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My school bus took me to my middle school and the memories started flooding (not actual memories from middle school but memories from other dreams) i went inside and i went into a classroom and people were getting these weird gummy/ fruit snack things and they looked really good so i asked where they got them and one kid walked with me to show me where to get them and i see a few teachers that i know in real life and we are suprised to see each other but then i walk into the room where the gummies came from and saw that i had to pay for them so i was like never mind so then i leave and come back to the classroom and i get on the bus and there is this girl i see and lets me read a journal that she had then that was the end


and this is a side note in one of my dreams i don't remember if it was this one or a different one but i was telling myself that if i was in a dream that some peoples heads would be weirdly shaped but i think i noticed peoples heads were weirdly shaped it almost looked like they had some kind of tumor on the back of their neck but anyway i think i got lucid i've been watching videos on how to lucid dream and i guess thats why i told myself that in a dream but knowing it was a dream gave me an eerie feeling

Sleeping in a comfy hotel bed in Berlin with complete privacy instead of having family or roommates.

My dream initially started with me entering a hotel room, much different looking than where I'm currently staying. Kinda like a building you'd create in Minecraft and somewhat reminded me of the hotel in Wijk aan Zee where I stayed at with my family in 2010 and drank coffee for the first time at the age of 12 which then became my to-go drink for the next 12 years.
I constantly remind myself to not forget my card as I leave my room. Exploring the area around the hotel, it's a flat grassy land like those old videogames had, colours resembling that of retro Halo grass maps.

I go outside and I'm in this "space park" with climbing frames and rocket statues that double as bathroom. I have to go to the bathroom so I climb up the ladder with one hand while holding my pet cat Luna in the other (while somehow maintaining my balance and not falling off while letting go of the ladder to get the next step. Each bathroom I'm attending I'm surrounded by people outside and despite the toilet being inside a spaceship cockpit with those one way reflective windows, I feel like I'm being stared at and don't go. I walk out of the space park and end up in this street from Amsterdam which is set in the 70s-90s as sound has a VHS quality and everyone speaks in a much thicker Amsterdam accent. I then see this man walk into an alley which I magically remember (in dream universe) as this back entrance for a theatre where I would go with my theatre group from 2017-2019.

I then woke up from my alarm clock with 7 hours and 58 minutes of sleep!

I was dating a bimbo character from a tween sitcom I used to watch when I was in middle school, we pull this prank where we start making out as I finger her in the car during a traffic jam in the highway. We then end up at a reunion of my middle school and we find this hidden room behind the bleachers in the auditorium, but the entire time we're distracted by classmates and such, all whom now grown up and have full-time jobs or do sick stuff like volunteering in Africa or something. Finally, there's a moment where the television sitcom girl and I have a moment to be together during which we have this really mature conversation realising that we're not compatible.
I'm not 100% what the rest of my dream was about anymore but I think something with a DJ gig I had even though I don't know how to DJ.

Dream was in English with the sitcom girl and Dutch with the classmates.

1/9/20

I am at my great grandmother's home in Atlanta. B currently lives there and has kind of fixed it up though the outside of the house is grown over with vines and greenery. The house is a single story in the front but two stories in the back, like the basement is built into a hill. She has her living space in the basement and I see her purple bed in a corner. G is with me as we kind of tour around the house. We wander around the house with B. I talk with B about the history of the home and how long it has been in my family. I show her the room upstairs where my great grandma and her sister slept in beds side by side for many years. There's a large floor grate at the doorway that I remember hurt my feet to walk on as a kid, only now it has expanded down both walls of the room like a big L. There are small flames that come out of the grate, I gather it is the malfunctioning heater that hasn't been serviced in years. She almost catches the bottom of her flowy dress on fire because she trips on the grate but gets up quickly enough, no harm done.

