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    Smoking Salvia Divinorum on my Bed

    by DropTherapy on 03-01-2020 at 06:18 AM
    I was laying on my bed in the middle of the day with a pipe full of dried brown salvia leaves. I remember taking a hit of it and noticing how the leaves went from brown to green when I was smoking them. This could be seen as my first hallucination or as just a weird dream thing. Almost instantaneously I started hearing an oddly "synthetic" or artificial sounding shamanic music in my head as everything in my vision became wavey and brown/orange-tinted in color and I felt my physical being melting/decentigrating into what felt like a parallel dimension to ours. This caused me to feel like I was floating or levitating, which is typically the polar opposite of how actual salvia affects percieved gravity. I didn't quite break through but it felt like I was getting there. Do note that I didn't know too much about salvia before I woke up and researched it out of curiosity and my brain was mostly replicating what I remember from reading about other psychedelics like psilocybin mushrooms.

    Updated 03-01-2020 at 06:28 AM by DropTherapy

    Categories
    non-lucid , memorable

    Cotton Picking and Mushrooms

    by DropTherapy on 02-28-2020 at 06:37 AM
    I was at school and we were doing a career orientation kind of thing. We were separated into boxlike structures and the supervisor asked me what my current interests were. My thought process went as follows:

    -Well I like music but that's not very lucrative and I'd rather not hear him complain about that
    -Oh wait! I just remembered that I have a lot of cotton laying around my house!

    I remember seeing a red projection of a lower level of a house with white cotton balls scattered around. I mentioned that I had cotton lyring around my house and he said that a desirable career option could be picking cotton. In my head I thought to myself "Well I should be fine since it's not like the 1800s anymore"

    The next part of the dream started when I walked downstairs and noticed a container of psilocybin mushrooms that haven't been picked yet. I went downstairs and immediately attempted to dose by cutting a mushroom in half. The scale told me I had 10 grams in my hand which when dried is equivalent to 1 gram which is a decently moderate experience. I ate that half with the intention of giving the bigger half to a friend and nothing happened. One thing I remember is that before I put it on the scale the mushroom changed to a regular edible mushroom that you can buy at a store. I remember the distinct taste of that kind of mushroom instead of the supposedly terrible taste of an actualy psilocybe cubensis mushroom.
    Categories
    non-lucid , memorable

    Heaven

    by DropTherapy on 01-21-2020 at 04:07 PM
    Somehow, I had made it to heaven. My suspicion is that I was able to peek at it when sleeping. I find that heaven is a beurocratic, authoritarian regime and everything is constructed in the style of a renaissance-era town/city. The first thing I remember noticing is that there wasn't a single racial minority there. I remember overhearing a conversation from the higher-ups about the hazards that my arrival would bring and that no one is to know about it. At the same time someone from a slightly lower rank heard about it and started planning to sabotage the system. Later, me and a friend from real life who was also in heaven with me apparently found Leonardo DaVinci as he was entering his house and started asking him some questions. He looked less like DaVinci and more like Adam Jones from Tool, but that's not important. We asked him was his least favorite part of heaven was and he said "eh... the food" as he opened a compartment in his wall to reveal a large stick pretzel. I asked if it had anything to do with food shortages and he seemed a tad confused. I was talking about how I felt anxious and my friend said it could be because of my current sleeping position (I must have been asleep inside of the dream). I pulled out a phone screen with an unfinished verse of a rap song I was working on and my friend was shocked by how little I had finished and if I was okay. I then woke up. What I have noticed is that the best dreams are cut off by school days.

    I might see if I can write a short story about this beurocratic ethnostate idea of heaven, but for now I have other stuff in life to worry about.
    Categories
    non-lucid , memorable

    My Grandma Almost Kills Herself

    by DropTherapy on 10-19-2019 at 08:10 PM
    In this dream I was playing a game that had some form of AI in it. It tried to generate and ocean-based Zelda game but since it didn't know how to program NPCs there were just a bunch of dead mermaid Links at the bottom of the ocean. I then woke up and went to the kitchen. It was early in the morning (likely 5PM or before) and my grandma wasn't in a good emotional state. I hugged her for a little while, which resulted in her telling me that she was calling the cops. When I asked why, her only reply was "suicidal war rites". She grabbed a petri dish with remnants of some kind of brown substance while I was begging her not to kill herself. She was about to get something else from the cabinet where we put our cereal until she finally snapped and screamed at me to shut the fuck up.
    Categories
    nightmare , false awakening

    Milo's Resurrection

    by DropTherapy on 09-25-2019 at 03:19 PM
    Fragment 1: I was playing a minecraft mod that starts you off with only a set amount of chunks that are added onto by doing certain things. Meanwhile, someone was telling me about an incident they were involved in. I would give details if I could remember.

    Fragment 2: Me and my mom were in the parking lot at a local shopping center when we saw the queen of England. Without even thinking, my mom started talking to her, invited her in the car, and we got in and started driving home. I put on a song from a Leprous/Rishloo album that doesn't exist. It had the opening riff from "Lovely Room" off of Rishloo's first album, but it was more distorted and droned throughout the entire track. The album featured a black album cover with dark blue markings to imitate a stone pattern. The song itself was pretty soft in tone. Eventually, I had to get out to clean the road because one of the neighbor's recycle bins had fallen over. It had the words "work smart and not hard" spray painted on it. I turned my head a little bit and saw my late dog Milo sniffing something. By this time, the queen was talking to my mom from our porch. I tried to call my mom's attention to the fact that our dead dog is outside right now, but she just wouldn't budge. My aunt did see, however, and I remarked about how odd it is that he's here and that he looks not a year older than when he died. I then told her, "You would've thought I would have this dream the night after he died-" I exclaimed YES under my breath at the realization that I had just become lucid. I looked at my right hand, as per tradition for me, and it was extremely messed up. Fingers were coming out of fingers in a tree-like fashion, and I only had two fingers that branched from my palm. I focused hard enough and it became more normal, although I was missing a finger. I tried getting that finger back, but I only got to halfway before I gave up. Some insignificant stuff that I can't remember happened, and then I woke up.

    Updated 09-26-2019 at 05:02 AM by DropTherapy

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    lucid , memorable , dream fragment