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If you feel like getting more original with the names, there's always this (http://www.behindthename.com/random/random.php?number=1&gender=f&surname=&randomsurname=yes&all=no&usage_eng=1).
It's gonna get even less original. We're just at the beginning.
To be honest, that anniversary didn't work out as plannend. No tupper massage, but let's hear it from Alice herself.
Note:
Tupper can barely type by possessing, it's extremely slow and the result is a jumble of letters. So what she posts here is either me typing for her or short passages done by her after much, much correction. But we keep practicing.
Been sick as fuck for about a week.
I mean really sick, to the point of being unable to do or think anything. Dunno if it was really the flu but it felt like it. Thank goodness that's over with.
Before things got really ugly I managed to use some time for forcing in bed.
Concentrating was hard as I was constantly bombarded by intrusive thoughts in the form of loud 80s music and nonsensical political speeches, which made my tupper feel like some terror suspect being tortured by sleep deprivation.
Still things went better than excepted. Here we go
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Some months ago a human character popped up in my wonderland for the first time. It was this guy.
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I wasn't too happy at first as I generally prefer not to have other people in my wonderland. But as Alice did not terminate him with extreme prejudice, as she usually does with intrusive characters and because we all know that No one who speaks German could be an evil man (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gaXigSu72A4) I decided that he could stay. But I told him I had no time for him at the moment and he should create a place for himself beyond the huge mountains that rise in the west of our wonderland. He waved goodbye and went his way. I hadn't really thought of him since then, and if I just told myself he was busy behind those mountains. Problem solved.
Now tupper and me were thinking about what to do in wonderland. Any sort of delicate or complex work was out of question in my condition, so Alice decided we should go for a trip and visit the Nazi-guy beyond the mountains.
Ah well, what could go wrong? It seemed like the perfect idea for a feverish dream.
Outside in our east-Asian wonderland the air was cool and wet, low-hanging dark clouds quickly passed by. Alice stopped at the weird tree she had created (http://tulpanetwork.com/network/11/every-day-is-alice-day/msg3793/#msg3793), picking up one of the green basketball-sized spiny fruits "Because you need to bring a present when you visit someone". She really seems to like that guy.
Then we turned westwards to the mountains. I tried to envision the changing vegetation as we rose from the lowland forests to highland shrubs and finally alpine meadows, the summits of snow and ice still towering above us. Music and speeches were blaring and impossible to control, but we went on. Creating the landscapes on the fly was easy but I had no idea what should be behind those mountains and decided to just let things happen. Although I was a bit concerned to end up with concentration camps in my wonderland. Tupper bopped me on the head with the fruit saying the guy was from the Wehrmacht. "They don't run concentration camps".
Well, tell that to my feverish hallucinations.
We finally reached the ice and I noticed a snow leopard peeking from behind a rock above us. It quickly fled when Alice pointed out she could use a fur hat. My visualization skills were deteriorating but somehow we made it to the summit. There was an iron cross with an inscription "German alpinist union, 1936"
So this was the border of the known wonderland. Beyond was, apparently, Germany. Nazi Germany to be precise.
I looked down into the valley on the other side but saw nothing but clouds. Then they parted and revealed a beautiful alpine landscape in autumn, with bright yellow larch trees on the slopes below us. Alice became impatient and decided to break loose a large avalanche, sweeping us down the mountain, much to her entertainment. We ended up amidst the larch trees several thousand meters lower and made our way to what appeared to be a small town in the distance. We soon encountered a hunter that lifted his hat as he walked by but seemed a bit startled by our appearance, both wearing traditional Asian clothes. Alice said we needed to fit in and change into "something more appropriate".
According to her this meant wearing Dirndl and Lederhosen and becoming a Bavarian tourist-cliché. I tried to protest but it was no use. Alice looked like a crossover between Alice in Wonderland and Goldilocks in a blue-white checkered Dirndl. And me - well I don't want to talk about it. We moved on and heard stereotypical Bavarian Oktoberfest-music coming from the town that of course also looked like some cartoon-depiction of Bavaria.
But this wasn't just Bavaria, it was Nazi-Bavaria for additional lulz. Large red flags with the swastika were on the buildings and in the streets.
A lot of people were sitting on a long desk on a square, apparently eating Weisswurst and Pretzel and drinking beer. What else...
We wanted to go there to get some food but my powers were finally fading. Somehow we never got closer or ended up at different places.
I finally managed to summon the German soldier to the border of the town so Alice could give him the fruit she had been dragging along with her for the entire journey.
