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True Recall (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5725988)
Divination
Level: Sorcerer/Wizard 6
Components: V, S, M
Casting Time: See text
Range: Touch
Target: One willing creature
Duration: Instantaneous
Saving Throw: Will negates (harmless)
Spell Resistance Yes (harmless)
You reveal the truths hidden away in a character’ memory. Upon casting this spell, the target relives their memories in an instant, perfectly recalling everything. However, as they recall it, they are treated as seeing everything with the benefit of true seeing–thus, if they met an enemy who was disguised under an illusion, they would see his true face in their memories. You determine how far back the target remembers under the effect of this spell, which determines its casting time:
Target Remembers...
Casting Time
One minute back 1 standard action
One day back 1 minute
One week back 10 minutes
One month back One hour
One year back One day
Entire lifetime One week
Material Components
A paste worth 250 gp of hallucinogenic mushrooms, fermented nectar, and honey, ingested by the target.
I feel like cuil theory (http://cuiltheory.wikidot.com/) could be useful. I never remember any dreaming that my brain may or may not do while I'm asleep, but I'm fairly certain that a certain level of abstraction from reality is the norm.
Pretty funny. I think I've been to at least Cuil 3, and maybe crossing over into 4, in some of my dreams...
For example...
I dreamed I was deer hunting again with my father. I always hated deer hunting, but he forced me to get up before dawn, in the freezing cold of winter, and to stomp through the woods to shoot defenseless animals (but much, MUCH more frequently just to freeze to death slowly in silence...). Then we stop, and he points out a target for me... and I see that it is a naked young girl, maybe 10 years old. She stops and looks at us in horror, as if she knows what's about to happen (just like a deer in headlights). I raise my rifle and fire, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. The girl falls to the ground, and in a sudden realization the horror of what I've done dawns on me. I rush to the girl and put my arms around her, lifting her light body partially off the ground as blood pours over my hands. Her wide eyes are round orbs of terror locked on my face, her mouth open in a silent scream. Then she melts and pours through my fingers like wax, and I wake up with a start in my bed...