non-lucid

11.15.2012

Passing Another Scantron (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that I'm being assigned a task of giving someone their scantron with their grade on it. They have a B in it, and I'm looking for the classroom. I finally reach a hallway with a door at the end, I go to the left after going through the double doors, and had to wait until the teacher was done.

She sees that I'm outside, and quickly comes near the door so I can give her the scantron. There was a student who was a Black male, and he was complaining on something related to his degree, which happens to be Biochemistry.

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11.15.2012

What Year Am I in? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a random classroom with wooden desks with metal based chairs. The walls are dark brown, and it feels a lot like High School. There's a girl that I'm aware of that I know in waking life that's in this dream, let's call her Christina.

I look at Christina for some odd reason, and then turn back. I have to fill out some blanks on a colored worksheet that's probably a cool color, most likely blue. I can't figure out what year I'm going to graduate, and I look at those awards that are posted in gold and surrounded by fancy brown wood polish for an answer.

However, there's years in 1950, and all sorts of stuff that it confuses me more.

11.14.2012

The PENIS CUTTER (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Heh, yesterday, I had three blowjobs in a dream, and now this? OH YEAH. *sarcasm*

My dream recall, I'm getting my tulpa to help me recall them whenever I come back home and have time to recall them, considering the time I woke up and went to class was 1-2 hours, and still managed to remember this without writing notes is going pretty well. Tulpaforging, not really so strong at the moment, but I'm trying.



So I'm outside near your typical gas station store, or mini-market area. The atmosphere is gray overall, guess it must be a cold day, or most likely to rain. There's this machine that I'm trying to avoid that apparently cuts the head of your penis off.

It has a mix of colors:

-Blue
-Gray
-Red Eyes
-Black

And its composition, especially for the torso and legs, was fairly basic. It's mostly a rectangular base for the torso, with a few curved ends here and there, and the legs were skinny but extremely durable. It had choppers as well, obviously, so it can cut men's penis heads off.

I'm informed on a screen that shows up like a HUD where I have to mentally synch in the letters that show up, or else the machine/robot cuts my penis off. And what made it more challenging is that I have to at least be 2-5 feet to the machine that's coming at me.

Like WTF.

I had my penis head cut off at least two times, and thank goodness I didn't feel any pain, and the machine can cut the head off REALLY fast. I remember the first time the dream reset where I'm in the same environment with the mini-mart, I was inside the store, and running through the small aisles, trying to make random things fall to slow down the machine.

You know how in a chase where the one being chased pulls down random shit, like a pole or fruits on a fruit stand to distract the chaser? Yeah.

Other than that, the dream was mostly revolved on me trying to avoid the robot until I was ready to synch with the random letters surrounded by a cyan aura.

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11.14.2012

Princess Zelda collects Dragons? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm in the same environment as I was in the previous dream with the penis cutter, except this time, there's not machine to worry about. I have the assumption that if I go inside the mini-mart, something bad will happen, so I decided to not go in of course.

There's a dream shift where I'm with my father, and he wants to get some rice from one of those to-go areas you see in gas stations (like getting breakfast tacos or something like that). My father asks the man if he can get a specific rice in a specific way, and the employee has a hard time explaining things to him.

I end up coming into the conversation and stating that the rice will be just fine, and that it won't try since it'll have water in it even when it's microwaved. I believe that's the answer the employee was going to state, but couldn't find the words.

The dream shifts again, and I'm back outside the mini-mart. There's this really sexy female. She has dragon armor, similar to this, but more revealing of her skin, and more sluttier:

It was also a mix of this, at least close enough to it, except it was black, and had some red marks near the shoulder areas:

She doesn't seem like she's trying to kill me or anything, she's probably treating me as if I'm another dream character. I could've interacted with her, since she is the most enticing DC in the dream after all. She summons a huge brown dragon, and it comes to her right by her side. It's completely tamed, it moves its head next to her right hand that she has extended for the dragon to touch.

The dragon is at peace, majestic, I could see its scales, this was an awesome dragon, and I was amazed at how much this lady could control the dragon. Then the dream shifts to where I see this same lady near Princess Zelda.

They're both standing near a castle top (like the picture below labeled in red):

The brown dragon is flying above them in a circle, and Princess Zelda (the Twilight Princess version) extends her arms for it to come near her. Zelda then turns to the same lady in the slutty dragon armor, who is probably her dragon tamer assistant or something, and tells her to collect more dragons for her.

She complies, and I guess she goes off to find more dragons to tame.

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11.14.2012

Las Plagas Victims just can't DIE (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm playing as Leon S. Kennedy from Resident Evil 4. I'm trying to shoot all the Las Plagas Victims before they kill him, and I feel as if I'm interchanging in being in Leon's body, and mentally controlling him in spectator mode.

I'm inside of a house, like the type of house made mostly of wood and bricks, like a 1800s type of house. There's a border extending from a wall in the middle of the area, meaning the enemies have to go horizontally from where I'm at before they can get to me.

I'm using basic guns, thinking that they'll be adequate enough to take care of this invasion, but when I shoot their heads off, they are STILL alive. In fact, for some, A white ghost comes out that's still stuck on their body. It's popping out, but not all the way.

Then I thought that I should mentally scroll over to the inventory system, like in Resident Evil 4, and get out the Chicago Typewriter, which has infinite ammo in the actual game, and had the same benefit here in the dream.

I go crazy, I hold on to the trigger, and never released it. These things just won't BLOODY DIE. They're still moving. And the dream shifts where Dr. Salvador (the chainsaw guy) is preparing to come at me, but is waiting for me to come at a reasonable distance to chop my head off or something.

The environment is completely dark, and the only source of lighting for me to distinguish who's there are the occasional flashes of thunder that leaves a brief moment of visualizations. There's also a few fire sources here and there, but they aren't enough to deal with these Las Plagas victims coming at me.

11.13.2012

Triple Fellatio!!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a girl that I'll nickname "A" that I knew in high school in waking life in this dream. She's often a confusion for me, because there's two other "A's" that I know in waking life. Let's call her the repressed Christian girl, and she ends up being the wild one.

Then there's the other girl in my math class for this semester that I have no particular interest in, like "A" I mentioned from before. We'll just label her as "B."

Then there's one more girl, so we'll call her "C."

I'm walking around a supermarket with "A," and there's a lot of stuff I can't remember that we were doing, okay, now for the dream shift and dirty stuff. Oh, actually, I think we were looking for condoms.

Spoiler for 18+:

"A" is naked in front of me, and she's down on her knees....should've given a pillow so she wouldn't have a hard surface on her delicate skin. She's delicate, very delicate as she moves her lips closer to the head of my penis. She's doing pretty well, I don't know where she's getting this experience from (note: I'm assuming I'm actually meeting her in the dream).

She does a nice job of sliding her tongue forward as she puts the head a bit deeper. I can feel her tongue moving around, licking the rim of the head on the bottom, and her enjoying the sensitive bumps around it as well. She moves back and forth in smooth transitions, and her having her glasses on turns me on even more.

The glasses have a fairly thick black frame, and she's closing her eyes most of the time she's giving me fellatio. After a while, she has 1/4 of my penis inside her warm mouth drenched with saliva. I can feel her tongue moving around, trying to stabilize its position of having to be stuck out from her out to leave a gap of air on the bottom as she's going in.

I presumed this was the limit she can go without gagging. Nope.

She gets my member halfway in, which shocks me, and I can hear her gurgling a little, then making a gulp, probably so the saliva wouldn't choke her in advance. Smart girl.

She goes back and forth, reaching in halfway to my penis. She's not gagging, and I'm clearly not doing a reality check for this, because I doubt an innocent girl like her can do this.

