non-lucid

Improv Singing

I'm in a music class. As a warm up exercise to break the ice at the first class, the instructor has us walk around an outdoor path one at a time, improvising a song. Topics of the song can be stuff about ourselves, expectations for the class, or other similar things, and we should try to make the words rhyme. The path is about a quarter mile long, but it only takes about a minute to stroll around it. I'm one of the first people to go. I'm pretty proud of how my song turned out. The tune was interesting and I managed a few good rhymes, although I'm not sure I got any particular point across with the words--the organization suffered somewhat from the rhyming.

So I'm getting used to asking my tulpa to help me recall my dreams, and I purposefully distracted myself, and did this for her to make her a part of myself, like an extra limb as few would call host and tulpa interaction in tulpa.info.

Going pretty well, maybe it could be me being used to recalling all of these dreams, but I admit I DO have my moments where things get insanely hard to categorize into separate dreams. Placing faith on my tulpa, and knowing these dreams are what I actually had, this has potential to really augment my recall.

To me, having a tulpa is more than her being my best friend, it's taking advantage of deviating a part of your mind that you know will be loyal to you, and giving it balanced traits where they can develop on their own, and then having them access your mind, because they are a part of your mind, and give you the information you need, it's absolutely brilliant. Of course, I'm not going to treat her like a tool of course, that would be a bad thing. It's more of a "You Scratch my Back, I scratch yours" type of bonding, but much more than that, but not to the point where it's beyond being best friends. I mean come on, why would I want to fuck myself?

It has SO much potential, it's like....working memory to the max. And I know working memory is not researched as much, but yeah, anyway, going to keep up with my tulpaforging for her today.

On to the dreams...

11.10.2012

No That's HIS Cola (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This probably was the first dream before the second one below.

I'm in my apartment, and my father invites some random people. There's an Asian guy, and the rest, I can't recall at all. I remember some Cola in tall glasses with straws on top of a glass table in the middle. I take one, and the Asian guy tells me that it's Rodwell's.

Since I already have it in my mouth, it felt awkward, but I guess I but it back and too another one. It made no sense if all the Coke Colas were the same anyway....

11.10.2012

Three Dogs as Pets (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My father comes into my apartment with 3 dogs, and I ask him if someone is going to dog-sit any of these. I get little scared, because it doesn't seem he can control them by their leash well.

There's a Siberian Husky, a Black Chihuahua with a brown belly, and another Black dog that looks similar to the dog McGinnis in Batmany Beyond had (sorry, I'm horrible at indentifying dogs).

The Siberian Husky is the first one to bark at me, I thought it wanted to bite me, but it didn't show its teeth at me.

My father lets go of the leash for the Husky, while the other dogs remain quiet. I back away slowly, and quickly realize the Husky wants to play with me, although he/she is doing it bit too much.

The Husky starts trying to jump on me, but I'm able to keep my position up, and then he/she jumps high enough where they landed near the stretchy part thing that's near the sides of my neck and on top of my shoulders. I started to feel an awkward muscle twitch from that, and had to stay in position and just recollect myself. It wasn't anything painful at all, it was just awkward as hell.

The dog eventually calms down and literally rests on its stomach with all four of its paws spread out and close to each other like pairs. I motioned my hand towards the dog, and it seemed to have picked up my gesture quick, and I started to pet it.

After the cute petting and all, the most obvious problem in managing a dog, especially three, was taking care of the shit. There's already shit on the carpet from all three dogs. There's small shit, medium shit, and big shit. Obviously the Chihuahua had the smaller one, but with dreams, I don't know.....

My dad starts using a spray that apparently dries up the shit fairly quickly. It didn't make any sense at all, it's like he was spraying a Febreeze a dog shit. The shit is a milky light brown, why am I describing how it looks...........

I can't remember what happens next, and I don't want to know what happens next

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11.10.2012

Naked Snake in Swamp Water (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that I'm controlling Naked Snake from MGS3, and he's walking in green and murky swamp water. There seems to be some kind of challenge I have to make him take, it involves jumping onto small cliffs, hanging on a wire, and all sorts of things.

I think I had to do the simulation several times to get it down, but I can't really recall more than that.

