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

DJ Log: November 6, 2010 – Morning, 8:30AM (USA Eastern)
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#1. Lack of recall (fragment)
I remember having a very vivid, but short dream. There was plenty of out-of-control flying and crashing through trees and other things, but I don't recall very much of this one at all.

#2. Goodbye annoying DC!!!
(Note: This one was quite interesting, as I had several false awakenings that all landed me back into my bed with my hat in the exact position that I went to sleep with. Sometimes, when it's cold I'll sleep with a knit hat on instead of turning up the heat. During the dream, I clearly recognized that I completed one of my short-term dream goals, but failed to realize that I had also completed the basic task of the month. It's quite possible that flying into something in the previous dream lead me to this scene.)

I get up out of bed and push my hat up and out of my eyes. Realizing that I went to sleep with a hat on, I wonder if I am really awake or not. I walk into my living room to find a large mirror on the floor. Thinking that this is somewhat strange, I lift the mirror and lean it against the table. Upon not being able to see my reflection in the mirror, I became lucid. I began to move around, trying to align my reflection in the mirror with no success. A DC is standing behind me, asking me if I was dreaming, over and over and over again. I think about trying to put my hand through the mirror, but am quite distracted by my DC. Becoming quite annoyed at the DC, I turn around to tell him to shut up. The moment I turn, he looks away from me. I wave my hand in the air, as if I was waving goodbye and the DC begins to melt into a puddle on the floor. I yell at the melting DC, “Thank you for melting into nothing, you annoying mother-f***er. You just aided me in completing one of my short-term dream goals.” The DC stares at me with a frightened expression while he melts away into a smoldering puddle on the floor. I am already lucid at this point, but I decide to try an RC that has never worked for me before, pushing my finger through my hand. It is a difficult decision to choose which finger I wanted to try, as there are at least 8 fingers on my right hand and only 3 on my left. While looking at my right hand, all of my fingers fall off of my left hand and land on the floor. I finally jab the first finger on my right hand into my left palm. There is a bit of resistance at first, but I am able to push it through. I want to see if I can see the finger coming out the other side, so I turn my hand over. While turning my hand over, I hear a loud noise that sounds like a loud burst of static from a 2-way radio. I immediately false-awakened and found myself back in my bed with my hat pulled over my eyes.

Realizing that I am still lucid, I quickly get out of bed and push my hat up from over my eyes. While pushing my hat up, I count 7 fingers on each hand and no thumbs. I walk into my living room again and see that the large mirror is now hanging on the wall. There is a DC standing just to the left of me. After glaring at the DC for a moment, I walk over to the mirror and stare into it. I can see my reflection, but it is very fuzzy and distorted. I lean a bit closer to the mirror and put my hands on the surface. The surface felt solid at first, but gave way after a brief moment. My hands, then arms pass into the glass, then I completely fall into the mirror. While falling through the mirror, I heard a loud pop sound. I false-awaken into my bed again with my hat pulled over my eyes.

I reach up and push my hat from over my eyes, while counting at least 7 fingers on each hand. I try to get out of bed, but realize that my legs are paralyzed. I am fairly certain that the SP from my real body is penetrating into my dream. There are no walls or ceiling in my bedroom, as I can see the dark sky in all directions. I try to stabilize the dream by spinning. The whole room begins to spin and I start to feel nauseous. After trying to stabilize for a while, I attempt to move again. Suddenly, the ambient light in my bedroom changes from dark to relatively bright, as the sunlight from outside was starting to shine in the windows. As soon as the light changes, I am able to move freely and count 4 fingers and a thumb on each hand. I try the nose RC and am sure that I am awake for real. I sit down at my PC to write this journal entry, and RC a couple more times to make sure I'm really awake.

DJ Log: November 6, 2010 – Morning, 3:15AM (USA Eastern)
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I am walking through a housing development with my brother and another DC. The development is kind of run down and the houses are old and weathered. There are no trees and only small bushes in some of the yards. The grass has not been cut recently, and is very tall. We walk toward a vacant lot in the corner of the development. This lot has a lot of yard debris and other junk strewn throughout. There are old broken appliances and car parts all over the place. There is a large cement drain pipe sticking slightly out of the ground which has a huge underground cavern inside of it. I trip and fall over some of the junk, nearly tumbling down the steep hillside at the edge of the lot. There is a dead animal carcass under some loose brush that has no odor, but there are flies all over it. There is the sound of a distressed dog in the distance. My brother climbs down into the cavern, looking for the dog. After a moment of searching, a small white dog appears from the nearby bushes. The dog is whining and yelping a bit while staring at me. The dog's hair is stained a slight pink color and it's eyes are unusually large. My DC takes a step toward the dog and it took off running. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: November 4, 2010 – Morning, 4:45AM (USA Eastern)
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(Note: After a long dry spell, I finally have some recall. It's only a fragment, but at this time I'll take whatever I can get.)

