Last night, I had the most terrible nightmare. Now this is unusual for me, because I rarely have dreams I consider nightmares; I may experience scenarios/imagery that is bizarre, even creepy, but rarely do they frighten me. The one I experienced last night, though, was a bona fide nightmare — quite possibly the worst I’ve ever had.
Thankfully, I remember very little of it. What I do remember, however, I wish I could forget. Imagine being trapped in a Fulci/Cronenberg collaboration — filled with murder, rape, bestiality, and humans transforming into grotesque monstrosities — and being unable to escape no matter how hard you try; that gives you some idea of what I experienced.
If there’s a positive to all this, it’s that I’m no longer eagre to experiment with hallucinogens. If my sleeping mind can subject me to such horrors, I’m positively afraid of what my waking mind on acid could subject me to.