Recent DJ Posts

Bed @ 2310
Woke @ 0520

Fixing an old injury
I'm in a long, narrow room in an old house. A doctor is preparing to do surgery on a man's arm, trying to fix an old wound that was never properly dealt with. He takes a pair of X-rays of the man's arm: one from the top and one from the bottom. The X-ray from the top looks normal, but the one from the bottom shows a long, slightly wavy, finger-width groove running the length of the bone. He explains to the family that he's going to have to fill this groove.

Lucid introspection
I'm with my wife. We're in a wide stairway / hallway area in some kind of weird multi-tenant house (maybe a bed and breakfast). I know this is a dream (though my awareness is extremely low). I want to get into a bathroom (I have a reason in the dream, but I don't remember it). In front of us, on the wall to my left, is a large plate-glass window. Looking through it, I can see a bathroom. A young woman is in there, doing something, but I'm not concerned since this is just a dream. Now my wife and I are in the bathroom, and the young woman* leaves without a word. * The bathroom is fairly wide and very long. The long wall across from the window is completely covered by a mirror. Running the length of the mirror is a shallow counter, maybe a foot deep, which is covered in a variety of small things (toiletries?) from one end to the other. I take a closer look at some of the stuff in front of me, then turn right and walk through a doorway into a very large bedroom. Carpet is on the floor, a king size bed is off to our left, and there's a small dresser and a door on the right-hand wall, but otherwise the room is empty. * I mentally run down my lucid 'progress', thinking that my daytime practice is doing pretty well, and my dream recall is generally OK, but that the only thing left is the frequency of my lucids, which is much better than it's ever been but still has a great deal of room for improvement. Of course, since lucid frequency is the only thing that really matters, it's not saying a lot to say that it's "the only thing left."

BTB @ 0530 (took a while to get to sleep)
Woke around 0700

Steam controller fiddling
I'm sitting at a dining room table, working at a computer, fiddling with my Steam controller. Some of my kids are standing around behind me, watching me. Ever since I got the controller they've been fascinated by it. Now I'm going down the steps in the house (dream-me thinks I'd been upstairs in my office and I'm coming back down), and I'm thinking about Steam's streaming. Would it be better to have the controller's receiver plugged into the computer receiving the stream, or would it be better to have the controller plugged into the computer sending the stream? After all, if the receiver is being controlled, then there might be input lag; but if the signal is strong enough to make it all the way upstairs, then even if I get video lag I won't have to fight with input lag as well.


Fragment: I'm outside, somewhere grassy, with a group of young adults from church.

Points: 15.5

My recall isn't at its full strength so I'll just write what I remember. Oh and I moved like a month ago so the layout will be described differently from now on.

(Non lucid to lucid)
-I was in a forest that resembled a Naruto setting. As I walked in the direction of the path on the ground I took note of a character that resembled Kiba. Than a black dog came from behind and began telling me that a boar had ingested a fly that turned him to a demon. I became lucid than went with the dog to a secure spot and began petting him after I asked if I could. He reminded me of my deceased dog Max and it was really nice to have the same feeling I had when Max was alive.

(Semi Lucid)
-My mom was next to me in my room and than Dawn brought me to my bed where he combed my hair and cut off a braid from one out of two small pony tails I had on top of my head.

(Non lucid)
-I was with my brother and his friends and took note of twin girls that had light green hair. I remember complimenting them.

...

Long one. It began and ended on the same train. The thing was headed to my grandparents' place. The thing was an old steam locomotive and was leaving Tdot for the woods out east. After a bunch of stops I probably got there, but I forget most of it now.

Eventually I made it to a party. I was in a big house, and there were two girls there that knew Thomas Cole. One of them was super flirty and it seemed like we'd agreed to hook up. Right before the party, Claire showed up though, so we went into her room real fast and knocked one out. I tried applying the endurance stuff I'd learned yesterday and it helped, but it's hilarious I didn't reality check in such a strange and vivid ordeal. After that a big party showed up, and the other girl kept trying to find me to hook up but I wasn't really interested anymore and just wanted to party.

