This was one of the weirdest dreams I had, and it starred Akshay Kumar for some reason, absolutely no clue why. It was not even like I had read anything about him, or watched a movie of his recently. The last movie of his that I watched was OMG 2 about four months ago, but Entertainment is burned in my head from a one-time watch. Anyway, over to the dream.
The main thing was he was in a bus with us, long hair, looking a bit like Lucky from Main Hoon Na. All of us got down from the bus at an apartment complex in Delhi, and the funny thing is Delhi does not even have these towering apartment complexes. This is one of those persistent architectures that I see in my dreams, and it was a variation of the building that I live in, but still not used to at an unconscious level clearly.
So, everyone wanted to go home, but Akshay wanted to party. I felt pity for him, rallied the rest of the gang, and arranged for an impromptu party on the terrace. There was some music playing on a portable speaker, and in all it was a sad affair. We shared a doob, and the neighbours got angry. Now I saw something strange happen, to escape the judgemental neighbours, the others at the party jumped off the building, and kind of floated-glided down seven storeys. I knew something bizarre was happening because while I have flown, levitated or glided many times in my dreams, this was the first time that I saw others doing that. They basically jumped with no fall damage, so it was only borderline flying.
Anyway, Akshay Kumar disappeared somewhere after that, and I wanted to go home, and this began the distressing phase of the dream, or the nightmare that wakes you up. Apparently, what the Delhi board had done was cut away a section of the building, change the address of the cut away wing, constructed a road, and moved the wing to another place. So I was looking around for my address and my number but was really struggling to do that. While looking for the address, and finding that my home was not there in the main tower, and not even there in the cutaway section, I got really scared about where I would go and where all my stuff was and I woke up.
I have no clue why the unconscious brain conspires to wake you up like this, but clearly there is something knowledgeable at work, where your mind is directing your body, even when you are totally insensate and not lucid. I want to tap into that part of my mind.
Also have to choose between drugs and dreams. Drugs and alcohol deteriorate the quality of dreams, but the two improve waking reality. Have to find a balance, and take more tox breaks, while exhibiting self-control to stop partaking even when I have the substances available. The longer the tox-break, the more likely it becomes that the drugs win.
