Entry #3320.XI.2024
I dreamt of brewing LSD with another undisclosed person. By an undisclosed person i mean that i never actually perceived this person's face; i remember they were quite tall, but that's about it.
We first scanned Madrid in search of some specific point; we needed to know this point's coordinates to successfully execute the recipe. This was done like so: the person was running around the city while i sat on their shoulders, holding a small white bag (a sock?) up in the air with two oval black rocks inside it, and we were listening to the sound these rocks made on collisions. Both of us were in swimsuits, mine a two-part bikini.
There was police around, also half-naked (wearing shorts on suspenders and leather caps, but nothing on the top) and i was anxious a bit they will know what we're doing, but they didn't; i heard one of them telling his mate something akin to "huh, i was wondering what is it they have in this bag, but it's just some rocks lol". I think we met four policemen in total; i was hearing them talking to each other as if i was part of the conversation, regardless of distance between us.
After obtaining the coordinates we returned home; home was a huge room with a hefty chunk of floor being a soft white mattress-bed, and an elevated shelf-step-table going along all the walls serving as a nightstand for the bed as well.
Unfortunately, the brewing process itself was omitted from the dream; however, i know somehow that i did most if not all of the work there, and also that i was calculating to get one gram of final product, but miscalculated and got one of the intermediate compounds in a higher-than-needed amount, so had to readjust for this new amount, ulimately getting over one gram of the product; this was very important to remember as i needed to get the concentrations correctly and i was explaining that to this undisclosed person at the start of the next scene.
In this scene i already had a large glass jar of prepared concentrate and some paper towels dowsed in a solution of correct concentration, plus some leftover crystal powder on a blue plastic tray. As i was explaining concentrations to this person, they casually moved this tray around with bare hands and i was like: pardon me, use latex gloves!! this is a compound effective in microgram amounts and it can infiltrate your body through skin! you don't want to get hoffmaned earlier than nessecary! and they were like oh well too late now and i think licked their fingers (?).
For some reason we both were under the impression that if one goes to sleep before a psychedelic trip starts it will put it on pause, postponing the start of the trip until you wake up. They decided to do that and deal with a potential trip in the morning, laying on this floor-mattress-bed; i layed beside them and also started to fall asleep, keeping in mind not to use the paper towels dowsed in the solution to clear my nose; yet while falling asleep i noticed my thoughts going astray and startend worrying about me potentially also having hoffmaned myself somehow since even though i followed all the safety procedures i was still working with a highly concentrated solution.