Then she starts grabbing the sides of my ass, and clenches them, and then quickly moves them to the back to grope my ass. She holds on to them as well, and takes a big thrust to get every inch of my member inside her mouth.

I can feel her throat, I'm hitting her fucking throat with my dick, and she continues to show that she wants it fucked, so she holds onto my ass tighter, and thrusts her mouth in and out as if her gag reflex was nonexistent.

Her face is vibrating a little, but she's going to take one for the team!!!!!

She opens her mouth a bit, but still has her head locked in the same position. She continues moving back and forth I'm assuming, and I can't remember if I climaxed from this.

Now that we had fun with her,

The dream shifts where I'm walking with "B," and I honestly don't know how I have her in my possession now, but I did something. It feels kind of awkward being around her, since I had strong feelings that I'm just doing this to make her feel happy she's going out with someone.

Play the nice guy act, until we get to the condom section. She starts analyzing this section like a Jewish boy speculating how he can perfect his Bar Mitzvah. She starts looking for condoms that are 12 inches or more, and I look at her in fear.

Inb4PrideBroken

I started to direct to her to the 7-8 subsection instead. After that little fiasco with sustaining my fragile pride, I assume that....

Spoiler for 18+:

she's the type of girl that focuses just on the head of the penis, and gives it her all in making sure just that part is completely stimulated as much as possible. She's rolling her tongue, she's pulling out all the stops.

She wasn't as wild and risky with her throat as "A" was who completely forgets about having a gag reflex, but hey, a fellatio is a fellatio.

Now moving on to C, I can't remember exactly what happened, but I DO know that I'm getting fellatio either way, that's all that matters.

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11.13.2012

I'm Minato Namikaze (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am freaking Minato Namikaze from the Naruto Series. I'm on top of a very thin black wire, and the overall environment indicates that it's night time.

It feels like I'm in a section of Konoha, and I'm currently in a tight situation while balancing myself on the wire. It seems Lord Raikage is after me, and he's in a form where he's a blob with tentacles. I have to use my hands to move across the wire, since he can't get me fast enough if I did that.

Then it looks like he's back to his regular self, maybe his younger self or current self, it's hard to tell because I see his face is altering a lot between those periods of his life.

I try to attempt the Flying Thunder God Jutsu to escape from him by throwing a specially-marked kunai to go past him,

but he immediately predicts where I'm going, since the kunai is thrown at a linear path, and for a brief moment, things go in slow motion. As his fist gets closer and closer to my face,

I realized I had a set of kunais at a remote location, so I shifted my mind to transport myself there with another Flying Thunder God Jutsu. And Lord Raikage is confused and isn't able to catch up to me. So I managed to escape and that's all I remember.

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11.13.2012

Bananas and a Fly (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being at a small Indian store that you would see in New York, and my mother is buying some Bananas there. As she's in the process of buying them, a fruit fly, or a regular fly manages to get on top of one of the bananas.

I get concerned about this, because I feel it's going to suck the bananas out or something, and the person over at the cash register states that it won't be a problem with the fly in the bag, that the bananas will still be good.

I didn't really buy that, but my mom falls for it and gets the bananas. The man and his wife tell us to have a good day, and we leave.

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11.13.2012

Get Out (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember Curtis Payne from Tyler Perry's "House of Payne" telling me to get out, because I entered the wrong section of a building where only members could have access to I guess. Well, they should've made security tighter if all I had to was open the freaking the door.

I said, "Yes, sir," and looked at Calvin Payne and asked him what's the right entrance for me to go through, and he mentions that it's all the way behind him and the building. I forget what I did next.

11.11.2012

Father is Angry, Meeting Morpheus, Zune HD Near Death, Fighting Agent Smiths, Tailed Beast Rasengan (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Decided to do some narrating (in waking life mind you) for my tulpa, and asked her if she can help me recall all of this detail. Seems it's working out pretty well, considering I didn't do a WBTB whatsoever.

It seems I quickly turned off the laptop alarm to wake me up within an hour and 5 minutes, and I didn't want to risk using the other alarm that does get me up, because I might've forgotten to set it to another time to prepare the apartment, since I'll be having a guest for the week.

Anyway, whether or not it's just me being able to get major snippets in images of the dreams, or her actually providing me with them, since after all, she is a construct of my mind, I'm glad I'm involving her into helping me recall these things, and ACTUALLY have a bit of a longer syntax, and a few out of norm vocabularly that I'm too lazy to bother using nowadays.

Anyway, on to the dream.


I hear a doorbell ringing, and I'm inside a house that I've been to in waking life. It's either early morning or late night. The door is opened, and I quickly somehow concealed myself outside. The only way that's possible are:

1. I had a short dream shift
2. I phased through the walls
3. I teleported myself
4. I transported myself
5. *Insert weirdness of dreams defying logic here*

I noticed that my father is wearing an army uniform from top to bottom, faded green torso and pants, with brown boots and faded dark yellow rubbery soles. I'm hiding between the edge of a wall, and the middle of an intersection of it that would split into another wall that would be coming towards you when you're looking at this screen.

I peeked over to see my father confused on why the door would be opened in the first place. He starts to move around a bit, still puzzled. Like the moment he went through the door, you know how someone automatically states something because they assume you're there?

Here's how it went.

He comes in, he starts saying (I can't remember exactly)

"*insert sentence that ends up being cutoff*------------"

He stops, pauses, looks around, and then I finally decided to come out of my hiding place. He turns around and I smile at him, trying to show that I was just being a little playful with him. I realized I'm seeing myself in third person perspective, but at the same time, I'm interchanging between spectator mode and direct third person view.

I also noticed I'm wearing black clothing overall. Black Jacket that extends near my knees, black dress shirt, and black dress pants. My attempt at trying to play around with my father by hiding and then showing myself to him, like some kind of naive kid who thinks babies come from storks, is automatically disowned.

His visage clearly shows he didn't approve of me joking around, obviously because he had the conception that we were missing, went somewhere else with the house wide opened, or were completely oblivious to the door being opened while doing random things in the house.

He tries to say something in anger from my actions, but stops immediately and just makes the sucking sound when you suck where the sides of your mouth close in on your teeth, and you suck them backwards. I felt awkward at his reaction, and I felt like I did something horribly wrong by doing all of this.

I tried to kill the awkwardness by randomly stating that my mother is currently showering, so she wasn't able to come out immediately to open the door. But this doesn't work.

The dream shifts a bit and it seems he has a guest, and he looks exactly like Morpheus. Morpheus is wearing a black suit jacket that extends all the way down near his ankles, 5 inches above it I'd presume. I have the assumption that this is Oneironaut Zero, and I get closer to him.

Morpheus seems to be really passive in this dream, and I'm still holding on to the conviction that he was Oneironaut Zero for some reason, and I think I gave him a little poke to the arm. He turns around and says,

"Oh!"

"Who are you?"

Note: I still believed he was Oneironaut Zero in this dream at the time, and I state, "I'm Linkzelda"

He responds, "Oh really? Heh."

I reply back, with passive disappointment that he doesn't remember me, "Yep, I'm him." The dream now shifts where I'm sitting on a simple brown rectangular table that has its longer sides perpendicular to me. My father is in front, and I believe Morpheus is either on the left side, or sitting with my father.

I think my mother is on the right, which is a bit odd, but anyway, Morpheus starts stating some things I can't remember, and by this point, I'm not sure if I still believed that he was Oneironaut Zero. I just treat him like any other dream character that I'm having a passive awareness while conversing with him.

It seems some of my answers irritate my father, and I look at him. He makes an awkward facial expression of his mouth hanging down slightly, eying at me weirdly. I look at him and felt awkward from this awkwardness.