I am pushing an empty shopping cart across a large parking lot, walking toward a car wash in bare feet. While I approach the car wash bay, I can see some kind of small objects all over the floor. As I get closer, I realize that the whole car wash is full of turtles, ranging from babies to fully grown. I push the shopping cart into the car wash, being very careful not to run over a turtle. Once inside, the turtles stop moving, turn and start walking in my direction. A couple of the larger turtles try to climb up my legs, while a couple of others bite at my toes. I raise one foot off the ground, then lean forward on the shopping cart so I can lift the other foot. The cart flips over and I fall on the ground. When I open my eyes, everything is white and has no detail.

DJ Log: September 26, 2010 – Morning, 8:15AM (USA Eastern)
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(Note: Before going to bed around 12:30AM, I smoked a pipe full of Calea Zacatechichi, took 800mg Piracetam, 500mg L-Tryptophan, and 40mg Ginkgo Biloba with a full glass of apple juice. During WBTB around 4:15AM, I smoked 2 cigarettes of Calea Zacatechichi and took 8mg Galantamine, 400mg Choline Bitartrate, and 300mg Alpha-GPC with a full glass of apple juice. I attempted to WILD, but gave up because some part of my body would twitch, or I would feel like a bug was walking on me which caused me to move and ruin the oncoming SP. This happened twice, but there were no bugs.)

Airplane ride #1
(Note: This is a fragment, probably lost a lot of detail in this one due to the amount of time I spent logging the next dream. I wish I had better recall of this one because I've never been on an airplane in a dream before.)

I boarded an airplane and flew for quite a while. The plane landed and I walk through the airport, looking for baggage claim. After getting my bags, I started to look for the exit door.

A huge hotel room and a covert operation. #2
(Note: I'm fairly certain that I awakened momentarily and re-entered the same dream, or it could have been a FA. This second part is quite possibly my most vivid dream to date. I also had more control than I usually do during the moments I was lucid, not to mention that I was able to complete one of my long-term dream goals. Stabilization was super quick and remained rock solid, with the exception of a brief moment that was quickly recovered from. My recall lost some of the environmental details, as I was paying close attention to the clearly understood technical details in this dream.)

I am checking into a hotel room, after getting off a long flight. My brother is also checking into a room just down the hall. Upon entering the room, I could tell that someone had been there before. There is a piece of luggage and some clothes laying around. The room is huge and had a full kitchen, two separate bedrooms, and a huge living room. There is a long hallway that connects all of the rooms, which have no doors on them. There are also several doors along the hallway. The living room has a full entertainment center with a very large flat-screen TV and a surround sound system. There are at least a dozen remote controls sitting on the table in front of the couch. I walk down the hallway and into the bedroom, where I put my luggage on the bed. The bed is a king size water bed with black satin sheets and huge fluffy pillows. I look at my AAA club card and smile, knowing I got a good deal on this room. I leave the bedroom and go to the door across the hallway. Opening the door reveals a garage bay with an old taxi cab sitting in the space. I ask myself, "Why would there be a garage in a hotel room? This is ridiculous. I must be dreaming!"

I open the door of the taxi and climb in to look around inside. The interior smells musty like an old car. I found an older digital camera sitting on the rear deck. When I turn on the camera, the lens motor is broken and will not deploy/retract the lens. I give the lens a tug and it comes out properly. I point the camera out the window and it has a difficult time focusing. Moving the lens around manually fixes the focus problem. I take a couple of pictures, then point it at the dash of the taxi and take another picture to make sure the focus motor is working correctly. I turn off the camera and the lens retracts properly. The camera works perfectly when I turn it on again and take another picture. I stuff the camera in my jacket pocket and walk back into the room, realizing that I had just completed one of my long-term dream goals. I stop and stabilize for a moment by looking at the ground and closing my eyes, then run down the hall to my brother's room and told him that I had just fixed this camera. He didn't seem too excited. I explain that I just accomplished one of my long-term dream goals by doing this. He is still not too excited, so I give up trying to explain and return to my room.

I am digging around in the bedroom and find some clothes on the floor beside the bed. I find a couple of black and gray striped Zentai suits that are made from a super soft and stretchy fabric.

I examine them for a bit, then place them on the bed. Digging further reveals a set of black cycling bib-shorts, cycling jersey, arm warmers, and a pair of cycling shoes. There are some other clothes on the floor, but I seem to be only interested in the soft stretchy ones. I immediately took my clothes off and put on one of the Zentai suits. The Zentai is very tight and feels amazingly soft and stretchy, just like a second skin. There is a medium tan tweed cloth suitcase sitting under a computer desk along the wall. Behind it is a huge camera bag with some various electronic equipment laying around it. I pick up the camera bag and find that it is empty. I felt the dream fading and could feel that my arm is going numb under my pillow in real life, so I concentrated on where I was just at and opened my eyes.

(Note: I lose my lucidity at this point, but the dream remains extremely vivid. There is a large time gap in the dream here.)

