This makes me wonder if certain types are more prone to sleep paralysis than others.
The very first time I had sleep paralysis, it was not scary. I was lying on my back in the dream and watching a helicopter hovering over me. I could not move a muscle. I was just lying there in my front yard, watching this helicopter hovering directly above me. The blades of the helicopter were spinning just a few feet aeway from my face, and obviously, it was making a VERY loud noise but it wasn't scary, just curiuos. My dreams are always
vivid and off-beat and this was par for the course.
I did not learn that they called it sleep paralysis until much later on after I came to America.
However, I have also had some scary ones. In one of them, I was lying there, and there was this gigantic black monster drilling into my spine. I felt every blow to my spine, and it was vibrating very hard as if a jack-hammer were there. I could not move at all, and there was a LOUD, repetitive sound. It seemed to go on forever too.
I think that sound is a key part of sleep paralysis. for there is usually a very loud sound when I have these experiences.
The worst sleep paralysis are the ones where you wake up, and you can actually see the things around you inside your room.
But you just can't move.
These ones feel like an out of body expriemce, and I wonder if there is a connection. People who talk about out of body experiences often use dreams as a vehicle.
Also as I hinted above, my dreams in general are invariably very umm...colorful to say the least.
Sometimes when I'm dreaming, I see a face. And when I stare into this face, a feeling of overwhelming love just pours out of me. Alas...I can't describe it, but it's a sensation I never feel in waking life. There are many vivid feelings (for lack of a better word) that I experience in dreams that make waking life feel like a pale, dull reflection in a mirror.
I call this the "Dream Theory." Which isn't a theory at all, but I can't explain it here. It's as if, in my case, the dreamscape is where I belong, and where I feel most alive, and I constantly try to capture the echoes from my dreamscapes as I go through my day in real life.
(If that didn't make any sense, I apologize. It's really hard to put this thing into words)