Have you ever felt a deep personal connection to a person you met in a dream only to wake up feeling terrible because you realize they never existed?

This is so awkward, and then if you see them you get a feeling that you guys are friends but in reality they have no idea who you are...

This usually happens after a sex dream with an acquaintance. You spend the rest of the day thinking, Oh god.. they know.

This happened to me once. Back in college some random girl added me on Facebook. She thought she met me at a party but was mistaken. I didn't think much of it. A few nights later had a dream where me and her were just hitting it off. Just having a crazy good time doing nothing and we kind of fell for each other in the dream.

I woke up not sure what to think. Went on the Facebook, did the creepy "you seem cool, we should hang out" message. And low and behold we started dating. We dated on and off for about a year. She never was as cool as she was in the dream though..... A real let down.

EDIT: After a year I told her about the dream and everything... She thought it was cute and rewarded me with a BJ. When being a creep works! haha

I had a dream about someone I work with. The classic movie romance cliche; We had this epic adventure, really "learned" alot about each other end up getting romantically involved, that sort of thing. Before that I had no romantic feelings for her and barely talked, now i feel like i have a crush on her.

Oh goodness, same here. I recently had a dream that myself, two of my housemates, my half-brother's half-sister (his mom's kid from her second marriage), a girl I knew from high school, my ex-boyfriend, and a few famous actors were in some sort of holocaust situation and hiding out in an abandoned building, Anne Frank-style.

I've only met my half-brother's half-sister like 10 times in my life. Now I think of her as someone who helped get us rations when we were trying to survive. She was a teacher in the dream and since she was considered an essential member of society, she was allowed to not be in hiding/a concentration camp.

She's not even a teacher in real life.

See, I've only ever had the opposite happen. I had an extremely terrible nightmare once, where everyone I know had a party at the waffle house where I worked. It was as if the entire store was revamped into a typical 80's just-turned-21 kegger. I found a dead body at the party, and after a while of following clues, I was lead to the fact that everyone had murdered this person to frame me as the killer, and I looked up and they were all just grinning evilly at me like "Oooh he finally figured it out." And began laughing at me and crowding around me to where I couldn't move. All my family members, best friends, people I haven't seen in forever, just fucking laughing at me and yelling and crowding around me.

I actually didn't hang out with anyone for a couple of days after that. I was going through a weird time lol.

Happened to me last night

This happened to me last night! It was a odd dream but summed up; I was hanging out with this fairly attractive girl (whom of which I have never spoken to in person) in Heaven. I don't know why it was located there for we weren't even dead, just seemed like a cool place to go on a date. Well in the end of the dream we ended up doing the do... in heaven... and now I can hardly look at her anymore. I came super close to telling her about it today because I suppose God decided to troll me and arrange destiny so that I'd have to awkwardly walk next to her through the hallway. But I chickened out. Guess she will forever me the girl I went on a date with in Heaven, then proceeded to hump.

TL;DR: Shouldn't of banged her in heaven.

I dreamt about someone from high school I was barely friends with and barely spoke to the other day. Really strange. Not sexual, just an adventure.

This.I had one of THOSE dreams about this girl i had a crush on,and now i can never see her the same way again.

Actually reminds me of a time I was on LSD, talking via IM to my ex (gf at the time). She was really insecure about falling in love and was kinda walled off to the idea. And that night, it felt like everything fell into place, like everything would be perfect from there on, like I had gotten through to her. Spoke to her again the next day and she didnt remember the conversation at all. My heart shrunk 3 sizes that day

If this ever happened to anyone I know and I as the subject, I would want to know and it makes me depressed that I never will for fear they won't tell me, but I don't blame them.

