#78 4 dreams on the first night - sex scene - running from armed men - zombie chases me -ex gf got assaulted by a stranger, I look after her, then me and my other friends go running through a mall #79 2 dreams second night - in the 'Wild', crazy cool. lots of interesting alien species - go to a chefs kitchen, i get in the way, then i go to a beach, shit gets messy (literally) Note: I typed up all these dreams then accidentally deleted them all, so screw writing them up again >_< 'The Wild' dream - tagged as memorable.
1 minute 40 second read. Friday morning, 20 March 2015. My Bee Lariat in La Crosse (arm and hand mobility) Dream # 17,623-03. Introductory knowledge: Statue precursor: Augustus Ceaser. Statue precursors have occurred in all sleep cycles for over 50 years and correspond with my status of REM atonia (paralysis while sleeping throughout every dream each sleep cycle in healthy people). They do not typically remain in my dream’s narrative after they present but sometimes define the type of mobility that occurs. For example, the Augustus Ceaser statue’s position implies defining an invisible lariat as in my dream’s outcome. A person might also misperceive it as a man with a bedsheet wrapped around his waist, confirming an additional lucidness factor of being undressed while sleeping. The lucidness factors include vestibular-motor phasing with practicing hand and arm mobility and recognition of imagination while undressed in sleep. Spinning or attempting to spin something is a natural dynamic of vestibular-motor phasing. These attributes are neither “non-lucid” dreaming nor “lucid dreaming,” both misnomers. Dream narrative: I am in the Loomis Street house’s backyard, where Marilyn is also present at one point. The setting’s essence implies an hour before sunrise. The backyard is full of plants of minimal height. They are yellow carnations or marigolds. I am eventually aware of a swarm of bees attracted to them. At first, I consider they might sting Marilyn and me, but my concern becomes minimal. I believe I can control air currents. I raise my right arm and hold up my index finger (pointing upward), rotating it in a counterclockwise circular pattern as if defining an invisible lariat. The bees gather into a rotating torus above me, turning counterclockwise. Any bee still on a flower is forced into this pattern. I contemplate how bees that produce honey benefit people, so I allow some bees to navigate individual air currents to gather nectar. (This standpoint may not have been the case if the flowers had not been yellow.) Virtual amnesia results in my dream self not recalling that I have not lived in America since February 1994 or that Marilyn died in 2014. Failure to think and contrived convenience for vestibular-motor phasing: My dream self does not rationalize that we could go into the house to avoid the bees. Compartmentalized lucidness factors, virtual amnesia, and the failure to feasibly think are all caused by responding to dream state dynamics as a result of REM sleep, revealing there is no such thing as “dream interpretation” when correctly recognizing and understanding causality.
Updated 07-27-2022 at 09:00 AM by 1390
I'm starting to get over my illness. My recall really stepped it up. Campus Emergency Something weird was happening. For one reason or another, every building on the college campus was closing up. It was nighttime and I was outside. I think it was because of a gas leak or somebody had an infectious disease and they needed to quarantine off the campus. ...or something. I remember that I met up with this girl who felt familiar. I had the vague inkling that this was a dream but that I knew the girl IWL. (I have never seen the girl before in my life). She was really short and kind of chubby with long black hair. She wanted my help going back to her dorm or my dorm or something. (First dream of the night, cut me some slack, I don't remember the plot or flow of events particularly well.) I remember going to one of the dorm buildings and having it replaced with a concrete frame of the building. We were able to navigate the stairs but there were no windows or doors or carpets or anything. I think it might have been the dorm building that I am normally living in, but then replaced with another dorm building, the one that the girl was living in. She said that she was hungry. I told her we would find a food place. We walked around the campus, that was in a complete disarray and not arranged in any way like it was IWL. There were emergency vehicles everywhere and personnel were asking students to please remain calm. I couldn't see any fire or any sort of disaster. All of the food places on campus were closed too. She had family/friends involved in whatever invisible campus emergency was going on, and asked if she could hold my hand at one point. The only things that I had on me were my phone, keys and wallet. (IWL, I generally carry snacks around campus in my backpack.) I figured that since there was a big emergency, (I remember hearing in the dream that classes were going to be cancelled for awhile.) I eventually decided that the only thing to do was to take her to my parents house. The two of us started talking and we were walking to my car. She pointed out the moon to me. The moon was full and had 'Deal With It' sunglasses on... Two-Path Beach Dream I was going to the beach with my family. My grandparents were there and they were nagging me about not putting on sunscreen. I for some reason (even though I was nonlucid or only had a vague inkling that I was dreaming) said to them that it was okay that I wasn't wearing sunscreen since I was