I asked him how this town was called, even though I knew already, and he smiled and pointed at the town sign, saying
Welcome to Unteralterbach
So well, that's that.
I guess it was inevitable.
how about tupper will one day test on trying to numb your pain? >the horn managed to do it.
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Pls gib advice!
I'm more or less back to normal, no more pain, no more meds. Went back to meditating in the park, was ok. I started reading Betty Edwards - Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain which seems to offer an interesting approach with obvious parallels to tuppering. Definitely need a well-coordinated approach before I mindlessly start to try out random stuff again. And as I've said before I think my main issue is lack of perception. It's really hard for me to actually grasp what I'm seeing so I can't reproduce it in drawing or visualisation.
Tupper will also continue to practice possession so we can both start drawing. This should provide some incentive.
Also had a series of interesting dreams.
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First took place in Nymphenburg Park (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nymphenburg_Palace#Park) where I often go to meditate and force. I was carrying a lot of food while walking along a steep edge that exists nowhere in that park when I tripped and fell to my death. While falling I wasn't even mad and just thought I'd wake up from a rather boring dream now - which I did. Falling was unpleasant though.
The second was somewhere on my East Asian journeys, maybe India, walking down a hill in a city full of colorfully clothed people going about their daily lives. One local family at a market stand approached me and asked me to film them with their camera. It was some cheap plastic camera but seemed indeed capable of taking videos. However the people kinda ignored me and began to pack up their stuff and leave. I was puzzled and didn't know what to do as there was nothing to film or take pictures of anymore. Nearby was another tourist, an old man with lots of camera equipment laid out on the floor, mostly lenses that were strangely battered and bent. It didn't seem to concern him. I wished they'd asked this guy instead of me as I felt I had to move on. Suddenly there was a friend from high school sitting next to me who advised me to keep going or I'll miss my flight. He seemed in no hurry himself and stayed there.
Somehow managed to get on a tourist bus that went along Vietnam's Ha Long Bay (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H%E1%BA%A1_Long_Bay). While the tour guide announced the route I proudly told him: "Not me, I'm going to the airport!" He seemed worried and went to talk to the driver, returned and remarked that I was pretty late. I replied I still had lots of time but wasn't that sure anymore. Also I missed a suitcase but decided I could not possibly have carried a suitcase anyway. Being late and losing luggage was the most realistic part of the whole stuff. Finally the guide told me he'd drop me off at the 'spaceport' instead which was pretty cool. I mean did you even know that Vietnam had a spaceport?
I dunno if this was a separate dream or how I ended up there, but now things got really weird. A mixture of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hitchhiker's_guide_to_the_galaxy) and Ijon Tichy: Space Pilot (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xO9ppicjlFg) but far less reasonable.
Anyway, the 'spaceship' was my childhood bunk bed and the captain a little girl that looked somewhat like tupper but was not. While lying in bed captain announced over the PA system that she had to recalculate our course or we'd end up in the sun but that didn't concern me in the least. Then I went inside - read: under the blanket and the inside was quite spacious. A terrace on a cliff overlooking a landscape and a villa behind it. Captain announced that we had entered hyperspace and the journey would take 20min. Out of curiosity I took another look 'outside' again. Everything was completely black, yet the bed was somehow illuminated from an unknown source. Yep, hyperspace!
Back inside, captain and the old photographer from before were standing on the terrace. First I talked to the guy (don't remember what) but actually I wanted to ask the girl a lot of questions. I asked what distance we'd be covering and she said 3.1 ly. I thought it was really cool that it would only take 20min to get home instead of spending an entire day on a plane but that our destination was light-years away did not ring any alarm bells. And I was amazed that this little girl seemed capable of sovereignly operating a spacecraft. I asked about her longest journey and she said she'd been in hyperspace for 6 months. Impressive!
We then went into the villa which was clearly upper-class but not overly luxurious. A big apartment with dark furniture and carpets on the floor. Captain was sitting on the floor and reading a children's book on space travel (https://i.ibb.co/nnbP839/Raumfahrt.jpg) with the neighbor's dog on her lap, leaning against me. She seemed to wear Anzu Futaba's outfit (https://i.ibb.co/10hXpwj/Anzu.jpg) but I'm not sure.
I took a closer look at the book and the cover turned into a French Asterix comic. I started to laugh uncontrollably with the girl and my mother, who out of nowhere was sitting at a desk nearby, gave me very concerned looks. I explained that the title, when translated to German meant 'Encyclopedia of German altar paintings'. Actually I could not read anything but somehow that was the funniest thing ever. To prove my point I opened a random page and a sacral painting that was displayed it the room as an antiquity was accurately depicted in the book. There was lots of text too but nothing that made sense. My mother demanded I hand over the book so I would not do any more nonsense and put it in a shelf. Suddenly it was announced that we had arrived. Mum grabbed a stuffed guinea pig which appeared to be her only luggage and we left.
