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30.05.2010

106: 5.30.10; 9:45AM Part 2: Am I Lucid AND On The Phone? Or Just Lucid? (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Coming out of a dream, I moved only enough to get comfortable, then visualized going to Julia's room. I got into the DEILD, but what I saw was a Poke'mon game in which Julia was my character, walking down a couple lengthy golden halls. Well, that wouldn't do, so I tried to will her to be going to her room. I heard Julia's voice talking to me, and I asked her if this was a lucid dream, wondering if I was dreaming while I had her on the phone. I went into a false awakening after being unsuccessful, and took the opportunity to attempt a DEILD again.

Going into another lucid, I was in Julia's house going to her room. I heard her voice talking to me, again as if she were on the phone outside the dream, and I described to her my actions to help them become manifest in the lucid. I don't recall meeting her within the room before waking.

28.05.2010

105: 5.28.10; 9:08AM Part 2: Ancient Egypt + Invasion. (The True Power of DEILD.) (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I go into a DEILD from a previous dream and am reading a newsletter or news article that's taking up all my vision. Knowing that I wanted to do one of the tasks of the year, I tried imagining Egypt, and tried opening my eyes to go there. However, I felt my real life eyes trying to open, so I attempted this only twice before abandoning the idea. I thought of how else to clear my vision, while watching the article go from having a white background to a black one then back to white. I thought of pulling it off my face, now feeling like I was very much in the lucid, enough to not worry about real life bodily movements, but moving my hands to my face didn't help. I really considered leaving the lucid and going back into another DEILD, but I began looking around the newsletter for other possibilities first. While looking over all the words I found that looking off to the right of the paper brought me to a desert city with a richly-coloured landscape and horizon - I'd done it!

In my excitement I shouted profanities and flew through my fully lucid world, flying skillfully over small lakes and cottages nestled into rocky areas of the desert, and I began searching for pyramids to find one being built.

Coming across a few more settlements, complete with trees and houses (basically want you'd expect to find if a city flourished in the middle of a desert - it was pretty cool looking, rather relaxing and inspiring), I saw some pyramids in the distance. I closed in on one, obscured by a little fog, and when I drew close I found that it wasn't yet a pyramid, as it was still being built.

There was a proper square brick foundation, with tall square pillars standing inside it in a disorganized manner, none of equal height. Coming close to the pyramid's foundation I found that there were workers inside it, wearing oddly regal ancient Egyptian dress for being pyramid builders. On the sand floor, in the middle of the square sat two parallel sarcophagi with no lids, white sheets covering the bodies inside. Two workers were laying a golden lid on the one on the right, which might explain why they were regally dressed. (This wasn't simply the construction of a brick pyramidal structure, it was a burial ritual.)

At this point the dream plot was interrupted by something inbound toward our location, like a massive vehicle. Whatever it was, it was plenty large enough to convince me to get out of there, and in an instant I was on my home road, surrounded by the many woods on either side of the pavement, the sky now covered in beautiful shades of blue with stars lighting it everywhere.

Like I said before, my road (at least, most of it) has incredibly few houses on it, and my nearest neighbours are barely within walking distance, so my road has dense woods on both sides, which are only interrupted by my quarter-mile long driveway - this dream was the same way. Because of the woods and my incredibly long driveway, I was nowhere near anyone else while standing out here on the road.

Whatever had visited me in ancient Egypt was here in present-day Michigan. From the woods came an obscenely oversized car, crashing recklessly through the thick trees and brush to get to the road. I made my way to my driveway to get behind our massive gate, in an effort to distance myself and to hide myself from whatever was out there.

The car left down the road and from another part of the woods came a tank, also oversized, and an older-style SUV. They both made it onto the road without a scratch and started racing off. I wasn't scared of them since they weren't coming toward me - on the contrary: I watched the SUV rolling by and said out loud with a laugh, "This is one weird f*ckin' dream!" I don't talk like that in real life, so that should be a good indicator of how insane this dream was.

