Last night I completely slapped myself (mentally) to have a dream, I was thinking "Ok man, you better have a dream, and remember it, or your really stupid". And sure enough I completely remembered one I had. I also told myself, "ok you got to wake up earlier like 8 or something", so I think that had something to do with it, I slept from like 3 - now. That's only four hours of sleep, but I feel fine for some odd reason. It's probably because I woke up during deep REM that's why I remember my dream, and why I feel not very sleepy.
So anyway, my dream. Yeah I could go into a very complex and detailed explanation about it but I'd feel really crazy because it was really weird. The short version, is that I dreamed (first person) of myself and going to the doctor for some reason I didn't know in the dream. Anyway they ended up using a machine on me in which I completely made up in my dream. In the dream I figured out they were using the machine before I went to the actual doctor, and not even joking, I researched it in my dream. Not even kidding, I actually wikied it in my dream. I knew everything about this machine in my dream, it's like it was completely real. I woke up and checked to see if it was real (it isn't) because I was that fooled into thinking it existed. So, I went to the doctor and then the whole dream shifted from my point of view to the doctors point of view (first person) and he explained the entire machine to me. What was weird was that it shifted to the doctor's POV way before he met me and I saw from his POV in the dream the majority of his day. So he used the machine on me this time being from my POV in the dream, and it didn't hurt or anything, I felt better and the dream was over. When I woke up though I was amazed how my mind could completely make up this machine and all of it's complexity in just a dream. Too bad the machine idea sucked, if it was something good, I could be rich. I could completely draw it out and patent it I know it that well.