I don’t really have an answer per se. Just a related story:
In a lucid dream many years ago, I was having trouble sort of clicking into my dream powers (flight, making objects levitate, etc.). It occurred to me that I wasn’t conscious of creating the young woman who was standing next to me, which meant she had access to parts of my mind that I didn’t.
So I turned to her and asked
“I’m having trouble getting my dream powers to work. Could you help me?”
She gave me some instructions (which I no longer remember) and walked into the next room while I tried to follow them.
After a minute or so I felt my omnipotence click in. I floated into the room where the woman had wandered off to and told her
“Thank you, that worked. I’m kind of a god here now, so is there anything I can do for you in return?”
She paused for a few moments thoughtfully and then replied
“If you could make it so I don’t cease to exist when you wake up, I’d really appreciate that.”
Well, I found her request surprising. I was kind of stunned. After a moment I kind of fumbled out words like “Uh, I’m not sure how to do that. I’ll… try?” But that was well outside the purview of dream powers I was used to.
I’ve done my best by remembering this story. One day I hope to get deep enough into lucid dreaming skill again that I can resurrect her.
And yeah, I remember roughly what she looked like and how she felt. I don’t think she was high on details. But if I went back to that apartment with intent to encounter her, I’m sure the dreaming would recreate someone quite close to her.
Whether that would “really be” her gets into annoying philosophy of identity stuff that I don’t think anyone really understands.
I don’t really have an answer per se. Just a related story:
In a lucid dream many years ago, I was having trouble sort of clicking into my dream powers (flight, making objects levitate, etc.). It occurred to me that I wasn’t conscious of creating the young woman who was standing next to me, which meant she had access to parts of my mind that I didn’t.
So I turned to her and asked
She gave me some instructions (which I no longer remember) and walked into the next room while I tried to follow them.
After a minute or so I felt my omnipotence click in. I floated into the room where the woman had wandered off to and told her
She paused for a few moments thoughtfully and then replied
Well, did you?
Do you remember any additional facts about the woman?
Well, I found her request surprising. I was kind of stunned. After a moment I kind of fumbled out words like “Uh, I’m not sure how to do that. I’ll… try?” But that was well outside the purview of dream powers I was used to.
I’ve done my best by remembering this story. One day I hope to get deep enough into lucid dreaming skill again that I can resurrect her.
And yeah, I remember roughly what she looked like and how she felt. I don’t think she was high on details. But if I went back to that apartment with intent to encounter her, I’m sure the dreaming would recreate someone quite close to her.
Whether that would “really be” her gets into annoying philosophy of identity stuff that I don’t think anyone really understands.