Clyde Machine's Dream Journal

[Clyde Machine]

The Portal gun! Drinking grape juice. "I'm a ghost of twilight!" Songs sang at the top of my lungs. Knife fights. The Demon's Spellcasting Book. (More on this to come!) Crashing graduation ceremonies. (More than once!) A Skylit Drive. The "Ninja'd" B4k4 EP release party. Cactus plant does 73 damage! ....and way more than you can handle, all in the DJ below! According to the first page of my handwritten dream journal: An Introduction into Clyde Machine's experimentations with Lucid dreaming. 1.3.10 _DV's Task of The Year_ Attempting: Task of the Year 2010: The death of the dinosaurs: watch the asteroid hit The dawn of man: show them how to make fire Ancient Egypt: see how they build the pyramids Exodus: Watch Moses part the Reed Sea Height of Rome: Watch (or participate) in a gladiator fight One of the Crusades: Drink from the Holy Grail July 20th 1969: Beat Neil Armstrong down the ladder Future: Witness how the world ends _COMPLETED GOALS_ "Achieve Lucidity." Have your first lucid dream. (One long enough to log, that is.) Completed 1.15.2010! "Now you're DREAMING with portals." Use the portal gun while lucid, or use portals while lucid. Completed 3.3.2010! "You are a sinner." Take the life of another living being. Completed 3.7.10! "Fly." It's what everyone wants to do. Do it at least once! Completed 3.11.10! _LONG-STANDING GOALS_ I call these "long-standing" goals, or goal "projects" because they are much more than just goals - they will take time, effort, and multiple dreams to do! "Adventure of a Lifetime!" Go on an adventure with Julia! "Building the Temple." Construct and manage your own dream lair. "Oneironaut Honour." Complete your first Task of the Year. _GOALS_ "A house of love." Visit Julia's house and kiss her while there. "A Serious Oneironaut." Have 20 lucid dreams. "Demon's Spellcasting Book." Find the book in the dreamworld, and read its contents. "I lay awake / stuck by this fickle thorn." Write material for a song while lucid. (Words, music, etc.) "Set, Detonate." Assemble, plant, and detonate a high-power explosive. "The Prophet." Meet my/a dreamguide. "Now, bark like a dog." Become a canine of some sort. _CHARACTERS FEATURED_ Sweetheart Julia: My girlfriend of 2 1/2 years; we are very much committed to one another, which has made having a predominantly long-distance relationship that much more bearable. She is a near-constant character in my dreams, and for good reason. If you're an avid reader, you'll come to know her name quite well! Family Members Dad: My dad; very important figure in my life, always has been. Mom/Ma: My mom; also a very important figure in my life, always has been. Sarah: My older sister; moved out of the house to my mother's many years ago, and moved from there to various other locations last year. We are on rather negative terms with each other nowadays. Emily: My little sister; moved out of the house to my mother's a few years ago, retaining regular contact. We are on rather positive terms with each other nowadays. Friends and Important Associates B4k4/Aaron: My good friend B4k4, which is his screenname. He is a writer, musician, gamer, thinker, and a number of other things. An interesting character; shows up in dreams in interesting and mostly unexpected ways. Shini: My good friend Shini, which is his nickname based off his screenname of Shinigami564. He's also a gamer, but is definitely an interesting character to have around. He doesn't show up in my dreams often, but he's there nonetheless. Paul: The singer and rhythm guitarist for my former band, And In The Day She Walks. He's shown up in many of my dreams, but not as much as of late. Mike: The drummer for aforementioned band, shows up in dreams once in a blue moon. Dom: The bassist for aforementioned band, appears as often as Mike does. Michael "Jag" Jagmin: The lead singer of the post-hardcore band A Skylit Drive. I'm a huge fan of ASD, and they've shown up a lot in my dreams. Why that is I'm not sure, 'cause I haven't seen other bands show up in my dreams quite the way ASD have. Matt Tuck: Lead singer and guitarist for metalcore group Bullet for my Valentine. He's been in a few of my dreams as an important figure. Not sure why him though. And, a note and message from Clyde: The title of this dream journal alludes to my interest in a particular object I discovered in one of my dreams, the Demon's Spellcasting Book. While I have yet to delve inside it during a lucid dream, I would like to find out what the contents of the book are, and what my dreaming mind has in store for me with this book. I'm sure this'll turn out to be an interesting adventure, so I'll keep this updated in case there are updates to the story of my quest to find the Demon's Spellcasting Book, and what secrets it holds for me. Why was I given the book? Am I a demon? Can I use the spells inside it? If I am no demon, but just a mere human (albeit a oneironaut at that), what business do I have with such a book? Well, you'll find out the answers to those questions when I do! Read on to see how things unfold. ~Clyde _Demon's Spellcasting Book Quest Progress_ 37: 2.27.10; 9:35AM The Demon's Spellcasting Book. (Non-lucid) - First non-lucid dream involving the book. No discoveries yet made! 48: 3.11.10; 11:18AM Part 2: Any Day Now. (DEILD) - Lucid request for information regarding the location of the book; request not indulged.