NON LUCID
* This really big lady was doing stand up. When she first came out she made a joke about a guys face be compared to a ass. It makes to sense now that I think about it but it made perfect sense in the dream and was funny.

Wow. I mean. Wow. I'm coming from a period where my effort for lucid dreaming is the minimum possible. I had a long sequence of false awakenings. I have a theory about it. I wrote it at the end of the post.

- I'm in front of a mirror and I decide to reality check. The mirror works fantastically, but my eyes appear deformed. Thanks to my long effort to overcome my fear of mirrors I have now a fantastic tool! I realize I'm dreaming, and I enter in the mirror. I'm in my parents' village in Italy. I started to fly and I want to fly to Saturn, that I can see in the sky. I change my mind when I see that the village is full of people (in my last dreams people were almost nowhere to be found and always enemies). I land back and i want to interact with them. I find a colleague of mine, and in the dream he shows a very outspoken personality. I decide to ignore him though. I remember about an old task that consisted in asking the name of the characters. I ask a man what is his name, and he doesn't want to talk at all. I force him to say his name and he eventually say that his name is Nahem, and he goes away. I let him go and I lose my lucidity, and I wake up.

- I reality check: still a dream. I enter in the mirror, I'm in Naples. My parents are there. My mother complains about something useless, I told them that I have to go because I have more important things to do. I fly away, but I lose the lucidity and I wake up.

- I'm in front of another mirror. Reality check: deformed eyes. It's a dream. I jump inside the mirror, I'm in the Dutch city The Hague, in Grotemarkt. I talk to a girl, I ask her her name. She answer "I'm Lesa". That word in Italian means damaged; if an Italian woman says "I'm Lesa" it means something like "my brain is damaged". I made them a joke about it "oh, I see, both as a name and as a fact". She facepalms and smiles for my horrible joke. I ask to the other woman in her table "and you? Are you also Lesa?" And she answers "no". I reply "oh that's strange! You look like you are!" The crowd finds my jokes very funny and laughs or loud. Then I ask another woman "and what's your name?" "Samantha" "oh that's a beautiful name!". I then lose lucidity and wake up in my bed.

- but when I reality check I discover that it's another dream. This time i invite my girlfriend and my cat to join me in the mirror. I cuddle my pet a little bit before he decided to come... But then I don't find him anymore. we are in some very boring place in the Netherlands. i invite my girlfriend to fly with me. I explain her how to do it. She manages to do it and she is enthusiast! It works! It works! I then lose lucidity and I wake up for real.



I check the tube, 4:30. I think that the long series of false awakenings was due to the fact that my phone was empty and it was under recharge, but turned off. I was worried about not being able to wake up on time.

I was some Kirby-like figure returning to a city. The tyrannical ruler and my arch-rival met me at its outskirt, on a cliff overseeing the city. He was apparently deposed, but the new ruler was even worse than him, and he's explaining things to me wanting me to help him get his throne back. Someone who I assume is my friend showed up and he and the tyrant had a huge row about something before they wondered where I went. At this point I realized I was looking at them in third person because the tyrant accidentally pushed me off the cliff.

I was caught by a flying bird-like creature. By "bird-like" I don't mean a giant eagle or that sort of thing. It proabbly doesn't even have wings. It's a chick-shaped marshmallow-like blob that levitates around and kind of looks like a chick-shaped chicken nugget. I opened my iPad and tried to go on a site for the bird taxi because apparently the nugget-chick has Wi-Fi, but I was not able to find the site and so I talked to the bird instead. I told it to land down on a place I knew in the city and follow me on foot for a bit and then I'll pay my fare. Apparently, I did this to surprise some old friends, but when I landed on the street, the coffee shop my friends frequented was closed and nobody was there, which I found eerie. I then decided to go to a noodle shop owned by a kindly old lady I know, but while it is open, I don't see her around. I asked the person running the shop where she went, but I woke up before I got an answer.

In recent days I had been watching gameplay of the video/computer game on Youtube along with a few videos from Sim Theme Park.