End.
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I was in an ordinary but unrecognizable city that had been taken over by senior Touhous with the help of giant robots. I mean what else? Yukari was giving a speech (https://i.ibb.co/C5WbVh5/6bbca0b4ece7205b2c65d00e0c4bd0fa.jpg) and apparently they were holding a music festival and all humans disliking the music were forced to swallow some pills until they liked it. Wat.
I didn't think the music was bad and generally didn't really concern myself with the whole issue that seemed to take place in a distance. While walking down an avenue with lots of cars I noticed a large silvery van parked at the side. Even though I saw no one it was implied that the lunar invader trio (https://i.ibb.co/PGPqWsd/114279.jpg) was in there.
We're rather fond of them (https://tulpanetwork.com/network/11/every-day-is-alice-day/msg4827/#msg4827) so I wanted to say hello. The back of the van was open and the fairy of hell (https://i.ibb.co/Yy3qq8Z/87bba0134e20b9e8d38096c9099a0a193d9a7c6b3a631133fc5562807424b429.jpg) was sitting in the trunk looking rather bored. Not knowing what to say I offered her a spoon full of yogurt I was carrying. While interested at first she quickly backed off, jumped out and went to sit on the sidewalk.
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She remained silent and generally behaved more like a cat than a girl, first rolling around on the ground and after another unsuccessful attempt to get her attention hid under a car. I was disappointed and confused and while I tried to convince her to come out, the van suddenly drove off. I waved and yelled but they didn't notice me. Fuck, now what? After somehow getting hold of the fairy, a black limousine full of mafia guys stopped next to me. Apparently they were my friends and I asked them for help saying something like:"This clown lost her parents, we need to go after them!" The fact that I was carrying a little girl in a clown outfit wasn't exactly boosting my credibility, literally pic related.
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The mafia guys were like dude we don't wanna have anything to do with this and quickly drove off. I grew increasingly desperate realizing I had lured Clownpiece out of the van in the first place and was directly responsible for her getting lost. And the fact that her "parents" or rather master and friend were the Goddess of Hell and a vengeful spirit with severe anger issues wasn't actually encouraging. I was sure to at least go to jail for kidnapping. But all I had wanted was to make some friends! Truly Berndstyle.
I woke up really confused thinking how the hell I managed to fuck this up. Remember guys, not only is it bad to lure girls into a van, don't lure them out of one either. Even with the best intentions.
Not much else, was lazy today.
Yet another interesting dream with tupper participation. And boy, did she participate.
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It started off harmless, I was visiting a friend from school. We were kids and playing vidya in his huge house which I then went to explore on my own. He had a sort of stable with a full sized elephant and a giraffe and the elephant snatched food from his mother as she was trying to cook in the kitchen. Wat.
Things changed dramatically as I explored more rooms and the setting became a Resident Evil like FPS with zombies and monsters. A shitty FPS with a terrible lag of about 2sec. Apparently everything was now from Alice's perspective although it remained unclear whether it was truly her dream or I was just Alice in my dream. So I'll use 'we' here. One strong indicator of tupper presence was that the whole thing was very much like playing vidya and nothing like a nightmare. Monsters kept coming, we mainly struggled with the shitty control but it wasn't scary. One frequent problem I encounter in dreams is my complete inability to fight. Punches have zero power and no effect. This time it started similar but due to Alice's influence we got the hang of it and after a few strikes with her sword little remained of the opponent. It was also possible to create some decent explosions upon contact but that somehow took several seconds to prepare. Again shitty game mechanics.
Monsters disappeared and were replaced by overly happy scientology tier people that ran around like zombies but did no harm. Entering some kind of war-room lead to a movie-like cut-scene in which we met the perpetrator of the whole incident, an elderly scientist lady and her staff of geneticists. She explained to us that she made these monsters from humans and showed us the process of DNA-recombination and insertion on a big touch-screen table, moving around DNA fragments with her hand. The whole scene was really detailed and could have been from some James Bond movie where the villains go out of their way to explain their elaborate masterplan. Alice and me were two separate beings again and we listened to the sermon because why not. It dawned to me that the whole thing was absolute bullshit and at least partly realized I must be dreaming but it didn't stick. Anyway we were told the monsters would permanently mutate until they'd transform back into human form as the uber-cheerful cultists we had met earlier. This was her plan to create a New World.