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04.01.2010 First Log, 1.4.10; 5:48AM (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream consisted of playing a game, much like an online Final Fantasy game. First I watched a loading map, filling out with drawn details, which I assumed was the intro to the game. I watched as a female player designed her character, and saw a male player come up in-game and ask about a "stick thing", which I clarified as being a potion of sorts, within a wand or scepter. I recall the female character was holding the object the male character was asking about. Everyone spoke freely, as if we were in the same room (as opposed to voice chat), and after the female character finished her avatar, the dream went straight into the game, into first person, and looked/felt like I was standing in-game, not watching a screen. This could be said about the entire dream with the exception of the game's intro, where I felt I was watching it on a wall, but could only see that intro on that wall (not a ceiling, floor, other walls, or any other objects). I recall hearing someone, the male player I presume, say (during the intro) that the game, or maybe just the intro, loaded slow/played slow, to which I thought but didn't say out loud, that we wouldn't have any problems because we were playing a torrent of it on a computer, rather than on a PS2 as the game was alternately played on. This went right into the female character creation. Also, before/during the female character's creation, she designed a steed that resembled a pink/green grunty, from the ".HACK" franchise. This did not appear in-game that I recall. Also, before the intro played through, I was watching a map of the game, and at a northern peninsula of the map showed a marker to indicate a castle. I instantly thought of Disney's magic castle. I felt the presence of Julia, my sweetheart and a big Disney fan, in front of me and to the left of my vision, so I tilted my head to say something to that effect into her ear, but didn't say aything. I turned around, and immediately went into the game's intro. (At no point in the dream did I see another person. I only saw their characters, and sometimes I didn't even see those.) Also, I felt the female player's presence to the left of my body and of my vision during the intro. When the male player spoke, I felt his presence far behind and to the right of me. Second dream: Very vague, but I recall seeing my "Avast!" anti-virus scanner pickup up a bunch of infected files, one after the other. After five or six of them, my computer started to shut down, but instead of the usual Windows Vista backgrounds they had dark gray, metallic-looking backgrounds. I only saw the screen, no other things around me. Third dream:, 9:53AM: Dreamed vividly of being within a Portal-esque game which involved finding keys to bring down immense barriers, probably 30-feet tall. After climbing some obstacles next to a particular barrier, I activated a switch that started the barrier moving in some fashion. Things were vague, but I knew there was another person/player/character nearby, who fell off the obstacles to a lower shelf that I had used to get up to where I was. I worked my way down with a fear of slipping and falling, but managed to slip/slowly fall to that shelf, where some books slid out from under a slight overhang from the obstacle just above the shelf. (The obstacles were stacked in a climbable way up to the shelf, and up to higher points, like where the switch was.) Without hesitation, I opened the nearest book to a page, finding the books were some sort of guitar workbook, almost in a child-friendly fashion. On the page (and the cover) was an anime girl with an acoustic guitar. I then had a red crayon in my hand, and on the page wrote "SUKA plays GUITAR!" (I know not where the idea for that came from.) That's where the dream ended. Other things I remember from dreams/dream fragments: I dreamed I was out by my dad's barn discussing building a stage for the band to play on, the garden being where the audience would be. I dreamed I was at a playground, doing parkour-like movements to avoid my little sister, who was trying to stop me from moving. At one point, I didn't move quickly enough away from some bars I was hanging from, and she had gotten on top of them to step on one of my hands. Later, I was moving around the playground, and decided to let her catch up to me. I lay on the ground after a fall (an intentional one), and she began to press on my chest to check if I stopped breathing. The second time she pressed on my chest, I recall seeing her hand from outside my body, in vicarious fashion, pressing against the white sand I was laying on. The only thing I saw was her hand pressing on the sand, and as she pressed, lines of tension appeared as if the white sand were a white blanket, and I felt the pressure on my chest again even though I understood that she was pressing on the sand, not even near me. With that, the dream ended.