As I posted in another comment, the same thing happens with me, but more often with... girls... who I barely know. I never told anyone this in particular because I always looked at it and thought it was creepy to myself, and also because why would I fall in 'love' in my dream with a girl I don't even know or wasn't really attracted to prior to that? Weirdest thing. I always would feel really awkward after seeing them again, sometimes even, and this weirds me out, attracted to them and once even developing a minicrush that only lasted a day or two, and the feeling would last a few days until things just went back to normal and I forgot. The brain is such a fascinating and yet horrifying device. I don't get why any of that ever happened, but I write it off as a desire to be loved and cared for, not at all strange and just a basic human want.

You are waiting for a train...

She only asked you to do that because she was bitter and was all hung up on you for 100 years and then it turns out you 'moved on' no problems like the minute you died and probably fucked multiple ghost bitches in the afterlife while she was hanging around haunting people all the time.

Eating popcorn

Serious question: Was there a dream reason for you being able to kill yourself when you were already dead, or was it something that didn't even come up?

So you died twice in your dream? did you like have a 1-UP bro?

I totally remember reading this once before! :D

That was cool, but now you have to go on an epic search to see if the house actually exists.

Maybe that really did happen, but only in your past life!

OK. Done with Reddit for now. I've actually seen this posted before. Time to be productive!

Rodan, like the giant pterodactyl enemy of Godzilla?

http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRE_iDb79OU/TkxPC93m_HI/AAAAAAAAAcY/b6P_XlInNZ0/s1600/rodan.jpg

Maybe you're a repressed racist?

And the Daily Mail ruins another life (yes, this counts).

Use your job at the Daily Mail to get close to their inner sanctum, and then punch Richard Littlejohn directly in the taint.

Lazy bastards, you guys never get the washing done when I send you to do it....

I'm sorry, I laughed my ass off a "Rodan."

I lost it over this, it's hilarious. It reminds me of a dream my father had and later told me about, as well; he got very angry about the comments Jeremy Clarkson made about last year's strikes, having taken part himself, and the next night had a dream that his car broke down in the middle of nowhere, and the only person there was Jeremy Clarkson, but he refused to ask him for help.

That's my name!

and you want to be a paperback writer.... PAPERBACK WRITER!!

Maybe you are meant to go to England to reform the daily mail.

You fell in love with (a fictional Japanese mutated pterosaur)[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rodan]?

FUS RO DAN

When pleasure was, in dreaming, sure I had a dream of love so pure That angels shout when whispers sang Into the air, then voices rang To shout out their, "I love you" And that was when I, dreaming, knew That in all the world there will never be Another love as yours for me. But I awoke and in sorrow found No traces of you were still around And remembering the dream before I closed my eyes to dream once more.

her husband John Lennon also had inspiring words

Is that a tragic manga or novel or something?

I had a dream when I was a very small boy about an Asian girl named So that lived next door to me and we were best friends. To be clear, she didn't exist in real life, and I'd never even seen an Asian person before. About 20 years later, I met a girl with an incredibly similar name in college, and we've been best friends for about 10 years. I love her with all my heart, and I always wonder if I would have overlooked her if I hadn't had that one dream, which is really the only dream I can remember from my childhood.

I had a dream when I was probably eight or nine which was, essentially, a simplified version of the plot of The Goonies (which I hadn't seen at that point in my life). I was friends with a cute, witty, courageous red-haired girl with a ponytail and a light blue hoodie, and we would have kid-style treasure-hunting adventures together frequently in the woods.

One day we stumbled upon a cave, and we knew there was treasure to be had if we worked our way deep enough into it. A series of Indiana-Jones-style puzzles unfolded that we methodically solved together, until we found ourselves running down a crumbling spiral staircase made of stone, to a stone doorway which was slowly closing. We saw it at the same time, both instantly knowing that only one of us would make it through in time. I looked at her, and she smiled, kissed me on the cheek, and pushed me through, saying, "See you on the other side!"

I woke up sobbing because this girl had become my best friend in the space of a dream, and I knew I'd never see her again.

