No, I don't mean my art. I mean the schizophrenia.

For the first time in over a year and a half, I may have hallucinated.

I was having this really, REALLY nice and relaxing dream while sleeping on the couch. When I woke up all too soon - it was one of those dreams that if it were reality, it would be nice - I started to hear this needling ring, like from a cell phone. My dad was upstairs, and I heard him say, "Good morning," just after the ringing stopped.

Now, my dad does not have a cell phone. And none of our alarm clocks sound like that. So it had to have been a hallucination.

But, after he said good morning, I started to think about what might be going on. I began to believe that someone was calling him to warn him that I was awake. My thoughts then turned to who might be calling him, first I started to believe he was an alien - not the kind from the USA, the extraterrestrial kind - and then I switched from that to him being a military agent.

These thoughts lasted a few minutes. I then recognized the thoughts as similar to those delusional thoughts I was having back four to five years ago, before I was on medication and shortly after.

Fortunately, I was able to shake those thoughts away by screaming at myself - mentally, not verbally - that such things were not founded in reality.

So that ended those thoughts, fortunately.

But oh man, that dream...

I was a woman in a male-dominated society. I was dominant, and I started this whole wave of dominant women. Kurisu was there at my side, and we went to a Molten Core raid. Ohh, how the two of us slaughtered everything. But it wasn't all gorey, no. The violence was fake, faker than WoW violence. The characters and NPCs in the dream were like pieces from the World of Warcraft board game, but we fought like WoW characters.

There was fighting between the dominant males and the dominant females. It was a mixture of argument and violence.

We got through Molten Core, and at the end we were hopping from floating rock rock to floating rock, fighting everything on them and winning.

It's hard to express the images I remember, but I'll try.

The floating rocks were a light brown-grey, with cracks filled with magma.

At the end, the men fought four bosses: Sapphiron, Kel'Thuzad, The Lich King, and one other that I cannot remember. The women then fought the same bosses.

Ohh, it was glorious, a nearly perfect dream that I am sad will fade from my memory...