lucid dreaming, and they accepted that. There was something to do with this guy who flew a model airplane that was the size of a real airplane and it also hit members of our family. He got in big trouble and they decided to punish him by taking him to this little sand island that was about five hundred feet offshore and making him have a time-out there. I remember digging a hole in the sand with my hands at one point. The sand at this beach was very clay-like and mold-able. (The kind that my inner child knew that was perfect for making sand castles). I remember thinking to myself that playing in the sand is sort of a kids thing and that I should stop, but my weird semi-lucid state said that it was okay because it would be over soon and I should enjoy it while it lasts. Path #1. The dream took a dark turn. The sky was dark grey and white at the horizon and there were multiple suns on the horizon. They went upwards in a vertical line to about 45 degrees decreasing in size and brightness as they went up. The ground was made of an odd mirror like subsistence. I was told that I was going to be trapped in the dream and going on a journey with a few other people. We were going to be trapped there for a very long time and needed a food supply. The only food we had was a huge glass box full of chocolate chips. I suddenly began to feel every sick to my stomach and felt as if I had only eaten chocolate for a long time and desperately craved something else, and became semi-awake or something. Path #2 I was on the beach still. Manei was there sleeping on a beach towel. She got up off of it and started talking to me. For some reason I was really drawn to the pattern on her beach towel. I got teleported to my grandparent's house. I was sitting on the swing in the backyard. I felt like I was a little kid again. Manei manifested said something about wishing that I had more than one dream guide, and so she decided to split herself. She said that since she was 19, each new guide would be half her age. She disappeared and two younger versions of her appeared side by side. One of them said that she was 9 and the other was 10. The older one was ever so slightly taller. The younger one said that this was her older sister. 9:"How much older than me are you?" 10:"One year?" 9:"I though it was more like a million bazillion years!" Me "oh, god, please no! I hate it when there's twins and you can't tell them apart!" The two twins disappeared and then Manei reappeared. She explained that she couldn't split her age into fractions and make two 9 and 1/2 year old twins since you can't divide whole numbers. She said that splitting herself was no fun since she didn't know how to do it properly and would just wind up with duplicates of herself. I lost the dream. One Manei is more than enough for me, thank you! Clockwork by Rodely Radrick I was reading a novel (but it was animated in the style of a Disney movie.) It was called 'Clockwork' by an author named Rodely Radrick. I know that I was semi lucid in this dream as well because I remember that I was trying to remember things about it so that I could write about them. The story was pretty short. Alien ships would swoop down attacked and bombed world with plasma bombs. I remember seeing the attack, they cut down a city with a slow moving ship just cutting the city down like a lawnmower going back and fourth. Only one boy survived since he hid in a cave. He for some reason had a clock in his face. His nose was the middle of the clock and clock hands would go around his face. He had roman numerals tattooed on his face. When he found out he was the last boy on earth he became really greedy and began stealing all of the most valuable objects on the planet. He eventually made friends with a black and white cat in a ninja/theif outfit that could talk and acted as a mother figure and a robot spider with a ray cannon that caused plants to grow. (This Rodely Radrick guy was either really creative or a stoner.) One day, the main character found a little game-boy type device and started playing a game on it. The game was like a more cartoony version of Halo. You played as these gray space marine cyborgs with rifles fighting alien brain monsters. Supposedly these were the aliens that had actually attacked earth in the story. He was really good at the game. I remember him being on this planet where the sky was green and there were all of these stars. The surface of the planet was quicksand that rose and fell in waves, but there were purple rocks that the space cyborgs could jump on. Upon beating the game, he learned the truth. The governments had made a pact with the aliens to preform a social experiment on humankind, and the richest people fled onto the dark side of the moon and lived with the aliens. The aliens wanted to judge human society by killing everyone and seeing, if left alone, what a lone human would do. The war between the humans and the aliens had actually happened on a far away planet two decades ago. The humans used robots to fight so that they wouldn't have to cover up casualties. The game that the boy played was based off the real war between the humans and the brain monster aliens. The main character then realized that he had to return all of the stuff he had taken or do something good with it to prove the aliens and government that he was good. But the clock hands on his face started spinning really fast and distracted him. It cut back to the game that he started playing again. This made the clock hands stop spinning. I remember looking at the green sky with all the stars and thinking it looked familiar. I lost the dream and woke up.