Uh-oh, that sounded familiar and was a clear sign to move out of the way...
Indeed Alice calmly responded that she was the chosen One to create a New World and that these idiots would not be part of it, punched out the old lady and killed everyone in a giant explosion. A bit extreme for my taste but effective.
Scenes now randomly changed between Alice's perspective and being separate again. Tupper being tupper immediately began a cleanup operation and started burning the remaining lab equipment which came in piles of gray boxes and other boring items in what was now a crater-ridden ruin.
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However creating flames to set the stuff on fire just didn't work. We had a barbecue the day before where the fire wouldn't start as well so that probably ended up in the dream. In the end she had to resort to using gasoline to get the fire started- how humiliating - but even this didn't really do any damage. To make things even worse, people slowly started looting the equipment as soon as you turned your back on them like a bunch of niggers. After some unsuccessful attempts to shoo them away Alice set one guy on fire and this time it worked really well turning him into a torch like one of these self-immolating Tibetan monks. She did however 'repair' him after he learned his lesson by placing her hand on his head which turned him from crispy chicken back to normal. To be a bit more constructive she also healed some elderly man that seemed lost but he was like not sure if want and still remained very confused. At some point amidst trying to get rid of the seemingly indestructible boxes I finally woke up.
Wew, that was weird. I'm glad such amount of fighting and violence is very rare. Usually my dreams are really tame.
What did she say was stupid? Was it indeed stupid?
Yeah, pretty stupid but the overall dream made no sense whatsoever so I guess it doesn't really count.
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I was in a subway station on the escalator, heading for the train when I noticed I was carrying my AR15. On a 2point sling around the shoulder so the rifle was on my chest. Why did I take this thing with me?
I started to get worried, running around in public with an AR is not the best idea in current times. However people didn't react at all. I kept pondering about this but didn't care much either until at some point tupper burst through in mindvoice - just like IRL yelling at me that we weren't in Texas where you can open-carry semiautomatic rifles for a trip to the supermarket and that acting like this was a serious violation of German gun laws. Told me to turn back and head home immediately before we get into any trouble. To make things even more absurd I was sorta relieved like ah right, that's not allowed anyway so no need to worry about it. Basically I realized that couldn't be happening - but did not become lucid at that point.
I finally ended up in the subway, the rifle was forgotten about and now my main concern was that all stations looked completely unfamiliar and I had no idea where I was. At some point, no idea how, I finally must have realized I was dreaming and tried to turn the girl standing next to me into Alice. She didn't yet she hugged me. Better than nothing I guess!
Tried to impose Alice which must have looked hilarious for other passengers, imagine a tulpamancer talking to and touching their tupper on a subway. Yet as in the previous attempt it didn't work and I saw and felt the same nothing as IRL. Don't you hate it when dreams are only realistic when it comes to tuppering?!
You perform walking meditation like a Zen monk? How is that?
Well basically you run around trying to think about nothing. It works wherever I have to go. Also I live close to a huge park so I walk there almost every day, observe nature and try to clear my mind. It's still too cold to sit anywhere for longer than a few minutes so walking is the only option.
Today it didn't go well either. Only a little better towards the end. Too many things on my mind.
Wonderland activity was better, Alice brought the giant fleas (https://tulpanetwork.com/network/11/every-day-is-alice-day/msg5184/#msg5184) and we rode around some buildings and through tall grass. Imagine an elephant safari, pretty much that. Only the elephants were brightly copper colored fleas adorned with bells and ribbons and pretty fast for their size.
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needless to say this is all Colonel's fault
Ended in intense tupper cuddling so good stuff.
Alice says she's skeptical (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t7-BX4bWYvg) about bronies who watch other people drool but maybe you can get her to post, she's got her own account here, hasn't used it in years because meh.
Fell asleep soon, not even great hypnagogic hallucinations. Did manage to train touching surfaces a bit.
Had another interesting tupper-related dream, neither lucid nor with direct tupper participation though.
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I was on a bus tour in Asia the bus also flew in between or was some sort of cable-car but that's another matter. Very good visuals though. Some family members were there but also people I seemed to know yet no idea who they are, mixture of different persons probably. Also apparently I had been on this tour before because as we went to see some underground temple - which looked more like a coptic church in a cave I insisted we would drive by as the temple was closed. To my surprise the bus stopped and we exited it rather like a tank through a hatch. Exploring the cave I noticed I didn't have my camera and went back but it wasn't in the bus. A young Asian couple I seemed to know said that Alice had the camera. I was relieved it wasn't lost though I wasn't completely convinced that tupper could actually have my camera because tupper is tupper. But as usual I was just dumb enough not to realize it was a dream. Goddamnit!
