What are acid dreams about?

Dream: in a dark room alone with a closet like pole above my head whilst I was in a ball position teeth smile and eyes squinting whisper "tamia the cat" gradually getting faster till it gets loud and stops. I switch to first person and become lucid. A beam of sunlight shines towards my face whilst my insecurities are being told to myself in my own voice as they move from ear to ear, I feel the presence of someone else watching me. (a wooden pole is beside my right arm I try forgetting about it.) I rub the sunshine off my face the voices of myself being echoed back at me still, rubbing sunlight i cross my legs out of nowhere one voice becomes the loudest saying I am going insane and I am crazy I get on my hands and knees feeling intense heart burn and acid reflux i let the sunshine beam on the back of my head I feel eyes on me. I feel need to embrace the light. I stand up open my eyes I tremble backwards almost falling to the floor. On the wooden pole is the face of a monkey like mask my knees shaking my heart sunk I yell "I hate you" whilst swinging my numb half limp arms at it. I joult out of bed breathing heavy half swinging my arms doused in sweat and tears I lay back down gaining sense of what was going on I felt really sick and actually had heart burn and acid reflux I turn to the left and go back to sleep.

Before I begin, I would also like to mention that I’ve recently been dabbling in heavy spirituality such as reality shifting. While this seems absurd please respect my beliefs. To continue, I woke up at 3:33 and this is what shook me.

In the dream I was tasked with being essentially in a dream world where I had to torture other children (my body was one of my child state), or, kill the main “head honcho” which in this case was the form of a female witch with green skin. I remember a sense of dread the whole time I was in there. I was able to kill her without doing any unspeakable acts, but only after cutting open the back of her neck, to reveal a mid-size frog creature controlling her from the inside. He pleaded “ you don’t understand, this is so much bigger than you!” I didn’t care and chopped off his head. I left the realm and went back to my dream’s version of reality. The odd thing of this part of my dream, is when thinking about these “realms” I went to I remember doing it almost for fun as a child- the version in my dream of course, constantly winning, and escaping, so doing this brought about a sense of nostalgia within the dream.

Upon returning me and my partner whom were in that realm together heavily focused on never going back. We both came back to emails inviting us to return, and we both deleted it. I was almost instantly teleported home (which is why I know I was dreaming,) this part felt almost too unrealistic, which is odd since I just slaughtered a demon-frog thing. At home I remember making pasta, and then having to, for some reason, go back to these realms. While in their I no-longer had to kill a demon to escape, I was almost competing in a tournament with others to see who could do the most unspeakable things. My first task; drown my best-friend in acid. At this point I woke myself up out of fear for how genuinely disturbing, and genuinely nostalgic this made me feel. The clock was 3:33 and now it’s 3:53 and my post is concluding. I am authentically scared. Should I seek spiritual assistance, or does this dream and time of waking mean anything else?

It was really strange in that dream my insecurities popped up inferiorities i was bullied like in childhood went to a different more richer school and got good grades only to beat up another classmate who was making fun out of me and i got kicked out of that school then my parents were angry then all my emotions against them i had in waking life started flooding in the dream had so much emotion in it so vivid

I had to have some minutes to process what the fuck was going on after the dream something like an acid trip

**I am a 33 year old black male living in Brooklyn. Dedicating all of my resources and time to building the business I'm building now. Sales is hard and has been extremely brutal but I think I have had some luck.**

**Yesterday I had some luck. I have a few clients attracted to me and what I am offering.**

**I had a client reach out to me yesterday saying that they would need my service for another role that they would want filled very soon. I am supposed to be setting an appointment with him next week.**

**The last two days my GERD/Acid Reflux has gotten even worse and now I am considering going to a doctor to get it checked out. It was enough to have me worried.**

**I am back on the Omerprazole.**

I dreamed last night that I had been brought into this school area to be a hero of some sort.

I remember the area having a lot of school buses.

I ended up abusing the power I was given and giving out severe punishment to small time offenders. The was one woman I remember that tried running from me and I ended up kicking her in the head.

She was small and frail. She had on a white shirt with a short black haircut.

I realized that I might have gone too far and attempted to resuscitate her in panic that I might have taken her life.

I think she ended up being alright.

There was also someone else I ended up injuring as well but I don’t know if they turned out alright or not and I began to worry that they may not be.

I tried to gain access back into the school facility but there was a fence put up there between me and it.

On the other side of the fence I was talking to this woman who had feelings for me. She seemed disappointed in what I had become.

I could tell that she was angry with me.

She told me that in the beginning I came here not knowing who I was and now I have learned, through these horrid actions exactly who I am now.

I then began to speak in a British accent: “There has to be some path for me towards redemption.”

Although she didn’t say it, she gave me the sense that by even bothering to come over and speak to me that she might have a forgiving aspect to her.

As soon as I said this statement to her then she appeared in a magazine spread

Then the same woman appeared before my eyes on the cover of a magazine spread modeling some clothes and jewelry.

3/8/22

dreamed I was in Sims 4 and I took a tab of acid and I started seeing mild visuals if I really focused but aside from that there were little to none in terms of effects. I took five more tabs and within the next hour or two... Nothing. No extra effects. No super psychedelic things or exciting changes. *Sigh* I wanted to trip so badly.

I'd like to know anyone's interpretations on this dream.