Well that's creepy. When I was six or so I had a recurring dream I was trapped in a dream world and couldn't get out. Each night when I fell asleep, I would wake up in this nightmare world. At first, it started in a yard (my school playground, which was a yard next to a parking lot), but I became more and more trapped. As each dream progressed, the yard became more fenced in until it became a room. The windows were slowly blocked up and the doors opened onto walls. As it got darker, the walls got redder. I remember this big dark room, with red velvet carpets, and heavy red drapes on dark wooden walls. Very "heavy" and oppressive feeling.

This evil force was communicating with me, but it was in the walls, never visible. The most frightening thing was that there was absolutely no one else around.

I vaguely remember that there may have been another child at one point who disappeared. I shit you not, I am not making this up.

But if, somehow, this was a legit thing that happened, and I was indeed the little girl in your dream, don't worry, it worked out. I escaped.

That's an awesome premise for a story! You should write some kind of story from it Yewbert, and if you don't I will!

I see a movie/book here. What if your dream world were actually an alternate reality which you can only enter while dreaming, and your purpose in that world was to save that girl's life? So here's how the story would go, you have this recurrent dream with a progressing plot as a child and then it stops entirely. Then you grow up, maybe like 20something and something happens in your awake life that reminds you very deeply of the dream, maybe you IRL see someone who existed only in your dream, not a kid but like a teacher or some adult who you could still recognize after 20 years. You start to remember your dream world, and then, as you dream over the next couple days, you have regular dreams which are interrupted for a few second by this other dream world. You realize that this dream world is so much more real than any other dreams you have had. You decide you want to go back, so you do a lot of research about seeding a dream, etc. (heres where the pseudoscience comes in), and you follow some instructions you find to prompt yourself to dream about it. Maybe the instructions are just as simple as putting tons of reminders of that dream world around yourself IRL and constantly seeing images and hearing sounds that remind you. Then, you take some muscle relaxants so you'll be totally still but clear of mind and you go to sleep. You start to have a normal dream but you get another interruption, and this time, as it fades, you fight to hold onto it, and suddenly you are plummeted into the dream world once again. Okay reddit, here's where the story really begins, you finish the rest.

You didn't fail her. She made good her escape because of your help. Hence the dreams were no longer necessary. The dreams only came because she needed help. She's free man, don't feel guilty! You helped free her. Now if she come back as an intergalactal tyrant, feel free to regret your actions.. but till then, you did well :)

Sounds like the plot for the anime series A Dark Rabbit has Seven Lives.

She was a real girl, visiting that world, just like you until she got trapped. Since you didn't save her in time, she became one of them. you managed to escape, for now, but eventually they will come back for you... she will come back for you.

Well next time just make sure you're not late by one night. That little girl trusted you and now is prisioner of the faceless-evil FOREVER. Way to go.

Ok so am I the only person who think this would make a great movie plot? About a kid who meets a girl in real life, then she disappears suddenly. No one knows where she is, she just vanished. Then the boy starts seeing her in his dreams and she's trapped in the schoolyard,and he plots to rescue her

What kind of schoolyard was it?

I could see this being the beginning of a good play or movie.

You should watch this movie. Here's the torrent.

That poor little girl. You should try and go back now, better late then never.

What was your plan? How were you going to get her out?

The saddest thing is that the little girl was real and she actually stopped dreaming about you.

for some reason this reminds me of Ico

This really reminds me of Neil Gaiman's The Sandman: A Game of You. If this book is any indication, sometime during your late twenties, the dream will begin to invade your reality. Or something.

Oh god I told myself I wasn't going to cry...

WTF, this is strangely one of the most touching things I've ever read. Can I steal this?

You should hone your writing skills and turn this into a movie script.

You should probably make this into a children's book.

Good plot for a book.

The force speaks to us in many ways.

YOU JUST LEFT HER THERE ALONE!?!?!?!?!?!?

Directed by- oh nevermind.

I also had the same recurring dream for years, also about a little girl who needed to escape. I tried to help her - I don't remember the details of this - but I remember that I ended up having to kill her because dream-me decided it was better for her to die than to suffer endlessly.