I am with G now downstairs in Bs room sitting on her bed. We are watching a program on television, it is like a home renovation show that is featuring the same house we are actually currently in, B is on the tv. They take axes to large twisted bundles of vines that have grown into the house through a window in her room. One of the guys is hitting a wooden doorway with a hand axe and I gather his intent is malicious. B comes downstairs and tells us the rest of the story while we watch the show. We decide to go out to get something to eat before leaving town.


We are standing in line inside a large food court type area that is actually a single restaurant. It feels like a gourmet rallys of sorts. The building is diamond shaped, bright white decor with scattered black tiles, tall ceilings, with counters to order at on each side corner and tables all around in the middle. There seems to be a large column/pillar in the exact center of the room. I stand looking at the menu for a while trying to decide what to eat. We debate where we want to eat while standing in line. I mention I would really like to eat at the Dwarf House (the first Chick-fil-A). Perhaps we will get a snack here first then go somewhere else. The girls have ordered and gone to find a table. I stand for a couple minutes at the front of the line trying to decide, there are people lining up behind me while I scan the menu. It is hard to read and I am barely able to make out the pictures, though I know generally what they have. I apologise to the guy working the register that it took me so long, saying "Now don't be mad at me it took me all that time to decide, but I just want a large fry well done and two soda waters with lime."

He is understanding and asks for my name. I speak it to him but then he motions to a keypad in front of the register I am meant to type my name into. I try typing Noah, but it ends up like Gerold6 on the screen, I shrug whatever and submit it. As I am walking away I gather the workers are allowed to heckle the guests, it's like this restaurants brand, they were joking a lot before and now that I've made a gaff they turn the focus on me. They make an announcement on the loudspeaker that Gerald doesn't have the number six in the name and he proceeds to write it on a whiteboard, while laughing saying people can't have the number six in their name. I shout back jokingly "You don't know that!" The workers all laugh at my response and walk away from their registers holding their faces. I walk over to the girls and B has become S, I am completely enamoured to see her again.

We catch up and I am really glad to see she is doing so well. She seems lively and much more energetic than the last time I saw her. She's even showing interest in me so I'm somewhat besides myself. The girls have gotten their food a while ago and are just picking at their trays and I start to wonder where mine is, it has to have been 20-30 min by now. I see fries fully cooked sitting behind the counter on the metal tray and no one standing around. Then a guy walks out from the back, stands there for a minute or so and then surprisingly notices a ticket printed on a printer under the counter. He reads it, tears it off, proceeds to make my fry and prepare the drinks and walk it out to me. I am grateful if not slightly annoyed by there being so many employees standing around and none of them seem to be too focused.

At a certain point I begin speaking to an employee who I believe is on break. We talk about the type of restaurant this is and how it's set up/how it is to work there and make fun of people all day. He has social conundrums with some fellow female employees so I give him some social advice on how to work it out. The girls go to the bathroom together when we finish our meals. So I decide to walk outside to take in the views.

For some reason I am now in a corporate office lobby with open windows on one side leading to the water. My father and uncle are there, we all seem to be fixated on screens or the windows, I can't be sure. My uncle is leaning on dad's shoulder while they stand together. A worker for the office has spilled his soda on the floor of his desk, he gets up and walks away. He returns to his desk with a fresh cup of pop and takes a picture of it with his cellphone before sitting back down without cleaning up the last spill. This guy kinda looks like Ben Schwartz.


We are all standing along the water now outside. I am still waiting for the girls to come back but I notice there are boats going by to tour the local park. I am on a boat now, thinking it will be a quick excursion before returning. It is a boat car type vehicle and we travel through a park with many coloured birds on the ground and in the trees, they are all smaller like sparrows though coloured like the rainbow. The driver keeps driving and I gather we are going much further than the park. I text G "I think I've made a huge mistake" The boat makes water and we continue down into a river. Everytime I shift my weight the boat sloshes to the side and some water splashes in. The main guy driving asks me how old I am. I tell him and he says I am too big and I need to sit still while we are in motion. I now realize I am too close to other people I don't know and fumble to put on my mask. I pull it out of my pocket and there are many masks all stacked on themselves and it is difficult to separate the one I want to wear. The driver describes the river we are going down. It is like the florida keys for georgia, he points to a map and there is a huge crack waterway through the entire state of georgia. I am far away from where I started with strangers now. The dream ends.

