Holy shit, this is so crazy. I just woke up from a dream where I was tripping AND lucid dreaming.
The dream started out with my parents doing some remodeling on our house. This part isn't really important, and the details are kinda hazy. The only important thing about this part of the dream was that I was harvesting some of my mushrooms, and one in particular that I picked was 70 grams fresh, so I thought to myself at the time, "Wow, 7 grams dry, this is a great yield!"
Later on in the dream, I'm riding on my motorcycle (I don't have a motorcycle in real life), with a box of pizza strapped with bungie cords to the front windshield, so my vision is a little obstructed. I noticed it was getting absurdly difficult for some reason to see where I was going. It was like there was a gathering mist darkening my vision of up ahead. It was almost turning into one of those dreams where the brakes on the car don't work, or you're running but not going anywhere--I was thinking to myself, "This isn't right, seeing shouldn't be this difficult, what's going on?!"
And then I realize that I'm dreaming. I'm pretty thrilled by this, so I start having some fun. I start peeling out at stops, drifting around corners, and generally doing stuff that I'd never attempt in real life. But the darkening of my vision is not going away, and furthermore, my vision is actually sort of pixellating. It was a lot like this digital camera effect I used to have on this really old floppy-disk digital camera...ah, here it is: the stained glass effect: http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ln-mzo-m19Q/THefEB1-eEI/AAAAAAAABVU/ylmfL79m-r0/s1600/GlassCam+Version+1.1+IPA+App+iPod+Touch+iPad+iPhone.jpg
That's what my vision started doing, except the units were tiny interlocking hexagons, so it was a little bit softer. And everything started to get a silvery, snow-like sheen to it, even the air itself. My thoughts also started to get really cacophonous. It came on very quickly. I started thinking to myself, "Holy shit! I'm tripping!"
So I get home, and whoa man, it started getting really crazy. I don't even know how to explain it. I sort of started to lose touch with my body's position in space. I started feeling on my body the same flowing, silvery, soft stained-glass-like effect that I was seeing as I was walking through the air that was doing the same thing. I actually thought to myself, "My god, you really can see and feel the air, just like that 1950s housewife was saying in that video clip!" It felt amazing! But this feeling became so complete that I had trouble doing anything physically. Even walking around my house, or trying to get on my computer, was almost impossible and almost too much of a mindfuck in and of itself because at this point I wasn't sure if I was actually doing any of these things or where I was. Edit: Actually, if I focused really hard, I could dispell the silvery stained-glass effect and see crystal clear for like 2 seconds, but then it would come back.
For some reason I tried to pull up on youtube a song I hadn't heard or thought of since my childhood:
I found it and started listening to it on my headphones (my parents were asleep elsewhere in the house, and I was actually kinda considering leaving the house because there was no way I was going to be able to interact with them like I was), but the music sounded like it was coming from very far away and from underwater. My thoughts, on the other hand, were getting really auditorally loud and just all over the place. I asked myself, "How the fuck did this happen?" BY THIS POINT, I HAD FORGOTTEN THAT I WAS DREAMING. I vaguely remembered that 70 gram mushroom I had picked earlier that day, and I thought to myself, "Did I eat it? I don't remember eating it, but I must have eaten it. It's the only way this could be happening." Events in my memory were starting to shift all around in chronological order, and I did not really trust my memories at that point, but I figured that it had to be the only way to explain what was happening because it felt like what I imagined a 7-gram trip would feel like. (The highest I've ever had in real life is 3.5 grams, and I've never had some of the experiences of such intensity that I just had in this dream, so how my brain knows how to model the experience up to this intensity, and qualitatively with the stained-glass visual pixelation and synesthisia with this and my tactile sense, and with my sense of embodiedness and chronology that far gone...)
Then I woke up and was like, "Jesus Christ!..." I laid back down at first because I felt really tired, and INSTANTLY MY THOUGHTS STARTED GETTING REALLY SQUIRRELLY, AND I WAS BACK INTO THAT SAME DREAM, TRIPPING AND ALL, IN LESS THAN A MOMENT. That kinda freaked me out, especially how my thoughts quickly started going back into tripping mode before I was even fully asleep again, and I was like, "JESUS CHRIST!" And I decided to stay up to make sure I wasn't losing my mind in real life or something. After a few moments of thinking about the dream, I then decided to get on here to write about it.
The only explanation I can think of is, I've been toying with my sleep schedule these past few days, and I always have crazy dreams (often sleep paralysis too) when I do that. (Note, however, that this was no sleep paralysis, but full-on lucid (and then non-lucid) dream tripping.
Edit: I just want to emphasize that the processes of my internal conscious thinking, and the physical sensations of the silvery-air, felt SO REAL, more real than real, really, during this dream that, once I had forgotten that I was dreaming, I never questioned that I was really tripping in real life.
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They say that life's a carousel / Spinning fast, you've got to ride it well / The world is full of kings and queens / Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams / It's heaven and hell - Ronnie James Dio (RIP)
Edited by Comradez (03/31/11 12:49 AM)
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