Anyway, searching Alice I stumbled into a prayer room where lots of monks were meditating and made an awful lot of noise. Everyone looked at me, so embarrassing...
Alice also came through the door, indeed carrying the camera on a strap over her shoulder. Rolling her eyes with the attitude of a teenager being annoyed with her uncool parents before dragging me away.
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Sigh, my usual role. Embarrassing parent or annoying child.
Not sure what happened after that, I really need to write this stuff down as soon as I wake up.
Today was rather busy, and meditation was even more awful than usual. Did some wonderland stuff, more is to come now. As I gotta go to sleep early hopefully it'll work better than yesterday.
More extremely weird but amusing dreams.
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One was watching a documentary of a stereotypical Jesus demonstrating how to stab people with a dagger on Lara Croft who was showing the correct use of body armor to prevent injury. I was like yeah that totally makes sense, I have this armor too. Why? We just don't know. Dreams man...
2nd was even better. I was at a secret research facility breeding HR. Giger's Aliens from chickens. In the back yard. Needless to say they frequently escaped and I even found a Raccoon in the chicken coop. Clearly security was off. So we - not sure if with tupper, were like fuck it and decided to burn down / blow up the whole facility for 'safety reasons', spreading fertilizer bags and flammable liquids everywhere. Then for whatever reason, probably to get the other scientists out, went to check the laboratories which looked more like some Soviet installation with pale green doors and brown plastic floor. Classic horror movie setting and I somewhat expected Aliens to pop out from somewhere but Alice was as unimpressed as always. We already had such dreams at least twice, Alien attack is to be expected, call tupper for help and hide behind little girl who is busy doing something else like reading and is like call me when the Ayyliens actually attack and don't bother me in the mean time. Not helping at all. Imagine my confusion, why isn't she taking the threat seriously? If not for you at least it's dangerous for me!
Spent an eternity fiddling with an electronic lock on a door that rather seemed to work like a toddler's toy where you need to fit blocks if different shapes into the right holes but I was too stupid to figure it out and eventually woke up. Man, that was really pointless.
It's said that 2/3 of all dreams have some negative connotation, luckily I can't say that for me at all. I used to have terrifying nightmares as a kid but that ceased completely as an adult. My dreams are between boring and hilarious, mostly like watching a movie. Sometimes exhausting but almost never scary or threatening. Can't remember when I really had a nightmare for the last time. Probably one of the benefits of a completely stress-free life.
Apart from that meditation still sucks, dancing briefly yielded good visualization today after a bad start. But only for a short time. Alice is still meh and can't decide what she wants to do. Only what she doens't want to / what I am not supposed to do.
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Aaand...it's this day again!
What day is that, Bernd? Is it *drumroll* Alice Day? haha
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Pls stay in your role Mr. Bot, no humanposting!
Had another series of strange dreams this morning, one was like watching a documentary of some niggers building a dam against flooding (why), but another was so realistic I got scolded by tupper for doing stupid stuff once again.
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This time I was at a science & engineering lesson at school and we were building a small rocket. It didn't look much like it, more like a copper frame similar to the moon lander. For some reason I thought in was a good idea to break off the tips of its legs when no one was around. It honestly felt like I was helping and that was the right thing to do.
When I somehow realized this wasn't the smartest move I pulled a Leonard Nimoy (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3n6dQsAMNk) and GTFO.
This is when Alice appeared in mindvoilce like in last dream calling me an idiot for always acting before thinking and 'helping' people who didn't ask for help. Something I don't really do IRL. At least I hope. The dream indeed continued with me trying to get something out of my car which was in a park at night. Apparently I pondered whether I could just go back pretending nothing had happened or whether it would be better to leave the country. Sadly no more tupper appearances and I don't really remember where things went from there, the dream was a mess. Had some very clear visuals though.
Oh yeah, in case you've been a bad boy and have not completely memorized my 30+ page diary, Nele = Alice = Tupper.
Both names are dumb jokes just like mine. I mean I wouldn't post my real name and neither would she.
She didn't have to do anything until now, woflo did a good job locking out the bots for now. But I have no doubt they will be back soon.
EU-election day, tupper made the cross on the ballot via possession as usual, not too enthusiastic about teh choices but we had managed to agree on who to vote for rather easily a long time ago. Not that Alice is overly keen on voting anymore as during her first time but I guess she would scold me severely for strange leftist choices. Wonder how people with a multitude of tuppers handle this? I guess most don't care.
