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tripping in your dreams

Dreamed that I did a couple lines of K in my sleep last night. Was feeling very euphoric afterwords. How does that work? Super placebo effect?
 
morbiddoctor said:
I posted a thread about insomnia on weed a long while back. I haven't smoked in a while. How close is JWH? I seem to recall weed giving me good dreams if I could fall asleep. I'm curious about JWH.
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JWH-018 gives me dreams, and makes me pretty sleepy to boot. I am an insomniac...sometimes if I smoke a tad too much (by my standards, not most peoples 8) ) I just can't resist the urge to sleep. It's very good for that.
It floods your cannabinoid receptors...if weed makes you sleepy, there's a good bet JWH-018 will too.

JWH-073 is way milder for me. I can't comment too much on sleep/dreams with it.

JWH-018 gives me dreams I actually remember, pretty vivid ones sometimes.
I RARELY ever dream. but JWH makes me dream...sometimes good, sometimes bad (nothing terrible)...

Interestingly enough, I've NEVER dreamt about taking/doing drugs, odd, considering the amount of substances I consume
 
http://www.dairyreporter.com/Industry-markets/Cheese-unlocks-your-wildest-dreams-says-study

How tacky. Or dare I pun... CHEESY. Ahahaha. Man thats not funny.

benadryl = worst dreams ever. :p

for whatever reason whenever I wear socks to sleep I have a dream where I get chased and wake up at some point, which embeds it in my memory to not wear socks to sleep

whenever i happen to score decent drugs while asleep, they aren't really what they are as much as what I'd want them to be. Like... my own personal archetypal dream drug stash.

I used to have a reoccurring dream where I got injected by syringes of experimental kill you chemical. I'd be visiting some random gvt office and someone would drop one or someone with a tray would slip and I'd be all dead. If the chemical was purple I'd go a a muted pastel heaven with old people that smelled like craft stores. If it was blue I'd just be in awkward heaven like "hey afterlife lol"

tripping THEN dreaming doesn't do much for me.

thats all.
 
a few nights ago i dreamed i injected heroin (something i haven't and wouldn't do). floated around for a couple of minutes feeling just great, then got worried about what my friends would think and woke up!
 
In the past week I've dreampt of dropping acid once, smoking DMT 4 times (breaking thru once) and eating Molly. So weird. I'm almost to the point of taking some acid now so I be that's why that's there. Weird shit.
 
LOL, normally I don't remember my dreams or dream uninteresting things but:

Last night (after having done a good deal of methylone in the previous day/night) I dreamt that I was in some big wooden housing complex, built like huts made by morons with two left hands, where people I didn't know were staying as guests.
The strange thing was it seemed like I was really aware of my mental state, constantly suspecting I was dreaming but looking around left to right seeing perfectly clear and sharp with my surroundings in incredible detail and color. Normally when I dream everything is not that visual at all but a rather conceptual and abstract stringing together of objects, people and places... often in a non-linear manner, like the meta-experience from ketamine.

I walked outside from the inn-like hut and encountered tyrannosaur like creatures that were raging around, they were very threatening, it was a spectacular experience, but the closer they got the less interested in me or threatening they became... like in a movie where the monsters never quite seem to make it, the closer they get the more dilated everything becomes. It's by definition impossible for them to harm you lol...

For some reason I gradually realized I must be tripping, could be since I doubted my sense of reality but didn't believe I was dreaming because everything was so incredibly real and usually one wakes up at some level of realization. I realized I was tripping on Morning Glories, specifically. (wait what? why!)

Then I returned inside, roamed around the guest quarters, and found someone's MP3 player which I briefly considered stealing (I never steal, except on a very small number of occasions from big corporations). Then I met this old guy who was the only person so far who made some connection with me and listened to me explaining my predicament. Shortly thereafter I gradually (normally this is not gradually for me at all) sensed my real body laying on a bed - a little like in Avatar when the guy comes into his new body - with a thought like "there, you see! I knew it! why the hell didn't this happen the first time I thought I punched through the illusion of dreaming?".

The end.
 
I remember once that I tripped in dreams, and shit was going crazy, like alien invasion/lottery win/racing with car at same time + trippy effect and visuals.

And though pattern was the craziest I ever remember.
 
I actually used to right down my dreams for a period of a couple of months and when i was taking a lot of ketamine and some other stuff i had some pretty crazy ones.....

Ive never really let anyone read these before so you should feel a little bit privileged lol here it is...