The first time I ever consciously remembered the dream after waking up was when I was 22, and for some reason, I knew at that moment that I had been having that dream since I was about 7 or 8, and that I had carried around that guilt my entire life. Realizing it was all just a dream was weirdly cathartic.

TL;DR: subconsciously felt guilty about killing a little girl, turns out it was just a dream

Maybe someday you'll dream yourself as an adult with a lightsaber and save the day.

Am I the only one who thinks this would make a great movie? It could start off in real life, with a little boy and girl as friends. Then the little girl just disappears after doing something strange, maybe like walking between two trees or going into a cave. One night the boy has a dream of a dark playground. He walks around and sees the girl lying asleep under the monkey bars. He wakes her up and she explains that she is trapped here by the "Dark Dreamer" etc creepy name. He has to find a way to free her from the dream world before she is lost forever..etc

That's incredible! You should consider reading The Sandman series by Neil Gaiman, it's mostly about dreams.

In particular, one story arc features a woman who had a persistant fantasy world in her dreams her whole life. Her frineds in her dream world are then threatened by a sinister being, and then also tries to help the people in her dream who are in trouble, similar to your experience.

I'm actually writing a story about this. Except that in the story she is real, it just takes years for them to meet.

Holy crap, this sounds like a stereotypical Star Trek plot.

Oh, you just had to go and remind me, didn't you?

Jerk.

That's such an amazing movie. I need to go watch that now.

Damn it, I need to watch that movie again.

Oh god yes. I had a dream about ten years ago.

In my dream, I was sitting on the benches of a stadium. It was empty since the game had just ended. There was a man there as well and he came up to talk to me. The funny thing is I couldn't see his face. It was only just a beige blur. We spent hours sitting there and talking until the sun was setting and the sky was orange. Then we both stood up and he held out his hand. Even though I couldn't see his face, his hand was so clearly defined. It was strongly built but his skin looked smooth. I took his hand and the most intense feeling of warmth, happiness and just fulfillment flooded into me.

Scenes started quickly whizzing past as I held onto his hand. We went to the carnival, rode on the ferris wheel, went back to my old school, took a walk in the countryside. All the time we never let go of our hands. They were all scenes where we were happy.

Finally, the scenes stopped whizzing by and we were at the beach. He was standing in front of me again and we were holding hands. Then, we slowly let go. For some reason, I turned around and when I turned back to look, he was gone. Only the orange sun setting on the ocean's horizon remained. The scene faded to black and a few hours later I woke up. It felt like we had grown old together and he had left me.

Bingo. and the first words out of my mouth when I wake up and realize it was a dream:

"aww fuck"

Worse than this is the "YAY WE'RE BACK TOGETHER" dreams after recent breakups.

That fucking feel, man.

This happened to me last night. I've never had a girlfriend or anyone that's ever just liked me for me. The girl in my dream was so kind and beautiful, and the more I acted like myself, the more she seemed to dig me. It was a feeling of love and happiness that I've never felt. You can imagine how I felt when I woke up and I was still the same lonely piece of shit that I was when I went to sleep.

I had a similar dream just last week, though I didn't feel overly terrible when I woke up, I just kinda missed this girl who my sub-conscious had made up for the whole day even though I knew she wasn't real. Though judging from the fact that a short time ago I broke up with the first person who I can honestly say that I loved and I have been missing that form of interaction I suppose it is a little expected that my sub-conscious mind would reflect that.

This sums me up at this moment... let me find a corner to cry.

I feel like we're the same person. I really like your u/n, by the way

This happened to me a few times. The most recent dream began with a fight (of all things), and I was looking for someone named Laci. She pulls up in front of my house and seeing her makes me realize two things: I loved her and I fucked up somehow by being overbearing.

I sit down at a table with her and pour out my heart and apologize for being overbearing at times, and that I only did it because I've never been in a relationship and I never want to see her leave. She jump-hugs me and knocks me to the ground. The last words I remember her saying were "I love you".