Things got a little weirder, but a whole lot more cool. The tank and SUV, as well as a few other cars heading down the road in the same direction, started leaning and skidding off the road toward the woods opposite my driveway, going back to where they'd come from, and disappeared noisily into the dark woods. I looked up above the trees and saw a great car rack, loaded with these giant vehicles - like those on trucks that hold all kinds of cars being shipped to and from dealerships. I looked around and noticed another 20-story rack behind the first one. Behind that, two more. Behind them, enough to stretch beyond the horizon.

A quick look in the other direction told me these racks were making a line probably around the entire world, or at least as far as my eyes could see. I focused on the one in front of me and made my way to it, though unable to fly. When I approached one, which now seemed to be out of the woods and right beside the road, I found it was covered in what seemed to me like Spider-man's webbing, with a few kids stuck in it. I attempted to fly to the top, but my jump brought me back to the pavement. I remembered successfully flying in a past lucid by shooting my arms up. I tried this, failing again.

I resolved to try jumping and grabbing the webbing - it was there for a reason, right? - and tried slinging myself up. Instead, it just made me bounce off the pavement, which made me go disproportionately higher in the air, and allowed me to grab onto more webbing, and onto the top of the rack. (One of the kids said that if I hit the ground I could "bounce off my lucidity!" I guess he/she was right.)

On the top I found more kids trapped. I pulled out something from pocket that resembled a breadbag twisty-tie, and cut the webbing to free the girl nearest me. I made sure she wasn't hurt, and asked where my girlfriend Julia was. She replied that Julia was above her, but being at the top of the rack I assumed this meant "above" being relative to her perspective - since she was lying down, I had to go to where her head was pointing.

A quick check initially revealed no sweetheart, but an instant later I was with her, and thought about getting intimate with her. Of course, the dream began fading now, and I was out of it before I could try stabilizing.

I have the coolest dreams....

26.05.2010

104: 5.26.10; 7:07AM Part 1: Stained Glass Transformation + Dreamguide? (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a rather lengthy and detailed dream, so I'll try to recount as much as I can remember.

I was in a cafeteria with giant windows on one wall to let sunlight in. I became lucid at some point and tried shooting the windows, which produced no results. I realized that I didn't want to waste the dream trying to shoot stuff, so I ran toward the windows, wanting to make them stained glass. I lost lucidity here and the dream transitioned to put my somewhere else.

I recall waking and thinking that I'd run into a dreamguide in this dream, but I fell asleep while trying to recall the details, and now don't remember anything of the dreamguide, except that it wore white clothing, or was at the very least associated with the colour white.

21.05.2010

100: 5.21.10; 8:55AM Part 1: Running Down Bleachers + 6twitter Virus. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I dreamed I'd left my Sociology class early, and as a result had failed it. (It's an online course so I don't know how I could've left it, but I somehow managed to do so.) When I found I'd failed the class, I found myself in my high school gym, running down the bleachers. The bleachers were far too steep for me to be running down, and I wound up jumping off of them due to my momentum, about 10 feet from the floor. I braced for impact, and doing so made me gradually lucid. This immediately slowed my descent. The dream transitioned and I found my computer to have a virus. I found two files named "twitter" and "6twitter" that were irremovable, placed by the virus.

18.05.2010

98: 5.18.10; 12:15PM Part 7: Fun with Revolvers, Computer Incompetency, and a Shared Dream Attempt. Sorta. (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Coming out of a dream once more, I went back into one, visualizing myself sitting up in my bed with my laptop. I typed "dial.org", trying to get to a site I used to use every now and then some years ago (I believe "failblog.net" is what I meant), but I couldn't type it correctly no matter how many times I tried. When I gave it one last try and found my computer saying "Porn" in my URL bar, I gave up trying to type it.

I realized I only had one eye open, so I opened the other and found everything to be very clear around me, very satisfying. I was enjoying the lucid, so I kept a very serious face to avoid coming out of it prematurely. Done with my computer, I reached under my pillow, looking for a pistol. Of course, I pulled out a beautiful, big black revolver and aimed it first at my computer screen, then out my window, figuring even in a dream I shouldn't shoot my only computer.