My Dad and Aunty Karen sitting together, we see a little 3 year old girl self-assured. She says some sort of proclamation that is very cute before running away. Dad says, "Do you know who she reminds me of?" And Aunty Karen nods her head before saying, "Erika, in '93." I get the sense that Erika, who is my younger sister, did something or said something during this year, that had a foreshadowing effect to the about the unadulterated success she would have in her future. I wake up and ask my dad about it He said there was one time in Montreal that stood out a bit. It was when my older cousin EJ was trying to get my brother Chris (older than Erika) to play and he did not want to at the time. EJ was persistent and started tugging on Chris's arm. Erika who was about 4 (in '93)at the time intervened by putting her arm protectively in front of Chris and said "He said he didn't want to play" very assertively which shocked everyone in the room because she was usually so timid in public. My little sister, who remained quiet for most of her childhood, is now a very successful, adventurous business accountant who handles millions of dollars daily. And yes she is happy, self-assured and very assertive.
I was with my sister walking down the street. Afternoon, or at least daytime. The place reminds me of downtown Bacolod or central market, or even that market near West Negros. We were looking for a place to go. We went through the market area. It's a long-distance walk, which I chose instead of taking a jeep. I felt like my sister was about the complain but seems she's fine.
I am trying to suck up the good (yellow) people (angels?) in a machine and I'm trying to repel the bad (pink) people. We are playing softball and one of my sisters says I'm terrible (I am) and the other team has won many tournaments so I'm not that worried about it. We live in a stilt house sticking out of the water. I don't believe these people in the house killed a man because they didn't have time to get rid of a body. I was dating someone and he left and I didn't care. W H A T?
-Puppies all over the floor. I was helping my sister and nephew choose a new companion for their dog.But the dog was very small again and so were the puppies on the floor. -A older woman with blonde hair and bluish/greenish eyes was suppose to be helping me by watching my parakeets. But instead I found her washing something in the bathroom as my parakeets were drowning in soapy water. This made me very upset. I held my parakeets one by one,rinsed them off and ran to the cage and put them inside.(For some reason i had 3 parakeets instead of 2)As I was doing this i was yelling at the lady. She even showed me how she was holding a parakeet and was about to kill or torture it.(Somehow after that we ended up in the kitchen) I punched her in the face but she did not budge and laughed at me. Than i tried punching her over and over again and nothing worked. She told me to try punching her in the chest if i wanted to kill her. I thought about how i would never do such a thing. I only wanted to punch her in the face. I tried and hit her but it didn't hurt her. The dream started to fade into another scene. Where it seemed like i was in a cartoon movie with another kid trying to find a retired super hero or a hideout. -...There is suppose to be another dream fragment but i forgot what it was...Oh yeah! I remember now. I was eating a lot of red velvet cake from a bakery. My cousins wanted some and i think i shared some.....or maybe not. ^^"
Updated 03-20-2015 at 12:47 AM by 67570
I became spontaneously lucid in this dream for no particular reason. My mom was standing in front of the backdoor at my childhood home. It was early morning, and the sun was just starting to come up. Dear mom was very nicely dressed, and I thought she was maybe getting ready to go to church. I told mom, “I’m lucid! Let’s fly!” She shook her head no. I said, “Watch me, I’ll show you how.” I then flew through the living room, around the staircase, and I returned to the backdoor, landing effortlessly in front of her. She wasn’t at all interested, and then she walked into the living room, sat down at the couch, and she started to read her Bible. I said, “Mom, how can you always be reading your Bible? You must know it inside and out by now?” She gave me a look of desperation, and then she laid down on the couch and went to sleep. Feeling determined to get my mom flying; I began to shake her shoulder. She came to, but she was now my sister. I said, “Sister, let’s fly!” My sister excitedly said, “Sure, okay!” I grabbed onto both of her hands to fly, with a plan to float upwards, but then the furniture moved towards us and it was now too crowded to fly. I said, “Let’s go over by the stairs and try there,” and my sister happily skipped along behind me (My sister is such a happy girl), but then the dream faded, and I was back in ‘the void’. I was consciously awake with my body asleep. I couldn’t see anything, but I could hear lots of activity going on around me. The voices echoed, and it sounded like I was standing in a crowded airport. There was a woman announcing messages over the speakers, but I couldn’t make out what she was saying (typical airport). It felt like I was floating around in my bed, and then a woman right beside me said, “Which of these people are going to meet with the three creators?” Then all noise instantly stopped, and I heard somebody walk out of my bedroom, slam the door, and stomp down the hallway. I immediately opened my eyes, and nobody was there. It was night time, and all was quiet. I was then lying in bed feeling really pumped and excited about this dream. Very cool stuff!
