nightmare

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So I went to bed at i dunno, 1am or something last night! I woke up about one or two hours later, and i was having an awful sleep. NIGHT TERRORS!

1)I felt like I was having 1,000,000 thoughts every second. It was mentally exhausting and I felt like it was never going to end. I would drift in and out of sleep, each time feeling relieved that it was gone, only to realize it was still there. It was as vivid as real life, but as terrifying as a nightmare or a bad trip. I reckon it may be cos I haven't smoked in a week or so.


I was extremely relieved to realize this had all gone after I actually woke up, went to the loo and got back into bed. Honestly one of the worst experiences of my life! The rest of my dreams were nicer :- )

2Tom, Will, Ashley, Charlotte and I were seeing yung lean live in Sweden. It was cloudy but warm, and we were walking across a courtyard area of a primary or secondary school. It looked like England, but I knew it was Sweden somehow. In addition, my mates dont like yung lean much so why we would all travel across Europe to see them I do not know XD It was in a very familiar setting; the school courtyard looked like my secondary school, although at the same time it looked nothing like it, same goes to the church. We'd been there previously to see Yung Lean, hense why I recognized it. It's great that you can get nostalgic or vaguely recognize something existing only in the dream world There was also a grand piano next to a grunden, which in particular looked similar to my secondary school. Inside the church, it was suitably light. We were all sat on plastic blue chairs. I remember hearing them playing Ginseng Strip 2002, and it was excellent. They did the usual dances, it was more chilled out though than their online performances. More like the Hurt video performance. Mum was sat with my Nan a few meters to the right of me, and Mum thought it was funny.

3) I was in Tom. R's living room with Latham. C, Luke.Y and Harry.H. It was late, must have been about midnight. It was light in the room but very dark outside. I was getting bored and was ready to leave, but I wanted to stay at the same time as someone had weed and I wanted to smoke up big time. I decided to bare with it for a while, and asked Latham over politely if I could blag a lift off of him later on in the night. He said that was fine, but started to get ready to leave. I didn't want to leave anymore as I knew they'd be smoking up soon, but I didn't want to be rude as he was going out of his way to drop me home. Harry. H had been meaning to drive home too, but claims he accidentally ended up getting really stoned which was a problem as he wanted to drive home. In the car with Latham it was dark other than the red lights of his dashboard. It was awkward and naff as I didn't want to leave but I appreciated his effort, and he wasn't going home - literally dropping my home then returning to Tom's! Latham didn't have a clue where I lived which was kind of a kick in the teeth, as we were best friends as children and were always round each others houses. When I explained to him where I lived, he mocked me as it was only a 10-15 minute walk away, calling me lazy. This was true, but I didn't really care. Tom's house had moved - it was now where Ollie.P used to live! When I got home, I sat on the sofa with my Dad. Everything was cool with him. The setting suddenly changed from the familiar living room to an unfamiliar, grey, but welcoming doctors surgery during the day. I feel like this may have been a completely separate dream. We were still sat on the sofa, and the television was still in front of us, but it was higher up on a wall bracket now. We were watching some sort of weird, Japanese advert for stopping racism. I said it was so dated, but my Dad just said it simply wasn't my cup of tea. It was my cup of tea though! The people were in some sort of large metal tank, much like a boiler, and it had a modified robot brain inside it. After a while, Dad said to me, "I hate to ask this, and I know it's boring. I know you quit the fags, but what about other stuff? Like weed?" There was a long pause here whilst I tried to figure out something to say. Normally I would just deny it, but something felt quite casual and honest about this experience, even though I knew it wasn't. I was going to tell him that I just smoke occasionally, which is true, and that I can turn a joint down these days...not so true The pause made it extremely awkward and obvious. My mum said something, but I didn't hear it, so to speak. It was like sound inside my mind, saying "Everytime Tracey and I walk past you she asks 'Is that smell what I think it is?' and I can't just keep lying to her!".

