RE: Lucid Dreaming
March 9, 2015 at 6:43 pm
(This post was last modified: March 9, 2015 at 6:44 pm by bennyboy.)
A lucid dream was my reason for going to music school. I woke up in a dream, realized I was dreaming, and decided "I want to conduct a massive orchestra." So I flew up into the clouds and assembled an orchestra of thousands-- 10 grand pianos banging away, hundreds of violins, a choir of a thousand, etc. After I woke up, I could still hear the music playing, and I knew it was my own, and it was good. So I woke my Dad up at 5:00am and announced that I was a musical genius.
The problem was I had very little musical training. I had to practice piano about 8 hours/day for 9 months to get into a good music university. But that one single dream inspired me so much that I was able to practice until my fingers blistered. Also, my father was proud to tell his friends that I broke the piano not once but twice in those 9 months from practicing so much.
The reason is that strangely, a lucid dream feels MORE real than reality, because you aren't limited by your senses, by your stamina, or by your health. You are limited only by your power of imagination.
The problem was I had very little musical training. I had to practice piano about 8 hours/day for 9 months to get into a good music university. But that one single dream inspired me so much that I was able to practice until my fingers blistered. Also, my father was proud to tell his friends that I broke the piano not once but twice in those 9 months from practicing so much.
The reason is that strangely, a lucid dream feels MORE real than reality, because you aren't limited by your senses, by your stamina, or by your health. You are limited only by your power of imagination.