Last nights dream was 100% about drugs haha

I was in a random street with Richard *** and Brian *** and they gave me a pill which was roughly the same size as normal pills but was in the shape of a cone. Basically like a little pyramid with smoothed edges. They said i had to take it to hang about with them as it was an initiation that everyone had done. The pill was called a trip-tonic mind bomb.
I was a bit skeptical as they wouldn't tell me what it was that i was actually taking so i kid on that i had taken it then put it in my pocket. Brian then had three fireworks set up in front of him that were about the size of a person. He set one off and when it exploded in the air i started going on a crazy acid trip as if i had actually taken the pill. The street we were standing on was on a hill and had a view of the whole city. All of the buildings started going every colour you could imagine and all of the buildings started to change into paper houses instead of a proper city view. This was just one of the crazy views that occurred when the fireworks were exploding.
When the fireworks and my amazing trip were finished i started talking to Richard and he was saying to me that he couldn't believe how i was still so composed, as when he had taken the "trip-tonic mind bomb" the first time he was all over the place. As i knew i hadnt actually taken it i said to him how i just seemed to handle things ok usually, but i was definitely fucked in my head.
We left the street and started walking when Ross *** appeared and he said to me that i hadnt actually taken the pill i was given. I admitted that i had only taken half of the pill, even though i had taken none of it. The reason i said this was because when i took it out of my pocket it had broken in half and i only held half of it. They weren't too bothered that i had only took half of it and i decided just to take the other half. As soon as i put it in my mouth and swallowed i felt my eyes bulge and my mind start to change.
After a minute or so the trip started to calm down and me Richard and Ross were sitting in a flat. Ross brought out a block of hash and a block of something that was about the size of a passport and an inch thick and asked Richard to sell it for him. I asked what it was and Richard told me it was a kind of amphetamine. I asked if it was like ket and he said yes, but it was about 4 or 5 times stronger. Richard started breaking the block apart and it was turning into a huge pile of powder.
I asked Richard if he was getting any good pills at the moment as me and Stu were looking to buy quite a lot for the end of the month but he said he was only getting 1's as well at the moment. There was then a 1 on the table in front of us and it started to break itself up into a few pieces.

The dream ended here but i remember it was a really good dream due to all of the crazy patterns and colours i was viewing when the huge fireworks were exploding.
 
Leftley said:
I just don't dream. It really pisses me off, because I really do want to dream, but I don't. If I do I don't remember
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I found that smoking weed from late afternoon til bedtime makes dreams either not happen or much harder to remember. As soon as I stop smoking weed for a day or two, every night is like some adventure -- whether good or bad. I woke up in a sweat due to a particular nightmare I had that kind-of resembled DMT, tho in the dream I was pretending to fall asleep when I suddenly realised that I was "in a portal on my way to dream world", and hit all sorts of turbulence.

When I trip in my dreams though, usually I'm eating an ungodly amount (or godly, maybe?) of my mescaline extract. I'm talkin about grams. Feels pretty real, and no bad trips in my dreams :D
 
I had a dream last week where my friend was standing in a puddle cutting me off a ten strip of acid and dropped it in the puddle, at which point i bit into his sheet and and got violently ill in a matter of what seemed like five minutes followed by the beginning of a heavy duty trip and then i woke up.
 
I once saw what I thought was a giant spider thingy made entirely of neon lights, and it was on the same week I've done my first E, I think it was a small trip, never had anything like that before or after.
 
Man, I still can't stop tripping in my dreams!! I trip within a dream at least 3 times a week, though probably more that I don't remember. I like my dreams for this reason. After I began using psychs, I realized that during some trips, I had a feeling so reminiscent of my dreams, that my dreams themselves started to become trips. This is a good thing, because I fucking love tripping so much; my dreams help me a lot to deal with this.

I had a dream the other night about an LSD bull. It was a bull that people would often ride while under the influence of LSD. I had a prepackaged bag of LSD gummies and I was eating them like regular candy, because each of them only had like 5-10 micrograms. But since I ate enough of them, I tripped quite nicely. When I was riding the bull, I noticed how amicable and cute he was. Apparently a lot of people had trouble holding on to him, though, because he was very erratic and jumped up VERY high and would bounce off of walls. I felt that he was my friend. I had to help him to obtain three different plants from the yard I was in, so he would have something to eat. When he would jump up very high (about 20 feet into the air) I would reach out and grab a leaf from a tree and feed it to him. He seemed thankful, and we got along pretty well. This dream had an intriguing feeling throughout it.

Ya know, I wonder if Bluelight has a dream interpretation thread... *searches*... If not, I'm gonna make one!!
 
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Dreamed I had a 1 gallon ziplock bag of crystal MDA. My dreaming self is often a reflection of what I want in real life lol.
 
I've had a dream where I lined up three shots of vodka and dropped LSD into all three shots and slammed them down. Then I absolutely tripped balls, in the dream all the surfaces started turning into space dreamscapes and people were morphing, I knew that I was tripping in the dream. I also kept staring at something and getting lost in catatonic contemplation of that thing until something else in the dream snapped me out of it.

I had this other dream where I was hanging out in a cabin and after a while someone gave me a bong hit of DMT and I fell backwards onto the couch. Then my dream became a vision of being on the bottom of the ocean, looking up at giant ferris wheel type creatures rolling slowly by. I started crawling across the bottom of the ocean, digging into the sand and pulling myself along, I could only see about a metre in front of myself because of the darkness. Then I slowly started rising up and up in the sea until I slowly came to and woke up on the couch. At this point all I could remember was that I'd just been dreaming about being at the bottom of the ocean and I sat up on the couch and started thinking about what that dream could have been about. I spent a while in the cabin in what I thought was waking life, and then felt water dripping onto my feet, I looked at the roof of the cabin and saw that there was a huge crack letting water in, I moved out of the way of the water and then the crack burst open and it came flooding in and I woke up with a start in my bed.

I loved those dreams :)
 
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