All DJ Entries

Still WILD’ing noon and night. Trying to find the REM “sweet spot” that allegedly exists sometime “late noon to early evening” (There’s a micro-window for you) Also, tried to WBTB + WILD on my favourite spot, the comfy recliner at about 6.30 am after abandoning the attempt in my bedroom.

I don’t like WILDing there…somehow it doesn’t feel comfortable…too cramped. Secretly, I’ve always felt it’s haunted by the ghost of a young girl who was murdered by the previous owner. OK, I’m a writer but I’ve seen her in a hypnagogic vision…well that’s my story, and I certainly wouldn’t bother expanding it into a novel.

As always, I can feel my shrunken brain trying hard to assemble a dream. (Yep, our brains shrink apparently, between youth and old age…mine’s probably walnut-sized by now) I have to remember what I’ve put it through these past few weeks. There it was dozing, in its now-echoing cranial cavity, when I started giving it hell.

I now realise that, if I decided to tone my body up, I would have to start gently and gradually increase the pace. It never occurred to me that my brain would probably also need a graduated workout…and the way I’ve felt these past few weeks is all the reminder I really need. Gently does it.

Still, I got two dreams last night and pinned down 5.40 and 8.40am as end-of-REM cycles

Dream 1. Supposedly my family, but a hybrid of them and work acquaintances plus a celebrity off the TV. It involved trying to teach someone catering and leaving them in charge while I napped…then justifying that to “relatives”

Dream 2. Flying is back! (a recurrent dream from a few years ago) This time flying through an underground facility then hitting problems trying to fly the last few feet to a window of perhaps a control room (the limited height thing again)

Dreams awash with DreamSigns but no matter…my brain’s still tying to cope with Wild’ing so it’s probably too much to expect it to whisper prompts from the wings.

I cant concentrate long enough to even repeat mantras in my head at the moment.
My sleeping is all screwed up.

1.
Did not remember.

at some seaside town group of us two cars are there to take us somewhere some of the women get in 1st car 2 men in suits and shades say we have to get in second car i see they have gun in the car i know were in danger get them distracted and we jump in car and drive off drive passed new building thats been done up to look like egyptian all gold with dog statues either side i know the hidden treasures are in there. we had giant dog with us the men are after something we have or know ?

in some flat somethings going on somethings gone missing noone knows who took it

At some like fish mongers im in que a womans in front of me hes the fishmonger selling giant sea shells picking them up letting water run through some still have pearl in woman takes pearls out theres squid and other sea creatures in the water too the woman chooses loads of shells im thinking i hope theres some left for me

The dream begins with my family packing my father's car with food supplies. Apparently either my entire family or just my father is wanted by the FBI and we/he needed to escape town. We proceed to pack the car with more supplies when I hear a beeping noise emitting from the undercarriage of the car. My first thought was that this was a tracking device placed there by the FBI. This tracking device would have made escape pointless since the FBI would always know where we were, so I tried to find it and remove it. It took awhile to find it but I found it attacked to the undercarriage of the car on the passenger's side. The tracker was just a small, metal chrome box.

I began thinking about what I would do with the tracker. I couldn't destroy it otherwise the FBI would know we found their tracker and would move in. I also couldn't move it too far or they would know we had found and disposed of it. Not knowing what I should do, I placed the box on the curb until I could find out what to do with it. I then walked back to my house and, as I did so, I heard a crashing noise in the direction of the car and realized that one of my family members had destroyed the GPS tracker. Suddenly a minimap popped up in front of my eyes and it showed 2 dots. 1 of the dots was green and the other was gold. The green dot represented my family car and I knew full well that the gold dot represented the FBI extraction team coming to arrest us/my father.

Astonished at the FBI's response time, I finally understood that we were doomed to fail on our quest to escape the FBI from the outset. There was no chance we could have escaped, GPS tracker or not. I accepted our failure as an inevitability and woke up.

