I haven't been smoking weed much lately and I always have way more intense dreams then and during sobriety in general (I have not been sober at all, just no weed - when I'm fully sober I dream like crazy). Anyway I had particularly intense dreams last night so I thought I'd share.
My first dream began very slowly, it took me forever to fall asleep. Gradually, as I laid there with my girlfriend, I began to believe I was hearing people talking downstairs (my house has an upstairs from the bedroom, not a downstairs). Then I started getting up. I mean I didn't really, but I thought I was. I was in my parents' house, and it was actually modern times as my dad was gone (usually my dreams are several years behind my real life in terms of people). My mom was having a party and my brother and sister were there, and this professional musician she hired who was playing guitar. I kept wanting to play my keyboard with him, but I kept getting distracted. Primarily, every time my girlfriend would shift I would realize I was in my bed with her and not hanging out with people, but I would still hear the people and I'd get back up and go rejoin them. The events of the night are hazy as this was my first dream of two, but a few things I remember.
At one point, I was with some musicians including the professional musician (who reminded me of a friend I went to college with who was a drummer). We were in some sort of video game world (like Mario-style), and we dropped into some room. A guy with me was describing something that it seemed like I was deeply familiar with, like I had been to this place many times before. We were trying to unlock a hidden room or something. He said that the key was about to drop and we had to expect it. I saw it drop and grabbed it, it looked like the Grateful Dead lightning bolt, and unlocked this panel. A tiny hole opened up, and the guy went through it... he basically stuck his hand in, and it started sucking his body through this tiny hole. I dropped the key by accident and it fell and vanished, and I knew that it would fall infinitely, and the feeling gave me some vertigo. The guy said it was okay because now it would always be open for everyone, as it should be. Then I went up to the hole. I said to one of the other guys that it was just like in some of my dreams I've had before where you approach this small opening and get sucked through as if you're immaterial. For some reason it didn't occur to me this was a dream though. I went up to it and stuck my hand in, and got sucked through, the feeling was really interesting and identical to other dreams I've had with these portals, which all have taken place in this city underneath the mountains that is a dream world I used to go to often but haven't been to in years. On the other side I found myself falling/flying through the air and sort of vaguely translated back to my parents' house, it was dawn. I was pissed because I had missed the whole party, but my brother had just gotten home from somewhere and said everyone was still hanging out. I set my keyboard up and started playing with the musicians, but I felt clumsy.
Then I semi-woke up in bed with my girlfriend again, and decided to get up to take some L-theanine because I realized I was sleeping really shallowly. I perceived it as the very crack of dawn, earlier than it had been a moment ago. I got up and walked to my "office", which was actually one of the upstairs rooms in my parents' house, down the hall from my room where we were sleeping (of course really I wasn't awake). I was trying to take some L-theanine, but I felt drunkenly clumsy, like my coordination just wouldn't work right, and I kept spilling it. Then I sat down to collect myself, and this woman came in. She was basically the same as this person I've met a few times at festivals, who helped me when I had a kidney stone earlier this year at a festival. She sat down and started talking to me and then put her hand on my leg and was really obviously making a move. I was sort of trying to ignore it and act like she wasn't but then she leaned in to kiss me and I was just went with it and we started making out. But then I woke up to my cat scratching at the door for food. I woke up for real this time, in my actual bed in my actual house, although it seemed no more real than the other false wake-ups. I went out to feed them, and saw it was only 4:00am, probably about 2 hours after I started dreaming. It seemed SO long. I took some actual L-theanine (pretty sure anyway) and went back to bed. L-theanine helps me sleep more deeply and I felt half awake up until then.
The next dream took place outside at night in a huge open field surrounded by forest. At first, it was a Burn that was a New Year's Eve party. There was a giant effigy, absolutely massive, multi-story, hundreds of feet tall. There was a festival with a bunch of vendors set up inside it, selling everything you could imagine. I was there with my boos and one of my co-workers from work. We were drinking beers and having a good time, exploring. My boss and I went looking for weed and smoked it (we are actually close and I told him about my ibogaine and opiate addiction stuff, but we've never really chilled in person though as the last time I actually saw him was like 10 years ago - I work remotely but we talk all the time). I spent a lot of time at this festival up in the effigy, met a lot of people, hanging out, etc... I don't really remember all the details, but eventually we climbed out because it was time for it to be burned.
I don't really remember the burning itself. After an indeterminate amount of time, the scene shifted. It was in the same place, but it became a multi-day camping festival. Music wasn't really a part of it, it was just a lot of people gathered and camping and partying. I was hanging out with a large group of people, one of them in particular. His name was Nick. At one point I saw some stuff he had and it was labeled with the name "Thanatos", and I was like whoa, I think this is Thanatos from Bluelight! I kept wanting to ask him but never actually did, but for some reason it seemed like it must be, based on him also knowing all kinds of stuff about drugs that most people don't. But then it seemed that he would have known the name Xorkoth if it was, even though there was no reason he should know that I had that name online.
Then it became this sort of medieval/magical thing, I was setting up my camp near these other people and one of them was evil or something, I don't really remember it well. I remember I was trying to thwart some plans he had based on how I was setting up my camp. That part was weird and the least clear part. I remember how vivid the stars were, and there was also very vivid Aurora Borealis in the sky, it was beautiful and otherworldly.
So Saturday came, in the dream I had been there since Thursday, and for some reason I had to go work (though it was Saturday) at my bandmate's parents' house (this is clearly a reference to how I played at a festival 15 minutes from his parents' house recently). For some reason, what I had to do was send my partially written book I paused years ago on writing, to my friend's boss. My boss (the same one I partied with at the Burn in my dream) was working with me with it. I had it on a floppy disk (an old-school 3.5 inch floppy) and had mailed it to him physically. He was displeased with the format, and me and my boss were discussing it. He had converted it to .rtf format in case he didn't have MS Word when he put it on the floppy. But it had removed all the formatting like bolding, centering, font size, etc. Then I realized I could just email the original .doc to the guy and did that.
Then I realized it was Saturday night and I wanted to go back to the festival because there was one more night. Thanatos was there at my friend's parents' house, but didn't want to go back, he wanted to go to this music venue an hour away to see a show. But the festival was about 10 minutes away. My bandmate assured him it was really close, and on the way. So we were getting ready to go, and then I woke up and realized it was all a dream and it was time to wake up.
I haven't had a night of dreaming that intense in quite a while. The first one in particular was very vivid and I kept going almost-lucid and having false awakenings.
Hey my friend, I had no idea that your dad passed away. My deepest condolences. I'm sure that you have the same mixed emotions that I had/have about losing my own dad last year. I miss him every day but also know that he was suffering in his body and ready to go.
Peace, Love and Faith,
Dreamflyer
Thanks man. Yeah it was the opposite of sudden and he was so ready to go, he wanted to for like 2 years. It was much worse watching him suffer at the end than it was for him to go, we had been mourning him for years, slowly, and it was a relief in many ways when he went, but still really hard.
I can't specifically recall any weird things I've tried to eat in dreams. I try to do drugs in dreams a lot, and sometimes they're in really odd forms. Like one time I remember... I've only done meth a few times, but the last time I did it, I had dreams about doing meth for months. In one of them, I remember the "meth" was this fuzzy stuff from the outside of dried reeds of some sort... you had to scrape it off with a knife. I spent the whole dream trying to get the reeds, then find a knife, then scrape it off... never actually got to do it.
