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Don't even remember how I got lucid, but it's night time outside, and I'm flying looking for Kaomea. The area seems endless, so i decided to land and teleport. I started sinking into the ground, and these dogs came up and tried to bite me.

Either I'm playing a game, or just in some super weird world. Everyone is dying...people are getting killed left and right, and it's actually supposed to happen. I remember growing in size to fight some humanoid type monster, but lucidity didn't last long at all. I think the objective was to find all things...like rings or something, and the world would get restored. It happened before, but we never knew it.

Now I'm playing some game...it's pretty crazy. It's an over head beat-em-up, and it has like at least 100 characters to choose from. I'm playing it with my niece, brother, nephew, and some other people were watching. There was a weird sex scene in it....so I told the kids they'd have to get out. Then my sister tells me I have to go fill up the van for her (she doesn't own one) and pick someone up. On top of that, the van takes 110 octane. I'm really mad at her, and I'm trying to reason with her.

Hello, you fellows. I am the avid shitposter you may have seen on Tulpa.info! Well, here is some info about me. I have four Tulpae. Shin, Hash, Lucifer and Tesla. I have seen them in my dreams a few times, but usually I forget about them. Shin tells me he influences my dreams a fair bit. My favourite dream was one that Shin made, where I reted an apartment and Katy Perry turned up and started stretching in front of me, and her bodyguard told me she would sue me if I kept looking at her. I have a mindscape, and Active Imagination. I watch my day dreams, they have a mind of their own. I can just let things happen and go with thi flow, reminding me of lucid dreaming. I am a wannabe psychonaut, and I have come this far, lucid dreaming sounds like the next step. Who knows, maybe I will finally be able to settle on Shin's face, the big beautiful bastard. Anyway, I can remember being a little kid, and I would keep realizing I was in a dream, and wake myself up. I remember one with a giant teddy bear coming towards me and I was on a ledge, and I kept trying to open my eyes and wake up and i was terrified. I think the last time that happened for a whole was when I realized I was dreaming and was about to wake myself up, but I remembered that it was probably 2:00 am and I would be bored for a long time waiting for sunrise. Lately when it has happened, I have gone to show someone that I could fly, doubted it would work when I showed them, and it didn't, pissing me off. I have lots of sport on during the week that I despise and it takes up lots of my time, making me dread sleeping, I saw it as a time waste. But now, I have this opportunity to gain do much more understanding of the abstraction that is the mind.

Thankyou for reading my giant text dump, I will update it whenever. If I wake up in the middle of the night, I will probably completely forget about all of this and fall asleep again -_-

I was playing a game (looked like an RTS) before going downstairs. I still had some toasted bread lying on my desk but i didn't pay it any attention. I went downstairs to discuss a problem i was having with my school project. I recognised the living room and my father and sister. My father then, very out of character, suggested we finish the project with the three of us. I then go upstairs again and notice my base about to be utterly destroyed by a massive invasion. I tried stopping it while eating some toasted bread but of course it was cold already so it wasn't that great to eat. After trying to stop the attack i just quit the game because that was impossible.

I'm playing Minecraft, and all of the sudden, my father bursts into my room in a panic. I had only enough time before rushing outside my room to try and type "BYE" to my friends. The Revelation had begun. The sky turned dark and cloudy and mysterious. There was a frighteningly strange atmosphere- a state of natural instinct and fear. Was the world ending? Were we going to die? Would be never see our loved-ones again? What- is the question- lies beyond everything? We were unprepared for what we could only imagine was to come. My family panicked and didn't know what to do. We tried to stay together. I grabbed my cat and bawled over her, telling her again and again and again how much I love her. I just held her tight while chaos ensued around me in the Universe and cried. I felt desperation and fear. I felt that I would never again see my feline friend. The act of holding her was like holding onto the last thing I had. The dream skipped (or at least my memory of it did). I happened to walk by the kitchen window and caught a glance of what seemed to be a UFO, all blurry in the distance from the clouds. I caught only glimpse of the figure before I saw a quick flash of bright light. I hit the kitchen floor, stunned by the flash as if I was hit with a stun-gun. I laid there, feeling semi-paralyzed and in shock from the unknown powers being manipulated beyond the roof of my house. My parents came in and looked at me- they didn't try to help me up. I could speak and simply laid there out of shock and weakness. The dream skipped again. I was on my porch with my father. Apparently, it was now safe to go outside. It was midday, it seemed. Suddenly, it began to snow completely out of nowhere. My father and I looked around in surprise and confusion. Then, the falling snow seemed to begin falling in slow-motion. I could watch as each and every flake of snow succumbed to gravity and dropped upon either my hand or the ground. The air began to thicken and felt like water. I could breathe just fine, but I experienced a very realistic physical sensation of being under water. I could "swim" through the air. I thought it was fun. I laughed and started doing a flip in the thickened air. My father was worried and said it was probably another anomaly caused by the Revelation happenings. The air returned to normal and I stood as I regularly would. After that, I remember nothing. I woke up, I guess. I was definitely having flashbacks of this dream all day!

Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm flying through a large, rectangular, exhibit-hall-like space with an entryway connected to one end of it. Every time I make a complete loop through the exhibit hall, out into the entryway, and then back into the exhibit hall again, the scenery and displays in the hall have changed. While I'm flying through the entryway after a couple of iterations of this, I catch on to the fact that I'm dreaming.

I remember that I need to stabilize and ground myself in the dream, so I will myself to go down. I sink straight down, in an upright position, until I'm standing on the floor. I immediately walk over, reach out, and touch one of the walls, then squat down to touch the carpet. The thought of licking the floor to bring in that sense crosses my mind. [I was reading a thread on DV before I went to bed that mentioned engaging all five of your senses in a dream.] I decide not to, but thinking of things you should do in a dream brings to mind the current Task of the Month: spell “November” backwards.

While still squatting down, I start tracing the shapes of the letters on the carpet with my finger. R...e...b...m...e...v...o...n. I get all the way through it, and feel very proud and pleased with myself. I feel just as alert and self-aware as I do in waking life, but I notice that it's slightly more difficult to keep track of the letters and what order they go in than it would be if I were awake. Then, I suddenly find that I have a ballpoint pen in my hand [a plain black Bic pen with a grip, the exact same kind I'd just been using in real life to do my homework for a class]. I take the pen and print “Rebmevon” on the wallpaper on the nearest wall. It's still a little hard to focus on spelling. At first, I write an “e” in place of the last “o,” but then I cross it out and correct it. I write it a second time [I think] because I can, but then I think, Okay, now you're just doing it to be a smartass.

[There was more, but I only have time to write the part that has to do with the Task of the Month right now.]

The dream began as a nightmare in my room but I quickly caught on to the fact that I was dreaming so I started modifying to nightmare till it was in my control. I ended up flying me and my Dean (from the show Supernatural) into a grassy park outside a grand older mansion. We then decided that we needed to intercept an object that was being sold at an auction in the ball room of the mansion. We went to the window where the tickets were being sold and I handed the woman a box that held an item I wished to enter into the auction. We asked if the object we wished to intercept was ready to be viewed but she said no and told us we must wait till later that day to view the item. (It was something like a woman's name and a Ruby or something but it had some sort of power). We left the mansion and I went on a little lucid journey for fun leaving Dean waiting on the grass.

I sprouted big black feathered wings and took to the sky. It took a few times of dropping down and learning how to use the wings but I was able to glide up toward the castle in the sky. I kept trying to fly over it but I didn't have enough momentum so I went into a swan dive and right before hitting the ground I pulled up, the rush was unbelievable. Like the feeling you get on a rollercoaster but much more free. I used the momentum to shoot me up over the castle and I ended up flying through the stars and landing on an alternate plane where I was in the mountains next to a beautiful town made up of cottages. It was still night there since i flew through the stars and looking up from my landing was an unbelievable site of the beautiful sky and the castle high in the stars.

I then remembered that I wanted to see what was going on at the auction (I like to follow plots during dreams because my mind comes up with some really interesting story lines) so I jumped back into the sky spreading my beautiful black wings and headed back to Dean. He had a pet with him at this point (some sort of griffen like creature) and we headed back into the mansion. I asked to if the Ruby or whatever it was we were trying to intercept was there and the lady again said no. So at this point I asked to see the object I had put into the auction. She said okay but instructed me not to leave the room with it. I was handed what looked like a decorated match box and it had a woman in a dress with blonde hair in what looked like the time period that Jane Austin always places her characters in. The box stated in green "3.00" with slashed through the 0's and "meets minimum requirement" on it. It also said some other numbers but I wasn't quite sure what they were for.