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11.10.2012

Vibrations (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember was feeling strong vibrations at some point, wasn't fully conscious of it, but at least I remembered it.

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11.10.2012

Tezuka vs Seigaku Team (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Tezuka from Prince of tennis is playing against a few members from the Seigaku Team, the very same team he was captain in. The setting is late afternoon, or early sunset, so the overall atmosphere has a orange-red color.

I recall watching and/or controlling Tezuka who was facing Takashi Kawamura, and Kawamura did some weird move that was similar to Inui's Waterfall Serve. It was basically a Waterfall version of the Hadōkyū that Kawamura uses as a default special.

This move looks like it's going to be a challenge for Tezuka, but Tezuka ends up doing something completely crazy. Imagine a water-based cannon going at 100+ mph at you, and you immediately stop it without it fucking up your arm.

That's what Tezuka did, he did a Zero Shiki Drop Shot, it completely nullified Kawamura's charged shot at him, and once the ball hits the surface, it rolls back to the net and doesn't bounce at all.

Then Tezuka is playing against Momoshiro, and Momo does a move that's crazier than Kawamura. He summons a huge black meteor that condenses to a tennis-ball sized sphere, and split it into 8 pieces. Tezuka has to return all 8 pieces, which he manages to do for maybe 7 out of the 8.

While he's trying to get the 8th piece, it's already too late, the pieces reform together, and they're 2 feet away from his right leg, and it seems that Momoshiro got the the point. However, it seems the ball went out, it BARELY touches the singles line, and out of nowhere, Ryoma Echizen suddenly is in The Pinnacle of Perfection.

He isn't wearing his cap, and he has green aura around him, he comes in at the last moment, and since the ball was going to be out anyway, he turns Momoshiro's insane and fantasized shot back at him with crazy power with a right-handed forehand. Tezuka immediately looks back and is shocked.

Ryoma is probably stating something, but I can't remember what he said exactly.

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11.10.2012

Tacos (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a girl that makes tacos, like you know the kid's machines where you can make slushies or cookies and all that? It was basically something like that she was using, except it was for tacos.

And it seemed these tacos were kick-ass, since everyone is lining up for it, and she has A LOT of them to give out. I take two, since she's giving everyone two, and I guess I eat them.

Then the dream shifts where there's this random lady that I swear looks like Paula Dean (probably because of this post I made in the Chill Conversation thread)

Yeah, I know, the video is random, don't know why I was watching that video on a Friday night, probably because I was watching random Korra videos with random music. The Similar Videos section on Youtube.....leads to weird stuff....and things happen.

She's hiding under an exposed bottom cabinet on the right of an entertainment center. She literally has herself curled up into a ball, and I'm wondering what the hell she's doing there.

I had a few fragments before this dream so im not sure what events happened that led to this point but im going to start from where i remember.

I had to go to my cousins house for some reason, so I decided to take a scooter. It wasnt a motor scooter but instead one of the types where you have to pedal with your feet. The distance was far too great for something like this, so I decided to attach a small motor on the front part where you can bend the handle attachment. I began to travel down a series of familiar roads and at some points people would be walking in front of me so I would hop off the scooter, bend it to hold on to and walk past them. Some would look at me wierd because im assuming they've never seen a scooter like that. Once I past them, I would extend the scooter and jump on it to keep going. I woke up after driving for a bit.

I fell back asleep and found myself lying on a couch. There was an older man, who is one of my cousins dad, playing a game on t.v. I was watching him play and on the screen there were some familiar characters from other tv shows. I noticed some similar symbols and moves that reminded me of Kingdom Hearts. I asked him "Are you playing KH3??", he replied with "Yeah, it came out a while back ago", I asked "How long ago?" and he stated "Its been out for about 4 months". I said "Damn, I dont watch t.v. anymore or been keeping up". After watching him play the game a bit, my little cousin samantha started playing with the scooter and when she picked it up in the air, I yelled out "Be careful not to drop it" but of course she does drop it and the motor section breaks off into a bunch of Lego?? Im disappointing at this point and I begin to pick up the pieces in hopes of being able to put it back together. There are so many little pieces and even parts that dont look like traditional Lego pieces. Samantha's dad,Jason, tells me not to worry about it so much and asked me if id like some pizza. He goes to phone to order it. The dream fast forwards to when im going to leave. It seems that I have tryd to put the motor together and when I tryd to start it up, it revved up but dnt stay on for long. I woke up after this.