4) Luke A, Liam C and Gary. P were all very stoned inside one of their bedrooms. It was a small room, and very dark. The haziness of the hotboxed smoke made it even darker, making the view of them almost grainy. Luke A had been told to put some very large headphones on, and was listening to something.

5) Bryn had invited Tom, Will, the girls and I round his house for a smoke up. I was in the back of my parents car on the way home from somewhere. It was a nice day - sunny and warm, with a few clouds here and there. I knew I wanted to go to Bryn's and so did my parents, but they drove straight past his house as they wanted to go home first, for some reason. This was annoying, as it would mean we would have to make another trip, and I didn't see the logic in it. When we got home and I was in my living room, my parents decided they didn't want to drive me to Bryn's. No particular reason, just didn't want to! This meant I had to walk - LONG! I realized that if I ran I could probably be there in 15 minutes. Bryn, Will and Tom and maybe the girls were already there, in a room I'd never seen before. I was hoping they'd not start smoking before I arrived. Bryn claimed his bud was extremely potent, but he had very little of it.

6) I was at my local Green with my manager Lynsey's daughter Emily. It was about 7pm on a summers evening, and the weather was beautiful! It was still quite light, with the light glimmering through the trees. Lynsey's car pulled up by the back bench, so Emily and I walked towards the black large car. I went to Lynsey's side of the car - she was driving, and she had her window winded down. She recently had a miscarriage, and this was the first time I'd seen her since, but she looked well. I found it strange that she was driving and not her husband, who was in the passenger seat.

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DREAMING

Recalled this dream from last night. It was very vivid at the time and my first nightmare in a long time! Either way, i'm just happy to be recalling my dreams every day again I went to bed at 2am, waking up at 6am and 11:45

6am

1) I was looking after a woman at the top of town, behind McDonalds. It was late evening, probably 9pm on a summer day, as the twilight was orange and still had brightness. I was keeping her safe from her mental husband. Why I was given that duty, I can't remember. The husband hated my guts, but kept me alive as i was sat on a bench with his wife, presumably because he had a gun and might have misjudged his aim. He walked off somewhere into the summer darkness, and he kept saying that we should leg it before it was too late. I was supposed to shout when he had killed someone. Me and the lady, who was very attractive, started running. She had a nice arse that showed through her tight tracksuit We were running through an area that looked very similar to the entrances of my local shopping centre, but not exactly the same. She kept panicking resulting in her fainting, like on those old movies where they're roll their eyes back, swoon and collapse. This was just making it take so much longer and making us far less safe, which was frustrating. I took her through a carpark, where it was very dark - night time now. It was a concrete carpark, completely empty. Suddenly, we were in her flat. We were a bit more relaxed now, and there didn't seem to be a chance that he would come round. She was drinking a bottle of beer, which looked like Fosters Gold, and we were flirting. We decided to put a film on. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a cocking gun, and a load of loose bullets were suddenly forced into my mouth by his hand. At the time this was terrifying, more so than actually being shot; I thought I was about to die, as it was clearly the mental husband who had done this. At this point, I woke up to a sharp movement as I had been falling. I was breathing very heavily.

2) This was a similar setting to the first dream which makes me think it was part of the same dream, but I'm certain I recalled it after and separately. I was sat on the same bench at the top of town. It was lighter now, probably about 7 or 8pm on a summer evening, and the whole sky was orange. I was watching a homeless man talk about some band, and how "that was music that he could really rely on".

3)This was another very vivid dream, but unfortunately I only remember it during the day, therefore a lot of it had gone I was at a garden party of some sort, chilling with friends at a metal garden table. We'd been eating these multicoloured sweets that reminded me of those Maowam balls, but smaller. They each had a dose of LSD inside it, and were in strips of about 8 in length, probably 5 strips wide. I'd eaten a few, but wasn't feeling anything at all, when my other friends seemed to be. This probably came from a recent mushroom trip, when I'd eaten the same amount as friends who were tripping hard, but I wasn't at all, so I decided to eat a couple more. There were only 4 left now, and I ate all of them. It was sunny, which is a change as most of my dreams recently have been cloudy I was now in Magaluf again with my friends, where we all went on holiday this July. I don't remember much from this part. I think I was now tripping, and me and a couple others were gathered in me, tom and will's bedroom. I also remember some sort of argument or bad situation in the hallways with a group of girls. Finally, I remember walking down a path on the side of the road with Ashley, who was having a bad trip of some sort, which is the same as what happened on the mushrooms.