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05.01.2010 Second Log, 1.5.10; 2:31AM (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was seeing a relative, a young girl whom, in retrospect, is not familiar to me. When we heard noises downstairs it became apparent that I wasn't supposed to be there without her parents there, so I left. I then was driving, and my vision went to a distant third-person, flying above the car in "God-mode". I changed vision a lot during this dream, depending on whether I was driving or not. The rest of the dream is lost to me. Second dream, 9:30AM: There was a flood, and many people were escaping it to higher ground. My dad and I were there, both of us wet but on dry ground. I saw a woman trying to get help for her dog, who was stranded on a rock out in the flooded area. It looked more like a bay than a flood, but I recognized it to be a flood. Later my dad was carrying a shotgun and handed it to me. I recall pointing out that I was still not sure how exactly to hold a shotgun. He said to hold it like you're going to shoot with it. He then took it from me and shot into the distance with it, disturbing som ebirds a long distance away. The rest of the dream is lost to me.

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06.01.2010 Third Log, 1.6.10; 10:00AM (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This was the first day of getting into the habit of reading a piece of paper with text on it at various points during the day in the hopes of it appearing within my dreams as a reality check. I haven't seen any changes yet. I dreamed a group of friends and I went to a local music venue called the Galaxy to listen to some local bands play. One of my friends had printed counterfeit tickets to get all of us in. The band we watched had a theatrical act to go with their performance. At one point, two of my friends got up on one corner of the stage and stayed there during teh show, even though some actors had to go over to that part of the stage at times. The stage was nothing like the real one, an obvious inconsistency, but I didn't pay any mind to it, and didn't pickup on it. During this dream, I saw peoples' faces, though I didn't usually look at them directly.

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08.01.2010 Fourth Log, 1.8.10; 8:40AM (2.WBTB 3.DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I recall dreaming that I was at home with my whole family. My older sister had lost ownership to her car to me somehow, and left the house in a hurried and angered manner. I was on a wagon later, a big farm wagon being pulled by a vehicle, and I watched my sister and her friends, who she had rallied together to support her, walk on the road into town to get the car back -- though she didn't know where it was. That's as far as I recalled the dream.Second dream: Later, after going to sleep and wanting to LD, I was dreaming -I recall seeing white everywhere - and instantly recognized I was dreaming. When I did, I had a sensation of having pressure from the atmosphere around me relieved, and I opened my eyes from realizing I wasn't awake. Whether I had a false awakening, or I just got so excited I woke up from the dream, I don't know, but I know I consciously recognized I was dreaming, for the first time since starting the experiment. Third dream: After waking up and writing my log, I decided that I wanted to try that again, to see if I could really test and see if that was really a lucid dream. I slept again, dreaming I was going to a bank to collect some money from my mom's account. They had me stand behind a counter (instead of in front like I should have), and type on a keyboard something about a weapon. Instead of staying to ask about the money, I started heading back into the rooms of the bank that people generally shouldn't be getting into. Instead of rooms, I found a labrynth of sorts, and began wandering. After a few seconds I encountered something, and it was at this point I announced I had the special weapon mentioned earlier. (My arm had something to do with the weapon, since I raised it during the announcement, and knew this during the dream.) This seemed to make me a target or danger to whoever was in the labrynth because I was racing around the maze avoiding something/someone who was looking for me. This somehow transitioned into being in a kind of garden or park, where I needed to get to the far side of it where two statues of a boy and girl stood. I then found I was flying like I was using a jetpack, about a foot off the ground, trying to find the girl who had to make it to the two statues with me if we were to escape/succeed. I circled around after getting near the statues, and searched for her. I found her running along a path away from the general direction of the statues. I followed her, trying to yell to her so I could pick her up mid-flight and take her to the statues, but when I got close she changed direction, toward the statues. At this point we seemed to be in an orange tunnel, and this was when I found I was dreaming. I looked around curiously with my eyes, being careful to to 'break the connection', you could say. I wanted to test the dream for lucidity -- or at least, test to see if I could do something to change the dream. For whatever reason, that change came as a fox, dropping down in front of me while I chased the girl, who I believe attached himself to the girl. I then tried to imagine a more drastic change, one from my own choosing. (I didn't ask for a fox to appear, I just wanted to see a change.) I wanted the environment to change to look like the game Oblivion. The "screen" began to change to a kind of character creation/introduction menu, and at this point the dream became a regular, uncontrolled dream once again. Before waking, I found myself looking down the hallway in an apartment to an African-American man, about 20, sitting in front of a computer. I envisioned myself hitting keyboard keys to somehow make music with them. When the keyboard vanished from my mind and vision, he leaned over to look down the hallway and said something to me to the effect of that he didn't want me to edit his character on the game he was playing. I woke up right after that.