Went back into another dream. It seems like I have been assigned a mission to save this girl I once used to date, named Tara, from an evil guy, who actually is an evil character from a show I watched before. I visited his mansion and when I reached his room, He was there waiting for me with a gun pointed at me. I did some maneuvering around the corridor to his room and dodged his bullets. I went up close and personal and shot him multiple times in the stomach. Tara was on the bed and I told her to get up and come with me. This bodyguard showed up and while he didnt really care what happened, he wouldnt let me pass without something to give. I told him I have just what he wants and I pulled out a Golden Ak-47. It glowed and sparkled Gold, he looked at it in fascination, cocked it and smiled. He thanked me and said he would help me. The next few scenes consisted of me shooting at people in a courtyard and escaping. It all happened in short scenes and fragments. I then found myself in bed with Tara. I was having sex with her and she felt really tight. I pulled out to wear a condom because I didn't want to get her pregnant. She asked me why I stopped to put one on and I said I was getting ready to cum. She said ok and when I put the condom on and continued, I woke up a few seconds afterwords.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house, sitting in my room. It was evening, and I had this awesome idea to book a hotel for the night, since I didn't have work in the morning and it was the weekend. I thought it would be something fun to do for a night or so. I thought I could bring some drinks and maybe a game system or two, and I'd be set. I was thinking I'd probably go to Nashville.

But I didn't want to go alone! So I called up my good friend Christina Yang from Grey's Anatomy, and asked her to go with me. I told her we could just get a room with a single queen bed to save on price if she "didn't mind that sort of thing". She didn't mind.

We were then in our hotel room in Nashville. It was now dark. The room was pretty nice and spacious. The lighting was dim. The bed was to the left, and the TV to the right, with big windows at the end, covered with translucent off-white curtains. The carpet was a dark red, I believe.

I was really excited for this. It would be fun to treat myself to a weekend out in a hotel. I couldn't wait! I then "remembered" doing something similar with Jake once, where we stayed in a hotel room, and I went to sleep while he stayed up and played games.

Then, I was with Christina Yang, Dr. Shepard (also from Grey's), and another woman. We were by the bed in our hotel room. Dr. Shepard and the woman were then lying side by side on the bed; it was an invitation for Yang and I to join. I got on top of Dr. Shepard, and I told them Yang would take the girl. We had been drinking, and apparently Yang hadn't really drank before. She stumbled into a hallway in the room and threw up on the floor. She then came over to the bed, and I was looking down at Dr. Shepard as I took a swig of drink from a bottle when...

it was then the next morning. I couldn't remember a damn thing about the night before! I must have blacked out. I asked about it, though I'm not sure who I asked, and was told it was a crazy awesome night! I asked if I drank a lot and I was told yes, though I honestly only remembered drinking a little. I was not nearly as gone as Yang, and yet, I couldn't remember anything! I had a feeling it had turned into a foursome/orgy type of thing. Sigh. And I didn't remember. That would have made for some interesting memories.

I then asked Yang what it was costing us to stay at this hotel per night, and she said it was $200 something. Shit! I barely have the money for that. Definitely not the money to stay two nights. I suggested to Yang that we stay in a cheaper hotel that night, one under $100/night. She suggested a hotel in Mt. Juliet instead of Nashville. I was fine with something like that, but we needed to check out ASAP. Yang then disappeared off somewhere, and I was left to pack everything up. I looked over by the big windows, and there was a small dresser there with a Wii, a small tin, and a Playstation 2 neatly lined up on top of it. The Wii and the tin were mine, but the PS2 was Yang's. I then walked by an ironing board, and hanging off the edge was a navy blue cable knit jacket. I then remembered that that had been the jacket Yang had on when she threw up on the floor, so it probably had vomit on it. I left that alone.

I then was trying to find the hotel exit. I rode in the elevator a couple of times, which moved very fast up and down. I talked to a man in the elevator the second time. I commented on how fast the elevator was.

