A hell of a dream | Poal: Say what you want.

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Then I'm in a garden near a house, and after a while I realize a giant mirror has been placed there and I didn't notice it, I realized it was there when I bumped into it and somebody near me said "you really didn't see it? What are you 12?" or something like that. "It has always been there" he said. And the giant mirror was giving the impression that the house was twice as big, while in fact it was just reflecting half of it, and in the mirror I could see the reflection of shadows dragging corpses. And then I started to get attacked by what seemed like sea-weed zombies that popped there a couple of moment before but they looked mostly peaceful at first but suddenly became ultra aggressive and I struggled/wrestled to get rid of them, it was screaming loudly, not sure I was the one screaming, and then I went into the house as I tried to escape the sea-weed zombies and I came near some kind of a couch and somebody was lying there, and she turned and faced me and it was my grandmother and she was waking up, she looked at me surprised and said "Oh it's you..."

And that's it, that's the end of the dream

I woke up and my mouth was dry as fuck, I thought maybe I really ate a couple of spiders during the night who knows

I closed my eyes again I could see those weird circumvolution you can see while under the influence of psychotropic drugs like LSD, van gogh style https://pic8.co/sh/Ku7czy.jpg probably leftovers of chemicals released by the brain during the dream

Then I went back to sleep, and I started to dream again, this time I was with a colleague, and we were on our way to meet a famous anthropologist in some remote area, sort of jungle with falls, and when we arrived we saw him banging his wife from a distance, and told my colleague that was just as surprised as I were at the sight of it, that his wife was total weirdo

And that's it, end of the dream

Last night I dreamt about eating spiders, I was eating a big spider by chunks like you would eat an apple at the point of a knife, raw, and I was like fuck that's disgusting, and at the same time I was contemplating that same type of big spider, another spider, agonizing in some fireplace near me, while getting attacked also by smaller insects and I was thinking "that spider is having a tough time, but she's tough those little fuckers don't have it easy... (at a moment when one gets wrecked by a spider kick)" and every once in a while I realized I was still eating my spider at the point of a knife and every time I was thinking "fuck that's really disgusting, I should stop" but proceeded eating chunks of it anyway Then I'm in a garden near a house, and after a while I realize a giant mirror has been placed there and I didn't notice it, I realized it was there when I bumped into it and somebody near me said "you really didn't see it? What are you 12?" or something like that. "It has always been there" he said. And the giant mirror was giving the impression that the house was twice as big, while in fact it was just reflecting half of it, and in the mirror I could see the reflection of shadows dragging corpses. And then I started to get attacked by what seemed like sea-weed zombies that popped there a couple of moment before but they looked mostly peaceful at first but suddenly became ultra aggressive and I struggled/wrestled to get rid of them, it was screaming loudly, not sure I was the one screaming, and then I went into the house as I tried to escape the sea-weed zombies and I came near some kind of a couch and somebody was lying there, and she turned and faced me and it was my grandmother and she was waking up, she looked at me surprised and said "Oh it's you..." And that's it, that's the end of the dream I woke up and my mouth was dry as fuck, I thought maybe I really ate a couple of spiders during the night who knows I closed my eyes again I could see those weird circumvolution you can see while under the influence of psychotropic drugs like LSD, van gogh style https://pic8.co/sh/Ku7czy.jpg probably leftovers of chemicals released by the brain during the dream Then I went back to sleep, and I started to dream again, this time I was with a colleague, and we were on our way to meet a famous anthropologist in some remote area, sort of jungle with falls, and when we arrived we saw him banging his wife from a distance, and told my colleague that was just as surprised as I were at the sight of it, that his wife was total weirdo And that's it, end of the dream

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