Another odd dream, this one was incredibly detailed and long, but unfortunately I couldn't remember everything, probably not even 20% of it...
I would start using Huperzine A again, since it seems to me the best option available here (galantamine it's difficult to get in Europe afaik).
This one the first dream I remember in quite a long time, I would even say since the last dream I wrote down here, so 9 days.
I was without ANY sleep for almost 3 days... because of kratom withdrawal.
This time the withdrawal was heavier than normal ( sometimes I barely feel kratom withdrawal), because of a too fast tapering... The worst symptom has been (this like always..) brutal insomnia. no thing worked for this, sadly, so I just "ate the ceiling" all night, as we say in Spain.
I was even worried when I finally felt that I was going to be able to sleep, last night, since a dream that I don't remember, couple days ago, came with the "typical" astral attacks, push n pull shit that I'm almost used to nowadays....
Finally nothing "bad" happent, but I felt some kind of attack:
I remember seeing a big building, in some kind of colonial style, I was in some kind of square/plaza, seeing that building and thinking... I'm in Madrid? I don't remember this at all being from Madrid... I must be....
in a dream! (next day I was going to carry my gf to the airport, to Madrid)
and then the lucidity came in. It was interesting because the first thing I thought, was that that city it's a place I don't know, but seemed pretty familiar, it was a bit like some places I imagine from México or Peru, by the photos I've seen from there.. I was walking through the streets, enjoying everything (I love being lucid in a dream) and then suddenly I barely couldn't move! I was struggling to move my feet and body, like being progressively freezed, no matter how hard I tried (that's what I considered that could be a astral attack, but in this case I'm not so sure).
Then I thought.... "umm, ok, I'm here stuck, cannot move, but I'm in a dream, being lucid, what if I try to fly instead?" It was like breaking the Matrix, and then it happent! I started flying in the city, so amazing, but I couldn't really control the flight, it was a bit messy, because it was totally different "dynamics" than what we are used to while diving or walking, or at least it was in the dream.
I remember telling a beautiful girl that was walking the street: "hey! look at this!" it was quite feisty, and fun.
After some time I remember "crashing" into the floor, but not dangerously. I was in another part of the city, from then the dream was almost as lucid but less crisp and sharp and I remember less. I remember a lot of bird poop everywhere in the street, and some people, that seemed cuban-like talking about it, then I remember talking with a woman for a moment after playing a piano, it was important but I don't remember shit, and then I entered a place with A LOT of different pianos, like some hall of a hotel or a museum, full of different pianos, most of them very antique and fucked up, with broken keys and all that (I play piano).
I started playing some of them, till I found one that was more or less ok, I remember feeling the piano and the music very differently, almost like when I play on psychedelics, it seemed like some kind of "geometric dance" of my hands, creating different colors/palettes, more than just hitting keys, or playing music in terms of chords, in fact I felt that the chords or way I played had no sense with the music that sounded but at the same time was like I was doing something right, like "those pianos need to be played like that".
Strange stuff.
