Originally Posted by Amoeba
Some of the things have rang some bells for me, some of it has not. It's been fascinating to read.
Fever-induced dreams, for example, I remember them and some of what has been said here sounds similar. I don't remember much in ways of geometric shapes - they showed up from time to time. Everything would be in angles and maths in those kinds of dreams, sometimes with things getting bigger or smaller, or me getting bigger or smaller at alarming rates. There wasn't so much a slowness, rather it was painstakingly repetitive to the point of being nauseating, even making me feel delirious.
In some other dreams, everything would be feverish and frantic, but very slow at the same time. Like I wanted it to end so quick because it was so uncomfortable it was painful and just because of that it would slow down to make it even more unbearable. It would sound like whispering and arguing, like two entities or divisions in my mind were arguing with one another, and it would get louder and more aggressive until I burst awake. But I could never remember what it was about.
Another thing was this awful texture in my mouth. It would feel like my mouth was filled with a soft fibrous lighter-than-cotton substance, almost like a fluffy ball of spider silk. The way it felt on my teeth and mouth was awful, especially the way it rubbed on my teeth. It was like that icky feeling people sometimes get from rubbing two bits of polystyrene together.
When I was in this feverish state when I was little, and mum was watching the television, I used to get immense deja vu with every little thing that was said on the television, and I'd be dreaming but still hearing it. Like I knew what was going to be said seconds before it was said, and the dream would have already taken the path it was going to in accordance to what was being said on the television before it was said on the television.
Same here with just about everything. With me, though, the voice(s) seemed to be yelling at me. I got the fabric feeling in my mouth also, but my mouth felt like it was stuffed full, taste and all, with tissues.
And yeah I know what tissues taste like but that's a different childhood story.
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