Wait this could maybe be good if used very responsibly. When I had my last shroom trip, i was gone so long that I had to meet every single one of my friends again, but i had so much time to learn and think in that time span (it was also horrible). Dangerous concept for sure though lol
I once had a dream lasting months, ultra vivid.m, ending in a futuristic battle scene in which everyone around me was massacred and then I was killed last. Woke up, and three minutes had passed since I last looked at my phone.
I remember a long period of wandering the countryside. Long conversations with farmers over dinner, them letting me bed down in their barns or guest rooms. Doing a little chores for each one. I remember the feeling of excitement slowly growing as I got closer to the man I was tracking.
But maybe it was just memories that appeared in my head.
The battle scene alone was well over three minutes, and it was just the very end of the dream.
But you never know.
I do remember I woke up in a literal cold sweat. As in my skin was cold to the touch, and I was covered in sweat, and my heart was racing, and I was full of adrenaline and terrified. I’ve never woken up like that, and never had a cold sweat in my life outside of that.
This actually happens often for me now. I find that afterward it’s almost like coming down from a real psychedelic trip, for the entire day. And i have the clarity to recall memories from my childhood that i once thought lost, lasting the whole day
In my case it happened during the last weeks of my mother’s life. I was staying with her and taking care of her.
I was really bitter about it. I was in denial that
it was the end, and I just saw it as I didn’t get to be with my friends and my new life in the city I’d moved to just out of college.
So I did a meditation, where I was doing something with my heart chakra, trying to remind myself to be grateful for my mother and this chance to see her, and trying to remind myself she was dying.
Uber driver, gotta go, upvote and ask me for
more if you want rest of story.
Wait this could maybe be good if used very responsibly. When I had my last shroom trip, i was gone so long that I had to meet every single one of my friends again, but i had so much time to learn and think in that time span (it was also horrible). Dangerous concept for sure though lol
I once had a dream lasting months, ultra vivid.m, ending in a futuristic battle scene in which everyone around me was massacred and then I was killed last. Woke up, and three minutes had passed since I last looked at my phone.
Like for real months, like 30 days, 24 hours? Or the dream skipped through that timespan?
You’ve seen Total Recall right? I don’t know.
I remember a long period of wandering the countryside. Long conversations with farmers over dinner, them letting me bed down in their barns or guest rooms. Doing a little chores for each one. I remember the feeling of excitement slowly growing as I got closer to the man I was tracking.
But maybe it was just memories that appeared in my head.
The battle scene alone was well over three minutes, and it was just the very end of the dream.
But you never know.
I do remember I woke up in a literal cold sweat. As in my skin was cold to the touch, and I was covered in sweat, and my heart was racing, and I was full of adrenaline and terrified. I’ve never woken up like that, and never had a cold sweat in my life outside of that.
This actually happens often for me now. I find that afterward it’s almost like coming down from a real psychedelic trip, for the entire day. And i have the clarity to recall memories from my childhood that i once thought lost, lasting the whole day
In my case it happened during the last weeks of my mother’s life. I was staying with her and taking care of her.
I was really bitter about it. I was in denial that it was the end, and I just saw it as I didn’t get to be with my friends and my new life in the city I’d moved to just out of college.
So I did a meditation, where I was doing something with my heart chakra, trying to remind myself to be grateful for my mother and this chance to see her, and trying to remind myself she was dying.
Uber driver, gotta go, upvote and ask me for more if you want rest of story.
I’m also kinda scrambled now though
It’s ok to be a little scrambled. You may have gained insight into a better way to exist that conflicts with the way your society is organized.