Dean and I started making our way out trying not to raise an alarm. We did something you would only do in the video game Assassins Creed and held on to the ledge of the stairway that lead to the second floor and crawled around the outside so no one could see us. We then flipped into the dining area and ran out onto the balcony. Dean escaped but the young lady who had talked to me before yelled for me to "halt." I turned around and watched her youth melt away into the face of a white haired and wrinkled old woman. I looked down at the box I had in my hand and pulled out a black necklace with 5 black stones hanging from it. The largest in the middle and getting smaller as they went out. I put it on and the lady tried to cast a spell on me. I then tried to fly trough a small whole in the curtain like fabric around the balcony that turned out to be a trap and engulfed me.

Refusing to let my subconscious get the better of me I pulled free of the trap and threw it at the old woman and it engulfed her. I then started to run off and the dream froze, this is when I started waking up and then the dream ended as I awoke. It was pretty fun playing around in my little fantasy world, that is for sure

11/07/2012
5:30am
non lucid

I was having a conversation with a group of people in a parking lot when religion came up. I wasn't being that outspoken but when the age of the earth came up my atheism was exposed. We had headed inside a big building nearby which had underground parking.

To the right as you enter was a few rows of seats with each row in front of the other being a little lower than the previous. In front of the front row was a railing and a wall that dropped off to the lower part of the building. Directly as you enter was a set of carpeted stairs that also went down to the lower part of the building. At the other end of the stairs where two doors. One on the left led through other rooms and probably out to the covered parking. The other was about 7 feet away from the bottom of the stairs facing the stairs and led to a bathroom. This place was being used as a church.

One younger guy in the group had started ranting and raving in gibberish and was apparently trying to make an argument. I was seated in the far right of the rows of seats and a girl who was sitting next to me started to repeat a mantra like prayer. It went something along the line of "Jesus Lives, Jesus Lives" or "Jesus is real, Jesus is real"...over and over.

The guy was still going off and waving his arms about. I was a bit amused and dumbfounded at what I was seeing. The guy then started to do this funny dance like thing while still shouting out nonsense. He would sort of step to one side with his arms up and together to one side and flop his hands out in a sprinkling type motion. He did that a couple times on one side then went in the other direction. Between the guy and the girl who sat next to me, quite the rhythmic spectacle was being formed.

Suddenly, Thad(an old friend of mine who is a devout Christian) decided to make fun of this spectacle by picking up a base guitar and thumbing out a hokey tune to go along. Then Sam came in on drums and Daniel on guitar. They were really jamming and I was thoroughly amused.

I was beginning to walk down the stairs and for some reason I tried to throw a bottle of gatorade at sam. It missed and bounced of the base drum. Sam was upset and retaliated by throwing one of his drumsticks. It some how wound up getting under my bare feet and between my toes because it made me have trouble walking down the steps in fact I kind of slid a bit.

My gatorade bottle was now a bottle of beer(Coors/Corona) sitting on a table behind the drum set. I felt bad that I had disrespected these peoples sanctuary by bringing in a tally and Daniel said that I need to get rid of it. I grabbed it, put it under my jacket and headed into the bathroom.

As you entered the bathroom.. to the right was a trash can with... straight ahead was a divider and then some sinks with urinals to the left of them... to the far left was a single stall. Behind the divider were three small black waste-baskets. There was also a waste-basket in the stall which was empty except for the thin plastic bag. I swapped the empty waist-basket for one with a few paper towels in it.

I sat in the stall and took some sips of the beer and contemplated how to dispose of the bottle. I couldn't break it into pieces and flush it, and putting it in a bin with only a few paper towels in it was too obvious. I could sneak it out under my jacket....then I woke up.

I am with some friends. We were escaping from some people, or maybe just hiding. We were in our high school, near the quadrangle. It looked like a forest there.

Then a van passes by. It's M., my high school crush (who I was obsessed with). He invites us in, although I am wary. I sat in the front row of the van, near the window. The others are sitting behind.