12/13/20

I return to South Carolina and see my first girlfriend T. It has been over twenty years since we've seen each other. She looks very similar to how she did when we were younger, just more mature, but still petite with incredibly fair skin and blue within blue eyes. I remember the house where she grew up and I meet her family again.
They both give me a hug, it is nice to see them. Upon waking up I realized her parents had been swapped with the parents of a girl I dated while in highschool. Only they were older, the dad had a mullet and the mom had different glasses. I seem to remember they separated IWL, but they are back together now and happy.
They are also really happy to see me again. T and I hit it off again and begin being affectionate with each other, just closeness and some cuddling.
She doesn't mind her family seeing us together though I feel like she would be embarrassed. We are older now and have mutual respect.

I am in a sort of restaurant gift shop area.
There is a creature which looks like a mix between a Gryphon and an Owl. There is a game which is the shape of a vhs tape I play, then give it to someone else to give a try. The entire place is wooden engraved cherry coloured walls handrails and windowsills, there are stained glass windows as well.

I am in my room playing with a remote control spacecraft I have constructed. It looks like a softball sized 3d printed moon with a horizontal directional small propeller and a larger vertical propeller almost like a drone.
It can hover and move around the area with great accuracy. My neighbor shows up and I am excited to show him my new invention.
Not even 10 seconds into explaining it to him he interrupts "Oh! I had a great idea for one of those let me go get it to show you". I am somewhat annoyed but compliant and he leaves to go across the street to get his notes. While I wait I go into the backyard.

There are two back decks connected to the house almost identical. I jump down the stairs and wonder how I managed to jump that far without feeling it much. I keep going back and forth between the decks overlooking the yard. One of them has an incomplete dream catcher which has some spider webs hanging off of it. I am cautious to not disrupt the webs while leaning over the banister. I question the layout of the decks and imagine perhaps they are apart of separate houses, like I have snuck into my neighbors house perhaps (many moments of questioning the dream without fully understanding the truth of it).

I am now on a floaty chair/boat in a pool.
My friend has always been obtuse and somewhat obnoxious and I imagine while relaxing on the floaty the possibility of him coming and jumping on me into the pool. Sure enough he does and gets stuck in the chair as it flips over. I have a moment of panic as we are both stuck in the floaty upside down underwater, but quickly right the incident due to being able to breathe underwater. I yell at him when I surface and we begin chasing each other.

The chase picks up speed and I am now driving a roadster/batmobile/hydroboat with two hand levers like a podrace. I am navigating hard turns by pulling on each lever in an intuitive manner. I am driving up a wall now and it is almost like a skyscraper. The building morphs and twists as I rise up and I intend quicker and quicker speed. I almost feel lucid in my control but still abide by the mechanics of the dream. The sides of the building now resemble a torus or a mobius strip along the windows. I push faster attempting to stay stuck to the inverted walls while zigzagging upwards. The dream fades.

Fell asleep at: 2:00 AM

Woke up at: 11:58 AM


Dream 107: The White Room

At my grandma's house, midday. I accidentally walk into an all white room with a weird green light on the ceiling. I ask one of my relatives what the purpose of this room is, and he says it's a mind erasing chamber, used for wiping bad memories. Only downside is, it wipes out your entire history and personality.

I ponder about it for a second. All of my fears and anxieties will be gone if I stay here, but isn't it my experiences that make me who I am? Isn't that basically mental suicide?

With only little time remaining I bolt it out of the white room and into the living room, only barely escaping the eponymous White Room.