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09.01.2010 Fifth Log, 1.9.10; 10:14AM Part 1 (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed that Julia, my sweetheart, was pretending to be injured and was brought into the bathroom at my house. Only her and I knew she wasn't hurt. My sister Sarah was there and had helped bring her in. I was upset at her for being there and rushed her out so Julia and I could be alone. Julia then was mad because she had wanted a chance to yell at Sarah, but my rushing her out prevented that.

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09.01.2010 Fifth Log, 1.9.10; 10:14AM Part 2 (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Second dream: I was playing/inside a zombie game with other people; the only other person I recognized was my friend Paul. We were in some kind of building backroom with office supplies and a billiard table.We looked for pool cues for weapons, but instead found odd little plastic pointed objects. I grabbed a handful and rushed out into the streets, shouting back, "I'm gonna see if these work! If I don't come back, don't go out there!", with a laugh. I expected them not to work, but surprisingly, everything zombified that I "clicked" with one died instantly. After finding my way to underground structures in the city, I found bats and bat-eating spiders in massive numbers, laying dormants, who were significantly more resistant to the pointed weapons. Among them were two giant gorilla-like figures who quietly patrolled the area. After I started killing spiders and bats, the others started to wake up and rush above ground to the rest of the zombified world. I figured all hell was breaking loose, so it would be in the my best interest to not try to save what was clearly lost. I let out a deep warcry that got the angry attention of the gorillas, who began to pursue me. I rushed down a tight, back-corridor hoping theyd get stuck there, and leapt off the edge of the corridor's end. Here, I felt like I was about to wake up from my heart racing from such a scary dream of being hopelessly chased, but said out loud "I am dreaming" and everything went white. I started wondering if I was dreaming or was laying awake in bed with my eyes closed. I convinced myself if I kept believing I was dreaming, I'd have a lucid dream, but I couldn't hold on, and lost the connection, waking up with my heart beating fast from the chase at the end of the dream.

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10.01.2010 Sixth Log, 1.10.10; 8:45AM (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in the second floor of a hotel or apartment with Julia. A woman, and some zombies, was downstairs and had an object we needed, which was a black and silver cane. Julia needed that cane, and I was determined to get it. We appeared at a graduation ceremony for a college, which I was supposed to be a part of. When I arrived, the ceremony was ending, and I figured the holder of the cane was outside. I tried to rush outside, but ran into my friend Aaron and who I recognized to be a Psychology class teacher. They wanted me to stop and look at something on a wall, probably a map, but I politely turned them down to go after the cane. Later, I found myself somewhere outside, lying next to a log in a field with a blanket on top of me. It began to rain on me, and I got a text message on my phone from Julia that she had gotten the cane back. I tried to tell her I was somewhere getting rained on, but didn't get a chance to before waking.

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13.01.2010 Seventh Log, 1.13.10; 3:59PM (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was within a game once more, this time in a medieval setting, a white castle that sprawled out within a forest. I remember being in a special room of the castle, waiting for the prince and a travelling party to arrive, but didn't want to wait and went out to the front of the castle to wait. I saw him coming and paused the game, going to my map to teleport back to the room to see him arrive there. I woke up before I teleported.

