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I used the Lucid Dreaming mode on the Ananda app for this experiment. The tones brought me to a light sleep. The app woke me up with a chime when my 30 minute session was done, at which point I took off my headphones and fell into a deep sleep.
My dream was long and seemed to continue most of the night, continuing even after I woke up and fell back asleep several times.
I spent the entire dream in or directly outside of a large building with lots of rooms – like a hotel – with lots of my friends. The dream was detailed and complex...
I was surprised by how effective the binaural beats were. I used iDoser hypnagogia and I did that thing where my body falls asleep but my mind stays awake. I was on my back, left hand on my heart, right arm above my head in full surrender, the position in which I have the best dreams. Interestingly, a fire truck went by and I could only hear half the siren. If you can imagine the sound waves rippling up then down, I only heard the downslope of each sound wave. Very strange.
I became immersed in hypnagogic images all sliding into each other....
I tried the lucid dreaming setting and found that really annoyed me – gave me a buzzy feeling in my head like too much caffeine – so I switched to the theta REM setting and dropped quickly into hypnagogia. I could hear my voice narrating scenes of things that existed at boundaries and the way they belonged to two worlds and that even if they left the boundary, they’d carry the marks with them. It was mostly physical manifestations – a house in the midst of a very urban neighborhood that was patinated with city grime on...
I *really* like the binaural beats thing; I could feel my mind become very active as soon as I started the app, and was surprised how easily I could sense the left ear/right ear difference – it felt like a whisper in a crowded room that drew my attention. I had a long run of scattered hypnagogic events (not really dreams, just images, coming too quickly to write them down) and then settled in to the dream I tweeted, about the sound of the waves, which was the sound above the binaural beat in the app I used.
I was lying on in the sand on...
I had a few dreams, all of which included a similar cast of characters.
The first dream I was in a hotel room. It had that neutral quality that lacked the intimate touches you would normally find in someone’s home. There were a few people in the room, it had the vibe of a small party with people laughing and chatting. The person who stood out to me was a dark haired man named Tony. He was very cheerful and friendly and at some point he came over to me and laid his head in my lap and gazed up at me with love and adoration. I had this...
I get a sense of reality shifting, feel as if it is coming undone. I hear the ping of metal fasteners, see that dark panels of sky are sliding aside to reveal bright light behind them, look down at my arm and notice that the hair on it is no longer attached and that it’s losing its shape. I hear distant voices, strain to understand them and know that they are the mechanics of the universe. Bolts and springs, some of them incredibly tiny, fly everywhere as reality tears itself apart.
SOUND RECORDING. CLICK IMAGE TO PLAY: I tried to capture a recording of a hypnagogic state for seven months with a voice activated recorder by my head when I napped or fell asleep. I kept trying to narrate the state and I knew I was close, but every time I tried, I woke myself up. I finally captured this one. I’ve been trying for a long time to record another one, but it’s very hard to do.
I am enveloped into a dream. The empty void of my awareness pulls me into a reality that is as real as any I’ve experienced. As I rouse from blissful unconsciousness I feel a weight on my chest. Sleepy and unable to move I become aware of a presence in the blackness of the room. It’s a strangely familiar sensation. I know you, I think from the blur of slumber. I become aware of an ecstatic warmth between my legs.
There’s a pressure, a pleasure, and I awake fully within a conscious dream to find someone… or something… making love to...
In waking reality, I lie down on a couch at a book launch party for Xenolinguistics. I enter a hypnagogic state.
A cubist style man sitting in a chair operates a big industrial looking machine that rotates around, places his glasses on his face, then places a drink in his hand. Then he becomes a large framed painting from the waist up, sitting in a leather wing chair atop the legs of a man.
During this hypnoidal dream, I am also listening to my friend Jason, standing near me at the book launch, telling someone about the installation of his...
I was with this wrinkled old brown guy in a wired hat/ headdress thing, maybe some sort of shaman, and I could tell he had a fiery tongue before he spoke because his whole mouth glowed so brightly that I could see his jaws and teeth through his flesh, like an X-ray. He spoke to me, but not in a way that I could understand, leaving glyph-like cinders hanging in the air.