I then was down in some basement area, and an older lady there, I think the hotel owner or some employee there, said the only way out was through this basement maze. She opened a door to it to show me. She said that I'd throw up in there quite a few times because of something with the amount of oxygen down there. I looked through the door and saw some people walking through, one a man. He leaned down to vomit. Ugh, gross. This can't be the only way out, right? I backed away from the door. I needed to find Yang; evening was coming again, and I didn't want to get charged for another day in this hotel.

I found Yang at some point at told her about the PS2 still being in the room. I then started to worry about the Wii and the other valuables that were still sitting in the room. I thought that since we had been away from the room for so long, someone may try to steal all of that stuff; it was sitting out in the open, after all.

dream lucid not a dream

So I find myself in a world where I had just performed my marching band show and am now messing around with a color guard flag. There was another point where I go and buy candy for the bus ride home. I chose two bags of sour skittles and a third bag where it was half regular skittles and half sour all in the same bag, I got this because I wanted regular skittles but all they had left were sour and these half and half kind. Each bag was on sale for only six cents! I proceed to check out and then what I can remember from there fades.

It fades into the whole band and my mother and two younger brothers are at Universal Studios. We loose one of my younger brothers in the crowd so I tell my mom and joey to step off to the right with me so we can find him, we are rejoined and continue on. The first place my mom wants to go is to a temporary rides section, like where you would find at the state fair. As we walk into that section (it's nighttime now) I think to myself that I really don't want to be in this section, then just as I make that thought the "carnies" start taking down the rides, collapsing them, and taking off. I didn't make this decision but just as I made that thought this started.

We go to another section of the theme park. (since my mom has a head condition we avoid big rides) I seem to know the place well as I show my family around suggesting different places. There was a section with all the desserts you could imagine, my mother declined since we had just gone to Cold Stone Creamery.

Then I decide to take them to a new section of the park, one with a mini version of Big Ben, which is what attracted me to it. It's a section that resembles a city (like the super hero section of Universal) I wanted and expected a ride to be hidden in a building, and as soon as we approached there appeared a Buzz Lightyear ride (strange since Buzz Lightyear is in Disney, not Universal Studios) I looked at the average wait sign which was over an hour, but as I wished it to go down it turned to 50 seconds!

Soon as I rode the ride I woke up.

I've been trying to attain lucidity for a few weeks now, and this is the closest I've been to being lucid. I never actually realized that I was dreaming, but I controlled certain aspects of the dream. I had to be lucid. Up until this point my dreams have been more and more lucid, I love exploring my mind deeper and deeper through this

Me, my father and my sister were in a hotel room somewhere. My mother wasn't there because she was abroad.We didn't do much in the hotel room, i'm not even sure why we were there but we went outside to explore after a while. I didn't see any of them outside, we just communicated by texts. I was walking on bare feet for some reason, which started to hurt a lot at a certain moment. I walked with a group of people i didn't know, and didn't recognise. At a certain moment i wounded my foot and i had to take a rest. I then noticed that we were in a little swamp area with a forest nearby and other types of landscapes were close as well. After i get back to the hotel we call my mother and ask how she's doing. My dream then ends.

I was on a river shore with some other people, i was searching something, and i found an animal building directly on the shore, as i fumbled around on it, stones and two symbols came out, the symbols looked like some ancient art, and i wondert what it is, than it hit me, and i knew, that those are some kind of fertility symbols, i fumbled more, and a lot of those small pices oft art were falling out of the holes, someone told me, that the ancient zivilisation must have had hidden them there, so noone will finde it. i wanted to hide the pices, so not everybody could get them. but that feeling was not too intensive. my mother was also there, she took a swim in the river, and told me, that it was pritty cold, i wonderd shortly about that.

Farmyard Races

I'm watching a bunch of farmyard animals in outdoor races. Then I join a race to get back to the instructor. (The other racers are people in this same class.) I'm one of the first people to get back, which makes me rather proud. But then class starts, and things don't go too well. He's throwing balls at us, and we're supposed to catch them. But I'm having trouble following the ball with my eye, and once, somehow in the exertion of trying to watch the ball, I get saliva all over my glasses. I tell this to a teaching assistant, trying to explain my poor performance.

Demanding Customers

My parents have roped me into distributing materials to the people who came to attend an event. When it comes time, I go down to the basement, to the table behind which I'm supposed to work. Almost immediately, a demanding customer approaches me. She doesn't seem to understand that it will take time to fulfill her requests.