Good evening.
I am needing help with 2 recurring dreams that have been going on for the past 3-5 years.
The first one is a recurring dream rthat I am pregnant. I am ecstatic, but as time progresses I realize that I have not gone into labor & that giving birth is not in the near future although I've carried the baby to term. in short, I never have the child. I cannot provide alot of detail as I've had this dream sooo many times. The setting or ppl may change on the dream but the situation is always the same. A little before I started having these dreams, I would have the reoccurring dream that I had a child that i'd just simply forgotten about. my other children would be in the dream which I was aware of, then out would hit me like a ton of bricks that I had another child. it would scare the daylights out of me & I'd frantically try to find the child (which I usually did, the child was usually an infant & would be mildly malnourished). And oddly enough, years before that I had an isolated dream that I was walking with two children.....they were completely black (not race wise but like charcoal), shriveled with no facial features at all. I don't relate any of these dreams to pregnancy our mothering issues because I've been pregnant 7 times, had 7 live births & my children are happy, healthy & well taken care of. I've been so lengthy so I'll save the other recurring dream for another time. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated!!

Jimmy's show was behind my apartment in NY. Jules was walking out back in a red jacket. Rode the elevator up to my place - Jules behind me - I looked up and he was tall. Cara and someone named Alana Evans. It was fun. Lots of holding hands.

This is my first time posting, but I had a Lucid Dream only one time and what i remember was nothing short of weird.
I was reading a Stephen King book before i went to sleep, and it was getting pretty gruesome. I decide its late and begin to fall asleep. Now i remember my dreams often as I have kept a dream journal. Yet just as i was starting to dream I realized i was dreaming. This made me open up my eyes and what i saw threw me off. I saw the room i was staying but it looked different, and as i was looking around I kept thinking "WOW i did it im Lucid". Yet as i looked about the room I saw the room as if my eyes were made of glass and had cracks through them with no point of origin. I then got excited and stayed in my bed and was trying to think about something to do. My mind immediately went to the gruesome death i just read about. "No! i thought and tried to think of the next thing, which was Zombies at the time. Before i could think of something else I felt this groggy sound behind me and then i hear almost breathing but choking. I knew I could feel a zombie right behind me just waiting for me to turn around. So instead of turning around i closed my eyes even harder and desperately tried to think of this girl i really liked.
Then i woke up completely and turned around to see no zombie, i believe i scared myself awake.
Ever since this has happened i haven't been able to LD again, but i do have vived dreams and i'm starting to do reality checks all the time.
Was wondering if anyone had any helpful tips to become Lucid again and what i should do for a real awesome experience.

So I've decided to do a 30-day challenge of using the SSILD technique. I have experimented with the technique before with somewhat mixed success. So this time I'm going to use nothing but SSILD for the next 30 days and record how many LD's and FA's I get. So here we go:

Day 9

I had to be up early this morning, so I didn't set my alarm for five hours after bed (although I woke up then anyway...). I did have one dream where I was working at the grocery store (I worked 10 hours there yesterday, what can I say?). I don't remember much more than that. After all my daily activities, I took a nap at 4:00 pm. I tried to do the cycles then, but I fell asleep pretty quickly. Fortunately (and unfortunately), my mom called me and woke me up at 4:30. I managed to do the cycles this time completely, and finally, after a 4 day drought, I had an LD.

I was at some sports training camp (which is weird, since I don't do sports at all...) with my older brother. He was trying to train me to be less of a pushover (pure sibling motivation...). He kept shoving me, telling me to stand up and fight for myself. I suddenly became somewhat-lucid. I rubbed my hands together to stabilize the dream. I built up all the power I could will and shoved him back, and he went flying several feet backwards. Suddenly, the scene changed to the gymnasium of my high school. My brother was back up off the ground and said something like, "Now you're ready." I walked out of the gym and apparently hopped on some car like Mario Kart. I was racing down the road ("racing" doesn't necessarily mean fast...) towards the other side of the school. At like 2 or three parts of the "race", some of the buildings were kind of alive (like in the movie "Monster House") and flying over the track in some sort of pattern trying to keep me from getting by. I remember being terrified each time I would approach one and feeling a huge sense of relief after passing it safely.

