So I’m one of those derps who’ve decided that they want to learn how to speak Japanese just because of the sheer amount of Japanese language input they’ve received from watching so much anime.
Except, I’m not one of those unmotivated people who learn how to say “kawaii” and how to stick a “desu ne” in the correct place and then abandon ship. I’m really determined and am being awarded for my efforts by understanding more and more of what I listen to, (both in anime and music).
Anyway, the only reason I bring this up is because I find that this new language acquisition has reached the point where it’s affecting my dream universe.
Each and every one of us has a dream universe tailored to their specific subconscious that picks up signals and images throughout their entire waking day and then plucks and chooses which details it wants to reincorporate into dreams. These reincorporated signals become our personal”dreamscape.”
I read somewhere once that everyone you see in your dreams are people you’ve seen in your waking life. That no face you come across in your dreamscape is not a person that you perceived while you were awake, whether consciously or just on a subconscious level out of the corner of your eye. Now, I don’t know whether that really is a statement of fact or not, but I think it’s a really interesting thought to entertain nonetheless.
It makes enough sense. Our brains, (even the most creative ones of us), are not as innovative as we might wish to think they are. A lot of what we come up with (if not all) are just a conglomeration of signals that our brains have somehow made connections between and re-outputted. The most creative ideas come from a combination of two unrelated things that have now come to be related.
tweeting birds + social media = twittter
cannibalism + giants with freaky faces + cool fighting gear = Shingeki no Kyojin (AKA Attack on Titan)
giant talking turtles + Italian plumbers + bromance = every Super Mario Bros. game ever made
It’s a good system that has churned out a lot of awesome stuff. Our dreamscapes are constructed in a similar way, throwing stuff together in cool and/or weird ways and calling it imagination.
Last night, a new thing happened in my dreamscape that I found really amusing once I figured out what was going on.
I was derping around, going about some unimportant task that I can’t remember when everyone started speaking to me in Japanese. So…everything was cool, everyone was speaking English and helping me go about my business, I was just about to solve some crucial problem, and then all of a sudden, all these Japanese phrases were being spit out at me.
I was like, “Ohmigrob, ohmigrod, ohmiglob. Why is everyone speaking to me in Japanese all of a sudden?!” After I stopped freaking out I told myself. “No, wait. I can do this. I got this! I’m barely at an intermediate Japanese proficiency level, but I should be able to understand at least some of what they’re saying.”
Being the ‘dream turned nightmare’ that it was, they of course were all speaking to me at the same time which only compounded my frustration.
“Why can’t I understand anything?! All I can understand are a particle or two and a few words here and there! Oh man, all of my studies have been in VAAAAIIIN!” I thought, pulling out tufts of hair and letting my knees dramatically hit the floor.
Then, suddenly, one of those wonderfully magical things happened and it became a lucid dream.
“Heyyy, waaiit aaaa minute. This is a dream, isn’t it? Which means…that everything going on in here is only a product of what my mind already knows.” A smile spread across my face.
Having calmed down and logic-ed everything out, I listened to the people spouting Japanese at me more closely.
Turns out they weren’t really speaking Japanese at all. Well, they were speaking some Japanese, but the rest was just gibberish! Since I’m not at all at a fluent level of Japanese yet, my brain was filling in the gaps of speech between words with gibberish since it didn’t know what else to do. I was freaking out about not understanding but I couldn’t have no matter how hard I tried because neither did my brain!
How’s that for inception?
Of course, once I realized this, the magic of my subconscious was disrupted and I woke up laughing like a hysterical idiot. Dreamscapes don’t take kindly to being figured out so they often kick people out of lucid dreams pretty quickly.
This dream was one of the funnier, quirkier dreams I’ve had in a long time so I thought I’d share.
What about you? Have you ever had any lucid dreams? Tell me about them in the comments. 🙂