M. sits beside me, to my right. I am hesitant, but after a while, I put my head on his left shoulder, and we held hands, both hands resting on our legs.

I am in some sort of abandoned building at night. It's in the middle of some city. The PLUS people appear, and we talk. Not sure of what.

i think my dream self is partially aware, teaching me how to lucid dream. We are in some sort of technological facility, and it feels more like a game.


NOTES:

I slept at around 11 p.m., and I watched United States of Tara most of the day. I also wrote some pieces of a story about a wanderer. I was very emotional when I wrote it, in love perhaps? Before sleeping, I recall thinking about how to add a crushing ending.

I'm in A&P and my professor mentions that he's in my brother's class.....I think he wanted me to have him hook him up or something, but I didn't say anything. Later, I met up with my brother. He was picking up his car. I think the people there hooked him up with food or something. I thought he may have needed someone to take him, but there was some random guy sitting in the middle seat between my nephews....it was creepy.

I'm at a bar, watching some stage performer named Tookoolu. She's singing a song and nearly instantly changing into various outfits. Someone was saying she was totally awesome, but I wasn't feeling it. I mean she was totally hot, but that's all she had going for her other than stage performance.

This other lady came out all of a sudden. She was tall, Spanish, and she had long flowing hair. Apparently she was someone famous. I didn't care really, but she was pretty aggressive in a cool way. There were two other people with me in this small room. Both Spanish....both super old. I'm not sure who they were, but they knew her. As she went along and asked me twenty questions about sex...we drank, we laughed, we got naked. I have no idea why or what caused that, but we didn't care.

She was telling me about the plastic surgeries she had. Something about having back fat lifted to tighten up the stomach. I reached towards my back, and pulled up skin, and tried to see if it had any effect. I noticed my penis was bouncing up and down. She noticed too.....and it was go time.

*following get's really weird/graphic awkward*

I was fully erect, and she said if I could enter her while standing up, then we could have sex. She was facing me, and I was rubbing it between her legs so she could get wetter, and finally I slid it in. She grimaced, and I obviously enjoyed that look on her face. Finally someone so in control...finally broken down by the basics. Well it didn't last long. Me that is....I started losing my erection, and she started talking trash. I told her to suck it, and she did. I started rubbing her, and she told me to stop, because she wanted me to enjoy this and not take my mind off of what I needed to do. It doesn't take much, and I'm back up. She gets on the ground, and lies on her side, and I come up behind her, and enter......

*even weirder*

My penis is like a long air hose, and it traveled inside her, but there was a clear bag that I guess extended her uterus on the outside of her. My penis curled up inside of it. Shit was really really really weird. Once we were finished, she was talking about how it was shaped, and I told her "well I didn't hear you complaining about it when it was inside you". We both laughed, and she said something about differences in people with money and the people who don't. It was supposed to be some profound statement about money. After that she wanted me to drink with her some more. One of the old men filled up a bucket of beer. He took a big swig, rinsed it in his mouth, and spit it in another bucked of beer. I was thinking "man I'm not going to drink all of this". She read me like a book, and I told her that I'd drink. (not from the spit/beer bucket) She poured me a huge bucked of beer, and herself one. I was thinking how drunk I should have been, but I didn't feel a thing.

One of the old guys offered me a sandwich....this wasn't an ordinary sandwich. It was a toasted piece of wheat bread, sitting under two tomatoes, sitting under something fried but small, while melted mozzarella held it all in place. It was divine.

First dream Entry,

this is a Fragment because it was awhile when I had this dream. It's not old or anything, just a few days old but I haven't written dreams down in months but I'm starting again and I want to get this one recorded because I found it kinda humorous. When it comes to recording dreams, I'm just going to type em because I can't stand writting em out in a notebook. Ok so here is my first dream entry for this site.


