Living Another Life in a Recurring Dream
I would also experiment with solipsism…the concept that you are the only true being in your universe, and the world was created as you perceived it should be. In one of your worlds that could definitely be true.
Go fully “Inception” like and bend the fuck out of these worlds. I don’t think it’s possible for both worlds to be real. Not because the concept is impossible, but because I THINK it’s impossible to end up in two. Never underestimate the power of the brain, you’re doing something amazing, but one of them isn’t real.
wow. i read this only now. Mind blown *poof*
and please dont smoke a lot of pot to erase your memories, lol… as you said, you are starting to be comfortable having both these lives. its amazing how your deja vu related to your other world’s memory. maybe this will all lead to a great something… :)
(now, do i feel like a dream character? thats an interesting thought)
Emma, this sounds very similar to the TV show ‘Awake’ — you should check out that show if you haven’t already. Still though, the writer of the show must have known someone who experienced that or experienced it himself to come up with a storyline like that. This is very interesting and now I believe in past lives and parallel universes all over again. Hmm.. I wonder if you could talk to a dream expert about this…
You’d probably also like the show ‘Being Erica’ — time travel is involved, she goes back into her past to undo regrets. Anyway. This post really interests me… I guess you’re the only one who can ever know the real reason ‘why’ :)
This is fascinating beyond belief! Emma, share with us some of your future experience. What happens in the world? Major events? You remind me of the book Replay, which inspired the film Groundhog Day. In it, the hero dies in 1988 and starts his life again in college at age 18, in 1963, many times. Your situation is a mix of this book and of the TV series Awake just like others have already mentioned, which makes it all the more interesting. Do you feel older now, after having those 17 years of experince under your belt? Does the other life feel unreal once you’ve woken up from it, just like dreams normally do?
As others have said, this is very interesting and unusual. Also, whether or not “enjoying” both realities is good for you, as one of them might break down, it is probably still good that you are taking it calmly and accepting it, as this situation could easily drive I person insane… I doubt I would handle it so well myself, for example.
Anyway, I have an interesting idea that might be worth trying out. Say, you go to a known city/place that you have never been to before in both realities (if that is possible in your current circumstances), and see if things look alike, and maybe find a specific detail to look for. That way you could compare them, but I don’t think it would necessarily break down one of the realities. If only one reality is real, and you go there in that reality first the dream may mimic what you remember, so it could be smart to try both ways. So first going somewhere in the city as your 36 year old self and then your 19 year old, and then the other way around. Or do two completely different cities/places in different orders.
I know that got a bit messy, but I hope you get my point. Anyway, just an idea.
@emmaelizabeth, I also have been having this happen. I had it happen when I was younger, and now again when I am 36.
@emmaelizabeth, that same thing has been happening to me from the past 4 years now… and it has been more than just one life… It’s fascinating, sure! But from my personal experience, it can be confusing as hell. I could suggest you to make “anchors” to separate different lifes… those anchors can be any object that reminds you the most important things in the life you are living currently.
As to the question… “What is real?”, from what I understood from life itself, everything you can feel, sense, believe or think, just IS… despite all the philosophical mumbo-jumbo… AND just because it IS, makes it real to you… And that’s the important thing!
What about the time? Do you feel, that one of your dreams last longer time than the other?
@graschi, For real it’s crazy everything about it. Think about it your brain tells you what is real and what is not. Pain is what your brain tells you it is same with taste. Everything in my every day dream is nothing strange it’s just life stuff. I don’t talk to my wife about it because it makes her feel like I am crazy. Funny how the mind works. My other life is very normal I work in insureance and live in Man chester. My wife in my dream worlds name is Ashly she’s nice.
@emmaelizabeth, what you’re describing sounds amazing, Watch Mister Nobody, that film introduces this subject well I believe.
Also I think that what you have experienced is just, and most importantly, an experience, just like any in your life. That this experience is “unusual” does not make it any less a part of all other experiences experienced. Questions that if it is real or not doesn’t seem very important. Life includes many mysterious things ^^
That’s really fascinating! But i won’t like to live two lifes at the same time, it could be confusing and depressing if one life is better than another…
Also you say that this older life is the life you have always DREAM for your future… i’m not saying that it’s a dream for sure but our mind can create very impressive experiences…
What about the faces? Can you remember faces from “one life” to the other. I’ve heard that you only can see faces you all ready have seen in real life – in a dream.