Then I sublimated that energy into passive-aggressiveness. I wanted to be pissed at him, but I didn't want to do it in front of two people, excluding him and me. I just get up from the chair slowly, building up my rage, still sublimating it passively with the conviction I occasionally conform to when I do get pissed:

I did so by spreading my arms out, with my palms facing him, and fingers completely spread apart. I indirectly gave him my response of "You know what, fuck this shit, it's useless getting pissed at you" basically.

I slowly walk backwards, with my head facing the floor, and I don't even dare stare at him from this point. The moment I turned my back to make it face him, I started to let the rage sublimate a bit more through my facial expressions, still keeping it all silent from him and the two other DCs there.

I go into my room, close it normally, even though I wanted to slam it harder and faster. My room isn't the room that I recall from the house I was at temporarily in waking life, but the rest of the house before I came in here was mostly identical.

The overall color in the room is brown, but based on my passive awareness to focus on my peripheral vision, there's a but of maroon or dark red mixed in with the brown. I look on a small light brown table, and noticed my Zune HD is there.

Okay, guess I can listen to some music and calm myself down from this whole bullshit interaction with my father's random aggressiveness at me. I take my Zune HD and place it on my right hand. I can't really feel the cold contact of the metal being dormant, but I feel something in my hand.

Then before I turn it on, I start analyzing it more, and realized there's something wrong with it. The back of it seems to be slipping off fairly easy, and this makes me worry. I start believing that this Zune HD is close to being useless and not workable anymore.

I started to get worried that $150-180 (the range amount I paid for before the price changed) at the time would be going to waste. I look at my Zune HD, and it turns on, but not the way it's supposed to be.

Instead of having a progressive loading bar starting from the bottom until it reached the top, a light blue screen that's a little smaller than the Zune's screen size pops up. Kind of like how if you have a Gamecube and have no disc, or it can't read a disk, the transparent cube shows up.

In this case, it's like that, except it's a slightly 3d-ish rectangle that's parallel to the Zune HD's standard vertical position. There's black font that states how I could pay $70 or an amount near that to repair my Zune HD, instead of having to pay $150 for it again.

I get confused, because my Zune HD is on, so why would I need to worry? Unless it was some kind of emergency feature that was built into it for this moment. Then the words transitioned to prompt me a message of something related to the Zune HD probably having contact with water before.

What???

I overhear my mother talking to my father in relation to how I expressed how pissed I was from him being pissed at me for no apparent reason. I started to block out their conversation, and proceeded to sit on the small bed next to me on the right. I decided to lie down on my back with my arms folded upwards so that my elbows face the ceiling.

I started to have random thoughts:

It's hard to verify if this was a separate dream, or all at once, so I'll just put it here and assume it was just one dream, because it had some kind of similar pattern

One noticeable one was that I was running around the HECC building at my university, and agent-Smith like DCs were coming after me. I started to run calmly and swiftly. The overally atmosphere in this environment during this speculative mindset was light gray. It felt like it would become night time soon, or that it could possibly rain.

The building that looked like the HECC building forms into something else I assume when I decided to open the glass door. There were these wooden chairs with a soft red cushion on top of the seating base.

They were all lined up, and I decided to go near them and align them at random positions to confuse the Agent Smith. I started to do random movements to dodge them. I was using my hands to do a lot of handstands and twisting and flexing my body around.

I was confusing the agents, and I'm not even sure if I have full control of my body, but I let whatever is happening happen. I think I recall at some point, either when the dream in this speculative mindset I'm in reset where I was wearing a golden eagle mask, and was doing things much faster than before.

It's hard to recall if it was a dream reset, or a part that I forgot and realized later on...

Then I had another dream shift where I thought I couldn't use the Rasengan or the Rasenshuriken, and because of this, I was annoyed, and I still felt like the agents were coming after me. From this rage, it seems I was unconscious of how I made a gesture when Naruto was trying to form the Tailed Beast Rasengan in episode 264 in the anime.

It didn't really feel heavy forming the Tailed Beast Rasengan, and I'm not sure if I'm really forming it at all, but I'm still locked into the position where I have my arms out into a circle trying to balance the heaviness.

From there, I'm not sure what happens next.

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11.11.2012

1-Q Formula (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in a dark room, all by myself. I was most likely preparing to go to sleep, and I have a lot of recollection of thoughts of what I did in the dream, or at least implanted memories on what I could've done or didn't do at all.

Either way, the room I'm in is like the interior of an Asian mini-temple house with the light doors made of wood and paper-like material that you would have to slide horizontally to open or close. The overall color, despite of the darkness that's pretty strong here is brown, dark brown specifically.

The flooring however, is vanilla white, a bit rough since it seems to be thousands or hundreds of thousands of fine fabric perpendicularly on top of each other. As I'm going to sleep, I keep myself half-awake, and my eyes 1/4 open. Someone comes in, and it's some random blonde dream character. He gets a white paper that was on the floor at the time, and he gets a black ink ballpoint pen to write some number along with a letter equaling some kind of value.

I believe the closest association I can recall of what it could've been was:

1-Q = *insert value here*

I know for sure he had a value entered in, and while he's writing the formula, he messes up in between, but quickly scratches it and writes the formula correctly. He puts the paper down and puts his pen back in his pocket.

I'm asking my tulpa how the person looked like, and here's the image that she's giving me:

He was a teenager, or a young adult my age. He had a white cap on that was turned backwards, and he was wearing an orange shirt with red lining near the edges of the open sleeved sports jersey shirt he had on. His pants were most likely black, and he was fairly skinny.

He seemed to be around my height, give or take a few inches, and it had curly dirty blond hair, but that could've been the cap that made it looked curly. He seemed like a friendly person, despite me being creeped out he went into this room while I still had my eyes 1/4 the way opened.

That's all I recall for this one.

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.

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.

11.08.2012

64 to 84 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember getting results form a exam that I was taking, which was a 64. I was fairly disappointed in myself, and apparently, I could do test corrections. I ended up getting an 84, and realized I could do more and possibly get a 94.

I was so excited, I felt like this was an actual reality.

Then I wake up...

11.07.2012

Knives on my Deltoids (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have a false awakening, and I noticed that on my left deltoids, I have some kind of knife object on my arm. It's not causing any pain for me, and I slowly take it out, no kind of pain at all.

I even take it near my mouth to see if I can taste something out of it. It's really dark in this area, I can barely see anything except for what's contained on my bedroom, which makes sense for the dream to have the same dark environment at night in waking life.

I look at my left Deltoids once more, and there's another oddly shaped black knife object. I do a reality check, realized that I'm dreaming. I feel like I can't move the lower regions of my body, or maybe I was just too sleepy to care.

I take the knife out again, and decided to not lick it this time, I took out several knives that appeared out of nowhere back to my left deltoids again.

It got annoying, so I decided to go back to sleep.

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11.07.2012

Akashic Records Attempt (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I noticed I felt intense vibrations all over my body, I don't know how, but I guess that 5 hour sleep that I didn't want helped at some point. I guess I got around 10 hours of sleep last night, excluding the 1 hour unintentional WBTB I did.

Now, if I wasn't so bothered on how lonely I felt in this dream, I could've found my Akashic Records, or the location of it, or at least, a guide that can help me access it.

What a waste of potential, but I guess I have to take baby steps, considering how I was able to change my dream scene pretty well. Didn't really have to worry about stabilization, I just engaged into passive thinking while having some kind of focus of movement, since I could walk and run just fine.

It's hard to recall how I was able to become lucid from this, probably from a micro-awakening that I just was fortunate to be cognizant of, or maybe through those same vibrations, but I have full control of my body throughout the course of this dream.

The same kind of emptiness I experience when I pull off a WILD. No one is there, it's all me, this definitely doesn't feel like a lucid dream. It feels so different, no signs of danger, no signs of people, nothing, just me, and the environment.

