What Dreams May Come

Last nite ended well. Went to sleep to defragment my head after a solid 5 hour 5 gram trip. My brain went through some good changes. Now Cameron v11.2.3! I am surprised my last blog made any sense at all. I've never tried to type coherently while tripping. Anyway, I don't really dream that often so that I 'member them. In the case of last nite it was a might bit different. It was all good things. I usually can't fly in my dreams or if I can it's only a foot or two off the ground. On top of than I can never show anyone. Last nite I was much more accomplished at it. It felt great. To focus and lift off the ground without effort and move at will.
People were chasing me but I was too nimble. I don't usually win very often in my dreams. There is usually something wrong; like I can't see well, or I can only fly a foot off the ground with no real speed, or I just can't run that fast.

Before that, something that I haven't been able to approach correctly, for a bit, was comfortable and felt normal. I was happy with how that was working. It was nice to be past the nervous part.

And to top it off, the piece that Sean G. made for me was found in my dream. Sugar Tits

She is still at large.

I did a lot of thinking on my trip, of course. I made a few decisions. Thought about myself and what way I have been allowing my self to receive input from life. Listened to a large amount of digital music and watched my cats freak out on catnip for the first time. Focused on how I connect with people. Ivan made a comment about me "having walls" so I decided to take a walk around them. I'm glad I did. I hadn't talked with myself in a while. I decided it was time to stop distracting myself with TV so much and spend some time developing my network interfacing.

I feel new and like I could pull the moon down to my level. Dreams and mushrooms. It's all in my head.