hallucinations after a cardiac arrest

  This is a dream about me being an octopus, my life, and what it is like to be a creature underwater. This is a nice dream.  Please put your comments on the blog. If you don’t, I would like your permission to move them.  Octopus-  I was born a blue octopus, which is very rare. My Mum gave me the name of the blue gladiator,  ‘Spartacus’ which meant I was very strong and powerful. I was abandoned and left to go my own way. I did not like this and promised myself I would never do this to my offspring when I was old enough to meet a mate. I met ‘Trixanella’ and she was also a blue octopus. I loved the way she caught her prey and I fell in love with her straight away. I went and talked to her using the octopus sign language. It was obvious she felt the same way, so we got married and made love quite quickly and she fell pregnant.  She had six little blue children. She promised to look after them and fend off any predators. We both felt the same way about the si...

Hallucination date- November 2022 -  This is about how Batman had to solve a murder mystery and change into many forms. It's is an intriguing tale with many twists - way too weird to solve but you can give it a go I was a girl in a large room with a sizable amount of desks. I was putting four chairs on the desks upside down, and I was mopping the floor with an old type mop with white cotton string and a wooden handle. The mop handle had a small hole in the top to fit the mop head with a nail, the bucket had a colander on one side to twist and dry the mop head and the other side to keep the mop in the soapy water. The bucket was made by ADDIS. Most of the things were made of plastic, but all the bolts and the screws were sold in paper bags. I used to work in my grandad's hardware shop when I was a teenager every Saturday, this must be where the idea came from. There was a large window which I opened onto a balcony and I started to mop the floor. It was nighttime and I was lookin...

This is a short dream about a hazardous motorway and an infamous clipper lighter; the best thing was that you could pull the stick out to push the roach in. They came in all sorts of colours, and they were so coveted they were often stolen. My friend was driving a coach at 120 km per hour down the motorway. I was suddenly driving the coach with no perceptible change in the driver, I was not concentrating on the road. I was trying to light an incense stick in a wooden holder with an orange clipper. I looked up and suddenly in the road there was a right angle turn to a water park, it’s my favourite activity. I really wanted to go but a right angle turn at 120km/hr is a perilous manoeuvre  to say the least. While looking around the motorway there were no alternatives, I had to slam on the brakes and annoyed all the cars behind me until they realised they had to do the same thing. I don’t know if we made it to the water park safely as I woke up.

Hands up who hasn't had a dream about F15’s, UAP’s and a Cadbury’s Creme Egg? Come on, we have all had them.  I bet you had one last night. They are just as common as talking in public and your trousers falling down, running away from something but you feel like you're going in slow motion. They are up there in the top 5 dreams.  Maybe you just do not remember yours. If so, reading this will refresh your memory, leave your comments below the blog. I was in my F15 fighter jet but it was ATOL (Aerial take-off and landing). (I do know that an F15 is not ATOL, the only aeroplane is the Harrier jump jet. They are cool, I built an Airfix model when I was a kid). I was with my friend and we descended vertically next to the forecourt shop into two normal car park spaces at a BP Petrol station, they should not have fitted but they did. We opened our canopies and threw a rope ladder down to the ground and descended it onto the forecourt. We filled up the jets with normal petrol, I know ...

Introduction Obviously this is a dream involving a field of roses but also a packet of food with an amusing twist at the end. Please leave your comments on the blog and sign up while you are there. This helps boost the ranking of the blog plus you will be the first to know when I have done a new dream. I am finally feeling better and this is the first dream I have published in a while. Dream I was walking through a huge field of roses, they were all in flower, a beautiful red colour there were thousands of them. All very beautiful. I picked a few and I held them in one hand. It was like a bouquet. There was a road that went around the field in an ellipse. I walked to the end of the field. The road culminated on a one-way bridge, there was a blue and white road sign with the large white arrow pointing upwards and the small white arrow pointing downwards meaning that one way traffic had to stop on the other side before continuing onward.The bridge was made of old stone, it was an ancient...

H allucination date-18th May 2019 In this sleep-induced Imaginarium, I was in the company of a consummate artiste in a nondescript automobile whose primary purpose was the conveyance of sundry goods. The artiste was in charge of ensuring the vehicle’s continued onward advancing momentum. Powered by an internal combustion engine, it proceeded along the bumpy tarmac on its four wheels rotating in a forwards circular motion. Contained within the rear section of the automobile was an exquisite art installation. I was unsure of the exact nature of the art itself, but was sure it would delight anyone who beheld its magnificence. The artiste powered the automobile along the coastal avenue, parallel to the lapping sea waters against the small rounded rock formations which formed a beach. He chugged along past the metal and wooden boardwalk which jutted out into the twenty six mile channel of English and French seas. The coast was bereft of the usual sights such as the slush ...