So I had my first dream after being a drug addict idiot for a few months. I decided to get my recall back up, and I had 6 vivid dreams in the same night, which I was very pleased with. However, I don't know about everyone else, but my DJ was broken and it deleted it, GRRR! can't be arsed to redo it.

Anyway, i've been at a lot of parties recently, therefore irregular sleeping patterns therefore no recall. However, yesterday I had a nap at around 12pm and woke up about 2pm. I had 4 nasty, nasty dreams. I'd been researching DMT and other psychadelic drugs for a while before, and the nightmares felt like what my acid trip was like. I don't really remember them, but I was pretty shaken and figured that all my dreams from now on would be like this. I later realized this was silly though. Thinking about it, the dreams aren't actually very scary - they just felt very real and horrified me at the time.

1) I was in a train station hallway at night time where corridors split off to different stops, like in the London Underground. I was intoxicated in some way. I had the effects of being drunk (e.g. moving vision, very wobbly) however I think I was on acid. Anyway, I didn't really know what I was doing and I think I was trying to get home, so I just walked through a hallway.

Suddenly, I was stumbling very extremely around a quiet village. It was morning now, probably about 9am, and the sky was cloudless. It was a beautiful day, but I was more intoxicated than ever. I was ever so confused - I had the feeling you get the morning after a party when you don't recall what happened, but much worse. I decided as soon as I was concious that I was near my secondary school, but I simply couldn't get my bearings right and I was incredibly confused and lost. Suddenly I saw a train station, which told me I was not near my secondary school as there is no train station nearby. I did not recognize where I was at all, which was extremely worrying. I stumbled over to the train station, which was very small and made of wood. I saw the train station sign, which informed me that I was in Kingsclere of all places!

2) I was sitting in the shade of a swimming pool area, where people were sun bathing in the gorgeous weather. I was with a dealer called Dee. We were fully clothed as we were in the shade. Strangely, the pool area was in place of where my town's bus station normally is We were going to make a move and go to a party - maybe a free party or a rave, I can't really remember. We eventually got up and walked past where the buses normally would park, down the back alley of Nandos, Pizza Express and some other restaurants. I was told we were going to a place called the Crackhead Steps to meet some people we knew, but instead of walking straight for a while like we normally would, we turned left into a strange industrial building that I'd never seen before. It was very shadey here. Here, some very dodgy people were congregating, for example Chucky.Mo. I think they were doing some sort of drug deal, and Dee was involved in this. I, however, was very intimidated and didn't want to get involved, so I stood awkwardly, absolutely terrified.

I think this was the same dream, but it was in a different location - maybe a pub? Anyway, I was looking at Dee again, and she was absolutely stunning (she's pretty ugly in reality ). She was still odd looking, but it was a sexy-odd. Her head was kind of mis-shapen and was wearing a green dress. She looked like an alien.

I was inside a television program, and I'm pretty sure it was South Park, as I was with a character who I'm almost 100% was Cartman
We were outside in the middle of the night, in the middle of a field. We walked towards the end of the field until we got to a very large oak tree. We looked around where the roots were, to find a large ditch with a morbidly obese man. He looked about 150 stone (and I'm not exaggerating) and he looked a bit like King Jabu Jabu from Zelda: Ocarina of time Cartman and I had travelled specifically to see this fat man. Suddenly, lighting struck incredibly loudly, and I screamed a very high pitched scream. Then I woke up, and was convinced I had screamed outside of my dream, however after a minute or two it became obvious that I hadn't.