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14.01.2010 Eigth Log, 1.14.10; 9:54AM Part 1 (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed that I found a small piano in my mother's house and wanted to take it home, after playing "Glycerine" by Bush on it. Later in the dream, I realized it wasn't Glycerine, but instead a song I made myself on the piano some while ago in real life. After getting it downstairs to ask my mom and dad about it, I found they were throwing out a lot of stuff from the basement. My dad said that I should just toss the piano as well, but I didn't understand why - he said it was junk, but only one key had anything wrong with it. We got in the van, me still holding the tiny piano, and drove off. I was desperate to convince him to let me keep it since I was so excited from having it. I started to cry in a muffled manner, then proceeded to give reasons I should keep it (after composing myself a bit). I recall pointing out that it was in tune, that I had played a song on it, and that it had pedals a piano should have, since my electronic keyboard didn't have pedals like a real piano should. Eventually he said that in the end he would let me keep it, but that he wanted me to understand where he was coming from. With that, the dream ended. (This dream is full of inconsistencies, including the existence of the piano, the fact I could play it like a real piano despite how small it was, my dad being at my mother's house since he never goes over there, my dad driving the van since he only ever drives trucks, and me crying, since I do not cry over such things as being told I can't have something. Alas, none gave me the idea to do a reality check, so I paid no mind to any of them.)

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14.01.2010 Eigth Log, 1.14.10; 9:54AM Part 2 (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I got to be backstage at a Bullet For My Valentine concert to meet and hang out with the band. For a long while, I simply wandered about with my Randy Rhoades-style guitar (same type Matt Tuck, singer and guitarist of the band, uses), occasionally seeing one of them walk by. (None of them looked like the real members, by the way.) I hung up my guitar and looked around for the band. I ran into a member of the band and took the opportunity to ask for a picture. I recall saying in a very "geeky" voice, "Hey dude, can I get a picture with you guys?", to which he accepted. When a couple other members showed up, I noted how "geeky" I sounded when asking for the picture, to which they laughed. They left the area to keep getting ready for the show, so I went looking for them again. I grabbed my guitar and walked to a different location backstage, which was just as crowded and busy as everywhere else, and ran into three of the guys from the band, who were ready for a picture with me. I stood with them and waited for Matt Tuck to meet up with us. I set down my guitar and pulled my phone out of my pants pocket, and noticed it had been reset. There were none of my pictures or text messages on it - I made a note in my mind to tell Julia that if she had sent any messages that I never got them. Earlier, there was a spot backstage much like a workshop, and I figured the magnets there must've messed with my phone. I went to the camera function and one of the members said they'd have to remember to write me a letter since I was wearing my BFMV shirt. I looked down and (for the first time ever in a dream) I saw my body in the first person. I saw my shirt and leather coat as vividly as real life. I noted that I wasn't wearing my BFMV shirt, but instead my Kentucky shirt. Two of the members pointed at their shirts, which were also Kentucky shirts with a big white "KY" on them. In the dream, I realized they were from Kentucky. (They're not, they're from Wales.) Just then, a door opened nearby and a roadie came out and made a comment about them wearing the shirts with "KY" on them, in the form of a song which I remember ended with a statement that they endorsed the KY brand lubricant "cream", as he sang. I turned to the band and said, "Shows how much he knows - it isn't cream!", to which everyone laughed. Afterwards, Matt Tuck arrived, asking what we were doing. When the guys from the band said we were getting a picture, I went to take off my coat since I was having trouble putting on my guitar for the picture. I took off my coat, seeing myself again, but that I was wearing my Bullet shirt under my Kentucky shirt. I recall seeing a black man crouched nearby, with a top hat on, just looking around at things, who I had seen earlier in the workshop area of the dream, though I don't recall if he had the top hat then or not. I donned my guitar and went for the picture, which is when I woke up.

