A Dream When I Felt Really Sick

The moment I woke from the dream I still remembered it, and while half-asleep I apparently recorded what I remembered as a voice memo. When I looked back later I thought the text was so strange it felt creepy, but since it was something I wouldn’t normally write, I’m recording it here.

Main text (verbatim

I went to the hospital and had a craniotomy I don’t know what was wrong with me, but I went to the hospital, they opened my head, and performed a procedure that used electrical stimulation—applying electricity—to adjust my brain activity so it would become more advantageous and superior. They told me that if I imagined the flame exactly as instructed, it would shift into my visual field, so I was told I just had to keep doing that. The images were really and strangely connected so beautifully that it felt odd. However, after watching about two of the images, an overwhelming sense of fatigue came on. In the end I stopped partway through. Is that okay?

It’s kind of funny that my Japanese is falling apart, so maybe I’ll try recording myself talking in my sleep