"False awakening

A false awakening is a vivid dream about awakening from sleep. After a false awakening, subjects often dream they are performing daily morning rituals such as cooking, cleaning and eating. The experience is sometimes called a double dream, or a dream within a dream.

Lucidity

A false awakening may occur following an ordinary dream or following a lucid dream (one in which the dreamer has been aware of dreaming). Particularly if the false awakening follows a lucid dream, the false awakening may turn into a "pre-lucid dream", that is, one in which the dreamer may start to wonder if they are really awake and may or may not come to the correct conclusion. In a study by Harvard psychologist Deirdre Barrett, 2,000 dreams from 200 subjects were examined and it was found that false awakenings and lucidity were significantly more likely to occur within the same dream or within different dreams of the same night. False awakenings often preceded lucidity as a cue, but they could also follow the realization of lucidity, often losing it in the process.

Continuum

Another type of false awakening is a continuum. In a continuum, the subject falls asleep in real life, but in the dream following, the brain simulates the subject as though they were still awake. At times the individual can perform actions unknowingly. The movie Nightmare on Elm Street popularized this phenomenon.

]Symptoms of a false awakening

Certain aspects of life may be dramatized, or out of place in false awakenings. Things may seem wrong: details, like the painting on a wall, not being able to talk or difficulty reading (purportedly reading in lucid dreams is often difficult or impossible), or, oddly, normal types of foods gone missing. In some experiences, the subject's senses are heightened, or changed.

Realism and unrealism

Repetition

Because the mind still dreams after a false awakening, there may be more than one false awakening in a single dream. Subjects may dream they wake up, eat breakfast, brush their teeth, and so on; suddenly awake again in bed (still in a dream), begin morning rituals again, awaken again, and so forth. The philosopher Bertrand Russell claimed to have experienced "about a hundred" false awakenings in succession while coming around from a general anesthetic.

[edit]Types of false awakening

Celia Green suggested a distinction should be made between two types of false awakening:

[edit]Type 1

Type 1 is the more common, in which the dreamer seems to wake up, but not necessarily in realistic surroundings, that is, not in their own bedroom. A pre-lucid dream may ensue. More commonly, dreamers will believe they have awakened, and then either wake up for real in their own bed or "fall back asleep" in the dream.

A common false awakening is a "late for work" scenario. A person may "wake up" in a typical room, with most things looking normal, and realize he or she overslept and missed the start time at work or school. Clocks, if found in the dream, will show time indicating that fact. The resulting panic is often strong enough to jar the person awake for real (much like from a nightmare). A sense of relief almost always comes from realizing that no oversleeping actually took place.

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Type 2

The type 2 false awakening seems to be considerably less common. Green characterized it as follows:

the subject appears to wake up in a realistic manner, but to an atmosphere of suspense.[...] His surroundings may at first appear normal, and he may gradually become aware of something uncanny in the atmosphere, and perhaps of unwonted sounds and movements. Or he may "awake" immediately to a "stressed" and "stormy" atmosphere. In either case, the end result would appear to be characterized by feelings of suspense, excitement or apprehension.

Charles McCreery drew attention to the similarity between this description and the description by the German psychopathologist Karl Jaspers (1923) of the so-called "primary delusionary experience" (a general feeling that precedes more specific delusory belief). Jaspers wrote:

Patients feel uncanny and that there is something suspicious afoot. Everything gets a new meaning. The environment is somehow different—not to a gross degree—perception is unaltered in itself but there is some change which envelops everything with a subtle, pervasive and strangely uncertain light.[...] Something seems in the air which the patient cannot account for, a distrustful, uncomfortable, uncanny tension invades him.

McCreery suggests this phenomenological similarity is not coincidental, and results from the idea that both phenomena, the Type 2 false awakening and the primary delusionary experience, are phenomena of sleep. He suggests that the primary delusionary experience, like other phenomena of psychosis such as hallucinations and secondary or specific delusions, represents an intrusion into waking consciousness of processes associated with stage 1 sleep. It is suggested that the reason for these intrusions is that the psychotic subject is in a state of hyper-arousal, a state that can lead to what Ian Oswald called "micro-sleeps" in waking life. "

Seeing You

Seeing you see me honest happy made you so happy that it made me honest sad
due to the honest fact that it is such a rarity. I wanna make it not such a rarity,
honestly.

Attention

""

Actual Self Awareness

"Actual self awareness is the knowledge that you’re playing a character in someone else’s dream."

