Alyzarin

Well, I ended up smoking a small amount of weed yesterday to see if I could do it without anxiety, which I did. And luckily it was early enough that it didn't really blunt my recall at all, it actually feels like it made my dreams a bit more detailed.

#1 - The Sandwich Haunts Me

I was in a bedroom with the lights out in a house at night with K and a couple of random people I don't recognize from real life. We're talking about going to a club or something, and a girl walks in and starts telling K and I about some really strong acid that's going around, I don't remember what she said about it but she gave some description of visuals that one kid had off of it which I'm pretty sure were not that amazing but really impressed us at the time. I really thought about getting some, but in the end I told her I don't trip anymore so at the most I'd probably roll (take ecstasy) or something. We start talking about smoking weed (not actually planning to do it or anything, just talking about it) and then it's revealed that one of the people there I don't recognize is an undercover cop and lights start flashing. I get up and run into the hallways of what turns out to be a really big and beautifully designed house. People all around me are disposing of drugs and evidence while the cops get ready to raid us, and I run out to the backyard where it's apparently daytime and there are lots of people just kind of hanging around and in the pool, not really saying or doing anything. I wandered around there for a bit until I just kind of forgot about the cops and went back inside.

I walk past a guy who's hitting on a girl by telling her some psychedelic trip report story that I (apparently) told him after reading it online. I go in another room and sit down next to some guy who asks me why I look annoyed, and I pull out a small piece of bread and pretend to be using it to text the guy who was hitting on the girl. Also, wherever I touch the bread there's a red mark which at the time I thought of as "raspberry stains". Eventually I was mad at myself for coming up with such a terrible lie and just tore the bread in half an offered half of it to the guy. He tells me how I had successfully taught him to sing like a girl but lately, after the thing with the cops and some jokes at his expense, he wasn't able to anymore. I felt sad and wanted to teach him again. ... While he's telling me this there's also a Powerpoint slide of a wesbite page or something covering half of my vision that listed some information about singing and had an image of the sky as its background. As we're eating the bread my vision suddenly turns third-person and we're watching a Spanish version of The Office. It skips around a lot while people are talking which gives it a very strange and surreal feeling, and it starts focusing on a woman who works in the office but is apparently also a hooker by night and pregnant, and her water breaks while she's walking to someone's desk. Meanwhile, even though I'm not really in my own body at this point, I can hear myself in the background talking to some guy whose job is apparently to redub the US version of The Office.

Suddenly the dream skips forward to me being back at home and my mom making breakfast for me. She started with making bacon strips, and after that she was making some french toast sandwiches, which were literally just half-bread (triangular) sandwiches made with french toast and some unknown ingredients in between them and drenched in syrup, and they looked AMAZING. I never got to eat them, though. Oh well....

#2 - Seizure Radio

It was nighttime, and I was in a bed with my parents, this guy I used to see now and then named S, and this girl A I went to public school with. It was around 4 AM and S kept talking loudly, I told him to shut up so my parents could sleep but he wouldn't stop, so I went out into the kitchen to get a drink of water. I was thinking about texting A about S while I was out there, but then I noticed a strange shadow in the hallway. I slowly walked over to it, then everything got really fast and glitchy and I started making these "vrrrrrrt" sounds over and over again, and I float into my parents' bedroom where I realize that my mom is holding me. I ask her what's wrong and she says she asked me if I was alright and my response was "You'll know once I'm on the seizure radio!" which I don't remember at all. That made me freak out, which woke me up.

Aaah that sandwich... if only I could have stayed in the dream long enough to eat it. >.< I need to have another lucid so I can summon it and taste its glory!