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DJ Log: March 16, 2011 – 9:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am riding in a car with a female friend to an automatic car wash behind a gas station. There is a pay station in front of the bay door, but it has a sign on it that says, “Free Wash Today.” She drives into the car wash bay, but there is no washing equipment inside. It's just an empty garage space with only a single overhead light. She says, “I'm going inside to ask what's wrong with the car wash.” We drive out the other side and park, then go inside the gas station's convenience store.

The store is very crowded and noisy. There are quite a few people waiting in line to order food at the deli counter and there is a long line at the cashier. Some guy is arguing with the cashier about them putting too many pickles on his sandwich. He is picking the pickles off the sandwich and counting them out loud as he drops them on the counter. I roll my eyes and go back outside to see a whole line of clean wet cars coming out of the car wash, some of them still soapy. There is a tractor-trailer rig and a cement truck waiting in a long line to enter the wash bay. I couldn't help but think that they fixed the car wash and I should find my friend so we can wash the car.

When I turn around to go back into the store, there is a girl sitting at a small round table immediately outside the entry door. She is reading a book and does not respond when I ask her to move. I push at the table, but it won't move. I grab the door handle and pull really hard, scooting the table out of the way with the door.

Once inside, I walk to the back of the store and pick out a soda from the cooler, then walk over to a shelf and look at the small bags of chips and snacks. There is a bag a Hawaiian Onion potato chips with a $1.29 price tag and a small bag of popcorn right next to it with a price tag of $11.99. I pick up a bag of popcorn and look at it again to see that the price tag has disappeared. I pick up another bag and the price tag falls off onto the floor. I want to pick up the price tag, but find myself distracted by a couple of guys standing at the next aisle that are giving me a really strange look.

I wake up to see that I overslept a bit and am late to work.

DJ Log: March 16, 2011 – 4:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am standing with a huge crowd of people in the middle of a shopping mall. A guy is walking around with a clipboard, counting and registering us for some kind of a hide-and-seek game throughout the mall. I sign the sheet, then walk with several others into a Radio Shack store. I'm looking at the first glass display case and see that there is a micro-cassette recorder for $100, but right next to it is a digital voice recorder for only $15. I ask one of the sales associates why there is such a drastic price difference when I see one of those stupid shake weights sitting on the next display case. I immediately thought about the SNL skit of all the girls “jerking off” the shake weight, so I asked to see it. The salesman wouldn't let me have it, then he picks it up and hides it under the counter, saying, “No, you can't jerk it off! ...Pervert...”

Click image to see the SNL Shake Weight parody on YouTube.

A couple of us walk over to the round center island display where a salesman is handing out various electronic items to everyone. Suddenly, I see the shake weight again. I run to grab it, but the guy knocks it off the counter and hides it again. I say, “I don't need the stupid shake weight. I can do just fine without it.” I make the physical motion of having one in each hand, shaking them toward my face and sticking out my tongue like the last girl in the SNL parody video.

I woke up laughing, then wrote in my DJ.

In my classroom at work, one of the kids PC is standing by the window saying "girls" (he never says this.. ever). I walk towards him and.. I think he changes into someone else? But he starts sawing at my arm with a butter knife.. and in defense I do the same to him. I realize what I'm trying to do isn't working on him.. but when it's over I am covered in my own blood from slices on my legs, arms, and face. I don't want my mom to see (???) so I have a sweatshirt on and I pull up the hood.

Plan: Night 3 of my MILD challenge, when I fell asleep last night I was wishing I could do something to help with the disaster down in Japan, things are such a disaster down there... I don't even have money to donate... I was thinking if I could just AP a lot better than I could use that ability to find survivors, even to find those who have passed so their loved ones could have closure. I was focused on that, and I had a lucid dream where I did just that. It felt like my consciousness was jumping from one animal to another and searching for survivors...

I am in a different place, I am lucid, but I'm not in Japan, which is what had been on my mind when I fell asleep. Instead I am on the moon, and Nomad is there with me. He says he thinks some of the people from other worlds that we are in contact with such as Washu, Q, etc. can possibly manage to communicate with the people trying to keep the nuclear power plant in Japan stable… if they can manage to communicate, maybe they can help. I tell Nomad I really wish there was something I could really do to help… He says all we can do is try. We teleport to the nuclear plant, along with the people I mentioned who are going to try to help, there are somewhere around 180 men and women rotating in and out of the plant, sea water is being brought in to cool the reactor core, radiation levels are high. Washu says the right kind of energy field can help neutralize some radiation… which is also energy… though it won't help if there is a meltdown… there doesn't seem to be a lot I can do there.