Updated 03-20-2015 at 12:12 AM by 71173
i fall asleep at 12:00 I am still in my bed in the dream everything is the same, the lights are off but i see strange neon type symbols on my ceiling this is when i noticed i was dreaming. so i become fully lucid i step out of bed and put my earphones in to start listening to music. but before i pick a song i hear something so i just stand there and wait till its more clear. Its Crows! a lot of them so i start getting frightened, at this point i jump back in bed because theres never crows by my house especially this late. i cover my ears and head with a pillow but i still hear them. Then all the sudden they started hitting the window! i woke up and nothing was there, no symbols and no birds. i fall back asleep with the tv on and i didn't dream anymore that i really remember that night.
1. I was in my house and it was the early morning. It was so early in fact, that the sky was still dark outside. I got out of my bed and looked around. My room was almost pitch black, but something felt very odd. I then noticed a grim reaper standing in the corner of my room. I leave my room quickly and go into my sister's room to tell her. "Kayla, there's someone in my room! We need to leave now!". She gets out of her bed instantly and we run into my dad's room and tell him. For some reason my mom is gone. "Dad, there's some kind of ghost in our house. we need to leave now!". He looks at me in shock (In waking life, my dad isn't scared of ghosts at all). He gets up and goes downstairs quickly. I look back at my room and notice that this reaper dressed in an all black robe is walking slowly towards us. It seems that he can't go any faster than he is now. I somehow know in my mind that if he touches us we will die. Then I say something out of the usual, "I've had way worse nightmares than this. I've had demons chasing me before" I tell my dad. At this point I can feel that I am semi-lucid, but I don't complete the connection and enter full on lucidity. We all go downstairs hastily. Once I get downstairs I get my Vans and put them on my feet. My shoe laces are messed up, so I untie them completely and retie them. I then tuck my laces into my shoe so they can't get untied easily. My sister tells me that she forgot something upstairs, so she runs upstairs to get it. I look up into the hallway and I can see that the reaper is halfway down the hallway now, slowly making his way to us. My sister bypasses him without him touching her and goes into her room to get her shoes. While waiting on her, I run into the living room to see what my dad is doing. He's not in the house anymore so I figure that he is outside starting up the truck to get ready to leave. I hear someone coming down the stairs quickly so I run to see who it is. Once I get into the foyer where the stairs are, I look up and see the grim reaper halfway down the stairs. My sister is trying to get around him, but is having trouble. I distract the reaper for a moment and my sister walks around him without him noticing. Now everyone is downstairs and me and my sister run outside. I lock and close the backdoor behind us to buy us some time. As we both get outside I see my dad pulling up into the driveway with his truck. He's in such a hurry that he drives into my mom's car which has a white paint job and red headlights for some reason. This strikes me for a moment but I am quickly distracted. Me and my sister get in my dad's truck and buckle up. My dad then puts the truck in reverse and floors it. We go flying backwards and it feels like I am experiencing alot of negative G forces. It feels very odd, like I was on a roller coaster or something. Eventually my dad stops the truck and puts it in drive. We start driving away from our house. I think to myself, "Thank God I am away from there. I'm not coming back". I now feel safe in the truck. I take a look through the truck window and I see that it is now fully daytime. As we turn the corner I see a gray SUV starting to race us. Here, my awareness seems to surface for a moment. "Wait a second, why is this car racing us on a small neighborhood street?". I look to see who's driving the SUV and I see two Hispanic males up front. One is driving, and the other is in the passenger seat. They look at me and speed up. They then get in front of us and keep on driving. We both make a left turn at the end of the street we are on and stop at a stop sign. As we leave the neighborhood, the exit seems to be alot smaller than usual. There is large brown/autumn colored gate stopping the flow of the two way street. The SUV in front of us turns onto the feeder and leaves our sight. A truck with a trailer then tries turning into the neighborhood through this exit of the neighborhood, but there isn't enough room because we are still at the stop sign. Once the feeder is clear, we cross the road and drive onto an open dirt field. I blackout for a moment and suddenly find myself standing in front of my dad and sister and they are both lying down on a stretcher and have cords attached to them. To the left of them I see my grandpa who is dead at the moment. I somehow also know that he has died 3 times already and my dad is trying to save him by some sort of blood transfusion or something. We are still on the dirt field and there are ambulances all around us. A medic comes up to my dad and uses defibrillators on my dad's