Dream - Mac miller uses a double to escape paparazzi

I'm in what looks like the yard of a mansion, the place kinda looks like the back area in CoD black ops where the gate and steps are but smaller. I find myself having a conversation with mac miller about random crap I can't remember. Mac miller is wearing a suit which looked like the suit he wears in the videos "Knock Knock" and "Smile back" only grey. then the subject of a body double comes up and I mention something about mac miller's body double. What I found kinda humorous about the double is that while he wore the same outfit mac miller was wearing but he was chubby and looked like a poor doppleganger of mac miller. He also had this stupid look on his face like he was on a mission which sorta reminded me of how sometimes in cartoons, this random guy tries to pose as someones double and they have this real serious look on their face and they have the stereotypical doppleganger look to them which no one in real life would mistake for the real person. thats kinda the vibe I got from mac miller's body double while in the dream. Also while in the dream, I also got a feeling like mac miller was trying to keep a low profile among all the people and letting the double do everything, only thing about this is that the dream is very fuzzy and I'm not sure what I said or felt in the dream but I kinda remember getting that feeling. I'm not even sure if my dreamself misunderstood the situation since mac miller seemed to be totaly casual with the conversation and he was dressed regular not trying to hide anything but for some reason I remember thinking that in the dream. This shows I really need to start writting my dreams down again.

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.

I was at some sort of party. I was with Raymond and a bunch of other people. There were two girls twwho I kept talking to. One of them was trying to convince me I should date her. She kept saying that she was practically my old girlfriend and since I had been wanting to get back together I should just go out with her. She gave me reasons as to why she was her. She didnt just mean that they were simillar but that they were essentially the same person in a physical and spiritual sense. She wasnt as good looking as my old girl friend. I decided I would date her. The area where we were was interesting. It had a waterslide that twisted and led into a circular pool of water. The whole place had this naturallistic jungle feel to it. They invited me and raymond to to a party the next night. We all shared a tent next to the pool of water. The next day me and raymond were at my moms house. The kept telling us to come to this party by phone. It was out just below black mountain kinda near raymonds but higher up the mountain. One was talking to raymond on the phone and saying that there were too many girls there. Raymond said we would only come if more guys came. I smacked his arm and asked what the fuck he was doing. I said never say that about a party. I didnt want to drive because we had both been drinking. I decided finally to double us on my bike. We didnt get very far. We were on Sexsmith when I realized how ridiculous this idea had been. We turned back. It was snowing like crazy out now and I was using that as my excuse not to drive. A girl came and picked us up. She was friends with the other two girls. I had gone to highschool with her. She was blazing while driving. She had her little brother with her. She offered me a hoot and I refused saying I didnt like smoking weed while partying and drinking. She drove us to this house in a gated community. The community was huge, too big to gated it seemed. The house was a ways away from the gate too. When we finally got the house it was eeirily quiet. I went into a room which appeared to be a little boys room. It was to the right of the front door. There was an on suite bathroom. It sort of resembled my childhood room. There was also another door that was just down a small hall past the en suite bathroom. This room just seemed evil. I began to get a terrible feeling about this place. Someone came into the front door. They were wearing a mask that looked like leatherface's. This whole place was evil it seemed now. I didn't know where raymond was. I thought of the movie the strangers. There was a staircase leading down and I think thats where raymond was. This guy was weilding a knife and trying to kill me. This whole gated community was. I ran out the door and headed for the gate. It was a long ways to the gate and I didnt even know how to get there. I came to a 15 or so foot drop at one point. I had a glass of water and couldnt spill it for some reason. I carefully climbed down the ledge parkour style and kept my glass of water in the cup. I just headed to the gate. There were evil people everywhere, looking at my from their houses and I knew they all wanted to kill me. It was terrifying. I somehow came to the realization that this whole place was a cult and that they had lured me there and that girl that drove me was in on it too. They all wanted to kill me, not for sacrficial reasons though, I wasn't quite sure why. I made it to the gate and over the gate. I waited for Raymond. He came out not too long after I left and we peaced the fuck out of there.

Frags:

• something about my current math/CS professor

All I remember was flirting...foreplay innuendo...different girls...differnt framents. I woke up 3 this morning, and ran over the stuff I had in my head, but it's gone. Then after....more sexual moments that I can't recall.

Dream Fragment:

I remember playing Call of Duty, or a game similar, and then everything changed into a high school or college setting. A white girl with BCGs (giant ugly glasses), reddish-brown hair that was pulled back into a single braid, dark brown eyes, and in a green sweater appeared at a table in the library with her friends. She kept a private diary, though she shared its entries with friends, and was apparently a nympho.

Short, I know..but this week hasn't been too good for dreaming