Near the end of my sleep I dreamed I was playing in a Crazy Taxi level similar but not exact to the West Coast area, same as in the first game with exception that I was taking a passenger to a "Space Theme Park Zone" like from the Sim Theme Park game. I probably got the name wrong but it was close. I got close to the fare dropoff place, attempted to turn around in a drift and somehow I started feeling guilty/bad/like something's a lie here; the timer went down by 10 seconds from where it should have been (it was at 21 then it seemed to drop to 9 too fast)and the dropoff place was tiny which is not like the game. I didn't drop the customer off, she bailed and I woke wondering what happened trying to pray and feeling awful and wondering if I should even consider this game to be fun.

Last night I had a recurring theme in my dreams where I can't find my husband and can't get a hold of him. It happens in my dreams quite often and it is always unsettling. Not quite a full-blown nightmare but upsetting. I wish I knew what it meant.

The first thing I remember is I'm in a strange house and I see the door to the basement. I walk down it with several other dream characters, a group of three. After defending the stairs, I find myself in a labyrinth. This maze is filled with many people who live there but after much searching, we find a large hostile group that is set on killing everyone in the labyrinth.

Our group tries to stop this mob of hostiles, but after a while, we realize that nothing we do stops them. After a while, our group flees up the stairs. I see a large man there who I seemed to assume is my boss. (At this point I thought to myself that I never saw any of these people in real life and it must be a dream but I didn't think much of it)

After asking my "Boss" for help, he seals the entrance to the basement with a thick ice wall. When I yell that the people down there need our help, he simply responds with "It's better they die than one of us"

At this point, I get stuck in a time loop and I'll explain how the dream/nightmare progresses from here. Behind the sealed door is an elevator with a metal sliding locked door to an elevator. Up this elevator is a room filled with "Heroes" a group that my "boss" seemed to be a member of. After 5 minutes after the "boss" said his line, the door breaks down and the lights go out. The entities would then break the ice wall and open the metal locked elevator. Since it was dark, I could only hear the door sliding open and the elevator going up and down. Once the elevator went up and all the "heroes" were slaughtered, a red light would turn on and the enteties would then hunt down myself and one other dream character I was with. I was unable to wake up until I passed both win conditions.
1. The Heroes can't die.
2. Myself and the DC I was with must not get captured or killed.

If one of the win conditions wasn't met (my partner or a hero died), I must be killed. Once I am killed, the scenario resets and I have to come up with a plan before they breach the ice wall.

Time after time, they broke through the wall, I heared the sliding of the metal door and the light turned on, I was cut in half and I was reset. After having dealt with the pain and fear of dying over and over again, I decide to take the lift up myself and see if I could defend it myself. After taking the lift up, I see all of the heroes. I then see something fly above me and realize that the "entities" we're in the elevator with me. I then see all of the heroes get slaughtered. Within the context of the dream, I was their friends so it hurt me greatly to see them die in front of me. I was also lucid at the time and wondered how I could feel for people I never met and didn't exist. After getting stabbed for the last time, I said enough is enough.

When I respawned, I saw a computer with the text "exit". I looked down and pressed "enter". The computer said nuclear launch commencing and I felt great fear. I looked out side and flew through the wall to see a red light flying closer and closer. Dealing great fear, I became completely lucid and remembered the task of the month.

***TOTM***

I quickly flew down to the road, picked up a parked car and carried it into the sky yelling F*CK YOU!!!!

I herd a *boom* as I flew away carrying the car whilst freaking out because I was going to have to suffer death again before I awoke. I felt the blast burn, fold, then disintegrate my body. After experiencing agony for the last time in that nightmare I awoke. I had a ton of trouble falling back asleep so I ended up staying awake till I had to get up.

That was my first lucid nightmare since a long time ago and they are just as scary and infuriating as ever.

I was in charge of a group of kids in an apartment building that was turned into something that seemed to be a group home setting. We started out at the house but then we went camping. We rode around in a van. At one point I needed to get out the social security numbers for the kids at the camp ground & I realized I was dreaming because I know how I store my family's numbers but in this dream there weren't even my real life ones in my purse, lol. I kept looking for a long time because I know how numbers are almost impossible in the dream world. So a part lucid dream for me but not really all that exciting.