Thread: Troubleshooting Ultra-Short DILD's

I will recount two non-lucid dreams only the last part of each of them. One was a nightmare of epic proportions. We'll call it 'Fearing the Darkness'

The other was a momentous dream (more impactful for all that came before what I will describe but that is another matter, it was a long dream, recalled in great detail) we will call this second dream 'Fearing the Light'

It was a momentous dream because it taught me to survive the void, I unlike you knew what it means to survive the void, but this was the dream that taught me, a non-lucid dream. The next time I was lucid I ended up in the void, and I survived.

'Fearing the Darkness': I was with a couple of joker type guys they handed me a device, it was a bit like opera glasses, they said look into it its great, they laughed a bit. I held it up to my eyes they laughed some more, and flash a bright light, and then darkness, as I listened to them laugh I knew I had been tricked I thought of wandering around lashing out trying to kill them but that didn't seem to matter much at the moment as I realized this wasn't temporary, I had been permanently blinded. I awoke in terror.

You don't forget a dream like that.

'Fearing the Light' : As I said this dream was long and impactful and I spent a long long time recalling all of the first part of the dream before I analyzed the import of the latter part, but it is that latter part that taught me void survival so I will only retell it.

I was on a cat walk near the old powerhouse in Folsom California, and the Auburn bridge had been built right thru the building, I walked inside it was dimly lit and cars were coming almost straight at me at speed and then suddenly turning 90 degrees straight down and zooming over the edge (nothing to trigger off here, our capacity for stupidity in dreams is endless). suddenly the cars were gone. but I knew there must be a space beneath me since that is where they went, I was in a dim room, lit by a covered lamp. Then I heard voices, I head someone being beaten by an extortionist. I listened, I heard punches, groans, the chambering of a weapon, I was afraid, I began to fear that if I could hear them maybe they could hear me too. I was in a dim room but I wasn't safe they were right down that stairway just below me in another dim dark place. I moved to the light I reached under the canvas I clicked the rotor switch, I was safe in the darkness. I listened as the beating continued. Then something momentous happened tho I didn't realize it until much latter analyzing the dream (remember the first part of the dream was much more important to me). What happened was the light just came back on. I was surprised how could it happen I had turned it off, but I'm a smart guy I knew what to do I reached again beneath the canvas and I unscrewed the bulb, no way its going to come on again, (of course in reality turning a light off and on in the darkness is a good way to get noticed but) I was once again safe in the darkness. Here comes the lesson I learned, after a good while (remember light can't come back on now), guess what it starts to get light again, an old woman is walking up behind me carrying a lantern. I hear the voice below suddenly stop talking I see a shadow of a tall thin woman, the shadow of her gun, of her silencer, I hear her footsteps climbing the stairs, I'm doomed. I wake from fright.


The very next time I was lucid and I destabilized I entered the void as I had many times yet I had never survived it, always there in the void rubbing and rubbing my hands to my doom, but this time I knew, I KNEW...


sure we all fear the darkness

but what the dream had taught me is that dreams abhor a vacuum

Oh sure if your an Expert at WILDing you can find yourself asleep in a sensation-less void and just float in the nothingness, no sight, no sound, no taste, no smell, no touch, and just lay there with out having to pay for a sensory deprivation tank, and wake up feeling a great sense of accomplishment, but lets face it that's not the dream for me.

I learned that dreams don't want to be dark, just like the secret was for you to get up and go, if you stay in the void, the light WILL return, it had returned twice in my non lucid dream and I just needed it to return once. I sat patiently in the void rubbing KNOWING the dreamscape or a dreamscape would return and it DID I had survived the void.

Now I survive about half the voids I enter If I am quick enough to start rubbing my hands, tho sometimes I will emerge in a false awakening and start false journaling, or even once I got to a new dreamscape and immediately thought this isn't my dreamscape and woke myself up (DOH!)

I have even been in the void and thought I don't care what dreamscape comes, I'll take any random dreamscape (the result Mesh-Kevlar-Armor-World a high tech world of hotties dressed in mess Kevlar that were retreating to the sound of a Klaxon thru glass towers as armies of zombie like un-armed Cuban soldiers slowly meandered towards them, never again will I hope for a random dreamscape, tho I did have fun and lasted several more minutes)

Surviving the void means you stabilize and wait for a new dreamscape and I have now done it many times but it was that stubborn light bulb and the old woman with the lantern that taught me to survive