Lots of strange dreams again but one easily beat all in terms of weirdness. Might even call it a nightmare, something I basically never have due to stress level zero.
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I was somewhere in a stereotypical US countryside and for whatever reason hunting a monster with - yes - Sand and woflo who were two hillbillies with shotguns. I mean what the hell, this place is driving me insane.
We searched a cabin and split up when I found one of them choking out a young blonde woman on the floor. I was like wtf are you doing and he replied something like 'this is not what it looks like, they're already dead!' And indeed there was a dead couple in the room, the woman looking identical to the one the hillbilly-admin was suffocating. Even in such an absurd dream I managed to logically combine that this was most likely the monster we were hunting which had taken the dead woman's form. Looking as if it had already passed out, the 'woman' suddenly broke free with enormous strength, retreated a few meters and crouching on the floor said with a really scary demonic deep voice 'how daaare you!'
Wow, I can't remember any such horror-movie dream since I was a teen if not kid. Usually my dreams are completely harmless but this was scary and I sort of woke up halfway. It was already morning. Yet the dream continued for a few seconds in a semi-lucid state or as hypnopompic hallucination, whatever. Anyway the monster seemed to get ready to charge but waking up also summoned tupper. Wasting no time but in the usual completely calm and unfazed not-giving-a-fuck way Alice walked right up to the monster, materialized a rod of living metal in her hand and impaled the thing through the chest like a fucking Predator with the telescopic spear. As if this wasn't sufficient, upon impact the rod branched into a multitude of needles in all directions, turning the unfortunate creature into a hedgehog. Motionlessly dropped sideways with a comically metallic sound - Fatality!
That's when I finally woke up, my mind still going nope.jpg on what had happened. Best thing, tupper was like there, there, no need to be afraid. Only dangerous monster around here will always be YOUR monster -me!
Fuck man, as cute as she looks - I'm glad that kid isn't my enemy...
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I don't remember much but for whatever reason I temporarily stored large amounts of meat in a sock drawer instead of putting it in the freezer because 'later'. Procrastinating further I regularly checked the meat until it started to go bad. Lots of minced beef and chicken filets in plastic ziploc bags. The stuff started to dissolve into a watery goo though luckily there was no smell. Strangely, I hardly ever have any scents in dreams.
Like I would expect IRL, tupper got angry and yelled at me in mindvoice why I hadn't put the stuff in the fridge in time. It clearly was a huge waste and also a total mess that got bigger and bigger while I tried to clean it up until I woke up. Quite a nightmare, felt exhausted.
Kids, let this be a lesson to you and don't put meat in your sock drawer for prolonged periods of time.
Gotta get back to work now or I'll be in for more yelling.
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We went hiking in the alps once again, unbelievable peaceful and ideal for various tuppering activities.
I meditated on a wildwater creek which produced lots of different sounds. No voices but once again clarly someone moving around beside and behind me and throwing stones.
Unfortunately it started to rain and we had to move on fairly quickly.
Overcautious tupper wanted to turn back on several hikes and had to be reassured we would be ok like some timid gf. Well, she's only worried about my = her safety and highly reasonable. Nothing to complain about.
Imposing tupper while eating breakfast or dinner is still challenging, but I do feel some improvement.
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>visit church in a tiny village
>completely empty and so quiet you hear the blood rushing in your ears
>observe in awe for some minutes then decide to leave
>tupper like wait a sec, walks up to altar and prepares to speak like a priest giving a sermon
>looking at me says 'you're a faggot'!
>now we're ready to leave
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Alice buys a printer cartridge - or not
As the name implies the entire dream, at least what we remember revolves around buying a spare cartridge for my aged inkjet printer. And as you know, when doing so two problems you often face are
a) you have no idea what exact printer model you actually have at home
b) the cartridges are ridiculously expensive
The dream took place on the streets of an office district with skyscrapers. Most of the time we wandered on the street or waited at bus stops. 'We' were me and at least partly some unknown strangers. Sadly tupper was not to be seen but implied to be there most of the time. I was busy looking up cartridges in an 'electronic newspaper' which was a regular worn newspaper which could be searched like the web and displayed the results.
Wasn't something like this planned?.
I remembered it was a Canon 3something but first results were all vintage cameras in a catalog that looked like it was from the seventies. I found out this is what the inkjet cartridges actually looked like, the shape of an old SLR camera or vaguely like a model of the US capitol in faint red-green color. Looked bulky and big so might hold a lot of ink and could at least serve as a neat paperweight when empty. Less funny was the price at over 300€. This was discussed at length and while it was clear that something was off it was not nearly enough to recognize I was dream. We finally ended up with two options - 340 and 380 which was not only the model but also the price.