So now I am in a city, or what's left of a city. The place is a complete disaster, it looks like I was completely wrong about there being even a vague chance of finding anyone in that place who is still alive. I am having feelings of hopelessness, but since I am non-corporeal right now, I go ahead and phase through some of the rubble to look farther underneath it. More destruction… solid rubble… just a total disaster.

The dead, I only spot a couple of bodies, but there are spirits of those who have passed being drawn to me since I am in a form similar to them but still connected to a living body. They are lost and confused, some don't even seem to realize they're dead. I try to tell them they need to move on to the next world, some do so, others don't want to admit they're dead, and still others don't even believe in another world after this one. I find a survivor. Now what? She is trapped, unable to move, too weak to make much sound. I find a short way to the surface. After a short look I find a rescue dog and enter the dog's mind, a friendly dog, a good dog wants to help. The dog and I guide a rescuer back to the trapped woman. Perfect! I can get the animals to help! I enter a bird and harass a rescuer until he finally follows me to a some trapped animals that are still alive.

As a kitten, I lead a rescuer to a man and his daughter who are trapped, drawing attention with plaintive mews. Still as a cat, I find a woman buried in rubble. I can't find anyone to help, she is so deep down… and hurt too badly. All I can do is stay by her side and purr… she seems to find some comfort in the kitty beside her purring… the kitty is also crying…

I had another lucid, but it faded quite quickly:

I was climbing up a grassy hill, it was nighttime and I was with two other people. I could feel the blades of grass as I ran my fingers through them. I decided to do an RC but I was like, "Stuff it, lets just assume its a dream anyway." So I began rubbing my hands together and running them along the grass. When I thought my dream was stable I felt like I had sleep in my eyes so I rubbed the corners of my eyes without closing them. My dream then derailed.

Nonlucids:

I dreamt I was sitting my psychology exam (which is actually today).

I dreamt that my friend was really good at piano.

I was at school just walking with some friends. We came to a futuristic building and went inside, but sadly everything after that gets foggy. Although I do remember being in a Gothic style balcony with magnificent arches and it being night time outside. Then I did something with my parents. Hmm... that's pretty much all I remember, could be worse though. :/

I'm in this dream, when suddenly this gorilla comes out, I believe my objective is to pass him alive. Suddenly a T rex comes out, and then an even bigger (about 5 times bigger) T rex comes out and starts eating the smaller T rex. I see it's my chance to run, I book it past them when the dream ends.

(New dream)
I'm in the dream and for some reason I need to hide from these soldiers (They look to be cambodians or some other south asian group)
Me and the people I am with put on these lab coats of sorts and pretend to work, this soldier runs into the room I am in and asks me some question in a language I can't understand. I say something like "Me speak english", somehow with me speaking in english I have blown my cover, when suddenly the dream restarts to where I am supposed to hide again.
This time I put on a lab coat and again enter the same room, this time the soldiers enter my room and leave through another door paying no attention to me. Everything after that is forgotten.

I feel as though this was a really epic dream for some reason, I guess I'll never know though.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at work, and we were closing. I was working with like 3 or 4 other people. All the lights were off, and I had already counted down my drawer, when a bunch of customers walked in, and my coworkers started to serve them, even though we were about to leave. This went on until about 11:30pm, when we close at 9pm. There were still people in there at that time.

Then, I was in the back, and I felt like I looked different. My stomach looked distorted and muscular, and my face felt a little off. I think I even looked in the mirror at some point, and thinking it looked different. I knew that I was turning into a horse. I also knew that this was something that happened to me once a month, and it lasted for a few days. It was really bizarre. I know Ryan was there, and I had to explain it all to him. I "remembered" myself as a magenta horse, walking around in the coffee shop. I had a purple and red striped sweater on. I remember debating on whether or not I should wear a shirt during the transformation, or just going around as a "naked" horse.

