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    1. Vodka Again: Picking Up A Lady at the Bar

      by , 10-13-2011 at 07:32 PM
      10.13.2011
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      I find myself in a bar almost identical to the college commons. I overhear two guys talking about how they'd like to get dates for the night. They're clearly nervous at the thought of talking to a woman, and I tactfully let them know as I pass by: "Sorry to tell you guys this but you're beta as fuck!"

      I give them a little peptalk and offer to show them how it's done. There's a lady in a blue and white dress standing somewhere nearby. I call out to the bartender to get a drink for her, and two for me. The bar suddenly appears populated, and the bartender (also a lady in a blue/white dress) brings me a tall glass, filling it in front of me. I thank her and join the others at the bar.

      When I sit myself down I find Chelsea is seated next to me with a drink of vodka, and she appears to be enjoying it/my company. I am surprised to find that my own drink tastes really good, and I find myself successful in showing the others how a gentleman handles himself.
      Her wonderful smile stays with me as I wake up from the dream, and put me in a great mood to start the day with.


      I don't know what it is with Chelsea and vodka, and she doesn't know either! XD BTW In case it wasn't clear, my dream-self didn't determine if the girl I'd bought the drink for was actually Chelsea, but it seems to make sense since she isn't a drinker and would be unlikely to have one in her hand had I not ordered it for her.

      I also recall having a short lucid dream earlier in the morning, but it is of an embarrassing nature, so I'll simply say it happened and leave it at that. To protect the innocent, shall we say.

      Updated 10-13-2011 at 07:44 PM by 29957 (Titlechange.)

      Categories
      memorable , lucid , non-lucid
    2. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 11:03 PM
      16.06.2010
      110: 6.16.10; 9:52AM BREAKING NEWS: Police Arrest Off-Duty Officer, and the Minotaur is Dead! (MILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I had a rather lengthy lucid dream, of which I will relay two parts to ensure the details I provide are accurate and interesting.

      I was at the end of my driveway (a recurring location in my dreams), and saw three police trucks speeding on the road, coming to a fast stop in front of my driveway gate, lights flashing in the warm daylight, arranged in such a way as to surround a black SUV, now stopped along with the police vehicles on the road. The police got out of their vehicles with shotguns drawn and aimed at the SUV. I put up my hands to show that I was there and didn't intend to interfere, but figured that as I was standing next to my gate behind a couple trees, I really didn't need to have my hands up like the man who was exiting the SUV, and stepped a little behind my gate to watch the events unfold.

      The man stepped out of the SUV, a well-built man with dark clothing and a shaved head - certainly not a person to be screwing around with. His hands were still up as he got to the hood of his car and leaned over it, as the cops wanted. One of the officers drew a rifle that resembled the shotguns the others had, and shot the man in the chest three or four times. He fell to the pavement with no visible wounds, leading me to the conclusion that it was a kind of stungun, with non-piercing rounds.

      The officers surrounded him, allowing just enough visibility of the man for me to see that he himself was wearing a dark blue jacket with police patches all over the sleeves and shoulders. I figured I'd see it in the next day's newspaper, seeing as he was an off-duty officer who's arrest I'd just witnessed. One officer looked over at me and said something, which I only took to mean that they were okay with me standing there close by, watching. They took the man away and the dream transitioned.


      A while later into my dream, I was in an all-wooden room on a structure made of poles, almost like bamboo coloured a rich brown. I wasn't alone within this structure - I was fighting a minotaur.
      Yes, I know, it's awesome! This minotaur was a giant, agile skeleton with great horns affixed to the skull, with one nasty temper. He knew the structure well, a multi-level scaffold with no walls, since the structure was encased in an enormous and tall room.

      He wasn't at all shy about flaunting his knowledge of the room's layout. He expertly raced about each level to get to me, forcing me to find ways to move up to higher levels to stay at least one floor away from the skeletal beast. My movement took me to a very high level of the structure, achieved by flying with my signature arms-shot-straight-up flying method through square holes I found in each level's floor, almost as if there was supposed to be a ladder for each, and of course, the minotaur was close below me. I knew what I could do at this point to stop him once and for good, and I let him reach my level.

      He reached this floor quickly, and stared me down with a nasty smile - well, as much as a skeletal minotaur's human-shaped skull could muster - and proceeded to approach me with a slow walk. He was visibly smaller than his regular size, now matching my height. I would use this to my advantage: I drew him closer to me, and positioned myself behind the square hole in the floor, watching the minotaur walk toward me in a perfect linear fashion. He stepped into the hole and slipped down, both feet first.

      I leaned over the hole and watched with a smile as the (relatively) miniature skeleton fell several stories to the floor and crash-landed on his back. Upon impact he returned to his full and giant size, leaving only his chest and skull (with those giant horns, now coloured rich brown like the wood surrounding me) visible from where I stood. I believe I saw some bones flying off him when he'd smashed into the floor, but he appeared now to be a perfect, flawless, unmoving skeleton. With horns.

      Note: This was another lucid dream induced through simply requesting to have one prior to going to sleep. Is this enough to call it a MILD, even without RCs?
      Categories
      lucid
    3. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 11:02 PM
      09.06.2010
      109: 6.9.10; 12:00PM Miscellaneous Mischief from Clyde, Revisited. (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I dreamed I was going to hang out with some guy, but found I'd have to run through a garden to get to him. I jumped and floated, and got lucid all at once. I took the opportunity to float over a truck in the garden. I met up with the guy, and killed him by whipping knives at him. I ran through the garden and found a paper I'd written for school - which I promptly set on fire. I found myself singing a little and enjoying it a great deal, and wanted to put myself onstage with Protest the Hero. However, things went blurry and I went into a false awakening.
    4. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 11:01 PM
      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.
      Categories
      lucid
    5. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 11:00 PM
      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....
    6. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:58 PM
      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.
      Tags: dild, dreamguide, gun
      Categories
      lucid
    7. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:55 PM
      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.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    8. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:54 PM
      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.
      Categories
      lucid
    9. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:53 PM
      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.
      Tags: couple, totm
      Categories
      lucid , task of the month
    10. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:52 PM
      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.
      Tags: deild, gun
      Categories
      lucid
    11. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:36 PM
      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.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    12. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:35 PM
      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.
      Tags: deild, totm
      Categories
      lucid , task of the month
    13. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:35 PM
      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.
      Tags: deild, totm
      Categories
      lucid , task of the month
    14. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:32 PM
      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.
      Tags: deild, flying, space
      Categories
      lucid
    15. Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

      by , 06-17-2010 at 10:32 PM
      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.
      Tags: dild, flying, space
      Categories
      lucid
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