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"Achieve Lucidity." Have your first lucid dream. (One long enough to log, that is.) 15.01.2010 Ninth Log, 1.15.10; 10:42AM (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I was at my mother's house, arguing with my sister Sarah over the computer she was using. I had pushed the power button off because she wouldn't keep the sound down. She said that if anything had come loose or unplugged from the computer from my doing that, she would break something of mine, which I understood to be anything related to my computer. I said that I agreed, in a very taunting, "let's see you try" manner. But, I included the condition that it had to have the number 9 on it somewhere, with the idea that only things from 2009 (I believe I had meant anything of mine that was old to me, not anything new that I had) would be touched. We shouted at each other for a while, and I kept having trouble keeping my eyes open, they kept drooping down. My ma came out of the hallway just as I called Sarah an "a-hole", and apologized to my mom for hearing me say such a thing. Later, I wound up out in the front yard, away from the house. Emily (my little sister) and ma were in the van, getting ready to leave. I saw Sarah leaving the house for the van and began feeling like the dream was ending. I started feeling this uplifting feeling as I went lucid. The first thing I did then, without much thought, I pulled up my hand and pointed it at her face like a gun and shot, but it did nothing but make her run away. I rushed toward the van in a long run and started thinking about the DV Task of the Month. As I ran, I reached into my coat and tried pulling out a glass of champagne, but it didn't pull anything out. I looked off to my left and saw Emily lying on the ground. I ran over and asked for grape juice. She produced from inside her coat a bottle of grape juice. As she pulled it out, I consciously began yelling, "Aww, yeah! Aww, yeah!" from being exited from going lucid. It was then my dream started to destabilize and I tried pushing my hand through my other hand - it didn't go through. I thought about my other reality check, an orange piece of paper with writing on it (see the first post of this DJ) While I thought about it (not reading it or anything, just thought about the paper with writing on it, turning it over in my mind), the environment turned into an orange beach next to a dark red ocean, with a sunset of the most beautiful gold, against an orange and red sky. Emily handed me the grape juice, still lying down on some kind of blanket. I took the grape juice, uncapped it, laid down, and began drinking. While drinking, I could taste the sweet juice - it was one of the greatest tasting grape juices I'd ever drank, compared to reality. I kept drinking and found that the liquid in the bottle was unending, so I dropped it to the ground, having had my fill. I turned my head while laying there and stared at the sunset, the sun so tiny in the distance. I once more tried to get champagne - I reached for the sun to pick it out of the sky, and put my fingers in my mouth, but tasted nothing. I thought about the advanced task, and started to lose lucidity. I seemd to go back into a regular dream state and saw a blue sky with white clouds, and several men and women floating there with white clothes and wings, plus a white dog with wings. They all shot straight upward to the heavens, and I consciously came out of my dream, happy as a clam. While coming out of the dream, it was almost as if I were lucid again - in my mind, I thought I was ready to wake up, and I just opened my eyes and I was awake once more, immediately writing my log upon waking.

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16.01.2010 Tenth Log, 1.16.10; 8:14AM (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed that I was searching my computer for some folders that my sister Emily had lost on it. I had typed in the title of one of the folders, and when I looekd away, Emily typed in extra search criteria (I remember she typed in the name "Trent Reznor"). I quickly deleted everything she had input and explained that when searching a computer for files, fewer search terms produce more results. While I let the search run and I saw clear text on the screen for the results (I recall seeing my Adobe Photoshop folders come up as a result), I explained that with just a title, we may find some shortcuts to the folders we were looking for which may even pop up before the actual folders do. I woke up shortly afterwards.

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20.01.2010 Eleventh Log, 1.20.10; 5:57AM (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I was at a pool with a girl whom I didn't recognize, but was friends with. Throughout the dream, I never actually got into the pool. The pool was divided by a concrete walkway, and above the pool's halves were dark red ropes of rubber -- both of which I stood and walked on the entire time. She was trying to practice falling into the water then having me pull her out by her feet, which we did several times. We were interrupted by a man I knew from high school coming in and telling us that the pool needed to be cleared out in an hour for someone elses use, and we went to get towels. I stood away from her after getting mine, and dried myself off, though I was barely at all wet.

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21.01.2010 Twelfth Log, 1.21.10; 7:35AM Part 1 (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I was with a group of people in a field at night. I had my lighter with me and lit it to see what was going on, but when I did someone was scared of the flame. I shut it off and told them to watch, and I relit the lighter, and started to make a bold and loud speech about how there wasn't anything to be afraid of. I recall saying that the flame wouldn't go outside the chimney of the lighter, and would always point straight up to the sky, so no one would get burned. When I had finished, a flame appeared high above my head a dark orange glow, and I was recognized as Jesus. I don't know if someone had said it or if it was written somewhere, but I was recognized as a saint and led the people through the dark field. I was later driving with Julia and talked to her about my feelings that I didn't believe myself to be a saint, let alone Jesus. I woke up thereafter.

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21.01.2010 Twelfth Log, 1.21.10; 8:50AM Part 2 (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I had a very short dream that I was meeting relatives in a barn and discovered that one of my brothers was 9 feet tall. (That brother looked like a person I know from one of my classes.) It ended when I tried to get into an online chat with them.

