Hallucination Dream
March 9th, 2005
In this dream I was in a world where I was going crazy. I was not the person I normally am. I was someone different. I was hallucinating and I knew it, but I couldn't stop them. I couldn't stop seeing everything I was seeing. It was a constant struggle to keep focus on the world of reality, when I was constantly seeing all this crazy stuff.
It started out on a piece of land in a neighborhood. I was driving this massive, red truck. I didn't care about anything. I was just driving and I was going to run stuff over.
I drove the truck into another truck and right into a restaurant. I got out of the truck and looked at everything. I had destroyed so much. Matt had me come over to the jeep I hit and told me we could fix it. He started to screw the wheel back. The jeep was trashed. I said to Matt, "There's no way at all. It's impossible." He told me something and kept going and I helped him screw the wheel on.
I was driving the truck again, and I got back to this house with some land next to it. I drove over everything. There was a picnic table there, a hill, and a porch, I just drove right over it to get back to the yard next to the house. I said in a Irish accent, "I'm going to do stuff with this land! I'm going to raise some dogs, or maybe raise some chickens!"
The hallucinations were getting worse. I was unable to focus, and could only see through this distorted view of the world.
I was at some sort of gathering. It was like a church get together or something at the high school. Everyone was around this big table and I guess we were playing a game. They threw mushrooms and wild flowers and you had to catch them. I was amazing at catching them. I leaned way back, and caught some that no one else would be able to catch. Then they started to throw them faster and I couldn't do it anymore. I caught a few, and in the end I had 50 (even though at first I thought I had 12.) When it all ended, I saw a huge crowd of people come running and cheering.
I went home. It doesn't know where it was. It was a trailer with a basement. I walked in and we had visitors. I didn't know that and had already taken off my pants so I was walking about the house in my green boxers. I went downstairs to the basement where my room was. When I looked in the mirror I saw distorted things. I saw my body dance in crazy ways and continue to morph into different things. At one point I believed I was Eminem and was dancing on stage and pumping up the crowd.
I popped a zit on my forehead and saw a strange protrusion come out. I pulled on it and kept pulling and pulling out this long bloody tube. I thought I should probably break it off so I yanked hard to break it. I felt it down by my lip, as if I was pulling this tube that went straight through my head.