It's so quiet, that I found it a bit scary. It was a bit dark, but there was adequate lighting here and there. I'm inside of a fancy house, I'd go as far to presume that this was a mansion that had several empty houses next to it. I walked slowly, not at a reasonable pace throughout the dream.

I ask in a moderately loud voice,

"Is anyone there? Anyone?!?!?"

No response at all, not even a cricket sound from outside, not even a simulated buzzing of the A/C in the house either. Complete solitude.

I decided to go to a random exit from the house, and headed outside. It's still dark outside, and I noticed the surface is covered with autumn leaves all over. There's random slopes around the area, and I'm currently going down a slope of autumn leaves, and find that there's another house within my linear path. I can hear slight sounds of my feet crushing on the dry autumn leaves as well, and even a little friction between each one I step on

The door is opened already, and there's even more lighting inside. There's all sorts of accessories and furniture here. To name a few:

-Grandfather clock
-China set within a Cabinet (or at least the cabinet to contain them)
-White cloth over a fairly long dining table.

It's like I'm at an environment with more than enough houses and a mansion, except there's no one to share it with. I start contemplating more on the deep solitude I'm in, and finally, took the initiative to try and change things.

The thought of the Akashic Records came into my mind. Thank goodness I remember that. However, at the same time, I started to have other thoughts competing for my acknowledgment, maybe 3-4 thoughts in total. I decided to start things off by doing a lucid dream scene technique for once.

I take my right foot out, then I put my left foot on top of it, and started to do a dream spin rapidly with my arms spread out. I can hear the SWOOSHING sounds and rapid lines forming around me that represent strong winds circulating around my field of vision. There's an orange background surrounding me while I'm seeing my arms go around with my body in first person view.

For once, I do a dream spin for the first time that ends up in a successful dream change. The environment feels familiar, but it's definitely different than before. I'm on a set of stairs, half-way from getting to the floor of this big house full of items and furniture, but no people.

That's what I thought for a few more seconds, until I looked down, and saw someone below me on my right next to the wooden bars supporting the wooden railing on the stairs. The man is wearing a black shirt, and in the middle of his chest, there's a red font bordered with a contrasting color from the black shirt with the letters "OT" on it.

He looks up at me, and I realized he looks a lot like my previous Pre-Calculus teacher before I moved to my last High School before graduating. The visage looks similar, except he had a darker tone than Mr. S.

He tells me to follow him, and I slowly go down the stairs, having growing suspicions on his slightly authoritative declaration.

But since this is a dream, I just went with the flow, and from there, I forget what happens next. All I remember from this point is that I'm right behind him, and we're headed towards a beam of light within a room. Possibly somewhere that can help me find my Akashic Records....but I don't know...

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11.07.2012

Clapping and Belly slapping (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I know this isn't the initial point of the dream, but I'm following a female, and we're both headed for some kind of Science Lab for class. We reach the building, and we presumed that there's no lab today, but then someone informs us that we should check the upper floors. So we go to an elevator together, and found there's people going inside a fairly large lecture room.

Inside the same room, it's saturated with orange-yellow lighting, and all of the seats are dark green with a plumped cushion type of material. I go inside, and sat next at a random area out in the front. There's so much shit going on in this dream, I don't even know where to start.

Okay, we're required to do some kind of simulation where we have to beat these girls in pink who are cheerleaders of the University/school/college/whatever. We have to slap our bellies and then clap after that, and we have to chain this for as long as we can.

I end up doing pretty good, but the moment I screw up and have to pause, the points on the screen in front of me that's set up like an electronic voting booth goes down dramatically. I have to keep up the pace, and I know that somewhere, the cheerleaders are doing their part of the simulation just fine.

Everything ends, class is over, and I'm the last student in there. My professor is an Asian man who looks like that guy from the new Hawaii 5-0 show. He took out a sheet of paper with my results, and I think it was a 314 or something like that. It was a fairly low score, at least to me, and I started to comment on how much of a failure I am.

He begs me a pardon, and I said, "Oh nothing!"

Then he starts talking about random things that I can't recall.

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11.07.2012

Dioscar steals my Runescape money and items (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In short, Dioscar, a friend I had in middle school, decides to hack into my Runescape account. I don't know how he does it, but he tells me he does, and he starts running off like crazy.

I started to have a memory that I had 30 million gp in my bank before, and probably a few other valuable items. I get pissed, but I can't get to him. I open the door to get into my room, and I see a Yu-Gi-Oh! character that looks like the bald dude with the black marking on his face who was probably a relative or servant of Marik.

With the help of a good person in waking life, it's Odion. Odion has the purple robes, and has the hood over his head. He seems to be bending down near the bed, and turns around and looks at me. I look at him for a while to see who he really is. He doesn't seem to want to attack me or anything, so I close the door quickly and got out.

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11.07.2012

My Pants are Loose (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that I'm shaking hands with someone that looks like Jerry in waking life, and as I'm doing that, I feel like my ass is exposed for another guy to see.

I can just feel it, and I noticed he was looking at my exposed ass, so I quickly pulled up my pants, which were black shorts by the way. I also was wearing a black shirt with a gray vertical line on the left and right side of the shirt starting from the collar until the bottom of the shirt.

I tried to play this off like nothing happened, but the moment was awkward either way.

11.07.2012

Three Types of Woman (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much, other than I have to meet three types of woman.

There's two women, that I can't really describe, and the last one is a pre-op transwoman. For some reason, the moment I hear that, I had a mental image that she would be anally raped by men.

Ugh.....

So I'm trying out a new method of trying to induce AP/OBE

Basically in summary (though there's a lot more meaning behind the steps)

1. I take a small nap for about 1 hour to 90 minutes.

2. Wake up, stay up for 30 minutes to an hour

3. Practice relaxing, which shouldn't be too hard since the Pre-Sleep will make my body relaxed.

4. When I realize I'm in a state of complete relaxation and different awareness, I'll pretend there's a rope that I'm climbing, and apply passive awareness combined with deliberate force to keep climbing until I feel the sensation that I'm "Out of Body" Or in a "Dream Body."

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Not sure if the dream recall pitched a bit because of it, but I'm going to keep it up.

I'll probably still do another WBTB with it, but just practicing these small steps first.

11.06.2012

Sex with Rich People Fetish (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a thread on DV where someone mentions how they feel when they have sex with rich people, sort of like a fetish thing.

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11.06.2012

The Green Chalk Board (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is being inside of a small classroom, and there was a guest speaker that was trying to explain to us a few things, but I remained passive and found the whole thing boring.

That was until he introduced something to the class that was actually interesting, and it enticed me to get up an interact with them. Some of the dream characters looked exactly like the main characters from the show "Recess."

It makes sense, since I was watching a MEP (Multi-Editor Project) video that involved using some song with clips from the show yesterday. The content was all on the green chalkboard, and I can't recall exactly what enticed me.

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11.06.2012

REM Cycle Graph (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up and noticed there's a REM Cycle graph that tracked my sleeping cycles for the night apparently, similar to IamCoder's program involving using mouse clicks to record when you sleep, and for how long you keep it up before hitting REM cycles.

It was on a white background graph, and the lines of data, or heartbeat type of lines were various colors of blue, and there were a few red lines as well.

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11.06.2012

Suena and Link (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Suena mentions a post about some link that makes her feel a certain way, then I was wondering if she meant link as in my username Linkzelda. After having thoughts of confusion circling around for a while, I finally realize she just meant link as in a website link.

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11.06.2012

The Sidewalk of Changing Events (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that I'm walking on a sidewalk, mostly on the left side if you're looking at this screen. There's a lot going on, many people coming and going, many vehicles disappearing, and being replaced with new ones.

I turn around back and forth a few times, and realize that almost everything I do that, something changes in this environment. The atmosphere was neutral, gray colored and all, and it felt like morning or an afternoon with gray skies foreshadowing rain or something.