I cocked and fired it - but it sounded like a .22 rifle. (As in, not a very strong gunshot sound.) I cocked it and expected it to sound like a heavy gun when I fired it this time - it made a satisfying, loud boom like it should have. I went for a shot once more, this time expecting it to sound like a cannon - but this time, it sounded like the last shot I'd made, which, while satisfying, wasn't as incredibly loud as I'd hoped to hear.

I cocked the gun harder and pulled the trigger harder, still firing out my window into the bleak overcast sky, and found that I could fire multiple rounds with one pull if I pulled the trigger proportionately harder, much like an assault rifle. I did this several times, making the bullet chamber spin like a high-speed carousel, for several minutes, then I put the gun down to consider other things I could do while lucid.

I knew this was going to be a longer lucid than other recent dreams, so I was determined to make it good. At this point I thought about all my goals that I'd considered before going to bed that night, and sat there on my bed, fully lucid, thinking and taking my time. I wanted to try to contact Julia, so I screamed her name loud. It was so loud I could've sworn I'd heard myself shout it in the real world. I put my hand on my head and felt my hair was really soft while I thought about it - I realized I couldn't have a shared dream with her because she wasn't asleep this time of day.

While I thought, I closed my eyes in the dreamworld, and felt the lucid fading. I tried to open my eyes, expecting a false awakening to occur, but I woke up for real.

Interesting thought: While lucid and trying to open my eyes, I felt like my lucid eyes were behind my physical eyes, and when I tried to open the lucid ones, they started to open one of my physical ones, which made me come awake, but only after I woke up did I feel like I was fully back in my own body and was seeing the proper perspective from my physical eyes.

18.05.2010

98: 5.18.10; 10:30AM Part 5: Dating Assistant Clyde Machine! (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Coming out of a dream, I visualized a new one and found myself in a field of red and yellow flowers. I wanted to do the task of the month, but I wanted it to be more interesting than merely handing a flower to someone, so I put a couple in the field in front of me. Unaware of my presence, they faced away from me and were naked, appearing almost as cartoon characters, sitting next to one another, unmoving.

I pulled up a yellow flower and tapped the young lady on her shoulder, holding up the flower where she could see it. She turned her head, enough to see the flower but not enough for me to see details of her face, and waited a few moments before her hand shot up and plucked the flower from my hand. I watched and waited, expecting her to give the flower to the young man next to her, but the dream faded out before I saw anything further.

18.05.2010

98: 5.18.10; 8:21AM Part 2: Magic Stove. (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I began waking from the previous dream and remembered wanting to go lucid. I did a DEILD after adjusting my legs quick and visualized, putting myself behind what appeared to be my stove. I wanted an M4 assault rifle to appear behind it - but no luck. Then I figured it was because I had clear view of where it would be, so the solution was to expect it to appear within the stove itself, somewhere in the back of the appliance. I reached into a slot in the back and pulled it out successfully, and woke up.

16.05.2010

96: 5.16.10; 9:43AM Suburban Garden. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at my picnic table with both my sisters when we see a basketball team walking by, the players on each others' shoulders in three-person stacks. My dad waves us over to follow them and to watch them play a game, so I run over toward them.

The dream transitions slightly, changing the environment to a suburban scene with a great deal of plant life and shrubbery, lit up by the bright morning sun. On my way following the basketball team, I dodge into a small concrete garden/park to sit and think, knowing that I'd wanted to get lucid (but not yet aware I'm dreaming). When I sit down, I close my eyes and realize I'm lucid, feeling the great warmth of the sunlight on my face.

Some people walk by me and I get taken back into the dream's plot when I run into a man from the group and start a gunfight with him. He falls against a small iron picket-style fence, where he dies, dropping the gun and saber he carried.

