Nap at the Office

My employers purchased a couch for the sole purpose of taking naps on it. It’s a fabulous tool since school doesn’t have any decent place to rest.
I was just sleeping on that couch and I had some very interesting dreams.
First off, I’ve read in several studies that REM is where people dream. I don’t believe this is true. The best way, and sometimes the only way, for me to sleep is to dream my way asleep. I try to focus on blurring out my surroundings while formulating some visual scene about the fuzzyness around me. On my most recent nap, I kept sliding in and out of deep sleep. I must have shifted 6 or 7 times. It felt like an enormous sine wave, what seemed like fully awake at one end and REM at the other, neither lasting very long.

There were these two beings, human like, although I didn’t get a close look. I was too busy focusing on the two colossal gladiators they were worshiping as gods. These gladiators were almost robots, huge bulbous metalic helmets, reflecting shards of light placed around there heads. On closer inspection, the helmets were domes holding hundreds of thousands of people, as if these giant beings had each swooped up a football stadium full of bloodthirsty fans and kindly wrapped a glass ceiling to cover them. Then it became clear that all of these dome dwellers were worshiping the two tiny people on the ground.
The small ground people worshiped the giants because of their magnificent size difference. The giants were full of people just like them who looked out and saw two unworldly beings, which they delighted to concieve of as Gods.
Mentally, I wavered between the two groups, zooming in and out–a dizzying thing to do when you are bobbing up and down the sine wave of sleep. I couldn’t be sure if I should focus on the absurdity of the two people on the ground or the countless people in the domes. They both seemed so silly, although, in retrospect, the people on the ground seem rightly less silly. I would certainly marvel at two enormous beings of any kind if they towered so high over me, even if I knew they were full of people (though, the groundlings clearly did not have that knowledge).

Anyhow, I had many other detailed dreams and I remained lucid throughout all of them. I even remember a moment of paralysis, which I believe was my body entering REM. I’ve read that the Pedunculopontine nucleus is the supposed (but not proven) main trigger of REM, which also halts motor functions at that stage of sleep.

Well, I’d tell you more, but I’ve got to get to class.

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cory
3 Nov, 2005

I honestly haven’t read all of your blog on polyphasic sleep, but I read enough to confirm my suspicions. These vivid dreams are bad news. I have narcolepsy, which is basically like polyphasic sleep that is not voluntary, I’ve had it for a little over ten years. These dreams seem like a lot of fun at first, but you are actually dealing with some extremely dark content. You are dealing with spiritual evil. I don’t don’t know what your worldview is, but if you dissect that content through the right lens you’ll not like what you find. Basically much of humanity is being manipulated by what you are getting a glimpse of. We are being decieved with poetically (alligorically) encrypted content. What many people think is their imagination is not really that at all, those dreams are not the coinage of your brain. I don’t know the technical details of how existance works, but what we think is our subconscious is, is not at all, it all makes sense, just not to us. A muse with one exception is an evil spirit. I don’t know what a spirit is exactly except that God created a lot of messengers for himself; think of them as metaphysical mailmen, well, one third of them totally went against Him. They are now screwing with humanity and have been for a long time. Near as I can figure, our capacity to dream is like a means of communication with God, these messed up messengers are “spam mailing” us with stuff that makes them look good, they like to manipulate humanity. It gets to be like they treat humanity as the butt of their big jokes, we don’t know what is going on. They get people to worshiip them via generic terms, that is what a bunch of religions are based on. Sleep at night, maybe a little napping, your normal sleep cycle is a gift. Go to church.

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Atom[antic]
3 Nov, 2005

Wow. Thanks for the response. I appreciate the concern. However, I am not a God fearing man. I am from the “thou art God” school of thought and I’m not concerned with wakening my inner demons–I’ve faced them many times already. Our dreams are proof enough that we create our own realities. Waking life might be one big communal layer of consciousness. I am certain church will not help me in my scientific explorations. I’ve always enjoyed my dreams, even the strange ones. Sleep is my inner peace. If I could, I would sleep all the time. After all, in sleep, I can fully explore being God.

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