@graschi, Funny I can remember every aspect as clear as if it were really happening. For instance I can read in my dreams. No blurry Newspapers or books everything is clear. Faces of people funny it freaked me out at first. The very first dream was crazy like out of a movie. I woke up in a hospital and was told I was in a coma for the past 3 months. I did not know anyone or where I was or anything I was told I had a high fever form pneumonia that caused my brain to cook and put me into a coma. And that they suspect that I am suffering from brain damage that caused amnesia. Then I met my dream wife Ashley and went through rehab for a few weeks and went home. I told my wife that she was a dream and all of it was a dream. I even stayed down stairs in our house for the first week I was home. Mind you I would wake up in my real life and be like that is so crazy. Now I just accept it. It’s been happening for the past few months every night. I enjoy going to bed now. Sometimes I wake up tired from my dreams. I stopped trying to figure it out.
I don’t really have much to add except that I find this absolutely fascinating if you’re for real. Also, I don’t believe in coincidences, so however this ends up, I firmly believe this is happening for a reason. I think you should keep alert and look for important signs.
Maybe consider visiting a tarot reader in both worlds. Even if you don’t believe in that sort of thing, this is obviously an abnormal phenomenon you’re experiencing. Might as well try anything you can.
@beardlike, Or I just might enjoy living two lives for as long as I can. I have noticed that I have taken on a few of my alter self’s traits. Like drinking tea and being more down to earth instead of so happy go lucky all the time. And my yard and house chores are all done now. In other words I don’t put things off as much as I used to…
Since she never replied I guess we are all dream characters in a dream in her mind and she finally woke up:)
@emmaelizabeth, If I were you I’d keep track of everything and try to notice the differences in each world, technology for example. In the long run it’s probably not a smart move to get attached to having two lives and not knowing which one is real, but that doesn’t mean you can’t explore it. It sounds awesome, you could probably write a book about it.
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That is really fucking cool! The closest thing that has ever happened to me like that is “waking up” in a second dream, getting ready for the day, then actually waking up. Fucking sucks to do boring shit twice.
@generaltitsvonchodehoffen, Sure but thank God it’s not turning into a dream with in a dream with in a dream type of thing that would be freaky as hell. I have had some freaky stuff happen real creepy stuff! I asked my dream wife where we live and so when I woke up I goggled it and this is what came up, the location of a nursing home that was called Courville<— My last name is Courville and I did not enter that into the search part of the Google. I took a screen shot of it. Also I work taken care of elderly people for the state of Idaho and have never stepped foot out of Idaho my whole life!
@courville, This is exactly what I goggled Notice I did not have my last name entered in the search and it’s a place on the other side of the united states a place I have never been or seen.
—>Residents near Crystal lake Park, Bodwell Road, Manchester, NH<—
It’s been over a year now since I wrote this thread. Let me first say, I’m sorry for leaving the discussion so quickly. Rather than addressing all the fine points brought up, which I have just finished reading, I thought I would update everyone on my current situation. Oh, how my life has drastically changed.
TL;DR: I became very sick, went into a surgery with a 15% survival rate, and lived. So I dropped out of college, started traveling the world.
So here is the long story… (with some needed background).
The life I had one year ago seemed perfect. I was very health conscious, running 4-6 miles everyday, eating all organic. I mean, I drank Kale juice for breakfast. I was a prime example of health and of person. I was a perfectionist, with a 3.9 GPA and big dreams. Big dreams of the “perfect” all-american-suburban-country-club life. This was the life I came from and all I have ever known. I was a trust fund prep-school kid. My parents own a hedge fund, and my childhood consisted of sailing and playing tennis in New England. Part of me had always dreamed of adventure, but I told myself that that life wasn’t an option for “someone like me.” I kept this reckless romantic quiet for the most part, but every now and then it would tear me apart. I would look at the so-called “perfection” around me and would only be disgusted by the absurd superficiality of it all. I longed for the road, for the mountains; I dreamed of pursuing my passion for life.
If you ever needed a push to go out and live the life you always dreamed of, then let this be it.
@emmaelizabeth, It’s 05:08 AM where I am in the world and I have just read this entire thread for the first time, I’m completely amazed. I’m so happy you got through it, fair play to you for keeping a solid head through all of that! It must have been an incredible experience. A lotta respect for you. :)
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