15.05.2010

95: 5.15.10; 11:41AM Part 3: Over the Edge of a Skyscraper. (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dissatisfied that I'd only had one lucid this morning, I continued my DEILD attempts, all trying to place me on a skyscraper - a simple white/grey square building top with blue sky all around. Several attempts saw me get too excited for the experience of falling from a skyscraper, and I would stay awake with my eyes closed. However, I succeeded in one attempt and got into a lucid, walking atop the skyscraper I'd envisioned. I walked right up to the edge and peered down, not seeing that sprawling metropolis at the bottom I'd hoped for, but chose to hop down anyway. My body felt that convincing, exciting, very real lurch as I slipped into the air, over the edge, and started falling down the side of the skyscraper. The excitement from that lurching feeling of falling brought me out of the dream.

Further attempts at DEILDs brought me no closer to more lucids than a few hallucinogenic visuals.

15.05.2010

95: 5.15.10; 11:41AM Part 2: Attempt to Jump Off a Skyscraper. (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I come out of the previous dream and visualize another scene, going into a lucid where I'm next to a road that cuts through a dead corn field in the mid-afternoon. There's a girl there I recognize who is trying to DEILD as well, so someone (it could have been me who told her, but I don't recall) explains to close her eyes, visualize a scene, and walk around to get lucid. I take this advice myself and walk down a path adjacent to the road, which convinces me that I'm lucid.

I turn around and I think of putting myself on a skyscraper to jump off it. I use the previously mentioned method to put myself on top of one, but I find myself still in a field after I walk around a bit. I visualize the skyscraper again, complete with an aerial view of a skyscraper with a beautiful sprawling metropolis surrounding it, and wake up from the dream.

14.05.2010

94: 5.14.10; 9:15AM Part 2: Flying Consciously Again. (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I go back to sleep from the previous lucid and I find myself in the same place through using the DEILD method. I'm in a dark area of space that seems to have a black floor/ground and a charcoal-coloured ceiling with a texture like the surface of the moon. I start walking and jump up, consciously trying to fly. I start a slow descent when I hit the peak of my hop, and don't get results by flapping my wings, so I shoot my arms straight up above me, making me soar straight for the ceiling. I plant my hands on the ceiling firmly, observing the clearly crater-covered surface, and push off to fly around somemore through space.

14.05.2010

94: 5.14.10; 9:15AM Part 1: Flying Consciously. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I become lucid in a dream and am flying through space, past beautiful magenta and indigo nebulae, each surrounded by floating, glowing words. I go in for a landing, and come out of the dream.

04.05.2010

86: 5.4.10; 9:56AM Part 2: Outta My Vehicle! (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in a red SUV that doesn't belong to me, and a bald young man gets into the back seat, requesting I drive him to his home. He's clearly a leech, looking to bum rides off people, so I politely try to get him to leave. After trying to reason with him, I lose my cool and turn around in my seat, shouting "You have 10 seconds to get out." He continues to talk and stall. I say "5 seconds!" He threatens to call his posse and pulls out his phone to call them.

I figure this is my chance - I wrestle his phone away from him and hold it out my window, threatening to throw it and start driving off. He leans against the window behind mine, where he is sitting, and tries to reach for it. I hit the button to roll down his window and he tumbles out. Rolling up all my windows and locking the doors, I drive off.

However, the window on my passenger side wasn't all the way rolled up, allowing him to latch on and try to pull himself inside the vehicle again. I grabbed him by the neck and forced him (very roughly) back out, watching him take a seriously painful-looking roll down the tall hill from the road I was on, heading straight into a park bench while clenching his throat and fighting for breath.

I turn my focus back to the road, celebrating by spouting profanities and laughing my rear end off from what I did to that guy. I see ahead of me some familiar signs and realize I'm in Las Vegas, which I had mentioned in an earlier dream (one I haven't logged from this night). I'm still excited and laughing about recent events and start shouting that I'm in Vegas. I realize I'm in a dream, and start shouting, "This is a lucid dream!" I keep driving, and driving well I might add, while I try to remember the tasks of the month. I remember to give someone a flower, and look around for someone to give it to.