Between Dream And Nightmare

   A colleague of mine (seen as equal) once depicted and described Dream People to me. It was one of those ideas or concepts that you know so well, but it had yet to be voiced or explained by another, especially in such a simplistic manner. The subject of the discussion was lucid dreaming, and I recall thinking it was unusually pleasant to be listening to someone talk, not only on a topic of interest, but in an agreeable way. The said person was explaining how to contact another within a (lucid) dream, and the difficulties involved in attempting to do so. "There are two types of people in a dream", she stated, and it was crucial to know the difference between "dream people and the real [actual] person". It is hard, because the two kinds of people appear and look nearly identical to how a real person would and will look. 
  I was assured that the actual person would be present, but normally among the dream people. This is not to say that there is anything at all wrong with dream people, they are fairly essential to a dream, not exclusively in making a dream seem true in nature and feeling, but additionally in terms of interacting with them. Dream people socialize and collaborate in many things, with not only varying dream people, but one's self, as well as the real person(s). They can go from being hazy-face (and personality) human beings, to being specific and possibly even deceivingly important people. "You'll think it's the [significant] person that you're looking for, and it will just be a dream person". Dream people hold no truths or significance, they are plainly representations, symbols, and projections (of self or others). It is nearly as easy to mistake the nobodies for somebodies as it is to believe the reverse. But no matter what you are saying or doing to the dream people it changes/affects nothing. You are not dealing with anything at all, except for yourself (and they are good for just that). The succeeding endeavor in this process is getting the real person to recognize, and moreover accept you as being an actual person yourself. So, you eventually find the person, tryingly coerce them someway or another into comprehending this hopefully mutual understanding, and then you can finally commence in your desired outcome regarding this person (before you wake up).
   Well of all this, these phony and fictitious dream friends, acquaintances, and strangers, make up what is precisely my life.

Magicians

I believe in magic


I've witnessed radical transformations right before my eyes
and disappearing acts
they won't come back
I am either counting sheep,
or crying wolf,
usually a little of both.

I'm Worried About Entertaining You

    "Can you entertain yourself?"

        "Are you serious..?"

Stillness

"I choose to end the compulsive habit of thinking and speaking insecurities. These are not my insecurities. They were habitual thoughts passed down to me. The foundation I've lain for myself is nobel and true of heart and must be treated as such, with compassion and clarity. 

I choose to be quiet and let forthcoming answers reveal themselves without manipulation. The hyper intellectualization, wordiness, passion and superlatives (which have often driven the engine in my ego) serve to fuel the distortions of a happy life, or burn up happiness altogether. I choose to not put another log on that fire."

Fears

When waiting is measured is years.

How Long Can You Be Hung Up On A Dial Tone?

My heart drops further with every ring of this phone

so I'll cry inside my car until I get to return home

and we're surrounded, but this is where humans come to be alone

avoiding eye contact during the shared unusual behavior we will condone

some will replenish, some will read, and I park here each day to write you a poem

Down

"STRIPPED DOWN PAST NAKED"

Into The Fog

      "We can stick anything into the fog and make it look like a ghost."

Parable

"So this guy's walking next to his friend, the snake,
and the snake bites him,
and the guy acts like he can't believe that his friend just bit him,
and his friend says,
"You knew I was a snake.""

Time Passive

  and i wouldn't lie
  it's been no holiday living here
  though all the window blinds light up like fourth of july
  i've only felt the right kind of calm
  when they've strummed me slowly a night time song
  but mostly twelve months thinking about what i've done wrong
  and you would kiss me and say that it was home
  now this is home, i've passively build a world alone
  and now going elsewhere i'm feeling no kind of rush
  just another hideout for me to feel too much
  
   and i'll forget everything that he said
   just not yet, cause i'm in here
   but i can't get to bed

There's Good

"Now speak of anger,

forget all the fears you've kept about love and sex and death and faith, 

erased, or swinging sweet from around her neck and between her breasts. 

Let every lonely body finally break its fear of flesh and say,

"How strange it must've been back when we shook at the sight of sweat."

Let our worries wander out of like water streaming from a spring,

and sing of all the things our heads have failed to ruin yet. 

There's so much they have failed to ruin yet. 

Bright as lightning, loud as thunder, 

We'll move all the hurt aside to let love sustain our passions, 

And move up and onward. 

We are not our losses, we are only the extent to which we love.

So build a home for your family, and build a castle for your friends. 

Now set their beds with sheets and blankets, keep them safe until the end. 

I've felt the damage and burn from the fallout. 

My love failed but theirs prevailed. 

My friends, I'm only flesh and bone, 

but I won't let you die alone.

So leave our hearts at the foot of the mountain. 

Let our burdens be locked in the stone. 

If you will help me roll it upward, 

I won't let you die alone.

I see a beauty springing upward from the earth and from out our hearts. 

For all the bad that seems to plague us, I swear to you there's good. 

They say that death is not a problem, it's a promise, 

I can only say for sure that when it makes your bed I'll kiss your head "Goodnight."

So speak of all the love we lost, and what it cost us, 

Left us beg our breath to stop but we kept on and 

We were strong. We stayed bright as lightning, 

we sang loud as thunder, we moved ever forward. 

We are not our failures. We are love."