdy girl i knew seven years back(not that i exactly knew her, because i hardly have any memories of her). Well to my surprise, she turned out to be quite a gorgeous girl now, with her long black hair tied in a bun. Her features were soft and feminine, and the most amazing thing was she looked brilliant even without the slightest hint of make-up on her face. Okay as far as the changes in her were concerned, her braces were out(i remember i guess she had braces), her cute smile actually made it clear. She had black framed spectacles on, that kind of perfectly suited her face and gave her quite a professional look at the same time made her elegant and upto some extent sexy. I soon found myself at a loss of words and was just drooling at her. She sat besides me and as she parted her lips to speak, i waited in anticipation what would she do next. That was when she said, “Changed your mind about the dream experiment?”
I was silent for a while and my mind raced in its reverse mode and i could see myself in a spot where i was seven years back, it felt i just completed a cycle and reaturned back to where i left from. This time with no further thoughts my answer was “Yes, i am up for it, only if it promises to minimalize the differences between us, as for my dreams are concerned i guess no one better than you can figure that out”. As soon as i agreed for that experiment, she handed me a journal and told me to write down my dreams in it, i asked her the significance of the entire thing to which she said, “Dream journals are often kept by lucid dreamers. Writing down dreams increases what is called “dream recall” or, the ability to remember dreams. When writing down dreams the dreamer often searches for dream signs. Dream signs are reoccurring themes that can be detected between dreams. Dream recall can vary from day to day but keeping a journal tends to regulate waking dream memory”.
Getting myself acquainted with something of this magnitude was already making me curious to know how exactly i could achieve that. I guess she was smart enough to sense what the perplexed look on my face was going to ask her next, she continued, “It is important to record the dreams in the journal immediately after waking up, as individuals forget the details of their dreams very quickly after waking up. Writing the next day’s date in the dream journal asserts a conscious thought to remember dreams which communicates intention to subconscious mind. Subconscious mind then responds by fulfilling that desire. This mental action causes the conscious and subconscious minds to work together toward the common goal of remembering the dream”. The entire thing sounded interesting but at the same time gave me the creeps. There was a certain quality to her voice that made me comfortable and put me at ease with her. I was more than willing to try out what she told to me, if it could end my stint with nightmares and turn them into sweet dreams, with maybe her featuring in them.
I went back home, the entire time i was aware i had to write down my dreams the next day. I went to sleep that night, my dream initiated, i saw myself a few years younger from what i am now. I am trying to think of something, my eyes are pressed against each other. It seemed i was trying to focus hard on something, what could it be, then i saw a tear rolling down my cheeks. I thought about the memories back at that time, what possibly could have made me cry, and by the look of it, it seemed i was badly hurt. Soon i saw myself taking an extreme decision, that was when i saw that i insulted someone before everyone and soon felt a strange sense of pride that comes along with an attitude and somewhat i recalled a sense of belonging. I saw the girl whom i insulted cry infront of me, as if she didn’expected it from me. She was left heart broken and shattered. Hard to believe i did something like that, but this was what was happening as my dream proceeded. I found out that by doing this stupid act, i actually felt good. My friends were cheering me as well. Well, it all went into my dream journal, the next morning without fail.
As i had written them down, i started reflecting upon my dream. I realized it wasn’t a dream after all, it was a memory, a memory dated seven years back. The time when i was in high school. I slowly started getting back in time to that moment to see what i had actually done, that was when i realized it was the same girl Rachel, the one whom i used to like a lot, despite everyone calling her weird. Nobody in the entire school talked to her, it wasn’t like she was totally unattractive or something, she was different from the other girls, and i liked spending my time with her, she was extremely good at studies, and never paid attention to what more than half the girls her age would normally take care of–their looks. She was one of the most nicest person i had ever met, only thing nobody understood her well. She wore big rounded spectacles and braces on her teeth and never had many friends. She was okay with the way she was. I mean i always knew a thing that if Rachel wanted she could have become the most sexiest girl on the campus, all she needed was a change of attitude and also a wardrobe, but what i realized was she ever needed them to prove what she is.
So it turned out that my growing friendship with Rachel was seen as a gesture of something weird by my friends, and they all wanted me to stop talking to her as it made me look weird as well. Giving in to the pressure from my friends i had to prove to my friends that i was one of ‘THEM’ and not like Rachel, so one day, in the college when Rachel came calling me, i insulted her in front of everyone and told her not to meet me again. This was something i always regretted doing and somehow the incident struck to me like an arrow in my chest(i’d say the left one, because that is where my heart is). My friends were happy and so was i to get back with them and enjoy the rest of my college days. Due to a matter of guilt i could never face Rachel again. As i learnt about the incident i started crying that how stupid i was, to not see the real beauty and did something terrible like that, i could still see Rachel crying in my dreams. After i completed writing my dreams, i made up my mind that all i now wanted was to be with Rachel and as my session with my Psychologist gets over i am going to find her and be accept her the way she might be today, and proudly flaunt her to my friends.
That kinda gave me a smile, and i went to the psychologist girl. She read the diary and heard my story and at the end of which she said, “So do you think you found the solution?” I said, “Yes, i found it, it is Rachel, i had always loved her, and what i did i shouldn’t have done that”. Well the Dr. said, “Since you found your solution, i guess you should find a way to her now?” To which i said, “I probably do not know where she might be now and if she would take me in her life”.