Slowly but surely, people appear on sidewalks and benches, including an old lady in a light blue sweatshirt who's out for a walk. I figure she's a nice enough person to deliver a flower to, and I park the vehicle to hop out and hand her a flower. While I'm trying to summon a flower in my hand, the dream goes fuzzy and I slip into a false awakening in which I'm trying to DEILD, and find myself explaining it to someone who'd asked me what I was doing. I woke up thereafter from an external sound.

I work on my lucid goals and try to ignore my interfering parents.

I'm wandering through a house, and I stop at a piano. There's sheet music open, and it looks interesting, so I sit down and start to play it. I play the song through entirely, and listen to the notes hum and fade away as the song ends. Then I start from the beginning, trying to memorize it.

Still in the house, which I think might belong to a relative. My dad stops me and asks for my help with something, but something feels off. I realize that I'm dreaming and take in my surroundings, surprised by how stable the dream is, and how real everything looks. My dad still wants help, but I tell him that I can't get caught up in the dream-plot.

It was hard to tell, I say to my mom, that this was a dream. Our surroundings have been very stable, and the only part of the house that's changed has been the twin beds that appeared in the living room.

I try to remember my dream goals. Right, I wanted to open a portal. I stretch out my hand and will a circle to form, growing outward from the spot where my hand is. I start to see blue rings form, but the dream fades.

I see title credits. That's it: a black background with words on it. I don't even have a body, though I'm still lucid. My entire awareness is focused within this little black box I've made for myself.

Frustrated, I post the journal entry on the forums, in my old DJ thread. The Cusp (who I don't think I've ever interacted with) makes a few suffestions. He says that if portals don't work for me, I shouldn't force it, and should try another method.

Scare Factor: 2.

Mn oudste zus & ik waren op terugweg van Disneyland Resort Paris. De droom daarvoor ging erover dat we er waren. Op een landelijke weg kregen we ruzie, op deze weg waren geen andere wagens of personen. Mn zus zei dat ik uit de wagen in mn rolstoel moest. Toen ik uit de wagen stapte om naar mn rolstoel te gaan besefte ik dat ik droomde. Ik ging dan maar snel bij mn zus vandaan & liep een veld in. Vanaf daar besliste ik dat ik opnieuw wou proberen te vliegen. Ik begon te zweven & vloog heel snel naar boven. Het was donker maar ik kon erg ver kijken, ik zag de lichtjes van verschillende steden. Toen wou ik snel een grote afstand vliegen. Toen ik aan het vliegen was dacht ik eraan om naar de maan te vliegen. Helaas verminderde mn snelheid & verloor ik hoogte. Ik vloog over een gebouw met Egyptische spullen & verloor nog meer hoogte. Om verder te kunnen zou ik door een muur moeten vliegen. Ik wist dat dit kon, probeerde dit ook & het lukte me. Door de muur vliegen gaf een lichte druk op mijn lichaam waar ik de muur passeerde. Daarna verloor ik nog meer snelheid & hoogte, toen werd het helemaal zwart voor mn ogen waarna ik nog twee keer vals wakker werd.

My oldest sister & me were coming back from Disneyland Resort Paris. In the dream before that we were there. On a country road my sister & I argued, on this road there were no other cars or people. She told me to get out of the car in my wheelchair. When I stepped out the car to walk to my wheelchair, I realized I was dreaming. I went away from my sister & I walked into a field. Then I decided I wanted to fly. I started to float in the air & flew very fast higher and higher. It was dark but I could see very far, I saw the lights of several cities. When I was flying I decided to fly to the moon. Unfortunately my speed reduced & I lost height. I flew towards a building with Egyptian stuff & lost even more height. To continue flying I had to fly through I wall. I knew this would be possible & I did it. Flying through that wall gave me a feeling of a soft pressure on my body where it passed the wall. I lost more height & speed. All became black before my eyes, after that I had 2 FA's.