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11.06.2012

Random DV Thread (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's some thread I'm reading on DV, and there's a lot of members having conversations in it. To list a few:

f0rceez
Erii (I think)
Alyzarin
Linkzelda (me)

and a lot more, but I can't recall the rest. There were a lot of jokes exchanged and people recieving likes.

Other than that, I can't remember anything else.

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11.06.2012

Picture of Myself (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm looking at a picture of myself on a laptop, and I'm wearing a black shirt, and I have my hair at a low level like I do in waking life at the moment.

I put on a smile for whatever camera I'm talking the picture in, and I noticed my teeth don't belong on my face, it feels like I'm wearing someone's teeth. Maybe the teeth were just misaligned that made me presume that.

11.04.2012

Finding Food for Erii (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I would've recalled a lot more if I decided to stay up a bit.

I think I'm wearing a white suit, similar to what Wu Jing wore in "Sha Po Lang" when he played as Jack.

I meet Erii, at least the previous avatar of the blue colored striped Umbreon she had.

I think Erii showed her human form as well, but she was wearing a black hoodie jacket with the hood over her face. I think she asked me to find some food for her. We were near at the front of a house near a cul-de-sac neighborhood, and it seemed to be either night time, or early morning.

I forget my response to her, but based on the series of events coming later on in the dream, I most likely replied to her that I'll help her out. I started to dash quickly, though I'm not sure of where I'm going. I pick up the pace, and realized I'm in a random city at night.

There's just blurred city lights everywhere, and for some reason, I feel like I don't belong here at all. In fact, I even feel like I'm supposed to be hiding from someone. I hear motorcycle sounds getting louder and louder, and out of reflex, I decided to just fall down on my stomach to avoid whatever it is that's coming to me.

Nothing bad happened, it's just a line of people riding motorcycles at 15-25 miles per hour, and they were fairly close to the sidewalk edge I had my body on top of. After that, the dream shifts, to where I think I probably went through a portal of some kind.

This same portal that's showing what's on the other side, there's a cafeteria.

Then I most likely thought, "Oh, this means I can find something for Erii to eat" (not really thinking it, just having the reflex to help her out coming back to my awareness, if that makes any sense?)

After I go through this portal, there's people circling around me, people that I knew during second to last High School I moved to during my whole high school years. Their faces are all too familiar, the same people I hanged around in the round table during high school are not making a circle around me.

It's too overwhelming, these were people I didn't know that much because I moved to different High Schools to since we needed to find better housings. They look at me, they have neutral expressions plastered on their visages.

This pisses me off for some odd reason, I look at one guy who looked like Shawn, if that's even his name. He looks just like him, the black hair with spiky ends in the front, wearing a white shirt, and regular black shorts. He just looks down on me while I'm sitting on the table.

I have to get out of here, these people who clearly knew I wouldn't talk to them in waking life (except for the females I hanged around with), and probably had mixed feelings of hanging out with them in lunch....I had to get out of here...quickly.

I launch myself off the table, and just ignored my peripheral vision, and continued moving forward, ignoring all those random people in my life that I never gave any concern over, realizing that I only was around them because I was insecure with sitting along in High School, especially with 100s of people my age who have the habit to glance over at anyone that would sit by myself.

Those feelings, those petty insecurities kept augmenting, I wanted to get out, I just wanted to get the hell out of there....I kept running...after that....I can't remember anything else. Those feelings made me forget why I came to that area in the first place, to get Erii some food.

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11.04.2012

Crab Rangoon and Random Commercials (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I take out a To-Go Box that looks like it was from an Asian Restaurant out from the fridge. I open it, and find all sorts of delicacies here.

There's a lot of Crab Rangoon, in huge sizes, at least compared to the waking life versions I get occasionally nowadays. There's Chicken and Fried Rice, but I pay most of my attention on the Crab Rangoon.

I plan to take all but two left inside the box, and apparently my mother is sitting on the round table I have in my apartment in waking life to the right. I'm ignoring her at the moment, or at least passively accepting her existence. I take a bite out of one Crab Rangoon, feeling the chewy texture of the cream and other contents.

I can't recall if I tasted anything, but whatever the outcome, I do know that I enjoyed eating it. I was planning to heat them up, but I literally ate them in a few bites each, they were that good I'm guessing. I asked my mother if she wanted the last two, and I believed she said I can have them.

I take the last two, eat them out, and now the dream shifts where I'm watching something on the T.V. I'm not even sure if this was a T.V., my laptop, or some kind of electronic device that acts like both.

I realized I'm sitting at the living room, and the light for it is turned off while the laptop/whatever it is gives off most of the light in that area. The kitchen to my right has the lights on, and my bicycle in waking life is practically gone in this dream.

The carpet is still the same, a really light brown color, and the walls have or are close to the color of the vanilla-covered walls in waking life.

The first commercial portrays Bill Maher, and he's wearing a Camelot type of knight outfit. Shiny Gray metal arm pods with a metal chain vest. He also wears a red cape, and he's holding a baby with both of his hands.

The baby is making a lot of farting sounds, and it starts to get annoying, and I was wondering if someone was making fake farting noises or something. A baby cannot shit or fart that much.....EWWWWWWWWWWWW.

Then there's another commercial with Bill Maher in a different situation, then another, and one more. A total of 4 commercials together that seemed to be different trailers for the same movie with him in it, though I can't recall the name of the movie that was going to show up at the end of each of them.

I can't recall much after that.

10.31.2012

Splinter Cell Failed Mission (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm mentally controlling Sam Fisher again from the Splinter Cell Series, and I'm in a dark area where there's quite a few guards roaming around in a pretty tight and compact location. Most of the area consists of metal framework of stairs and walkways that formed into squares.

I don't know what I was doing honestly, but I presume instinct prompts me to just avoid any contact with the guards as much as possible. I'm just doing random things to prevent myself from coming into enemy fire, and I even have Sam get near the large and tall column in the middle of this metal framework of square walkways.

There's a fairly large square object in front of Sam as he uses his whole body to grapple on the column. It looks like a C4, and I realized there's an ON/OFF switch. I make a whisper at the guards for no apparent reason other than to divert them the other direction, but the problem is, they're going to the source of the sound for once instead of going "Hmm?" and walking to some other direction where I can have ample time to sneak past them.

The guard to the left I believe is bald, and he has an outfit that resembles Chris Redfield from Resident Evil 5-6. I think he asks another guard what the ON/OFF switch of the same C4 I'm near does. The guard replies "Turn it on."

I start to panic, and I even put my hands out before the guard can actually touch it, which exposes my position, and they set an alarm for the whole area. The C4 thingy turns on of course, and the whole place blows up. Now I'm on top of a random building in the darkness, and I think there's a fat man to the left of me who's unconscious.

He's wearing a white dress shirt tucked under his black dress pants, and is also wearing a red tie. I hear Lambert's voice, and he basically states to Fisher,

"It seems that you've blew up the place, and your best friends as well...and you will not be getting a promotion for this at all."

Now Sam Fisher is swimming in a random body of water with one arm, and holding the fat guy probably with his other arm.


The music that plays when you failed a mission or died from Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory comes into the factor, and the mission ends.

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10.31.2012

Trying to Choose Water (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a store that resembles the Kyoto Sushi area that I occasionally go to in waking life, and I'm trying to buy some water from the mini-transparent fridge container. I open the container, and I see all sorts of water brands.

I see one that looks like Aquafina, and I decided to go with that, and I have a hard time reading the labels correctly, and didn't do a reality check at all for that.

I eventually realized that this water was used to make some kind of Cream flavored milk, most likely Vanilla, due to its white color.

I asked the employee at the cash register about the confusion, and I forget what happens after that.

