Occansionally, I have these strange dreams, where the main thing they have in common is that they are panicky, and vertigo-inducing, like if you took a video camera and rocked it side to side very quickly. They usually start out fine, the person I am has good intentions, and wants to help the world. Not always, but usually. Then, something happens, and he turns eil, gains power and supresses people. This always happens. Then I swich to someone else, one of the opressed, usually me. The vertigo part gets worse at that point. The vision gets blurry, starts shaking and all of this. There is no way out, my mind is a haze, everyone is panicing, afaid, and no one knows what to do. Least of all myself. Then, I wake up, and I'm alot more afraid then I should be.
My most resent one is the one I want to talk about though. It's one of the ones where at first I'm good, and I think to myself "I should rise, help people, save them, this world is destroyed and I can help." Then, I woke up. I was afraid to go back to bed because I knew that it was going to be one of those dreams, and I didn't want to go back to sleep, not because of the fear, but because of the evil that the person I am will cause, the pain and suffering. Eventually, memories of these dreams throws me into hysterics. I said "I start out good, But oh no! I can't stay that way, something happens, or I bash my head 3 times!" (That is a reference to the one I had before this, where he bashed I bashed my head 3 times, screwing up my brain and turning me evil.) I was so bad that I acually bashed my head 3 times against the wall to empize my point. I was so angery I couldn't say anything more, so, after calming myself down, I decided to get up, because I had gone to bed pretty early and still had some time to do something before going back to bed. I rolled off my bed, landed in a crouching position, and suddenly noticed that the vertigo-thing felt like it was there. (It was dark out and I couldn't see well, so I couldn't be sure) I thought, "It must be my imagination.", but when I tried to stand, it felt like the earth was shaking (like the vertigo veiw) and I fell. I tried againand again, but kept falling. I'm not the type to give up, and I kept trying. I thought, "Maybe this happens when I have these dreams, and that's why I have them." Then I REALLY woke up.
I think it was a lucid dream. I was acually chosing my actions as if it were real. I just didn't realize it was a dream. Also, my dreams are usually in third-person view, this was in first-person view.
Does anyone know what it means?