...from the dark corners of my mind...

DJ Log: September 09, 2010 – Morning, 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am walking into an entirely white room, and quickly become lucid. A good looking young guy is sitting on a couch, staring at me. I slowly walk over and sit close beside him. He begins to massage my shoulders while I turn slightly and lay on his lap. A wonderful feeling of love fills me completely. His hands move to my chest as I lean back, pinching and teasing my nipples. I put my left arm around him and look into his eyes. Becoming quite aroused, I looked at my hands for a moment to help prolong the dream. His hands move slowly toward my waist line. My heart is pounding and I am as hard as a rock. He slowly slides my shorts off and begins to give me oral. It felt so incredibly good. I close my eyes and lean my head back. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 09, 2010 – Morning, 4:15AM (USA Eastern)
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I can't recall the entry point, but I am walking with a couple of people through a sparsely wooded area. My leg is hurt and I can't walk very well. We are crossing a small bridge over a muddy creek bed. I am stopping to sit down for a brief moment because my leg is bothering me. After resting for a bit, we begin to walk around again. There is a long-handled tool (possibly a shovel) laying along the trail. I pick it up and notice that there is something wrong with the end of it. I swing the tool into a tree a couple of times and it passes through the tree as if the laws of physics didn't apply. I became lucid at this time.

While asking myself, “How did I get here?”, the scenery quickly morphs into a very dense forest. The air is filling with sounds of birds and animals. While watching these changes take place before my eyes, I discover a snake climbing up a tree. The snake has smooth tree bark for skin, which flows fluidly from head to tail as the snake moves through the tree. A small monkey is climbing in a tree above and loses its grip, causing quite a bit of commotion. When I hear the sound and look up to see the monkey, the sky changes from dark blue into a plasma-like swirl of intensely bright colors. I lose my balance and stumble while staring upward. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 07, 2010 – Morning, 5:00AM (USA Eastern)
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Walking with a few people down a highway, crossing a huge multi-tiered interchange. There were no sidewalks on most of the journey. I could hear a clicking sound that slowly morphed into music. After a moment, I could clearly recognize what was playing. Having now realized that the music I was hearing was the music I left playing before going to sleep, I became lucid and looked for a second reality check.

While searching, a set of stairs began to appear just off the side of a ramp. I am walking up the stairs and (Note: Sudden scene change) found myself inside the lobby of an old hotel. We walked to the elevator and pressed the button. Could hear the elevator going up and down, but it never arrived. While waiting for the elevator, an older lady behind the counter said “You don't want to take that elevator. It's hot in there.” After waiting for a bit longer, I decided to take the stairs. All of the people who were previously with me were now gone. I am climbing the stairs which lead into a dark hallway. I step into the hallway and flip several switches, but the lighting never changes. There is a mirror at the end of the hallway. Upon walking toward it, the dream dissipates quickly. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 06, 2010 – Morning, 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am traveling via vehicle to a large school building. First, I complete some paperwork at the front office before heading back to a classroom. The desks were very small and tightly cramped. I barely fit in the chair and am jammed, shoulder to shoulder between the people next to me. Every desk has a laptop-like device on them that would interact with the instructor's projection screen. The percentage of right/wrong answers are displayed, as well as questions that other students are asking. The class seems like a low-level math class, as we are adding and subtracting two and three digit numbers.

After answering a few questions, the teacher told us all that we could take a break. He also said that we could go outside and smoke if we wanted to. I am walking around with a few other students for a bit looking for a good door to use, but all seemed to be blocked by something. An open classroom directly by the door, or a janitor working right by the door, or something else that prohibited our clean exit. After a bit of searching, I split from the other students and went back out the front door by the main office. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 05, 2010 – Mid-afternoon nap, 4:30PM (USA Eastern)
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I am traveling by foot to a building that appears to be a flea market, primarily with tools and mechanical hardware. The store is very cluttered and disorganized. I found myself sorting through a couple of shelves of very small tools and items, looking for interesting items. I was placing these interesting items in a pile on a desk or bench top. After dropping a small part, I look around on the floor and discover several items underneath the desk/bench I am at. I found a long screwdriver and a tire iron, and use these to reach under and extract some of the items. I found a couple of small plastic boxes which contained the collet and parts for a Dremel-like machine.

While examining what appeared to be a miniature hacksaw, an employee of the store approaches me and asks if I need any help. I explain that I just dug this out from underneath the bench, and asked how much he wanted for it. He never gave a price, but proceeded to reach over to a shelf and retrieve a manual for the device, as if he knew where everything was at. He began to read some of the assembly instructions from the manual.

I remember collecting a handful of the items that I had piled up and walking away from the area I was digging around in. This was the dream's exit.