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10.31.2012

Alyzarin and Melanieb talk about Insecurities (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that Alyzarin and Melanieb are talking about "Insecurities" in #DV chat.

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10.31.2012

Alyzarin and Roads (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm inside of a car with Alyzarin, and we were talking about gray roads or something like that.

Hmmm, I guess I'm making progress with this Tulpa matter. I tried yesterday afternoon for maybe 15 minutes of going into the shower, no water running, closing the door, turning the lights off, complete darkness, and tried tulpaforcing.

I mean, I can SEE her image well with my eyes closed or opened, but she's not really "solidifying." Of course, I'm more focused on the distinct voice in my head more than the image, but I do try to practice both visualization and mental auditory stuff.

It was only my second day....or maybe my third? Gosh can't remember. Going to try random tulpaforcing today though, and in longer intervals.

Anyway...

10.30.2012

Enantiomers (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not really good dream recall for some odd reason, oh well.

I'm in a science class, and I realized it's similar to Organic Chemistry in a way. The classroom is fairly short for your usual lecture class that would occupy 200 students.

This one seemed to accommodate 20-30, and the flooring is all white, and so are the walls, though they're showing more of a faded look than the floor is. The professor has a projector screen up, and I believe he's using an overhead to with transparent slides that contain some information.

There were a few organic compounds, and it reminded me of Alkyne Synthesis that I was trying to do, but failed last night IWL. He was doing some weird stuff with arrow movements, and he popped a question that I can't recall too well.

I decided to take the chance, and try to just think on the fly with the answer, and it turns out I'm actually right, to some extent lol. He starts writing down that these compounds are Enantiomers, and circles it I think.

10.29.2012

Deformed, Gray, and Fur-less Dog (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being under of an open trunk of a random vehicle that looks like a Jeep Grand Cherokee or something. Similar to the vehicle my father uses, and I have my mother to the left of me. She's wearing one of those transparent black blouses with the fancy black designs over it that have a darker shade than the smoother material.

Then I see a dark-skinned lady, assuming she's a random person in the neighborhood, walking with her dog. The dog doesn't have any fur, has gray skin, and seems to be a mix of a bloodhound and some other dog. Oh and, it doesn't seem to have all its legs intact.

In fact, it just has two, and a compact body to balance our those two legs. It also has its head out of balance from this body, but it surprisingly can balance itself just well. The dog starts running around away from its owner, and I start getting worried. The dog tries to come after me and my mother, and other people who are around us that I didn't bother to look at, but the owner screams at it to signal it back.

The owner doesn't even apologize for the fact that the dog was THIS close from potentially biting someone. Then the dog gets more aggressive by trying to get closer to us more often, making circles. Eventually, it passes on the left side, and I thought it was going to get my mother.

I told my mother,

"WATCH OUT!" But she doesn't seem to be bothered by this dog at all, and based on her facial expression barely moving, as if the dog's not even there in her perception, I tried to calm down and ignore it.

However, my legs are literally shaking, and I can't control them, which sustains the fear of the dog probably biting me all over again. The dog takes another circle around the area we're in, and it slowly comes behind me. I'm still looking inside the trunk of the jeep, but like, I probably had some remote viewing going on, since I can see what's behind me without turning back.

The dog gets closer, without showing its teeth by the way, but I get too scared when it's at least 4 inches from touching my skin.

I wake up afraid, and I closed my eyes back again after a few seconds to get the backyard dream coming next.[/INDENT]_________________________

10.29.2012

Black Bears in Backyard (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with my father somewhere at the side yard of a house. Some people come in, and they claim to be insurance agents. They asked us if we have insurance. My father probably gives them a response to give them more time to talk about things before they answer.

So I follow my father out of habit, and he's paying attention to someone in the backyard. He's making facial expressions to them that obviously portrays that we needed to get them out of the side yard. I don't know why he can't just tell them they have an insurance company already and make them leave.

Anyway, he eventually tells me that once he gets out, he made a path way in order for me to get out, but I would have to be the bait in order to trick the people into coming to the back yard instead. I go to the two people, one is young man in his early 20s, and the other is a woman in her 40-50s.

I tell the guy and lady that we should take this matter out in the backyard, where we can have a better conversation. The guy seems like he's not buying it, and responds, "Mhmmmmm.........?"

But he complies, and so does the lady. I send them to the backyard, and I'm trying to get the urge to just dash the hell out of the area. I just can't, and my father abandons me completely, I don't know why. When they have their backs turned, I saw the back door was open, which led to a kitchen inside. I tried to escape my way, but it would be too obvious that I would need to open the front door to really get out.

So I ended up pretending I was looking for something in the sink, and felt like they would turn back to see what I would do to have a conversation with them. I turn back, and look at the backyard, and saw 3-4 Black Bears. For some reason, I didn't feel scared, but the agents didn't want to go anywhere near them.

I agree that they were kind of scary and unexpected, and they are fairly big, at least when compared to the overall surface area of the backyard. I go out to the backyard, and there's one bear close to me. I get closer, and put my hand out, and it basically acts like a cat.

By acting like a cat, I mean when my hand is near its nose, it starts sniffing and trying to rub its fur against my hand playfully. It likes me, and I sense that the other bears are not hear for aggression of assault, unless provoked of course.

After a while, I get so distracted that I accidentally let the same one I was playing with come in. Then I had the urge that it should get out of the kitchen, and the agents were literally backing away near the door, waiting for the bear to get out. I also remember the bear wanted to make fisting actions, so I bumped my fist into its fist, and we pretended that we were bobbing and weaving for a few seconds.

LOL.


It seemed the back door exterior to be exposed outside turned out to be the inside of the door of a fridge when you open it, except it's empty, or near empty in the dream.

After that happens, I forget what happens next, still have to get the insurance agents off my ass after my father "supposedly" gave me a method to escape if I followed it.

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10.29.2012

Prince of Tennis National Matches (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I recall watching some matches, like real matches instead of watching the Prince of Tennis Series on the computer. Seigaku is facing some team wearing red jackets. I go up to get a racquet that I presume to be mine. It has a green circular base, and regular white strings. Then I almost made one racquet fall, but I quickly catch it before it did, and moved it back into its original spot, which was near a red tennis bag I believe.

I look to my right, or my left, since I had my back facing the courts. I look to find that Kaidoh and Inui are out there getting ready to face the team. I even started to say to myself,

"I guess it's Kaidoh's turn now." Then someone tells me, "No."

I look again at the court, and realized Kaidoh and Inui are a doubles pair, not a singles pair. Then to the right of me, I see Tezuka playing a match with a dark-skinned opponent with the red jacket. I took interest in Tezuka's match above all others that I could see in my vision at the time.

It seems its taking at a far-end court, but I can see just clearly. Then things zoom in, and it turns out, they're not playing tennis anymore after a while. It seems Tezuka is gambling with the other guy, like gambling with Chocolate. The fancy milk chocolate with raisins and no raisins probably that's wrapped in a purple wrapper.

The dark-skinned opponent wins, and I'm shocked that Tezuka lost. Tezuka literally has to push all his chocolate bars to the opponent, like as if they're playing poker or something, except with chocolate. I started to get worried if Seigaku was going to win against this random team with red sports jackets.

After a while, my faith started to increase after I see other teams literally owning everyone else, and it seems the chance to win are in our favor. This makes me distracted and do some random things I can't recall too well.

After a while, I'm informed Seigaku won, and I was shocked, probably because the time I left to do random stuff, and to be informed was fairly quick.

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10.29.2012

Buying a Bra and Panties (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking with Tezuka from Prince of tennis, and he's in his milky violet shirt and regular smooth dark blue jeans. We're walking in an aisle, and I see there's a woman's bra that's packed in a plastic bag for sale. I pick it up for no apparent reason.

