I get music and rolling credits in my dreams when I die in them
Like when I drowned in one:
It was like a screen the size of my imagination, with water.
Then music
and then credits.
Go figure.
But the dreadful ominous turn of a dream, when it goes into that
bad way.
like when I went to turn on the lights, just as the author of the thread, and they wouldnt turn on. I knew I was in a dream when this happened, and I
couldnt change it, which many times I could..
I was familiar with the
bad change, like in a movie.
But it seems I cant get out...still hate that.
Another one that happens alot is when I went to grab something and it moved away by Itself....I say here we go again I hate these damn dreams.
Then the vibrations start like a seizure and I think my eyes are open, and I feel or see something EVIL....
If you read about SP on the net. It always is associated with a feeling of malevolence.
Sleep stages and varying levels of awareness make this sort of thig happen.
If you try not to fight it and try not to scream for your life
you can get to a state of awareness where lucidity or OOBE occur.
at least that s the way it works for me and some others Ive spoke to:
After my worst case of SP ever, I held out and just let it happen...(cause it was going on night after night and I was exhausted and I didnt know what
it was yet).
Terrified I was! But I let it ride
then I felt 2 hands grab me under the arms and skyrocket me upwards.
I figured I died, especially when I ended up walking out a shed door that closed and locked behind me. I turned around, and the door read "IN". I
walked out the "IN" door, and couldnt get back out.
I was in a paradise forest with a crystal pool where I saw a deceased relative.
She was pissed and said, "Dont do this again, I thought you were
coming
A few other very wild things happened and I walked back towards the shed from which I came, it was all fallin down and it was really small...and there
was scratching and maoning comin from it, but I had to go that way and I REALLLY didnt want to go that way.
So I walked up the ramp, where a perfect icecream sunday sat (one of my favorite things).
I walked in the "OUT" door and woke up in my bed where I didnt sleep for weeks mind you.
I wouldnt go in my room
And I didnt turn off the lights for a looong ass time
--Kristine
After some research and speaking to a doctor over the net who was familiar with this, I found I wasnt as afraid..