I was then in a bedroom, and Ryan was there with me. He was laying on the bed. I thought he'd be really put off by my transformation. I kept thinking he was, but I don't think he really cared that much. Then, I felt myself transforming. I felt my back muscles and bones enlongating. I kept feeling it come in waves. It was a really strange sensation. I also remember looking at my hands, and imagining them turning into hooves.

Then, I was wading in a creek. There was a little boy there with me. He got swept off in a deeper, more rough park of the creek. He went underwater, and I pulled him out and saved him so he wouldn't drown.

Then, I remember fighting some huge, 3-headed flower beast. I "remembered" fighting other ones similar to it beforehand. My mom was with me.

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I was about 14 or 15, and my brother was 12 or 13. I remember being at some weird computer with a white screen. We were outside. The computer was at a kiosk-type thing. I think it was outside of a school. My mom was with us. Throughout this whole dream, I knew I was experiencing my past, and that what was happening had already happened.

Then, I saw my brother as a host on Nickelodeon with another guy his age, who, in the dream, was called Ricky Lake. They were hosting some party, and were on live television. They both had microphones and were talking about the party, and about what was going to come on next. I feel like I saw something like this more than once in the dream.

Then, I remember seeing my brother on TV answering calls from viewers. Again, it was live TV. I called in and started cussing and telling off Ricky Lake. I called him an asshole. Then, I told my brother he'd probably get fired for my actions, and he did lose his job as a host. That was apparently one of the reasons why they stopped doing things live, and started prerecording them instead.

~

I had a false awakening that I was getting up to get in the shower. I opened my contact case, which looked like my jewelery box in waking life, and my brother's contacts were in there too. I said something to him about it, and he apologized. I took his contacts out and put them in his retainer case.

I hadn't had a somewhat interesting dream in awhile. This one began with me seemingly running through a cramped, dimly-lit corridor with the fluorescent lights flickering above me as I was running for my dear life from what appeared to be an 8 foot long Xenomorph from James Cameron's 'Aliens' film. As I passed through the corridor , I made a turn and descended into the sub-level, thinking I had temporarily eluded the beast, I found to my horror that there was a large slimy egg sac hanging from a corner, writhing and covered in a mucus-like substance. I could tell it was about to hatch, so I caught my breath, then bolted for the large glass double-doors . I stumbled outside to find only a pair of elevators were my way out of the complex . So I then endeavored to take the stairs to the second floor and then the elevators from there. unfortunately, it seemed I wasn't the only one with that idea. All the remaining survivors from the complex, mainly civilians and a scientist here or there, were crammed into the glass box elevator , pushing and shoving their way in to fit inside . I could no longer here the screech of the Xenomorph, but I knew it would not be long before it found us. So I had to act fast. I Somehow convinced everyone that the aliens were in fact vulnerable to human pheromones secreted only during sexual reproduction, and that in order to save us all , we would have to all partake in a massive orgy. And so everyone promptly de-robed and fun was had by all ;]. For whatever reason, the Aliens seemed perplexed by human copulation and did infact run away at the scent of our rampant and vigorous love-making session .

At first I was at school. I was outside of my locker. IR and some others were there. It was the day before march break. For some reason I had some extremely large locker; it was like a room inside. I could step inside of it and there's still be so much excess space.

We could hear the people in the music room. They were studying music. There was something about LM's music in there. I mentioned to the people around me that she was my favorite artist.

Eventually I ended up running around the school, and that's when I became lucid. The school kept switching between my old and new school. The familiar north staircase was there, and I was running up its ugly green and yellow stairs. Eventually I reached the top and I was with KA and KR.

Me and KR started playfully fighting. We exchanging kicks and blows. Even though I knew I was dreaming, I was scared of feeling a blow from her.

Eventually I ran away. I think I tried to fly at first, but it wasn't working. I went up some stairs and launched myself horizontally, parallel (and very close to) the floor. I sped like a rocket. I then moved my arms and legs as if I were galloping like an animal, and I sped along the hallway. The hallway turned into the second floor where the office was. I also tried to throw fireballs at KR, but my attempts failed.

I ended up at some random grassy area afterwards. I was inside a giant bubble. I was playing some sort of game, and it had to do with eating the most. There was two other competitors. There were little jelly balls everywhere, almost like tapioca, and some random large gummies. I could see a scoreboard.