Tezuka seemed to had some weird interest to look at it as well, and then I found there's a woman's underwear for sale as well. So I picked both up, and ended up feeling the woman's underwear. So maybe I picked up a random underwear that wasn't in a bag.

I asked Tezuka if he can pay for these since-------- he immediately agrees before I get a chance to finish my sentence. He probably could sense that my excuse for getting it was going to be lame, and decided to just buy it for me. Then we get out of the aisle, and are now in the long hallway of the store perpendicular to the aisles behind us.

There's a huge Fast Food type of place on the perpendicular side we're on, and they're serving all sorts of food. Meatballs, Corn dogs, etc. Tezuka takes interest, and looks at some of the food that's uncovered from the metal tray they used, probably to conserve heat and make it hit back and forth on the food.

Tezuka finds what he wants, which is some kind of long corn dog food item, but I had the feeling that what's inside is not the type of meat he wanted.

We asked one of the servers if they had some kind of long corn dog food available with the preferred meat Tezuka probably wanted, which I can't remember. The server said they ran out of it, and even double checks by placing his hand into some random yellow liquid inside one of the metal cooking trays.

That was so disgusting.....

I can't remember much after that.

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10.29.2012

RE4: Me vs U3 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alright, so the dream starts off pretty intense...like REALLY intense.

First off, I'm controlling Leon from Resident Evil 4, at least that's what I'm presuming. I have Ashely follow me, because there's this monster that looks like the U3 boss you would face right after the epic knife fight with Krauser, and has features resembling the Regenerator.

The U3/Regenertor hybrid was mostly just the form of the picture of the U3 above, it's just that it had stretchable arms like the Regenerator, which is why I considered it a hybrid.

Ashely runs to the other corner (thank god she's using her brain for once), however, because of this, I think she sets some kind of activating in the room I'm in to occur. The room she's in consists of a gray colored metal walls with windows to see what's inside the room I'm in.

The room I'm in, it contains dark shades of crimson red, and if I remember correctly, the place is designed to be fairly heated above room temperature (which kind of makes sense, since I had my heater in my apartment set to around 85-89 degrees from this cold weather). It was similar to the Crate and Metal Place in RE4 where Leon and Ashely jumped off into a huge trash bin area to encounter a few Regenerators

For some reason, I trip and land on my back, and I started doing some Resident Evil 6 tactics here. I stay on the ground, and move by pushing my legs one after the other, WHILE I'm aiming at the U3/Regenerator hybrid.

I forget what gun I'm using, but whatever it is, I know it's a rapid-fire AT least. The monster is walking fairly slowly, adding on to the suspense. After a while, the monster gets ahead of me. I don't think it's concerned about me at all, it's fixated on Ashely.

I turn around, realized I can get up, but was staying on the ground for the whole time for some reason before the monster decided to change plans. I try to get inside the room where Ashely was before the monster did, but the monster ends up grabbing Ashely and killing her.

I get the screen prompting that Ashely's dead, and the dream resets on me. Now I'm back to the same scenario in the beginning, except this time, I'm standing up. I get a little closer to the monster than usual, since I'll be more agile to back away in case it tried any funny stuff with me.

I think for a moment, it's size was a little smaller than usual, and I see that it magically made a bicycle appear, and it started to ride it to get away from me, and go back to Ashely. I'm in the same situation where I'm trying to run before it gets to her, but it turns back to being the full sized U3, and chops my head off with it's flexible blade arm.

Then as Leon's head is chopped off, and he's down on his knees before he falls to the ground, the monster chops Ashley's head off as well. I don't think I saw the actual heads being chopped off, but there was a distinct sound for both Leon and Ashely confirming that it had to be a head chop kill.

I get the "You are Dead" Screen, but I quickly had the dream reset before the words could fully form. Ashely does her thing and goes to that other room, and I'm shooting at the U3/Regenerator thing again. This time, I'm watching out for it trying to make a random bicycle appear and ride off to avoid me.

After a while, since the monster is walking so damn slow, and I didn't want to risk it doing the bicycle stunt over again, I turn around, and started dashing for the room Ashley's in. I'm trying my best to not look back, and run with all my might. I get inside of the room, and I prompt Ashely to follow me. We're doing pretty well.

Then after going around in the U-shaped room (hahaha U-shaped, after facing a U3), we find ourselves with a door that requires both of us to press a button on the side at the same time. I activate the small screen pad on the right side, and them prompt Ashely to quickly press the button at the same side.

I have a feeling the U3 is using the bicycle to catch up to us, but I'm focusing more on getting the hell out. We continue running, until there's a door that's blocked off with patches of planks over each other. In that same moment we were running, in my head, there was split-second thinking that started to become much slower.

So within that small time frame, I had a visualization that the U3 would come charging at us. would purposefully take advantage of it doing so by staying in front of the blocked off door, and then ducking at the right moment the U3 thinks it would get me, but would break the door with it's accelerating force instead.

I had another visualization that it would fail, and I would be at a dead-end, and would have to shoot it down as it came to us, but fortunately, the first visualization in that split-second time frame that was slowed down tremendously was in our favor.

The U3 charges after the door, crashes into it, and continues to soar mid-air because of its speed, and for a moment, things slowed down, and I realized that Leon had a Sniper Rifle before, but the U3 took it. It's hard to recall if the U3 had the Sniper Rifle stuck on its body, or if I grabbed it from Leon and took over his role.

Either way, I'm in a scene where Leon is going to fall down his back, and then the dream shifts where I'm now having the sniper rifle in my hand. I started to No-scope shoot the U3, and after one shot, I had the feeling the Sniper Rifle ran out of ammo.

It makes a distinct sound that makes me presume that, and I decided to throw it away, and get Ashely to follow and run along with me to avoid the U3. After we covered some distance, since the U3 was still trying to recover from its fall, I quickly looked back at its location while I'm still running with Ashely.

Turns out, the U3 literally gives up. It turns its back at me and looks at me like it calmed down a lot, and seems to be going back into the darkness that we were in just a few moments earlier. The area we were running around it mostly had gray color, and for some reason, I felt that I would encounter Krauser.

Because like in the actual game, after the U3, I think you would face Krauser again for the "final" showdown with before (because Ada Wong is the one that really kills him after the fight).

It turns out I'm right, except it's not like the brown colored area in the actual game, it's still the light gray colors where we escaped the U3 from. I realized I have a red floppy disk in my hand, and the top part of it seems to be slightly bent, but either way, I consider it valuable information.

Apparently, Ashely isn't supposed to be here with me, Krauser told me that he caught her and took her to "them" to die or something like that. He looked really pissed on me getting her, so I just told Ashely to leave....just like that and she disappears.

Kind of makes the whole dream reset pointless if I was worried about her whiny bitchy self in the actual game from dying when I didn't need her existence in this dream in the first place. I fend off Krauser's knife attacks, and I find a panel shows up on the HUD in the dream.

I find a piece of paper on the desk where Krauser is at, and quickly grabbed it to find there's certain commands to do certain moves. One move I sort of recalled well was typing "Chanto" or something like that, which would then prompt me to recall a move to fend off against Krauser. There were other commands like Kick, etc., and I somehow got Krauser's knife.

I looked at the piece of paper, but at the same time, I was watching out for Krauser trying to do any funny stuff, like get his knife back and possibly kill me. Something felt weird, he couldn't easily punched me, or kick me with his superhuman speed, but he's actually giving me time to read what's on the piece of paper.

It's just that he's moving closer and closer that bothers me, so that's why I kept looking up to see if he's going to do something weird. I do a few commands, kicking, combos, I can't remember all, but they were all to push back Krauser.