And then I woke up. That was a hell of a day.

I can still vaguely remember what she looks like, and how she looked at me. It breaks my heart even more than a decade later. The only thing keeping us apart in my dream, was that I had just started dating someone in the real world, and I didn't want to cheat on her, even though the dream girl was clearly preferable. I'm pretty sure the dream was mostly about my inability to make hard decisions like that, even when it's clearly in my best interests.

Either way, my brain is infinitely more evil than I've given it credit for. It created the perfect being I can never have, and then never let me see her again. And now that I've been married for a while, it would just be weird anyway.

I've taken to seeing dreams as alternate realities, because most of the time, not one single person I know makes an appearance, nor do I remember they exist. So there's a chance, if I don't then mind feeling guilty upon waking. ;)

I know that feeling, especially the haze over the rest of the day. It's such a profound feeling of melancholy. It's somewhere between a heartwarming reminiscence and a gut-wrenching sadness. The worst part is slowly forgetting everything about the person as the day goes by.

That didn't happen for one, my first dream like this. I was young, probably 11 or 12. The girl took me by the hand and showed me the unadulterated joy of life. I was happier than seems possible in waking hours. Her name was Kate, and I haven't forgotten her, 13 years later.

I have had multiple dreams over the years of a blonde woman (strange, I prefer brunette). I can never remember her face, or much of the dreams at all, what I do recall is the most intense feelings of happiness, intimacy and love you can imagine. When I wake up I feel like shit for a week or more, realizing I have never even come close to realizing feelings this strong IRL, been dating my current girlfriend for about 5 years, told her about it once and she wouldn't talk to me for a few days, it's just a dream, but fuck can dreams mess with your head.

I left this in another thread but here it is.

About two months ago I had a dream in which I fell in love with an incredible girl, and we got married. I remember in the dream during the wedding ceremony, on that podium, I thought she was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. We had kids, we had some really wonderful times and we grew old together. In the end, she was old and fragile and lying in her bed in a beautiful white dress, surrounded by our kids and grandkids. I was holding her hand when she passed away, in a graceful smile. I held on to her cold hand, and my heart was filled with such sorrowness.

Right then I woke up, alone in my bed, back in my empty apartment in the middle of the night.

Thankfully, I have known what it is to be that happy a couple of times in real life, and it's a wonderful feeling.

The truly worrying thing is occasionally, just occasionally, I will still have a dream like this, and I get the same feeling when I wake up.

I know that feel, bro.

Fucking brain.

amen. probably the best song I ever wrote was based on this happening to me. scumbag brain -> here, have consolation inspiration.

same. I've been head over heels in love so many times in dreams, and I'm pretty sure I could never love someone that hard IRL, because in my dreams I have no fear. I've never really been properly in love in real life (foreveralone lv. 64 - artisan) but I know exactly what it feels like, because I've been in love in dreams. bizarre.

I found that happiness in real life, I woke up from that as well.

I pretty much get this dream bi weekly. I just really would like someone to be with is all.

I don't mean to sound weird, but are you pretty and do you have blonde hair? I only ask because my "dream girl" does apparently, and I am not entirely convinced she does not exist.

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This might be the most heartbreaking comment I've read so far

I don't think anyone is ever really qualified for parenting, but you learn as it happens. Maybe look into adopting? It could make you quite happy and you could help some kiddo out and make their life that much richer during childhood.

You should totally get a daughter.

Why aren't you "qualified"?

As father to two children, let me be likely not the first and hopefully not the last person to inform you that there is no such thing as "qualified" when it comes to being a parent. It's like saying some people are more qualified than others to live life. The parents who present themselves as being qualified are usually the shittiest parents of the bunch. All they have is a facade.

I'm not advocating rushing out to find a spouse and have children; just don't close yourself off to the opportunity.

I aww'd.