I soon came across this guy from my work (who happens to hate me for no reason, but I digress...) who needed help transferring all of his bags of groceries from the bed of his truck to the back seat of his van, which was already mostly full of plastic bags already.* I began by taking out the bags two at a time and setting them in the van like I usually do, but then I realized this would take much too long. I said to him, "I'll just throw the bags in there. After all, I have the most accurate arm in the world." I then proceeded to throw the bags into the car (something I'd probably be fired for if I did in real life...). Although my throwing motion felt weird, every pitch went exactly where I wanted it. I soon got tired of this as well, so I continued to throw bag after bag over my shoulder without looking until the truck was empty. I then shut the door of the van and drove off in my Mario Kart again. Once again, the flying buildings tried to stop me, although this time they had a slightly different pattern.

I remember waking up, although it was in a strange place (I think back at my high school). I got up and went to the bathroom, but I was kind of disappointed since my LD was over. I didn't want it to end, so I did an RC just to make sure it was over. I plugged my nose, but I could still breathe through it. I was back in the gym of my high school at the water fountain. I think I went outside and got on my stupid Mario Kart again. Once again, the buildings tried to stop me, this time seeming more human and less pattern oriented. I pulled around to the football field and stopped. As I walked out to the field, I felt the dream destabilize, and I soon woke up.

Although disappointed that I completely forgot all my LD intentions, I was excited that I finally broke my slump.

Day 9: LD - 1, FA - 1
TOTAL: LD - 5, FA - 3

*This was actually very similar to a real scenario I had at work yesterday. There was a family on vacation that bought three carts full of groceries (~$500-$600 worth). It took two employees (me and one other guy) to help them take out their groceries and load them into their car. There was no room up front, so we had to fit everything into their very small trunk, which was already somewhat full of various items. And their groceries included two 24-packs of beer and 8 12-packs of soda. We were literally cramming groceries in every space we could find. This is possibly the most specific real life scenario that has been replicated in my dreams.

Some of these might be fragments. I saw through the eyes of Colin Moulding who was the bassist and a songwriter for the band XTC. I was walking as him (Though I don't know how he looks now; He looked no older than 40 in the dream and he's nearing 58 as of 2013.) and I was in a city, Perhaps I was walking from the local Goodwill store and across a pedestrian crosswalk which was similar to a nearby town. At some point I was walking with a clown on my left side. We walked into a restaurant or salad bar; The salad bar resembled a store that in waking life was in a nearby town and once held a pizza parlor. The building it was in was also a theater building. We went onto the deck in the back (Which isn't there in waking life) and the clown sat in the chair nearest the door but with his back to the door as I sat in a chair facing him, which means I faced the door too. We had big salad bowls and I started stuffing my face with greens, Then he said "No, Eat smaller bits like this! It's more fun." Or something very similar to that. Not long after that, I woke up.

Notes:

Colin Moulding penned the lyric "Making Plans for Nigel" And sang it.
The clown wasn't thin.
I was thinking of Bozo the clown after I woke, Though the clown in the dream didn't resemble him much.
I don't think the clown had hair.

EDIT: "The Local Goodwill" Meaning the Goodwill store local to another nearby town. The salad bar which was a Pizza Parlor was not in that town.

UPDATE, 16/December/2014: I fixed some grammatical errors.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was in some futuristic city on the roofs and was using some kind of energy/laser version of grappling hook.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was on the ship and i was searching for something.