The dream shifts where I'm suddenly Raiden from MGS2, whole default costume too. I'm hiding from Krauser in this huge warehouse area where it's fairly dark. There's a bunch of metal dark violet and dark blue stairs and walkways going up and down above what seems to be a light gray bottomless pit.

I actually start mentally controlling Raiden interchanging from first person view to 3rd person view, and to even a spectator view so I can get a general field of where Krauser was. I prompted Raiden to go over to the edge of the border on the walkway, and had him hanging on the ledge with his hands, and slowly made him move left and right depending on the situation.

Krauser couldn't see Raiden, so I immediately prompted Raiden to get back on the walkway. Then things start getting weird. Krauser literally is teleported, or phasing in and out of areas where I plan to go for cover. I decided that since it's pretty much futile trying to hide from him, I take out whatever gun I have, most likely and automatic, and tried to aim at him.

When I am aiming the green circle retical around the screen, and then at Krauser, I get a red "X" on him that's flashing a bit, as if I'm not supposed to shoot him. This confuses me, because I really can't shoot him, no matter how hard I press the trigger, which maybe means he's not my enemy at all?

Then it hit me, I realized he could've used the Mutated Arm Blade of his if he wanted to from before to make the battle even more difficult, but he didn't.

Then what the hell was he doing coming after me like that? He couldn't responded if he wasn't an enemy, but I wasn't too sure.

The dream shifts where I "wake up", and I'm now in the body of a female version of H.U.N.K the soldier from the Resident Evil series as well........OR maybe it was a more thin and compact frame structure compared to his bulky default armor.

It seems I was stuck on a wall mostly consisting of orange, red, and some yellow colors intertwined. It felt so weird, like this whole thing was a simulation or something. There's a guy to the left of me, who looks Indian, and tells me that this was a simulation....I think.

After that, he has his arms wrapped around me to support me in walking, because everything after that awakening felt so sudden that I couldn't get control of the new body I'm in.

I can't remember anything after that unfortunately.

If you don't want to read my semi-log on the tulpa, just look for the next set of "===" and read the dream below.
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Well fuck, forgot an important concept to be aware of. If I try to make my tulpa exactly like a fictional character, or even a person in waking life, obviously that causes:

Inferiority complexes
Identity Crisis

which equals

CHAOS.

FUCK. DAMN IT LINK, why didn't you go through the obvious. But......ugh, having an attachment for a tulpa to look like some character you like in the short term is so compelling, but in the long term, it obviously will be a detriment if you aren't open to it being free to alter and change....like a "results may vary," and not being suppressive of it.

I don't mind what my tulpa looks like, I don't mind if she wants to use other forms. I think I need to rethink this whole deal, and go back to realizing that being so fixated on the exact replica of someone is not going to be good, especially if they'll be with me for the rest of my life.

Which means I have to be open-minded on what form they want to take.

Alright...just calm down Link, just take this as a step towards improving interaction with your Tulpa.

Also, I know someone is going to think I'm crazy making a tulpa, but that's your own opinion. Not going to live forever, so might as well take the time in this life to do as many things that can actually be a benefit to you.

People think "imaginary" constructs are absurd and that you're crazy, but who's to say that something that can actually be created into a reality, your own reality of course, is crazy? What makes you think that you have the audacity to declare with such pride, as if you know all the secrets to the universe and what can happen and what can't happen?

We're all fucking clueless, no matter how much knowledge we obtain. That's the point, elevating above your Bullshit meter that constricts you so much, that you start seeing that all that really matters is how you see reality in your eyes.

That reality even in this universe isn't something static....you only make what's static by what you choose to be static in your life. Friends that come and go, friends you want to hold on to, same goes for family.

But of course, having room for doubt is ALWAYS necessary when going into concepts like Tulpa.

BUT, it should only be a beck and call case scenario. And with that logic, GO forth, and go beyond the techniques for creating a tulpa, and use mind, body, and spirit to make it a reality.

Don't let other people who are afraid to experiment, rationalize, LEARN from mistakes, improve, EVOLVE mentally get you down on these things.

There's too many people to worry about things like that. Be happy in your endeavors, be happy in the experimentation, and by all fucking means, be happy in going into the unknown, and expanding your knowledge.

We can spend our lives reading textbooks, going by preset convictions, but if you really want to fucking evolve and not be some kind of clone, do yourself a favor, and realize the potential is OUT there.

You just have to get over yourself on "no I can't do this because I might go insane!"

Insanity, in my opinion, shouldn't be a detriment. People who don't give a fuck about what others think about what they're doing get shit done.

They don't let other people's words get to them and constrain them from doing something. They go out, explore, expand, learn, love, become enlightened, and most importantly be happy.


Okay, here's the dream I recalled last night

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10.28.2012

Wear this on Your Head (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this is what I'm walking in a dark area, and there's a sign post you would see on the ground (the ones where you unfold them and are balanced and touching diagonally to each other) under a street light.

I go to that light, and there's a man who offers me some kind of head accessory. It's black, has a thin frame, and he tells me,

"Just wear this on your head, and make sure the ears are pointing outward."

I honestly don't know what that even means.

Oh, I'm making a Tulpa. Sounds like fun, and it can help make college less bullshit.

10.27.2012

Dr. No can't get his Thing up (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Pretty sure is a dream frag.

Okay, Dr. No, who looks nothing like Dr. No, apparently, based on what I'm recalling on random images, he has ED.

Yeah, weird. Dr. No's Thing is basically saying No to Erection.

LOL.

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10.27.2012

I can Duplicate Money & Eva is a Miner (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm near a brown table, pretty generic, nothing added to make it look a ltitle more appealing. I can make money appear by holding it with my left hand, and then take my right index finger and thumb to flick it around the center.

Flick....money....another flick, MONEY. MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!

Literally.

I started out with coins, pennies, nickles, then quarters, and finally dollar bills, 10 dollar bills and ultimately 100 bucks. The 100 bucks came out of random when I was flicking the 10. Then I looked at the money duplicates, and they were fake. Either way, I'm still having fun creating fake money.

I'm REALLY into this, it's so amazing destroying the dream economy like this, keep flicking and raising the inflation rate Link!

I do a nose plug reality check, hmmmm, can't breathe through properly, or maybe I'm just not plugging it hard enough and breathing in.

After a while, I head to an office to the right of me, it's a casual environment, quiet and empty. The carpet layer seems to be a mix of smoky gray and violet. The walls are probably a light gray color, and I stumbled upon Julia Louis-Dreyfus from Seinfield.

She's wearing a black office suit, with a white dress shirt underneath. Her hair is tied about a bit.

I literally asked her, with a full awareness for once,

"Am I dreaming?" She holds the office phone, which is vanilla colored, to her chest, and does a nod.

Guess who's dreaming? This guy.

Then I finally, for once, get the urge to ask Julia if I can meet Eva right now. She responds,

"Um, she won't be here until 17 minutes?"

I asked her, "Why for such a long time?"

She replies,

"Because she's a miner."

Me: "What?!?!?"

I just stand there for a while, and then started to walk rapidly into some door to my right that led to some dark area, probably the mining area she's in apparently.

I lose lucidity from this point, I think, maybe I'm semi-lucid, but whatever.

I'm at the mining area, and there's this black cave hole to my right. It has Minecart tracks coming out, and SWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH, in comes Eva.

Now I'm seeing things in third person or spectator view, Eva is wearing her default costume from MGS3. I think she's coming close to me, and then wraps her arms around my waist and looks up at me.

I look down at her, and I can't remember anything else after that.

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10.27.2012

Alyzarin and her Vision (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I meet Alyzarin apparently, and she tells me how it takes a while for her vision to come into full color.

First she starts out with Red, Blue, Green Vision, and the Purple finally comes in to make her see things perfectly in full color.

There's some other thing I did with her, but it was random.