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22.01.2010 Thirteenth Log, 1.22.10; 9:30AM Part 1 I Am Harry Potter. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I was at a rather large mansion that in some ways resembled my mother's house. I was sitting on a staircase inside and was listening to some guys who were making music. When they had finished they started talking about one of the guys there who was a prospective drummer for their group. I stood and walked around the staircase and saw Paul, the singer for my band. After the rest of the guys from the group talked, I hugged Paul and talked about how I felt guilty that someday I'd have to choose between the band and my career with psychology. Later I was walking down the front steps of the mansion with a group of people, talking with an older woman about my mother and grandmother. We reached a car, sitting on a dirt road, and I was told to go up ahead because a car was coming that was following us, and I wasn't to be caught by them. I recognized myself to be Harry Potter, and ran down a path, cutting into a field to escape the pursuing vehicle, after a magic spell shot out from the distance and hit the car, freezing it in place. I found myself standing on a path in a dark, overgrown forest. A video game-style menu popped up where I chose the type of wand I wanted to use, and chose a metal wand with a blue "Twilight" core in it. A ways down the path I saw some kind of demon. Off to the right was a path to a clearing, and off to the left was a path to a clearing with stone structures. I ran down the left path and snuck into the clearing. A group of four or five demons noticed me, and I drew out my wand and slashed at them like it were a shortsword. A couple times I used spells by either thinking "fire", "wind", or "ice", and they would change colours when hit to signify they took damgage. I kept fighting demons for a great long while, and eventually came upon a very large Lego set which I attacked as well, by thinking "lava" and making some of the pieces melt, making the entire set bend and tip.

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22.01.2010 Thirteenth Log, 1.22.10; 9:30AM Part 2 From the Talent Show to a Bombing Mission. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed my band was going to play a talent show for the high school. I couldn't find my band anywhere and had no clue what we were supposed to be playing. I walked by a cheerleading group or dance group wearing white angellic costumes and overheard of the organizers of the auditions getting frustrated with them because one member wasn't in place and wasn't ready. The organizer then said for the next group to get onstage, disqualifying the dance group. They were very clearly upset while getting off the stage, and I started talking to one of them, saying I was sorry to hear what happened to them. I later found myself packing my stuff, even though I saw no sign of anyone else from the band. I (further later) found myself in a field, somehow thinking there were missiles coming in my direction, and I ran for cover. Unfortunately, I saw a missile land right in front of me in a large pond, meaning I just ran toward the missile instead of away from it. I grabbed ahold of a picnic table and held on as the explosion pushed outward toward me. The dream ended shortly after the explosion.

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23.01.2010 Fourteenth Log, 1.23.10; 8:23AM Part 1 The Church: Invaded. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I was in a church with some friends, trying to act like I was a Christian Catholic and like I belonged there, though I didn't question why. After getting outside, everyone inside the church came out and seemed to be having a kind of picnic or large social event on the lawn outside the church, which looked about the size of a university. I was with my friends joking that me acting like I belonged there was "whack", and the black preacher, wearing an all-black suit and black top hat, heard me and said he hoped I meant the good kind of whack. I started saying what I recall to be, "Naw, man, it's cool, I mean the good kind of whack." He left me be, dancing around with the people around him as he left. I went to get a picture of him and noticed Julia in the crowd, a long ways away and to the left of the crowd. I called her phone a while later when night had fallen, and only got her voicemail, which informed me that she was on a plane for a field trip for her school. I was mad that I had to wait to talk to her, and missed her a lot, and stayed by myself throughout the rest of the social, wandering about and going to get a taco before waking up.

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23.01.2010 Fourteenth Log, 1.23.10; 10:00AM Part 2 All It Takes. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I got to try arranging or directing a music video for the band A Skylit Drive for their song "All It Takes For Your Dreams To Come True", (funny to dream about that, eh?) in whcih a group of people are followed by a crazed woman and a group of people she is with, and by the end of the video, a bomb goes off within the proximity of all the people involved with the video. I saw the singer, Michael Jagmin, laying on the floor, and I extended my hand to help him up. Just then, I was driving in a car at night with two of the other guys from the band, their two guitarists. They were discussing with me a contest a local radio station was hosting, involving them. I asked if the prize package include a CD, and they said that it didn't. I later dreamed I was driving my mom's van and ran over some cars on the way back to my house.