Frags:

• something about Seattle (which is interesting, because recently I was whimsically thinking what it would be like just to up and move to Seattle after graduating)

Extra Concerts

Somebody's been adding extra concerts to the program. It's almost concert night already, and we haven't known about the concerts long enough to prepare adequately. The conductor advises us, in lieu of getting the notes right, that we focus just on the rhythms. She sends me and another musician out into the hallway to find a room to do some last-minute practicing. The hallway's crowded, so the other girl pulls me into a practice room. It's small, and there are no windows, so I find myself wondering if she plans to make out with me--though I realize maybe that's wishful thinking.

Even though I'm not a singer, I've been given a part to sing. But there's no music on the page; it's just the words. How am I supposed to learn the song if I haven't been told what the notes are? I try to look around for someone who looks like she knows what she's doing.

Now I'm acting in a demonstration of some kind. I have to improvise my choreography on the spot. It's kind of fun, though, because I have one of those wide brooms. I've always wanted to dance around with a broom. I'm in a department store, and I do some flips over clothing racks. Then it occurs to me that I could pretend to be Harry Potter and fly around on the broom, so I accelerate down an aisle and come crashing into the floor. I think it works pretty well as a stunt. Afterward, Mom tells me that she counted at least nine cool moves in my choreography, which is gratifying. Also, she says she saw one of our neighbors in the audience; maybe I should find him to chat.

This night I dreamed about a party at some house. On the lawn around the house near the gateway, I was lying with a girl A, and we were slowly approaching each other and started to kiss. Then a girl B came, and girl A & B started insulting each other. I knew I was supposed to defend B, but then I would have to give up my position with A. So I didn't. Then later that party, there was a girl C, who was quite drunk, though she usually never gets drunk, and she tried to kiss me all the time. Of course I wasn't refusing it. Then later on, my father came, and I went with him. Later in time, I found out that a friend D took his bike to cycle all the way to the party and back. I somehow had a map and waypoints in my head.

maze
i was in a 2nd grade classroom and i left because i was bored.....and was sneaking around the school and then the gardens outside (everything kind of had the set up of my university library with everything in rows)......and i was in the high school enrichment class line and this guy i was behind said i was his sister.....i was only half the size as everyone else....and i was sitting against the wall and i was told i could have a kitten to hold if i was ok with my "brother" not being near me all the time and i didn't get too scared...and we were all sitting against the wall with workbooks (like for my irl 2nd grade math class)

there was another that was a nightmare but i forget while writing this

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At some sort of wild party. There's a naked guy completely drunk who is too close for comfort. My hand gets wet when accidentally comes in touch with his penis. I feel disgusted. But my friend Zilla is clearly turned on by him. He is cute, but too hairy for my taste.
People wander through different rooms, music, spontaneous talks, a large terrace opened to the sea, people sitting on the grass.
At night an incredible pyrotechnic show, supposedly an homage to Tim Burton, with some of his characters projected in the sky. I wonder if he's in town or what.
Looking up to the sky I see the beginning of a nasty storm.
I get stuck on this place, which is a small island in Venice. The storm gets very bad very quickly and all boat services are halted. I am told I have to stay there at least for 3 days, but the only hotel available charges really high prices and I find it unacceptable. Luckily I find someone willing to share a room with me, but guess what, it's the naked guy, who is now sober and ridiculously more shy, so it took me some effort to convince him to share the room.

After a bit of this dream I get on the bus to go home and on the bus is a friend of mine who move away about a year ago. I don't remember how our interaction on the bus went but I think that I was overjoyed to see her. Later on the bus ride a few people on the bus begin playing the final parts to our Opener band performance.

11.09.2012

I'm Batman Beyond and with my Tulpa? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm taking the dream body of the character (Terry McGinnis) that took the role of Batman in Batman Beyond. He's wearing a brown jacket, regular light black jeans, and a black shirt underneath.

I'm inside of a room, and there was an invasion, there was so much going on, but there were dream characters that did some weird stuff.