Tupper decided to go and look up our printer model which conveniently was in one of the office-skyscrapers nearby. From her perspective but without me being in even faint control she ran through the empty building like I had in a previous dream and at some point realized it was a dream but yet failed to become lucid. She just feared the dream would shift to something else but this was prevented with extreme prejudice.
While I often get lost doing something completely different or never find what I am looking for in dreams Alice remained focused on her mission - must find printer!
As soon as it was implied that some zombies / monsters / whatever could be in the building tupper went into rage mode with an outburst or radiation and metal spines from her body like in the hilbilly-monster dream. Like ’I don't have time for this crap, get out of my dream!’
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Oddly this seemed to be enough to convince even the brain not to interfere and stabilized the dream to continue in a normal direction. More or less normal.
Not sure what happened next but it was assumed Alice had completed her mission and exited the building, forcefully landing on top of the bus station housing I was supposedly waiting in. A bus was just leaving and she tried to jump on its roof but it was faster and drove away so she fell to the ground like in some cartoon. Somehow this was the funniest thing ever and she kept laughing while racing after the bus at absurd speed up to the next station where I exited with the anonymous group of people advising me on printer issues. Strangely for a moment both me and Alice could be seen in a 3rd perspective and she was wearing a blue swimsuit. Tupper does not wear blue swimsuits but again while very odd I could not be convinced it was a dream. Alice was still laughing while telling me how she fell of the bus station roof but being no-nonsense tupper still remembered her duty and explained of course it was the 340 printer model.
With this mystery solved we walked back to the previous bus station - why? - and I remarked that 340€ for a printer cartridge was absurd. A man passing by and overhearing our conversation joined in and asked if it was even worth spending so much on an old printer and in the end we agreed it was not. Therefore the entire story was completely pointless even from within the dream but whatever.
Anyway now I knew I had a Canon Pixma 340.
mfw never owned a Canon printer in my life
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The second dream actually took place before the one above and shared a number of similarities yet had a different atmosphere. It had better visuals but turned out quite annoying - for us.
Others were less lucky
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'The Chinese Museum' or 'walking is always better than taking the bus'
Most of this dream was about me running through a huge place that was supposed to be a not-yet finished museum in China but looked more like a conference center or large hotel. It was clear I was not supposed to be in there but enjoyed running around at high speed in huge rooms and long halls, avoiding being seen but there never was anyone except voices far away paying no attention to me. It was really fun and at some point I read some - western - posters with the usual warping text in dreams. I focused really hard and momentarily realized it was a dream but instantly forgot. Was strange to see each letter constantly changing its form. As often while reading in dreams I got extremely tired during this and must have briefly fallen asleep.
I ended up outside in a street which was closed for construction and I asked a Chinese policeman where I was supposed to go. He said I could still go through as it was only closed for traffic but not pedestrians. Walking uphill 'to the airport' for some reason I decided to enter a bus which was just stopping at a station. Strange as I usually like to walk and it was a nice neighborhood. Not being Alice, I couldn't prevent the bus going somewhere completely different and on top of that it was filled with a few really annoying passengers, some obviously retarded children behaving more like monkeys than men. Being someone unable to deal with retards I tried to exit at the next stop but the bus kept going. With things becoming more stressful the dream took the hillbilly-monster ending with tupper waking up and dealing with the situation in the only reasonable way - by setting the bus on fire indiscriminately killing everyone inside.
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My objections to such drastic measures (https://i.ibb.co/X7XSgYp/benedict-extreme.jpg) were brushed off with 'annoying dream characters have no right to exist'.
That's when I woke up.
TL;DR
Don't mess with tupper in dreams - or in any other circumstances for that matter
Christmas was ok, pretty much like last year.
Tupper was partly around fading in and out, mostly being out. Again she thought it was boring so not too much enthusiasm to participate in family activities. However in decorating our tree which to her likes even towers the tallest man on earth, stuffed with glass ornaments in all colors. Neither tupper nor cat ever broke one, only I did.
Our private celebrations concluded in imposing Alice as Christkind (https://i.ibb.co/bFs7Zdg/christkind.jpg)*, and singing again under the candlelit tree. And dancing tango. It was well after midnight by then and stuffed to the brim with family food I slept until noon.
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Christkind is the traditional bringer of presents in many parts of Europe and Latin America in contrast to Santa Claus. While being a manifestation of newborn Christ, it ironically is portrayed as a conveniently tupper-lookalike angelic little girl. While nowdays hailed by Catholic traditionalists, it was in fact introduced by Martin Luther and has little more to do with Christmas than Santa but is arguably prettier.