I feel the same way. I'd love to, but I don't think it's in the cards for me. My brother is having a kid soon. I'm excited because I think it's the closest I'll come to being a dad.

I had somewhat the same dream. When I woke up and realized I had been dreaming I was very sad and missed her. My heart almost ached for someone who never was.

this is pretty creepy. i used to get bronchitis often (every 2 or three months) and one time it was particularly bad. i had friends checking in on me making sure i took my meds regularly and one friend made a lot of echinacea tea and made sure i drank it regularly.. i have no memory of this time. during that time i lived a completely different life. it wasnt ten years though just a few weeks. up until i got sick i was very unhappy with life in general. very depressed a lot of the time and even suicidal. my best friend had died recently and basically my whole life sucked and i could not find ways to fix it.

during these few weeks where i was "out" i managed to find ways to fix most of these problems. my friend even came back. i was super happy, met a great girl. huge promotion at work. EVERYTHING was better.

one afternoon my friend and i were hanging out at our favorite bar and i realized i hadnt shown him any of the tatoos i got while he was dead. i went to show him the one i got in memorial of him and it was literally dripping off my skin. as were all the other tatoos i had gotten since his death. at that point it occured to me that he was dead.. that i somehow had a child with this woman i had met a few weeks ago and that the bar we were in was abandoned and empty and lined with cobwebs which i had noticed before but it didnt seem weird until just that moment.

that whole existance ends there in that abandoned bar.. no more story there. i assume this is when i started walking around on my own again but i still have no memory of that either. in fact i have no memory of anything for a week after i "woke up" and started walking around again. during that week my friends tell me i didnt speak or make eye contact. rarely ate in front of anyone (they left food out for me. they came back to an empty dish. i didnt die.. i must have been eating.) i have no memory of any of this. my first memories kick back in while im at work.

it was difficult to cope with this. to finally get all this weight off my shoulders and finally be happy again. to finally put thatpart of my life behind me was the best feeling ive ever experienced. and then to wake up and find out thats not real is hard. its hard to accept as reality. every night you go to bed expecting to wake up in that dream world and learn that bad world was actually the dream. never happened.

this was three or four years ago now. sometimes when i'm really stressed out little pieces will creep into dreams. the dripping tatoos for example. but the one that haunts me the most is every once in awhile i will have a dream where im on the couch with my son (the same from above) and my wife is in the kitchen doing something. the phone rings and i answer and it's my current girlfriend. she asks what the noise is and i say "thats my son" and as soon as i say that it becomes obvious to me that she isnt the mother and shes not my wife in the kitchen. then i wake up.

i know its my stupid brain screwing with me but something in my head that i cant quite explain KNOWS that this is reality that hasnt yet come to pass. or a reality i missed the turn for. its SO real. its actually caused some problems between myself and my girlfriend because in the back of my brain i know someday i will meet my wife and this is temporary.

i've had doctors try to tell me im making this all up.. its pretty scary for someone to come up and explain almost the same thing without ever hearing me explain it before.. like this could be an actual thing. i feel for you dude. i cant explain how painful it is to lose something that great. and then have to try to explain to yourself that you never had it to begin with.

i have a question though.. do you ever run across things like that lamp "in the real world"? does it terrify the hell out of you? years later i still have moments where i think i see something glitchy like that and the anxiety is instant. like im about to lose my reality again.

wow dude. scary day now. thanks for posting this. i've never talked about this before and its somehow comforting to write it all down.