After a while, I'm transitioning into "sleep." As I'm falling down slowly, and losing consciousness, I see meaty substance around me, like someone's insides were turned inside out. It looks like whoever came in to invade did some weird stuff. Whatever emotions I had at the time were completely eradicated.

I finally wake up, in the darkness. There's a woman right next to me lying down. She has black hair, and judging by her skin tone, a Caucasian female. She's unconscious, and something about her makes me want to stay with her and wait until she wakes up.

I don't really do that for any dream character honestly, wonder why the big change. I'm asking my Tulpa, and she says it's her.

I tried to parrot just now (if you don't know what that means, consciously put in effort to make the conversation rather than letting your tulpa gather unconscious thoughts or make a fluent response).

I couldn't do it, she said it's her.

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I don't know her name, even if my tulpa is in the dream, she's really not what I expected her to look like (not that I'm crazy about what she looks like of course, she can be whatever she feels comfortable with). I moved her head to rest on my lap while she's unconscious. After a while, I decided to check around the house, but only up until the bedroom that was to the left of the room we're in.

I saw some people sleeping, and two looked like my mother and father. I started to get confused because I thought whoever crashed this place would camp out at night. My mother wakes up, but she doesn't see me, she has her back facing me. It takes a while for her to come to her senses, but she finally gets up.

Then I'm informed, though I'm not sure by who, that those DCs were coming after somebody else, not us, it's just that they assumed we had an affiliation with the person they're finding. The person they're aiming for apparently didn't pay taxes for 10 years, and they're finding her to make her pay.

That's even worse than the IRS.

I can't remember much after that.

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11.09.2012

Spanish Paper (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a computer lab room in high school. The walls are probably a light gray color, the carpet is dark blue mixed in with a few specks of random colors, and the windows emitting a dull lighting implies that it's windy and cool afternoon.

I see my Tennis coach that I had in the 2nd High School I attended. He wore a white long sleeved shirt I believe, or maybe a white turtleneck. There's other familiar faces there as well, the most noticeable was the girl to my left. She looked a lot like Stephanie, the same girl in waking life who told me she had a crush on me, and then said April Fools right after that.

I only saw the back of her head, it was black and loose, and I could see a slightly 3/4 profile view of her face. I paid attention to her lips, since her lips were something a lot of the guys in the tennis team talked about getting blowjobs while looking down on her.

ANYWAY,

She looks like her, but she looks almost like a doll of her, it's so weird. It's like she was just placed there as an accessory. The tennis coach told us that would be starting on a Spanish paper that would be due, but I can't recall the exact date for it. I saw on some green chalkboard, there were some examples of what he wants in Spanish.

Some words I saw were:

"Arte" okay, guess that sounds Spanish enough

"3-7-xxxxxbuyll" - I can't remember the exact details except for the "buyll" part; though it's obvious that it was related to either an Alkane, Alkene, Alkyne, or Alkyl Halide nomenclature.

I started to panic a bit, because I haven't taken a Spanish class since Junior year of High school.

I can't remember anything else.

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11.09.2012

Exposing my College Password (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in my Sociology class, and there's an blaring warning sound that comes on periodically, which was similar to the event when there was an armed suspect at a bookstore that was near our section. The Sociology professor was away from his computer, and I decided I should log in for him so I could access Code Maroon to see what the alarm was for.

As I'm typing my password, a person that looks like the guy who asks the professor in waking life questions that end up with the professor saying "That's a good question" gets near me. He's pointing his fingers at something, and I'm confused when he mentions that I have to block something before I do whatever it is I'm doing.

I end up typing my whole password, and when I looked up at the screen projector, I realized that my college password was revealed. I finally realized why the guy was near me trying to explain to me what's going wrong. I felt embarrassed, and I couldn't look at the people sitting in this large lecture room.

I told him that I could just change the password by adding something else, but he tells me he's going to figure it out anything, since most of the original was already compromised when it was portrayed on the big screen. He was wearing a black shirt with long sleeves that were folded halfway to his arms.

I quickly packed my backpack with my laptop, and I dashed as fast as I can.

I stay on the right side of this fairly long hallway, and I eventually decided to stop near a window. I take my laptop out, which is black in this dream, and I immediately aimed for the link to change my password. I got a yellow sticky note, and quickly wrote down something that I could memorize for the time being.

