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For me: - Memories of nature scenes and abstract thoughts feel most vivid and straight-forwardly real - Some memories of dreams are very vivid and thus feel real (= they feel like my memories that have something to do with me) - Memories of social interactions tend to feel unreal and bizarrely random .. like looking at a ciricular triangle - Memories which involve my wife, kids & step-kids feel both un-real and hyper-real at the same time |
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They have technology that can see through your eyes. You can let them know you know this by flipping yourself off in the mirror. It's possible that this is all a dream while you're in a coma and people have sex with your unconscious body like the movie Kill Bill. I only have omega male memories, people not allowing me to do things, or making fun of me, enslaving me. But I suspect that's because those memories are in the worst videogame called Google Earth, which is so bad that everyone is forced to play it, and where I don't even want to bother gaining experience points. The only good thing to do in the Google Earth video game is to emulate other videogames inside it and play them instead. So for example I have memories of playing this game recently: And I beat it with only 6 lives motherfucker! Can you beat it in less than 6 lives? I touched the wall in my landlord master's property because I thought it might just be a texture like in doom2 but it had tactile properties, which maybe only loaded when I actually touched it. If you wake up will reality be better or worse than the dream? |
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Funny you should mention memories of dreams. Lately my memories of dreams are somewhat more anchored in reality than my “real” memories. Like clear pictures from an alternate dimension, if not reality. There really is a sense that I’ve “lived” them, that these dreams took place somewhere real. |
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Also who said that we dream in black and white? What a load of old bollocks! |
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Yep. I guess what I would say is roughly this: Dreams express where one’s psyche is. One’s psyche is most definetly real. So dreams show really where one is. ... but that leaves open the question of what the psyche really is 🌫👻 |
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Perception is memory, by the time our ancient channels have integrated the present it's the past. Maybe the realness / definiteness is on a bell curve, from most recent being indefinite, to medium-distant being most definite, to very distant past becoming indefinite again, except in the dreams where I am travelling under and through endless city bridges and tunnels. That shit's more real than real life. Last night I dreamed the missus had redecorated our living room in vaporwave colours, all pink and violet and peachy orange and blue, with laser grids. She does really like that turquoise-teal blue so it could happen. My point being yes we definitely dream in colour. |
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the brain is constantly wiring back into itself. i feel memory is a skill, to a certain degree, and by extension, so is meta-memory: "how old is this memory?" i will ask myself. i've always had a bit of a natural feel for this: "oh, that's a super old memory," i'll think. i can just tell from the tone of it. if i'm not doing anything important, i will sit there and work out as precisely as i can when the memory is from, and compare that with my initial reading of how old it was. through this, more connections are formed, accuracy increases it's like a strange sort of analog relational database |
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Yeah, but was I was trying to say is that the places in my dreams, the “physical setting” is as real as anything irl for me right now. Even in terms of memories. |
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I've only had one dream in black and white and even then my dad's grotesque pumpkin head was bright orange until my mum chopped it off. |
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for me most memories are like dim visual imprints like someone has put developing fluid on a sticky transfer and an image on my brain but taken it off slightly too early, if I really think about them I can get a more solid image, perhaps under hypnosis they would come back better |
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i have a number of recurring places in my dreams, usually in my hometown... i haven't been there since i was in my teens but apparently my subconscious has unifinished business. it's all slightly "off" though, and it's usually this that wakes me up, or very occasionally lets me go lucid. while i'm dreaming (non-lucidly) i'm usually under it's spell; it feels as real as typing this, even if i'm only watching the action. when i wake up i sometimes wonder "where" exactly dreams take place though. collective unconsciousness etc. sleep is such an important mechanism for living things, i'm.not sure what evolutionary advantage dreaming confers but i'm glad we do. dreaming iz kule |
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memories though, i can only see sort of totemic scenarios to do with people. it's like i've got.very clear images but i can't link them ťo lanhuage. dunno |
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*language |
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instant hook-up game that mid-air dash felt pretty innovative dreams of unicorns anybody? |
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they mostly feel like colors to me |
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there is a certain type of memory which feels different. the one that appears somewhere after i read a post, had a conversation, watched a movie when i suddenly feel like i have posted on that topic before but the thread was years ago, or i had that conversation before, or seen that movie but only realize this way after. its unlike the absolute certainty of a déja vu. it often is the slightest hint or suspicion that i have seen/read etc.. this before. it seems most likely to me that in fact have seen/read etc.. that before and simply forgot all about it, but the memory is so faint i cannot connect it to anything else, like the situation or time it ocurred before, thus making it impossible to tell if i really have already seen/read it etc.. or not... it may just be that feeling to know something; similar to a déja vu |
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dreams can be sneaky. there have been moments where i've had to sit there for a bit; sort out: was that a dream or a memory? |
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