Having been apprehended for possession and forced to take a class, I can tell you what the "official" classification of marijuana is.
It is, in fact, a hallucinogen. Now you might say that you don't see things while high. . . but can you tell me you've never heard things? I certainly get all manner of audio hallucinations/distortions while high - matter of fact, this is one of my favorite effects of the drug.
That said, the hallucinogens are the most vastly heterogeneous "variety" of drugs - its sort of a category into which all drugs that can't be classified as the other three types of psychoactive drugs are thrown, so the fact that they're all labeled as the same type is misleading as to their actual similarity to one another. The main thing that applies to pretty much all hallucinogens is the presence of some affect on seratonin - again, this is probably a generalization and not true in all cases, but as somebody mentioned above, marijuana can have a slight affect on seratonin levels, and one would imagine that extremely high doses would have proportionately higher effects on seratonin.
I'm not a big fan of this classification system myself - its too broad and doesn't leave any room for the nuance of reality.
As for marijuana and dreaming, this almost certainly differs from one individual to the next. However, being part of a circle of stoner friends seems to confirm that weed, in most people, will reduce the amount you dream. When I smoke I smoke heavily, several times a day, and I also almost never dream during that time. I just recently stopped smoking after a long, long period of heavy smoking and my dreams have been TOO vivid and real. It seems that every moment I'm not awake I'm dreaming.
I often have strings of false awakenings - I'll think I just woke up, then I'll wake up again, then I'll wake up for real. My dreams also seem to have a much more negative tone - cemetaries have been popping up a lot lately, and there seems to be a running theme of people using some means to paralyze me with pain. In one somebody dug their fingers into my side so forcefully that I couldn't move from the extreme pain, and couldn't cry out for them to stop. Earlier today I dreamed that somebody applied some kind of freezing spray to the back of my neck/spine repeatedly, paralyzing me - again, I could not move or speak to resist.
All this in stark opposition to periods when I'm smoking, in which I'll be lucky to remember a single dream over the period of two weeks. And the ones I do remember are completely neutral and insignificant. For instance, I'll dream that I'm walking down a hallway for ten minutes. . . that will be a whole dream.
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