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An interesting night. 2 choline, blueberries, purple grape juice. 5.30 Fragment. Admiring my thick bronze-coloured hair in a mirror? At my age, even a comb-over is a plus. Got up for a short while, had a small coffee then BTB. It took me a while to go off (it sometimes take a longish time with or without a coffee.) There followed a long period where I got really strong sensations like I used to have when trying to WILD (I was not trying to this time...I just wanted to go to sleep.) I got SP - which I now always ignore and a sensation in my head that I was really going somewhere this time. It went on-and-on building and the tinnitus in my ears really ramped-up. But as before so many times no colours (except for a touch of green), no dream forming...nothing. I tried visualizing one to no effect...I just really wanted to go to sleep...and eventually I did 7,45 A disturbing dream (I had one like this last year) I was in a classroom and my teacher had popped out somewhere. Some of his gear (coat scarf etc) was on a trolley and it seemed to be possessed and it was rising into the air. Eventually the whole trolley moved across the room and I said to another person "You saw that did not you?" He seemed to be in denial and that made me angry. He clearly was trying to expunge it from his mind and i decided to exercise my supernatural powers and flew around the room, then swooped down on him trying to terrify him. The teacher returned and wanted to know what was going on. He clearly did not believe my explanation either and he seemed to be very patronising with me. So I turned on him and got really violent and I started hitting him very hard. I have had other dreams about me turning nasty...I think I have a streak of violence locked deep within me ..."monsters from the id" as <PERSON> said in the film "Forbidden Planet" I do not think it relates to the fact that other people think we are daft with this LD thing...I am really not that bothered Maybe the coffee contributed but there is frustration with something...or maybe everything. If I was American I would be running round with an AK47...because I am a Brit I will probably just put a stroppy tweet in my local rag.