“Well, i know where she stays, co-incidentally the Rachel you are talking about is a friend of mine, here’s her address, she will be home this evening surprise her” said the Dr. I jumped to my feet listening that, “I said will you come with me too, i guess i owe you as well, it was because of you i have found her, and you have helped me”. She said “Sure meet me at my clinic at 7 in the evening”. No one could actually have any idea about how happy i was at that moment. The wait seemed to get the best out of me, with each passing moment i was turning restless and looked at my clock every 5 minutes to ensure the time. I arrived at the clinic half an hour ago, my Dr. spotted me out there she was astonished to see the excitement on my face. Though we started after she finished her work at 7, i never complained. On our way she asked me, “Well what if she is still the same or maybe even worse now, would you still accept her?” Well Dr. you don’t have an idea that since she wasn’t in my life, you know my life was a nighmare, i see her as someone whom i can totally be myself with”. “But that was seven years ago, do you still think what happened, a sorry is good enough”. “Well you see Dr. i would do anything to make her feel alright and i mean it”.
“Well i am her friend you can prove that to me, if i am convinced, Rachel will have no objections as well”. “Okay then, what is it you want me to do”. “I want you to make your dream come true, can you do that? i want you to act exactly the way you should have actually acted when you insulted me before your friends, i want you to be just the way you were when you were with me, when nobody understood me well, i want you the way you were seven years back with, i want your feelings for me to be natural, i always knew you would come, but seven years is quite a long time, it still feels like a dream, and now i want you to make my dream true”.
For a moment i felt i had left my body and was roaming free as a spirit out of any bonds that i might have been, could this be actually the girl i was looking for, yes indeed, i then remembered i had never taken note of her name, She was indeed Rachel, who else could she be. From the moment i saw her i felt that i knew her so well. I did not have any words, i dropped to my knees and surrendered myself to her, “i just know one thing, you maybe good at understanding dreams, Rachel but i just conquered one of them today, I Love You”. “I love you too”.
That was when i realized sharing dreams helps to achieve your dream even more better. So one might not maintain a dream journal, but remember those special dreams you get those might be the signs it wants you to decipher to actually make your dreams come true!
So dare to Dream!!!!!!
(A tribute to my favorite singer, and also the person i look after to and have a special place in my heart, to the one and only, the truly amazing my favorite, the mother monster herself who was born this way, i really don’t care how, just happy to know the fact that she was born,Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta A.K.A Lady GaGa, the lady of my dreams!)
” When Lady Luck conspired against me, Lady GaGa inspired me, and then it was Lady Luck’s hole and my middle finger! ” — Amyth Banerjee.
” There is no Lady Luck, there is Lady GaGa! ” — Amyh Banerjee
“Smear some mascara, you look so damn ugly, and don’t forget to put on a good make-up, you really and badly need a mega-makeover babes!” i slammed these words straight on the face of my lady luck. Now, whom do you call Lady Luck, the one who is responsible for giving shape to your fate. Probably if she smiles on someone, that someone really becomes Someone. But Lady Luck ain’t anyone like Lady GaGa, whom i can atleast say is awesome in whichever way she smiles! Everyone has their own Lady Luck, some have their lady luck resembling a sexy supermodel with killer curves, topped with a vivacious appeal, simultaneously blessed with a head-spining or jaw-dropping beauty. Those are the people who we say were born with a silver spoon in their mouth.(They sucked on the spoon in their childhood i wonder if they ever choked, but now if they get choked that must probably be the reason for sucking on somthing else!)
Others like me have their lady luck, dull-looking and horrendously ugly with a beauty that will make you wish you ended your life. These are probably the people who have it really tough going for them and have to make their own luck. These are the people who were born with the middle finger in their mouth.(unfortunate with luck most of the time.) They have their share of misfortunes, bad days, embarrassment and situations one wished could have avoided. Lady Luck doesn’t favour them and as an obvious fact it is not permissible to favour everyone with the flow of luck(F*CK!). They are always teased with their destiny, until the very last minute where they always fall short to what they want to achieve despite the fact that they were hard-working, we thus derived the term hard luck.
That is the story behind the legend of Lady Luck, now lets take some note of Lady GaGa who sets the record straight by claiming she was born this way and most of all has no qualms with life. In fact she is her own Lady Luck, only thing she calls herself Lady GaGa. No doubt she is my Lady of inspiration. She has made her own luck and she signs off her own fate, designs it the way she wants(however outrageous.) Also has control on the results that she wants it her way. When Lady GaGa was a nobody she conspired in a crime when she killed her own Lady Luck and resumed her role by calling herself Lady GaGa. Today we all know the influence she has on pop music world and also the fans she generated all over the world.(For the record, Justin Bieber will one day get eaten up by Lady GaGa’s fame monsters and the desperate screams for help wouldn’t make any impact like it now does when he opens his mouth to sing.) So if you are a Lady GaGa fan, you shouldn’t bother about the existence of any Lady Luck.
The sole motive of what i mean to say here is that luck exists but in a state of invisibility. But someone i know has the ability to spot this invisible thing by trying hard to see it. That person in question i am talking about is you, me, and everyone out there who believes in themselves and has the faith in ones ability to turn the tides. So anyone who gets this feeling that their Lady Luck is playing with their emotions evey day, every minute, every moment, every second, and most part of their life and eventually the result also is not favourable, do not lose hope, and believe in the fact that there is no Lady Luck, but there surely is Lady GaGa. Shift focus to her, make your own luck and the middle finger for the Lady Luck, if you are able to achieve that then you are definitely on the right track, baby celebrate each moment because you were Born This Way!