chest. Suddenly my dad twitches and my grandpa wakes up. He is now alive again and this is the 4 time he has come back to life. My dad wakes up as well, but he is in pain. "Dad what's wrong?" I ask. "Nothing, I'm fine" he tells me. "No really dad, what's wrong? Are you really okay?" I ask again. "No, I have a strong pain in my chest" he tells me. Caring for my dad and not wanting him to die, I unbutton his shirt and see what's wrong with his chest. As I do so I see a bulging blood vessel in the center of his chest and it looks really swollen. He chest starts bleeding out of this area. Realizing the seriousness of this, tears start pouring from my eyes. I realize that there are doctors all around us, so I yell out loud, "Medic!! I need a medic!!!". At the same time my vision starts blurring. I look to my left and I see a blad white guy in a speedo running towards me. "I'm a medic" he yells. He has the physique of a body builder. I doubt his credibility as a medic. I then wake up. 2. I am at a park and it is nighttime. I walk over to where the park slides are and look around. It is quiet for the most part and the park seems dead. Suddenly I see a black man(not being racist, I have plenty of black friends) running towards me. He is holding the end of a leash in his left hand and at the other end of this leash there is a dog that looks to be a German Shepard. The man is breathing heavily and him and his dog run past me as though they are after something, or something is after them. I turn around to watch where they are going. In the direction they are running, I see a party going on. Close to this party there is what looks to be a small storage building only as big as a single bedroom of a house. I run over to this storage room and go inside. It is almost completely dark in here, but I can still see fairly well. All around this small storage room I see shelves and small fridges. I open up one of the small-mini fridges and look inside. The power to these fridges is off and there are no light in them. However, I see small black capsules about half the size of a coca-cola bottle all inside. I take one of these capsules and look at it. It reads, "Gatorade Pills". This interests me and I look at the nutrients in it. As I turn it around and look at the nutrient facts, I see that in each pill, there are 3 vitamins in it. However, these 3 vitamins vary depending on the color of the pill. There were 3 colors of pills: Green, Purple, and Orange. I read that the purple pills have Vitamins B6, B12, and B7 in it. I do not read what nutrients the other pills have in them. I open up a capsule filled with only purple pills and take one out. I then open a capsule filled with only green pills and take one. I then open a capsule filled with only orange pills and take one. I now have 3 pills in my hand. Somehow, I get a bottle of water. I throw the pills in my mouth and swallow them with some water. "I just stole Gatorade pills, that's wrong" I think to myself. I don't think much of it since they have so many pills left. I stand up and look around. There are more mini fridges and each one of them are stocked with these capsules of Gatorade pills. I look at the shelves all in this room and each shelve is stacked with Gatorade bottle of many kinds. I remember seeing orange, red, and green Gatorade bottles. I don't really care for Gatorade so I do not take one. I then walk out of the storage room and I set my eyes on the party that is going on to my left. I decide to go to it to see what is going on. I walk on the sidewalk next to the storage room and make my way over to it. As I get over there, I notice alot of friends from school. I see my friends Ryan, Lucas, Richard, Alex, and a few others. They are all standing in a group talking. The party is filled with way more people, and there are alot of babes, but I ignore them for now and see what my friends are up to. As I get over to them I realize that they aren't doing much and are being rather boring. For some reason, I decide to spark up some drama. As we are all standing there talking, I get an idea. "Ryan is really annoying me at the moment, I'm going to push him over real quick" I think to myself. Moments later, Ryan turns his back towards me and I push him hard. I make it look like somebody pushed me so he wouldn't think it was me( lol ). Ryan makes impact with my friend Richard and they both fall to the ground. "Who pushed me?" Ryan said in an agitated voice. "I don't know, someone pushed me dude" I told him. He gets up off of the ground, but my friend Richard stays on the ground. He sits up and lays against the wall behind him. "I think I'm going to throw up dude" he tells me. The evil part of me is laughing so hard inside of me. A girl comes over and asks Richard if he wants a napkin. As she does this, he throws up all over himself. "Yeah thanks" he says as he wipes the throw up on his mouth onto his shirt. He throws up again after he takes the napkin and this time he throws up into the napkin itself. Out of no where Alex then tells me that he has the shits and is going to the restroom(wtf, why is all this gross shit happening?). I acknowledge him and he then leaves to do his thing. After a few minutes he finishes in the restroom and leaves it. I decide to go to the restroom and as I walk into the same restroom Alex was in, I am overcome with an intense odor of feces. I then wake up.