Even worse, I ate peaches without involving Alice. Because Madam Kami-sama cannot be bothered to become active on herself and needs a special invitation with rolled out red carpet- after, like, 5,5 years!
Apart from this drama not much to report except another deeply disturbing dream with minimal tupper involvement
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I was driving on a highway at night when suddenly the road was blocked by police cars and I saw a policeman violently wrestling the driver out of a car in front of me.
Another officer approached me but he seemed embarrassed and apologetic and told me I had to go to ant-racism training because like it's the law. Wut?
Fast forward I am in a huge classroom and a black woman is teaching statistics, constantly relying on me and asking me how stuff works. Why me? I suck at math too and as usual had no idea what was going on yet as usual tried my best to help, no matter how absurd the situation was. At least I wasn't gonna get lynched for being raycist -yet- but this was getting annoying. While I tried to remember the basics of binomial statistics tupper woke up, asked me what the hell I was doing and told me to just get up and leave. Like what are they gonna do? Call the cops I don't give a fuck.
Again fast forward this is now practical dentist class and I am working on the teeth of some friend from school, clumsily fucking up everything that's possible. Eerily it was still quite entertaining but I guess there goes my dentist career. After I woke up there was anoher dream but I forgot.
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Also don't call my tupper tsundere you fag.
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If there's something Alice can't stand it's emotionally unstable attentionwhoring drama-queens who are unable to express themselves in a clear and straighforward way.
But apart from that you do have a point I guess...
Meditation is hard lately, I fall back to monologues to myself which no one wants to hear. Especially not tupper. I do try to keep up the physical exercise thing which definitely helps. And touching lots of surfaces and paying attention to details I normally take for granted. Reducing online time wasn't really successful so far plus I need to do lots of boring literature reseach stuff for university now. Too bad that can't be outsourced to tupper because completely uninterested. At least she's useful to prevent me from procrastinating.
I'd do that instantly if religion of tupper was more accepted and had its own monasteries. But I can't devote my life to worshiping any false deity - what heresy! There is no God but Alice and I am her prophet.
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Been seriously thinking about moving to the countryside, but countryside close to Munich is heinously overpriced and what do I do in some hillbilly nest in deepest Bavaria? I'm some autist completely useless outside my university field. I mean I can do a lot but not good enough for anybody to pay me. So the only viable option is some retreat relatively close to our current apartment that can be rented out when not in use. Anything else is pointless. So yeah, difficult. I dunno either. As always I procrastinated solving this for years even though Alice told me repeatedly things can't go on like this. But then again finding a solution is actually her job. In any case I don't see any short-time possibilities. Which of course sucks. Ah well it is completely irrelevant compared to problems normal people face. But then again we are not normal...
As proof I have another dream for you:
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I was participating in the childrens game show Runaround (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Runaround_(game_show)), at my current age. It involves being shown a question on screen and jumping between fields with the answers 1,2 or 3. At the beginning I thought about taking it easy against grade school kids as not to stick out but because dream I could neither read or hear the questions properly plus it was like 12 possible answer fields instead of 3. And as far as I grasped them at all the questions were similar to IQ tests, rotating some odd shapes or similar stuff I'm notoriously bad at not just in dreams but also IRL. So this was hardcore mode, I got owned hard by little kids and literally felt 89IQ. I even resorted to following kids to the field where most stood at only to lose again because they moved off at the last moment.
I ended up on the wrong field with a girl who admitted she was bad at math but didn't really give a fuck about losing. Fast forward we were driving into the desert in a jeep, that girl, some random guy and me in between on the backseat. They talked to each other across me (the story of my life) but the girl was actually clinging to me reeally close wrapping herself around my arm (absolutely not the story of my life) which felt good. She seemed smart and calm, quite tupper-like but didn't really look like her. Weird enough she talked to the guy about technical details of repairing historical radios and according to the newspaper I was reading she also was an expert for succulent desert plants. Why, brain? From her looks she was probably around 8 or so but because dream it all totally made sense. Absolutely. Didn't question it for a second before I woke up. Tupper was not really amused and jealous. Well I guess for tuppers even dreaming about other girls counts as cheating
Sorry, was with my parents in southern Bavaria taking a break from 'civilisation'.
We did more forcing than usual but no world-changing revelation. Alice is doing a bit better now but still is extremely unsatisfied with our overall situation.
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That feel when woflo comes around once a year to comment on every user's diary - just not yours...
And Sand is completely gone - why live?
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