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24.01.2010 Fifteenth Log, 1.24.10; 10:00AM B&N Breakup. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I was wandering about Barnes & Noble at night. I came with a friend who brought her boyfriend, whom she found she couldn't stand. I met up with her near the checkout after we'd all been separated a bit (I had found myself some blue coloured wine and drank a little in some back bookshelves while wandering). She was gift-wrapping something for her boyfriend, Derek, and hurried out of the store when it was done. I went with her to the far end of the parking lot. Derek hadn't followed us, until we reached her vehicle and I heard him shouting to us from far behind. He reached us and asked if she had gotten a phone for him for their anniversary. She hadn't, but assured him it was in the package she had wrapped. He excitedly hopped into the passenger seat. I asked if it was cool if I sat between them, in the only remaining available seat. He agreed and I buckled myself in. The dream ended before we left the parking lot.

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25.01.2010 Sixteenth Log, 1.25.10; 6:33AM Another Zombie Apocalypse Experience. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I had a short dream I was in a zombie apocalypse. After finding everyone in town had panicked and fled, I looked around empty stores for things (weapons) to loot. I came across a warehouse-like store, where I picked up a flamethrower in the form of a long rod. I saw a person patrolling the warehouse from a raised platform and made eye contact. He wasn't zombified, but wanted to fight me, seeing me as a threat. I held up my hands to stop him when he jumped down, and explained that I didn't know what was going on. He explained that he was there to stop zombies from getting in, and pointed to a glass wall that a zombified man was trying to chainsaw through. The wall broke and I bolted for a ladder to get out of the warehouse. The man got attacked and said "one", meaning that I was the only non-zombified person left there, knowing he would become one in time. I passed him on the way to the ladder, seeing him lay there dying. As I passed, he said "zero - just don't eat sprites, they're nasty", which I understood to mean that he didn't think I would escape the zombies, and that he'd seen one something called a sprite, which I assumed was a monster of some kind. I scrambled up the ladder and found it stopped at the ceiling, leading nowhere. I jumped straight outward from it in the hopes of catching onto something to keep alive. A zombie was right on my tail and jumped at me right as I woke up.

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26.01.2010 Seventeenth Log, 1.26.10; 12:51AM "Overdrank." (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed a very obscure dream that I was drunk (not drinking, just drunk) with Julia. I noticed then that I was driving while drunk, having vision problems being the most noticeable part of being drunk. I later asked her to drive for me, since I "overdrank". I switched seats with her, and before the dream ended I found myself playing some kind of fantasy game.

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27.01.2010 Eighteenth Log, 1.27.10; 7:01AM Sweeps. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I was riding in the truck with dad. We were pulling up to an intersection and a boy started walking towards us with his head down, unaware of the truck even being there. Dad was getting upset as the boy drew closer, afraid he was going to get hit, though we were sitting still. The boy bumped into the truck's headlight, at last seeing us there and changing his path. Dad sat there, visually upset that he'd come so close to hitting someone with the truck. Later on in the dream, I was inside a well-lit living room that was unfamiliar to me. Sitting next to me was my (2nd) cousin Tiffany, asking me to do "sweeps" on the guitar. I readjusted the guitar on me and chose a spot to play at, and played a clean, quick sweep on the top three strings. Then she said something very odd, saying I should play a sweep representing "pent-up sexual energy". I didn't know how to go about doing that, so I positioned my fingers high on the fretboard to play the same sweep in a different place, but modified it, dropping one of my fingers down, and playing each note slowly. I let them ring out, sitting there and stared where my eyes were fixed to (at the carpet or the wall), in a trance from the sound.

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28.01.2010 Nineteenth Log, 1.28.10; 6:49AM Part 1 War Underground. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I dreamed I was using my lighter for some use like a weapon in a fantasy world involving warriors, oriental in appearance, and an oriental woman who I was speaking with for most of the dream. We were all in an underground series of tunnels, more or less identical to those under the Imperial City in the game Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion. After the woman spoke with one of the warriors, she retreated in an underground passage, closing a door to prevent my following her. I tried to ask her what was wrong, but she was upset with me and wanted nothing to do with me. The warrior she talked to met me and told me a war was going on, specifically ordering me to invade an enemy section of the undergound and retrieve some ancient armour pieces. If I wasn't going to help them, I was told to leave, so I went to retrieve the armour. I woke up before reaching the armour's location, but got to kill swarms of tiny purple bat/spider creatures before waking.