So I decided to take a nap, and a nap I took. I found that after waking up from my dream that I was alto picture color and images. I wouldn’t say I was fully awake, maybe half awake. I had woken up, but had not opened my eyes yet. I can’t really copy it but my picture memory is getting stronger by the day.
While focusing on these images and taking quick looks around the room and holding the picture I took a mental tour around my room. After copying images and even creating movies in my mind… I fell asleep.
I sort of rolled over into a dream. I still had the images and choice of what happened. aka = I rolled over into a lucid dream. A lucid dream that dragged on (success?). Perhaps, the smile on my face isn’t the best because I am a little worried.
I became curious at the end of my lucid state and decided to kill myself. Something I’ve never done in a dream before. My vision and dream cut into a sort of static, and my body felt like the blood was rushing into it after having fallen asleep. It kind of hurt. I guess people call is sleep paralysis, when they “wake up,” but are unable to move for a short period of time.?
But I wasn’t awake because the next thing that happened was that I was bad in my room alseep in my dream, and unable to wake up, in my dream. There was music playing as if I had fallen asleep listening to it. Which is weird, since when I listen to music this late at night I put headphones in. But there was music playing, and I was waking up the neighbors. And I couldn’t move.