Dream 108: Nostalgia

I wake up in someone else's bedroom, early hours of the morning. It seems to me that I'm lying next to my girlfriend (Not any real girlfriend just a DC). Her bed is just a mattress on the floor with possibly way more blankets than she needs. The lighting is moody and dark, you can pretty much figure out what happened last night.

I lie in bed for a couple minutes, waiting for her to wake up, and try to remember how it got to this point.

I have a flashback to the first time I met her. It was at a Wal-Mart, she was walking past a food court and I was just passing her by. She was carrying a hell of a lot of bags and she accidentally dropped her purse. I pick it back up to her and I tell her, "Maybe you should've gotten a cart while you were here, huh? Here, I'll help you with your bags."

After that it was just a bunch of conversations on the way to her car, things about family, friends, and other stuff. She told me about the place she works and recommended that I visit her sometime. As you can guess it took quite a while from getting to 'I'll help you with your bags' to being in bed with her. And it seemed like something I was pretty nostalgic about in the dream.

As for the girlfriend herself? She was Hispanic, had tan skin, and had black curly hair. She carried herself like a confident and peppy woman, and wasn't afraid to speak what was on her mind. That's about all I can remember.

D1- In an office looking through cases with a boss and one other.
They are trying to figure where some account money that is missing will be coming from. I try to explain about an account which gets money put in annually. Ive had this dream before but this was the short version.

D2- I am working out the best place to live in Africa. It is another survival dream. I am checking out all possibilities based on various factors.

D3- I an at the bottom of a tower made of cube shaped compartments. Climbing up to get to my room. My brother is their and some of my old student clothes Lol.
We play some kind of giant board game like checkers. Gary is also there we have missed 5am movie.
Climbing down there are many white birds , like cranes and exotic parrots.
I am in a tree lined valley.

D3- Going down a road through a housing estate. I bump into mckenzie on her bike. She does her smile and gives me her email. Apparently we are going Steady.

D4- Someone is using a swirly weapon made of sections of garlic bread that are snakelike like a guy out of bleach. There was also an upgrade

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Tried wbtb x2
D2 very nostaligic feelings.

First night in my student flat; got woken up by a lot of new sounds and the infamiliarity of the place and bed.

I had a lot of dreams fragments, mostly of putting away my things in the new closet; dreams of things lurking in say closet, and inexpected finds in my bags.
Early this morning, I managed to catch a full cycle of sleep.

I'm in my new flat, and even though the drapes are closed, the light is strong enough to see perfectly. confident that I'm dreaming, I walk out through the closed window.* I ended up outside, in a strange place, a park full of people having fun at the fair. It's nightime here, but there is suspended lights everywhere, making the night bright and the leaves shine. I walk along the dirt path, taking in the fantasmatic view of all thoses exotics plants and stands and breathing in the smell of cotton candy and wet vegetation. I feel strangely nostalgic, and I see families with young children having a blast around me, passing by like I'm not really here. I don't mind it; I'm alone, but not lonely. The dream have this eerie quality, like morning fog; both thick and ephemeral. I want Eli to enjoy the atmosphere too, and I start looking for him. This end up being more difficult that I thought, and I run around, calling his name as the partying people walk around me without aknowleging it.
When I find him he all but fall in my arms, sending both of us tumbling down in the damp grass. There is a sharp contrast between the cold floor and his usual warm self. He is wraps himself around me as much as he can, tall and heavy, his breath warming my neck. I look down on his bare back, running my fingers along his spine, making him shivers when my nails graze the dimple just above his belt. I can feel his back moving with his breathing, slow and drowsy. He looks a little out of it, almost drunk. His weight prevents me from moving, but I like the cuddle, and keep gently stroking his back until I wake up.

*I'm on the second floor but the window is too small for me to simply walk through it; I pretty much phased through the wall. And ended up in a park and not floating above the backyard. Dreams amirite?