Dream 3(fragment):

There was something related to school and library, and i was talking to some people.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was watching some kind of anime where some kind of monks gained some powers of summoning and they were able to summon some powerful beings, then in some mountain/forest area they were fighting with some humanoid enemies using those powers, then they found a way to become even more powerful.
Later there was some girl character and she was experiencing alot of hallucinations, some about fish, and she was crying.

been a while since i did anything with LD been real busy at tafe and shit but now i have time to get back into it and i cant remember anything from last nights dream couse i didnt get to sleep till like 3:00 this fucking ritalin is keeping me up all night

I was sitting here, bored and drowsy, so I decided to try doing an FILD. I lied down and started slightly flexing my index & middle fingers like you're supposed to. Not long after, I felt sorta weightless. It felt as though I or the bed were spinning in space. I tried a few RCs by trying to breathe through my nose whilst I pinched it shut. I was awake each time, but I'm sure I was on the verge of an LD. I even tried calling out my crush's name to see if she would appear. It all felt very strange.

I'm driving a big van at high speeds with a unknown accomplice riding with me. We are going down roads within the city limits of a town I never seen before. I don't recognize him in real life but he seems to be a good friend in the dream..A loyal partner in crime. We are being chased by someone. I don't know if it is the police or just a group of enemy's but they are hot on our trail.


My accomplice see's a stop sign and has a plan to use it to evade the people chasing us. I don't like the idea at first because I fear that stopping to get the sign will cost us too much time and get us in trouble. I finally decide it is a good idea so I tell him to leave on foot and I will get the sign. After he leave I drive the van right into the sign and knock it down. I hit it again to knock it loose. I throw the stop sign in the back of the van and then leave.

*Dream Shifts*

My friend apparently got caught. I was no longer in the dream and I just see him behind bars in jail. I now see that he is flamboyantly gay. He has a strange goatee with only two patches of hair on the sides of his lips. He is happy and doesn't seem upset about being caught.

I was in the school field in my PE kit, I remember being with a friend.

I was in class with a friend and we had this long conversation about games I think.

I was on the call of duty map - bloc. I was inside one of the rooms when I saw this container, I opened it and there were these chocolate snacks. I thought maybe I shouldn't eat one because it was quite late at night, but I did anyway, I picked it up and before I could eat it I woke up due to my alarm. Kinda weird how that set out though, it was like I was never going to eat that chocolate, and I was going to wake up without having a choice, kinda like I knew I was going to wake up very soon in the dream.

Recall isn't great because i'm recalling 12 hours after I woke up, not very clever I know. Need to start consistently recording my dreams, and get a new DJ. Recalling has changed dramatically ever since I ran out of space in my DJ.

So, I usually end up dreaming about the first day of school in my dreams, but last night I dreamt about the last day for some reason. But anyway, time to get started.

I am sitting in my Spanish classroom. It is the last day of school and I only have minutes until the final bell rings. Normal for a dream, I have different classmates, but I think all of them or most of them I know IRL. I begin to observe all the attractive girls around the room( lol ikr) and think about how I won't see any of them until the next year. Finally, the bell rings and we all jump up and rush for the door. Everyone runs out of the classroom into the hallway. Surprisingly, the school is arranged normally. My friends and I now walk together as I look in my book bag. I see a large stack of loose leaf paper, plotting my devious plan. I look back and forth, and see no teachers. I pull out the stack and quickly lunge it into the air. The stack sticks together and lands on the floor nearby. My friends laugh as I realize the paper was still in the plastic packaging. My one friend now comes over with his planner getting people's names and numbers so he can stay in touch. I take the planner and write out my name and number(I realized when I woke up it was an old phone number I haven't used in years).

Now the scene changes to me outside of my old elementary school. I walk up the parking lot and proceed to the playground in the back. I haven't attended school here in nearly ten years, I get a large nostalgia rush from seeing it all. I am now intrigued when I see one of the trees in the playground has grown to a massive size. We're talking two hundred feet tall and twenty feet wide!!! Surprised, I pull out my iPhone and open up Twitter and tweet a picture of the tree. If I recall correctly, the tweet said "I haven't been here in awhile!" Not too long after, I awake.