The main difference in my observation is in the dream you cannot recall the real state. But in a so-called "reality," you can recall the dream. The dream may seem real while you are dreaming, but the incapability to connect with the memories you had in the real world is what makes it a dream. In a dream you have an identity for sure. Your mother is your mother. Your father is your father. Nobody becomes a Muslim while you are a Christian in dreams. The same goes with ideological frameworks.
My assumption is that all the beliefs that are deep-rooted in you, you will carry in your dreams. But it withers away what is unnecessary. I think it is some sort of deep processing to give you some amount of clarity.
I will be recording my dreams in this blog. If you are interested, please let me know what you think
Dream 08-11-2025
I am going to a place on a bus. Not sure where. Halfway I got off the bus. The bus carried the luggage that was with me. I have lost it. I am not bothered so much about it in the dream. But I have wondered what all was in that luggage.
Then I started walking through a forest. Not a thick forest. Trees are at a uniform distance. Not big thick ones. medium-sized ones. Daytime. Ambient sky. It has some strange aesthetic to it. Positive mood.
Halfway I saw a bear sleeping on the way. A grayish bear. I saw it waking up. I stopped and went in another direction.
In that path I saw tigers sleeping. I came to realize there were animals all around, and I was in the middle.
I saw a man coming from the distance. He wore a normal dress. white shirt with small stripes or dots (I don't remember accurately) and Mundu. He carried a gun. He was smiling at me and said, "You can use the gun to repel them."
Then all of a sudden a tiger attacked that man; he used the gun, which is like a pump-action shotgun, and killed the tiger. No blood. But it seems like it's dead. The tiger was grey in color. All animals I saw were grey in color.
Then he gave the gun to me.
I saw a tiger hiding behind one of the trees. I knew it was going to attack me. I didn't panic. Strangely now I see it; there was nothing scary about the whole scenario. Everything was calm and serene.
The tiger jumped out from behind the tree. It made a motion like the knight in a chess game. When it was in front of my face, I shot it.
I don't know what happened after that. I woke up. I don't know what happened to the tiger or to me.
I woke up.
It wasn't a scary dream. It was a nice dream.
Was that too real? If I say it is realer than reality, then I will be a hypocrite. It's an okay dream. Maybe it is not appearing as too real because there is no fear involved in that.