update: Over the years a bunch of people have reached out to me about this post. It's been 7 years as of this update since I wrote the above. I've married my girlfriend, moved across the country, bought a house, changed careers. I'm happy now, and when friends from back then visit with me, they tell me I'm a totally different person now, and that they are happy I'm still even alive, let alone happy and healthy. My wife and I are having our first child in a few weeks, a baby boy. I have a few weird things like the lamp that have poked through from that "dream world" to the "real world". The kitchen from the dream world is in my current house. My wife bought the house without me seeing it and I nearly passed out the first time I saw it. There was also a mountain in front of the house in the dream world, and that mountain is about a mile away in front of my house now. Not a similar mountain, that same mountain. I know every inch of it from the dream world and it kind of creeps me out when I go see a part of it in the real world for the first time. It's changed, trees grow, etc. but it's all still there. I can't explain that. My mother in law is very spiritual and she tells me she will explain it all to me some day when i'm ready to understand it. That creeps me out too. The rest of the house is different. My wife is the girlfriend from the original post, not the wife in the dream. I have feels about that, but the edges get rounder as time goes on. Obviously my friend is still dead (lol) and the bar from the dream is still back where it ever was, cobweb free, half a world away where I left it. I've gotten treatment for some mental health issues (a neurogenetic brain disorder) and once that was dialed in I stopped having any interest in alcohol or weed overnight. Life is good now, and I don't have any of the dreams, I don't really even think about it anymore until something pops up from someone who reads this.

I think it was a couple of things. I think partly it was stress, grief, mental illness, and a mild intolerance to echinacea. But I also think it was a bit of a symptom of how the universe actually works, maybe the nature of time. I think maybe the sensory suite of the human being can only experience this universe in a certain way, and sometimes when our brains break, things bleed through due to the true nature of the universe. Maybe all of time, and all possible versions of time really do happen at once, and when your mind is bent a certain way pieces of the other times and versions poke through.. I don't know. Maybe my memory of the dream has changed over time to fit my reality now, and my kitchen and my mountain have been super-imposed over my memory from the dream.

What ended up happening to the football player?

Fuck, he knocked you 3 Inception levels deep.

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Dear God that's haunting. I just...wow.

Holy shit, this is the best one yet. Did you actually experience all those years like they were real time, or did it all fly by like dreams normally do?

Jeez, that's like Ghost in the Shell, where the antagonist creates false memories in people to get them to do his bidding, but eventually discards those people and leaves them in their damaged state, stuck in reality and longing for the lost, fake lives of their manufactured memories.

Deep stuff.

Do you still have the flute?

"when my daughter was two she bore me a son"

Confused the shit out of me.

Everyone here should read Junji Ito's comic Long Dream: http://www.justmegawatt.com/images/comics/longdream.html (read right to left)

Wow... sounds like Picard in "The Inner Light" (Star Trek - TNG) Great episode. Not trying to belittle your experience....

Wow. So do you remember details of that period of time like they were real? For instance, do you remember actually getting married, and mundane things like having a fight with your wife or being there in the delivery room? Or was it all super compressed with no real details?

So curious.

EDIT: I meant "mundane things like having a fight with your wife, or (as in separately) being there in the delivery room?" For the record, I do not consider the birth of someone's child to be a mundane detail especially to the parents.

I don't even think this is possible but it's such a good story I upvoted it anyways. You should do an AMA if legit.

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"I am too real! I have a wife and kids!" "What are their names?"

Vanilla Sky owned.

That's very interesting. How long were you unconscious in reality? Also, did you every talk to anyone about it (professional or otherwise)? Did that experience affect your grip on reality?

Why wasnt this just a novelty account trickinng us into reading a story about inception?

Reminds me of Inception, only depressing

There's an episode of Star Trek: TNG in which a Picard lives an an entire alternate lifetime in a very short period of time... this story reminded me of that episode.

"And you may ask yourself, How do I work this? And you may ask yourself, Where is that large automobile? And you may tell yourself, This is not my beautiful house! And you may tell yourself, This is not my beautiful wife! Letting the days go by - let the water hold me down, Letting the days go by - water flowing underground, Into the blue again - after the money's gone, Once in a lifetime - water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was..."

Intense. Reminds me of a salvia trip I took once - the bit about seeing one bit that was not quite right...fixating, until the epiphany, and eventual return (to this time for me, as I had traveled back to my childhood). Weird.