I took the first letter of something that came up on my mind, and it involved Roger Federer ------------------

So the password ended up being R------------------ in lowercase letters. I quickly concealed the sticky note inside my backpack, along with my laptop, and continued to move forward.

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11.09.2012

Sociology Professor Takes Attendance (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My Sociology professor is taking attendance, which is a bit odd, since he never has given any kind of sheet that verified you attended his class. He's wearing what he wore yesterday in fact. He had a gray suit with a slightly faded yellow shirt underneath, and he had his dark blue jeans (not the country kind of jeans you see that are faded) that had the bottom folded. He was wearing his brown shoes as well, a simple lace-less pair of shoes I believe.

He starts taking papers, and I'm assuming this is a quiz that we're taking. I go up to him, with my paper at hand I believe, and he takes it, goes to a wall with a bunch of papers taped up, and puts an "X" near my name. He heads to the desk with the computer and all sorts of stuff, and I assume that same "X" was just his sign that I was there, just like all the other students who received an "X"

I'm waiting for him to give me back the paper, but it seems he's being distracted by other students who are probably complaining about their quiz grade. I didn't really feel stressed out over anything, so I guess I did well on this quiz.

I get impatient, and decided to go up to him and tell him that he forgot to give me back my paper. Then he says,

"Oh this guy." It's kind of hard to verify if he was being sarcastic, serious, or was talking to someone else. Either way, he hands me my paper, without having any sort of eye contact to me, because he's still being occupied by students asking him random questions. I looked at the back of one student's quiz, and I saw a problem that had some arrows in it.

I realized that this could be a electron flow type of question, but I didn't go too far to speculate why a chemistry type of question would be related to a Sociology class. I go up the top floor and leave with my paper. I looked at the back of the paper, and it seems I have no marks whatsoever.

After opening the double doors on the left side, and the left side is a side a RARELY exit out of or enter, I can't remember what I did next.

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11.09.2012

Spit Microbes Zoomed in? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember seeing is microbe looking creatures near a pair of teeth.

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11.09.2012

At a Restaurant in a Towel (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting with two people, a random guy to my left, and a girl right in front of me. I don't know how the guy on the left belongs in this whole fiasco, but I'm half-naked with a towel around my waist.

The towel is a yellow-green, leaning towards more of a yellow. The restaurant overall has a brown interior, and the tables are quite small, so I guess it's built for two people to face each other.

I had to get another chair and sit next to the guy. The girl and everyone else seems to be passive with me around, they don't really see anything unusual with me just wearing a towel. I'm not even sure why I'm around these people in the first place.

I become aware that I have this chick's number, so I go outside the restaurant for a bit, and quickly took my phone out that came out of nowhere...note, I'm still wearing a towel, so it had to come from somewhere......sorry for the mental image.

I quickly skimmed over the list on my phone, and found her name, and I can't recall her name unfortunately. I listen to the usual "Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" sound before the call picks up, and even though I can't hear her voice, I felt that I was calling her. I quickly peeked over to my left inside the restaurant, and saw she had her phone on her hand.

She's trying to figure out who's calling her, and I assume that I know her number, but she doesn't know mine. I quickly ended the call and I end up going back inside, and hanged out with these two people for the rest of the dream I guess.

11.09.2012

Getting a Blowjob (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

I'm bracing my back against the wall with a pillow, and I have to my right someone I know in waking life performing fellatio on me. I stroked her long hair, elevated my head towards the ceiling, and enjoyed the suction, the saliva en-coating my penis, her slurping that shows how much she enjoys it.

It was just me and her, the red cloth covering the window emitting light makes the place darker than usual, and the overall atmosphere has a orange-brown color.

11.09.2012

Sensitivity (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's someone I know where I'm confused on whether or not I or her posted on the internet her sensitivity in random areas.

Really random dream, don't even know who it was.

Nov. 6, 2012
10:00pm-6:00am

I was in the military. I was helping to escort a convoy through a desert, sometime in the future with many relatively highly-advanced weapons. They were very powerful weapons.

The convoy was ambushed a while into the dream. Insurgent soldiers attacked us. Many people died, many vehicles were destroyed, but the convoy eventually made it. It was a long and hard battle, but the convoy barely made it out alive.