I started pulling in the giant gummies. I remember distinctly a giant red gummy horse. It was strange; its anatomy was perfect. I started gnawing on its shoulder till I ate it completely. I then finished off with the little tapioca balls. In the end I somehow won this "competition".

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Some fragment of me playing some video game... it was really old and pixelly, RTS style. It was a desert setting; I was fighting against pterodactyls and giant bugs or something.

This was early in the first sleep cycle. The dream didn't start instantly, that I'm aware of, but about 20-30 minutes later.

It was night time. I was living in my backyard neighbors house. In my mind, both of these houses were home. (They are very similar to each other in real life.) Everything was epic looking. Larger than life. The house was roughly double sized and decadent like no expense was spared making it. A bright moonlight night was outside my windows. I got a loving phone call from my girlfriend who needed a ride. I felt fantastic. I was wondering which house to take my GF too.

I went out the front door, but it exited onto my backyard patio. Standing there in near pitch blackness were my two lost best friends, in the old version of backyard (it was redesigned a few years ago). They were laughing and talking together, both harshly and intoxicated.

I don't recall exactly what was said (it may have been abstract) but it was very rude. I remember them physically surrounding me on both sides. Slapping me on the back. I felt offended and overwhelmed. They acted like crude, spiteful, burnout versions of themselves.

Just then, the backdoor opened. Out came an arm with a rather long thin, gray telephone receiver. I heard a voice say from inside the house: "Telephone for you!"

I thought, "Which of my old friends will be rude to me next?" I became very distressed and cornered feeling. --Then I woke up.

Waking Hallucination (?): When I opened my eyes. I was laying on my back. Above me, slightly off to the left and down a couple of feet was a large dark spot on my ceiling. I kept blinking hard. I'm sure I was awake. I looked around the room, all else looked normal.

The black spot was about a 2-foot radius. I started to focus on it carefully and could see that the edges of it were swirling. As if it was a flat-ish mist disc, or a rotating projection. It was slowly drifting away from over my bed, to the left corner near the foot.

I was watching it closely. The mist started to thin a little, and as it did: two faintly glowing eyes appeared in the middle, blankly looking back at me. They were about 10-inches apart, beady, and slightly smaller than dimes. After several seconds more, the "thing" gradually faded.

To my awareness, I've never experienced visual hallucinations upon waking up before. I was not paralyzed or having a false awakening. At no point was I afraid. I wasn't sure what I was looking at exactly. I felt more relieved to have left the dream, than afraid of the cloud. I got out of bed. I didn't go back to sleep for hours.

Fell asleep a little after 2AM and woke up at 2:38AM. Generally speaking, this is a weird time for vivid dreaming. I usually don't recall dreams in the first 3-REM stages. When I do, it typically ends a 90-minute cycle. However, I've noted a few nightmares in the first REM cycle after viewing shocking material.

Note: I have an unpublished dream journal of strong, bewildering nightmares that took place heavily in 2007, lingered into 2008. In June 2009, I had one terrible nightmare. Some of the recent trickster elements in my dreams reminded me of those days.

I don't remember all of the dream, but I remember most of it:

Early in the dream, I was looking through a window at cars. The thing about them was, they were very oddly shaped. Most of them were only built for one occupant, and one was built for four occupants who had to stand in a row while the car was moving.

Later, I was in a crowded room, very large. Lots of tables and possibly couches all around, of various shapes. There was some kind of show going on, but it was behind me and I didn't really know what it was. It involved animals, though. There was a girl, Aeris (not the FF7 character, but cute and with the same name) who I was talking to. We had talked a bit before, and the possibility of going out to eat came up. She mentioned something about breakfast, and asked where I wanted to go, but I couldn't think of any place. I think we were on a trip of some kind, in a hotel. She was familiar with the area, but I wasn't. We moved to one of the couches, I was still facing away from the show, but she was facing it. Eventually we settled on a plan for the following day..we hugged, and she left.

For a little while I sat on the couch, relaxing. A friend of mine walked by with my dog, whom he had borrowed for the show. I gave her a gentle tug as she walked by, as if to say hi. They stopped briefly, but had to continue on their way. Resting on the couch, a man at a nearby table started talking to me. He asked me about my power (because suddenly we were in the fictional land of Xanth, where every person has a power of some sort). I took on the role of the main character from that series, who is immune to all harmful magic. Early in the series, he believes himself to have no power at all, and I tell this to the man. After I leave, I pass by a tree and reflect on my decision to be this character.