Eli was very flushered when I woke up, worken up about his attitude in the dream. It seem that there is such a thing as dream lucidity for tulpa, and he wasn't lucid in this shared dream. I will put more of the specific in my workbook in the tulpa forum.

* We had a lot to do at home, went late to bed...

.../3rd person view. I see myself with dragon wings. There's something about feeding a dragon/...

.../I'm talking a walk inside an informal market. I see different things on sale, until I get to a jacket patches stand. I see some deconstructive ideas, some 3D art and stuff, but nothing really interesting to me. I get out of the market and find somebody is selling 2nd hand guitars on the street, I take a look if there's something worthwhile, nothing. Then I look up to a hill which is mixed with a tower. It's all covered in concrete. I find that interesting, and want to take a picture of that. My camera doesn't work, it's night and I cannot see any on the LCD. I try using the flash option. It flashes but apparently not enough. I try to figure out how could I take a picture of that. The more I look, the weirder it becomes. Now I try to illuminate the landscape by pointing the LCD screen of the camera. It gets better but I don't know how to take the picture now/...

.../I have to write an e-mail, announcing some bad news about one of my kids, she's no more with us. I have to face the fact, it gets hard to write down/...

* From time to time, this feeling of nostalgia spreads around and takes over all over the dream.

"Sometimes you look at the aftermath of a horrible event with a feeling of pride"

Had a semi lucid dream today. I had no real idea that I was dreaming other than the fact the l that the dream was a previous nightmare so I was walking through it remembering the fun times I had.


I don't know if I actually had this dream or not before but I do know that the monster chasing me was a T.Rex and I spawned a T.Rex yesterday.

The dream was a town that was pretty safe at the real time, but I kept having flashbacks to when I was being chased by the dinosaur. It was a mix off nostalgia, fear, and cheerfulness as I remembered each impossible thing I had to do to escape the dinosaur.

One of those tasks to escape the dinosaur was to run up a destroyed 3 story building and hide behind the small walls that remained while the dinosaur was just outside the building.

At the end of the dream I was in a line with a child missing his parents and I told him that his parents where still at their cousins house. I then imagined his parents killed by a group of adults and their corpses burnt so I believe that in the dream I was lying.

I took a nap this evening and had a dream that was grotesquely gory (yet strangely beautiful [in a sense]). I was pretty much watching myself tear through my flesh with a gun (a MAC-10 I beleive? Idk, something automatic) and then eventually dying once I was nothing more than a mound of sopping flesh. Not nearly as pretty a sight as it sounds, I assure you. The dream then went on and kind of showed me a "what if" and gave me a rundown of various things I was missing out on now that I was dead. The dream ended with me and this girl that I'm almost, kinda, sorta, not really but in a sense I am with in real life. I think. Yeah... I don't get it either. I get the feeling like I'm "just a friend" but then there are times where it seems like it's more than that. As if she wasn't hard enough to read already, now there's this other guy that she kind of seems to have a thing for as well. Oh god, what if I'm one of those pathetic saps that don't realize they're being strung along... Does this mean I have to start laughing at myself now? D: It's complicated and you probably don't even care so I'm not going to go into it any further. Anyways, the dream replayed my first kiss which was with her a while back.

Not the most pleasant dream I've had, rather disturbing actually, but I enjoyed it nonetheless because of the rush of relief that followed when I woke up.

12.01.11
I'm sitting on stone stairs with two of my friends, nothing else exists but these stairs, there are no surroundings, only the sky.One of my friends talks about what he does to get nice, vivid dreams (Can't remember what he said).I look at the sky throughout the whole dream.It's mostly sunny, clouds are racing around the Sun (literally running circles around it, really fast).We talk about how Mars is easily covered by clouds since it's small in diameter (even though it's clearly the sun).My other friend talks about the lack of musical talent of a third person.I was filled with nostalgia and in deep thought.This was a scene from a town I go to 2 a year, it felt like a moment and an eternity at the same time, weird.