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General Discussion / Re: Dream thread: Record your tulpa related dreams.
« on: July 18, 2025, 06:41:43 PM »
No that's me, but I don't have such questionable dreams. Also I don't fuck aliens. They creep me out. If anything I'll have Alice eat them.
Very strange and creepy dream last night.
I was conducting an archeological dig under my house but nothing looked familiar. I was looking for ceramic shards in the soil I dug up up together with other people. The shards were from thick ornamental floor tiles that looked very modern, a few decades old at max. With some floral pattern. I also had an appraisal skill that showed me the age of the shards in a HUD display. It said something like 5800 years old. I questioned that. Then I found several identical broken green plates. They had a photorealistic painting of a guy sitting in a cinema on them. I could tell from the seats. Even I realized now that this crap could not possibly be antique.

But the dream shifted and I was swept along. There was now a cameo appearance of Mr. Bigglesworth, a large grayish cat that helped us dig. I had a cat as a child who did that. When my grandparents dug up the garden, the cat would also start digging as if he wanted to help us. It was adorable.
However, digging in the cellar was creepy enough and we (the people were unfamiliar) encountered paranormal phenomena. Did we delve too greedily and too deep? I don't recall hat exactly happened but it was an uncomfortable feeling. No tupper around either. At some point there was a huge creaking rumbling noise that kicked me out of the dream and made my hair rise.
Waking up, I briefly wondered if this was an earthquake or something but we almost never ever have noticeable quakes here and indeed there were none. I couldn't find a source for the noise, it once happened that there was actual construction work in my street in the early morning that indeed made such noise but I'm quite certain that was all in my head.
Very strange and creepy dream last night.
I was conducting an archeological dig under my house but nothing looked familiar. I was looking for ceramic shards in the soil I dug up up together with other people. The shards were from thick ornamental floor tiles that looked very modern, a few decades old at max. With some floral pattern. I also had an appraisal skill that showed me the age of the shards in a HUD display. It said something like 5800 years old. I questioned that. Then I found several identical broken green plates. They had a photorealistic painting of a guy sitting in a cinema on them. I could tell from the seats. Even I realized now that this crap could not possibly be antique.

But the dream shifted and I was swept along. There was now a cameo appearance of Mr. Bigglesworth, a large grayish cat that helped us dig. I had a cat as a child who did that. When my grandparents dug up the garden, the cat would also start digging as if he wanted to help us. It was adorable.
However, digging in the cellar was creepy enough and we (the people were unfamiliar) encountered paranormal phenomena. Did we delve too greedily and too deep? I don't recall hat exactly happened but it was an uncomfortable feeling. No tupper around either. At some point there was a huge creaking rumbling noise that kicked me out of the dream and made my hair rise.
Waking up, I briefly wondered if this was an earthquake or something but we almost never ever have noticeable quakes here and indeed there were none. I couldn't find a source for the noise, it once happened that there was actual construction work in my street in the early morning that indeed made such noise but I'm quite certain that was all in my head.