Suddenly the dream jumps, and I am again in the hotel, on an upper level, preparing for my date. However, I am also Lieutenant Commander Data from Star Trek, and I've just damaged my arm. Somehow the damage is such that it would interfere with my date (there was an important circuit in there that affected my perceptual abilities, or something like that). I initiate a self-repair sequence, and then I'm sent on an away mission to another dimension with an unnamed officer.

We are transported to the surface of this world, and it is very..sectioned. Like the set of a film, all layed out side by side...one section contains a hallway and a waiting room, where Data remains to heal himself. Suddenly I am the unnamed officer, and through some sort of natural spatial/dimensional weirdness of the area, there end up being two of me. I climb through the ladders and tubes of one section, and find my duplicate has been talking to the natives, and has somehow managed to offend them deeply. It becomes a dangerous environment where we aren't quite at all-out combat, but we know that any further interaction with these people would be gambling with our lives.

We go back to Data, and try to snap him out of the loop that he's in. He's imagining some sort of scenario, and not processing output from the real world. Somehow, we manage to overlay text onto the images that he is imagining, and we get a message to him that way. He snaps out of his dream-coma, and we are able to leave.

Im at school about to go to the hall, but T is trying to keep me away from there. I go inside and try to close the 2 doors, but its difficult.
I play some CD and suddenly the lights start to go off one by one. The soundtrack sounds pretty creepy and the lights flash.
I go to the other hall and there are some young children sitting on the floor being frightened because of whats happening.
The teacher of the kids needs help to find the control panel where I could turn the lights on and the music out. I see it immediately and wonder why the teacher doesnt see it. I put the music out. I start to browse some CD's and try to find something playable, but I cant find.


I try to go to sleep next to my mom but I see that my dog is there and I wont


Im skipping an hour off from school, and we are at some forest with P and J. I try to make up a good excuse for why I was skipping a lesson and I come up with the idea that my stomach was hurting
The clock is 11.30 and I start to walk back to school. I hear some weird drumming and I make conclusions that its coming from the elementary school and they are having some show there.

NOTES

Raven and I meet on the Moon. We are so somber, we don't speak.

She slowly walks to me, and gives me a hug. I start crying.

"I am so worried about Sachi and her family. All of Japan... the whole world is going to shit..." I tell her.

"Let's do the only thing we can, Nomad." I nod.

She opens a portal to Fukushima. Q, Washu, Janet, Q10, and Xaphor follow.

We stand in the middle of the fifty men on a suicide mission, and connect them to the higher entities.

These men look like demon samurai.

They are leaping into a strange glowing hellish orb.

"May these true heroes find the best possible solution, I pray to the sentient entities."

I feel strange knowledge being channeled through my arms like power.

I scream in frustration.

"We've done everything we can," says Xaphor. Time to go.

NO NO WE HAVE TO HELP PEOPLE FIND THE SURVIVORS, WE HAVE TO HELP FIND THE BODIES. THEY ARE GOING TO ROT AND MAKE PEOPLE SICK.

Raven vomits at this thought.

"You okay."

"Yeah... let's go."

I open a portal into the dreams of the rescue workers trying to dig people out, and search for survivors in broken buildings...

I am in thousand of nightmares at once. I feel like my soul is on fire. I feel like I am dying. I feel like I am in hell, and I will be in hell forever.

I SCREAM IN SHEER TERROR.

I know nothing. No thought or emotion. Only pure terror is left.

I feel someone tackle me into a portal....

I end up in the Healing Glen.... Raven is next to me....

We are puking dark energy...

I feel Xaphor and the presence of others healing us.

I cry myself to sleep in the Healing Glen. I fee the Frost Giant pick me up as if I am a small child, and set me down in his cave.

I am running to catch a bus. Suddenly, one pound coins fall out of my pocket. I can see them clearly on the ground. Its raining and the ground is wet and dirty. There are 3-4 coins. I pick them up and catch the bus. I run in and throw the money on drivers desk. I don't count them because I don't want to hold the whole bus behind any more. It is the old fashion bus from my country. I go down the alley... then I wake up