The first thing I remember is being in the passenger seat of a car going through a small town. I knew there were 3 shadowy ninja guys after me and my friends. We were trying to put some distance between us and them, but it wasn't working, as they were keeping up easily. I turned my focus inward and jumped out of my body as a soul reaper (a'la bleach, Ichigo Kurasaki achetype) and climbed through the roof of the car to take on the closest ninja. I saw it to the left of the car, it was wearing a Grey hoodie with a grey wardrobe. I tried to move to take him on, but it was if I was in a slowing field. I could barely move my limbs. I took this to mean the ninjas were using some strange magic on me, I moved with much difficulty to the front of the car, hoping to use it's speed and momentum to break free of the trap, but the effort was too much. When I tried to break free by jumping off the front of the car, I woke up.
Dream 1 My (ex) fiancé and I are holding hands, shopping around. I just remember being really happy. Dream 2 I'm on the phone with my ex fiancé, telling him that I refuse to marry any other. He sighs, and tells me that we have to move forward and onwards. Tears roll down my face. Didn't like this dream. Not one bit.
Updated 03-19-2015 at 10:07 PM by 54683
2 days after nasal surgery (Septoplasty) I feel like my dose has been laid on an danvil an dammered over. Any dreams? Defidly not...fad chance of dad ad de momend...why am I writing like that? It's only my talking that's affected. The good news is my son has managed to get me some Melatonin while in Spain...Britain being the complete Nanny State it is. When he told the pharmacist I wanted 5mg he was horrified "Far too much Senor" He would only allow 1.9 mg (I have high BP so that's really for the best...I'll start with half a tablet, taken occasionally and see how I go) So, after I recover I'll hopefully have better breathing and a little help from our friends...to infinidy ad beyond!
I was at a huge mansion. The place was new, with expensive furniture. The room was dimly lit, giving this moment a special mood. We were having a party of some kind, and it was a huge family meeting. We had many dishes lying on the silver platters. When it was late, when the meeting almost ended we heard a door bell. The narrator voice told We always had a tradition, that we make a cooking contest within family. And when I have just opened the door and my aunt and uncle appeared the voice told And they have always won. I greeted with my uncle - male after thirties, wearing black jacket and jeans trousers. I went away, and then came back to greet him again. I shaken his hand, and he told But we've shaken our hands before! I replied Oh, we'll shake hands again anyway. And then they entered the room.
Had an intense nightmare after drinking mugwort tea. My spirit was flying in whiteness and there were weird sensations. I then collapsed on the ground and "woke up" but it was a false wake up. I was in grass or my bed I think. Later in the dream, I was on choir tour with my church, and I was in a store, and wanted to buy a violin. I walked around saw instruments asked a man about if they had a violin I could buy. I awoke to my mom and talked with her. I awoke outside in the cold by a tree and I was crying and happy and it was raining. I started to walk home I knew where I was, but I had never been there before. God and the devil was in the dream, and it was like I was dying and awakening to spiritual truths that made no sense to me, from evil spirits and I don't remember them anymore and am glad that I don't. At the end of the dream my mom was present but not visible and there was a fierce bird alive by me, it might have been an eagle, its eyes were fierce and it was awake and its wings were scary. Other things happened in the dream. I'm afraid to go back to sleep. It was intense but I forget most part of it, but the bird image (my mom has a bird, a cockateel, but this bird was definitely stronger, maybe an eagle) resonated for about a minute or two before I woke up. I was sort of inside the bird and the bird was all I could see. Strong but scary dream. Definitely a result of the mugwort. What do you think? Later in the night i had a dream where I was fishing illegally with a friend and caught a sick shark, it was blackish gray.
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