Old Mr Dangerous said

OCJ_Brendan said Valerian root if I remember correctly is the base for Valium...granted thats like saying a chimp is the base for a human...ive had homies that use it for sleep too...

Ha! I never even considered the "val-" prefix connection! Kudos for that.

I had to google it. And don't use google questions or yahoo answers for it since those are just people giving what they think is true. Google Questions and Yahoo answers has many things showing that that Valium is derived from Valerian root BUT if you go to WebMD or MayoClinic or actual pharmacology university sites, you will find that there is no relation and the name Valium is just a trademark name (for marketing purposes) of the chemical diazepam. The name works for marketing because of the long association of Valerian with sedation but it has no chemical resemblance and is not a derivative of it. Sorry for the fact check.

You just defecated on our souls.

Last night I dreamt that, oh yeah

.. I dreamt that Bush Jr. beat Trump for presidency. I went up to Bush to shake his hand. He sat in this bright little patio room with some cronies, all looking smug and wearing cheap party hats. He wouldn't shake my hand so I called him an asshole. His crew looked at me all crazy as I walked away. Then this guy in a suit gave me an old school cordless phone and a guy was on the other end. I told him "well, an asshole is an assho-" and then Bush Jr. ninja-swept my feet out from under me. And I woke up.

Previous to this dream, I was hanging out with a bunch of drug users and sellers in my old hometown. They were primarily an upbeat bunch. Then we had a dispensary in that town and I kicked ten young international soccer players out of the store for trying to stick a vape pen battery up my nose. Eventually as I was about to wake up and the lucid dreaming began it's usual ramp up, I ran from the drug den area and looked up at the sky. The clouds were very high up and green. I was for sure it was a dream when I noticed green cloud cars driving on the bottom of those green clouds. 

Ah, dreams. Those legal mind expanders. 

Psyral Infection said

I am envious. I don't dream. ... Well, technically I probably do. I enter REM and assume I must dream but I have not remembered any dream since I was a child. I go to sleep and the next thing I am conscious of is waking up. Nothing between.

When I was a child, my dreams were abstract and very mathematical and geometrical. No people, places, or tangible objects. When I think about dreams, it is from my childhood memories of them. I think I may have unintentionally forced myself to forget my dreams that I probably still have since when I would talk about my dreams as a child, they were never like anyone else's dreams and people would say that my dreams were weird. I guess as a child I didn't want to feel like I was abnormal so I suppressed the things that were outside of what most people experience.

I have heard that to help remember dreams, you should keep a journal by your bed and immediately write down your dreams as soon as you wake up. It supposedly forces your mind to develop a pattern dream retention. I have tried that in the past but with absolutely no memory of anything upon awakening, there was nothing to write down.

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Actually, I have had dreams since childhood (the same type - abstract, mathematical, geometric), but only when I had a bad flu or something where I went to sleep with a high fever.   

Your personality backs this up. Analytical and data-based. 

Do you have any "fanciful" beliefs? By this I mean do you believe in anything that some would consider easy to prove wrong based on lack of evidence? Like religion, ghosts, bigfoot or demons? I would be very surprised if you do.

I have a strange brain. I can get vivid, almost indescribable visuals off of just trace amounts of psychedelics. I get frustrated when friends talk about tripping hard but not getting much visuals. I wish they did and dont understand why they dont. Like when someone says "yeah I got some decent tracers for like twenty minutes!" and I'm over here like "dude I saw what can only be describe as a pink smoke bubble that defied the laws of physics on my desk while on the hanging piece of drywall I saw hundreds of marching/growing/shrinking/pulsating/dancing creamwhite spheres going up and down the plaster, as clear and visible as my own hand".

Death. I dream about my own death. Then I fall through a void at infinite speeds. Just to wake up in sleep paralysis. Only to slip back away into the void. 

I once went into the void from being awake. Just laying there then the walls ripple away entering the void. Then waking up and looking at a goblin looking thing in the mirror (it was me, a monstrosity on the inside). It was the same room, but not the same time. I wasn’t supposed to be there yet. Then back into the void then I wake up. 

It was like I was on LSD... but I was totally sober.