Anybody else having very vivid dreams as of late?

Yea actually, it may be because I quit smoking weed about a month ago. After about two weeks abstaining, my dreams started to get more real and frequent and I remembered them easier upon waking. This was my most recent (2 nights ago)

2/12-13/2021

Couldnt sleep for a while, when I finally did this is what happened.

The dream started in what I felt was Albany NY. I approached a large church. The exterior looked like any classic large, castle type church. When I went in, it was bright, with white marble floors and people bustling around in fancy clothing. I found a few common areas some people were hanging out and talking in, I kept looking for the main chapel room. There seemed to be some commotion outside and I overheard someone come in looking for safety, they were injured but I'm not sure to what extent. I eventually went outside and discovered that the entire roads/sidewalks were full of junkies and gang type members, guys and girls just hanging around and laying on the cement barriers ect. I found myself naked, not sure if I always was or just when I went outside. I started to run back into the church, no one moved but some looked and made a few random remarks about me. When I got back into the church I was running still to get clothes. There were german shepherd guard dogs and although they knew I wasnt a threat, because I was running, one attacked me and bit my hand and held on. It "hurt" like you'd expect it would but it did no damage and I kept telling it no and to let go, still running and dragging it with me. I yanked my hand out and it bit again, and finally just because it wasn't going to stop, I snapped its neck. I dont remember finding clothes but I was wearing an all white suit and tie the next time I noticed. I began searching the church again but it seemed different, a lot of doors and there was a mix of people now, like some of the ones outside were inside. All the doors seemed to go down so I took one. There were some type of demons down there and I killed a few trying to save the people but the people seemed angry that I saved them. I dont know where I got it but I had a large bastard type sword that was so sharp I really only had to lightly touch the demons and it would slice through them like paper. I killed every demon that came across my path as I searched. I went through a door and was at my sons grandparents house and he was there. We hung out for a little, they were all watching that church on TV, but seemed oblivious of the demons, probably just because it was upstairs and looked like a church still. Eventually I had to go, he wouldnt give me a hug goodbye and seemed casual, and like he was tracking my progress on his phone. When I left, I went back to the underground of the church, I saw random grim reapers and demons bustling around. I began killing them again if they were in my way as I kept looking. I woke up to hear someone knocking on our door and my gf woke up annoyed assuming it was the landlord. When I went out after her to see, she said it was just the neighbors telling us our door was ajar and blowing around in the wind. When we went out to our porch, our back yard which is normally a forest and creek, was a coast, with ocean. The skies were green and there was lightning in the distance. The waves were turbulent and sea turtles were trying to come to shore as well as other sea creatures. There was a small dragon on the back of a whale. Then I finally woke up in real life.


(pasted from my dream journal)

I used to fly all the time, for the last few years my dream consciousness has been obsessed with trying to find that sweet spot where the force of the body equalizes the force of the air against the ground and merely floats. I can float easily as I have good dream control for the most part but it’s focused on controlling the force or pressure between my body and the ground and in my dreams I can sometimes find it but my dream consciousness thinks if I can find this perfect force, I can use it in waking life and fly. So weird. It’s like I have no control over these mad experiments!

Same experience here. It feels so real, and natural doing it, When I wake up after a flying or floating dream, I always get the feeling that I can do that in real life, but something in my mental construct is hindering me from doing it.

Oh, BTW, when the catgirl sucked my blood from my foot I woke up and this same foot was pulsating with little spasms. These spasms happen very often, especially when I "feel" a presence in my room. I am not surprised though, as the physical is only a manifestation of the astral. I would look into other planes for the causes of most illnesses.