I walk into the kitchen and find a machine that appears to be a portable dishwasher for baby bottles. It had a small rack in it, a heating coil in the bottom and a hose with a hookup to fit a kitchen faucet. There is a window in the door and a control panel with lots of buttons. It is about the size of a large toaster oven. I push a button on the front panel and it starts to fill up with water. After a moment, it starts sloshing the water around and the heating coil heats up. I pressed another button and more water squirted into the machine, filling it slightly above the bottom of the window. I find this quite boring and walk away.

The kitchen sink has two small cabinet doors above it. To the right is some counter space and an over-sized bread box with two large cabinet doors above. The stove is a gas stove with two small cabinet doors above it. The range hood has a lot of extra buttons and switches on it. There is something that just doesn't look right about the cabinets between the kitchen sink and stove. I try to open the doors, but they will not open. I become irritated that the doors will not open and bang on them with my hand. One of the doors falls off and reveals a lot of electronic equipment hidden behind the doors. There is a video camera with some strange adapters on the lens. The adapters connect to a pipe that goes outside through the wall. I unscrew the adapter and lower the camera to the counter. The adapter has the brand name "Olympus" on it. I unscrew and remove the other half of the adapter to reveal the pipe through the wall. I look through the pipe and I could see the courtyard outside the room. There is a large green grassy area with a couple if sidewalks going around a fountain. Short bushes lined the sidewalks, and there were a few small ornamental trees. A couple of DCs in the courtyard immediately stop whatever they are doing and stare at me through the pipe. Directly across the courtyard, I could see a similar pipe with a lens installed in another room. I asked myself, "This is crazy, am I dreaming or something?" I unplug the cables from the camera and trace them back into the next cabinet where they connect to a Harris AN/PRC-117F military two-way radio.

I cannot read anything on the display, as the numbers are scrolling like a slot machine. I unscrew the connector from the radio and pull the cable out. I fish a couple more cables out of the cabinets and place them all on the counter with the camera. Directly under the radio is a Harris VRC-104 RF amplifier. The antenna cables from this amplifier go into the cabinet above the sink. There are two directional antennas on the cabinet doors, which point directly to the other room across the courtyard. One of the antennas has a label that says "440 MHz, 39 dBi" and other antenna says "2.2 GHz." I disconnect the antennas and the rest of the cables from the two-way radio and place them all on the counter. I thought to myself, "How am I going to fit all of this stuff in my luggage when I have to catch my flight out of here?"

I walk back into the bedroom to grab the luggage and start filling it with all of this equipment. When I walk back the hallway, everything quickly fades to black. I can hear the echo of my own voice yelling, “Stabilize now!”, but it is too late. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 25, 2010 – Morning, 4:15AM (USA Eastern)
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I am in a double wide mobile home. The walls are the typical 1970's wood paneling and the carpet is medium green. It's cold and windy outside and there is snow on the ground. There are two dogs out on the deck, each staring in one of the sliding doors. I let one of the dogs in to warm up for a bit, telling it to sit on the ottoman by the heater vent. After a brief moment, I let the other dog in also. There is a white folding table along the wall with an industrial-sized bag of Beggin' Strips and some kind of electronic test equipment sitting on it.

DJ Log: September 21, 2010 – Morning, 7:15AM (USA Eastern)
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(Note: I recall several dreams this morning but I don't think there was a re-entry, as they all seem quite different. This is the first time I have recalled more than one dream at a time. I took a 100mg 5-HTP before going to bed. During WBTB, I took a 200mg L-Theanine, 4mg Galantamine w/ 200mg Choline, and a full glass of apple juice. This is my first experiment with dream supplements. I don't remember being lucid during any of them, but I remember that they were very vivid and highly detailed. During recall, I was unable to recall many specific fine details.)

Flying (#1)
(Note: I only remember a small fragment of this one.)

I jump from the top of a parking garage and cannot fly at first. I attain flight just before hitting the ground. It is as dark as midnight outside.

Air mattress w/horny DC (#2)
I am in an empty box truck or trailer, laying on an air mattress on the floor. I am horny as hell and am staring at a DC who is also laying on an air mattress. After a while, he turns around and stares back at me. We exchange winks and flirts for a bit, then he gets up and walks away for a brief moment. He returns and I get up and go lay in his lap.

Antiques / flea market (#3)
I am riding in a truck through a city, in search of an antiques store. A DC is driving and I am giving directions. Somehow, I am very familiar with the area. We turn off a main road and onto a side street and I tell the DC to park here, pointing at a door on the side of a building. We parked and walked into the ground floor of the building. It is a flea market and antiques store with three floors. There is a spiral staircase that goes through the center of the store.

I chose to check out the top floor for a while, and my DC walks down the stairs. I found nothing interesting on the top floor, so I start walking down the stairs. My DC shouts up the stairs, “Come check this out!” I get downstairs and he is looking at some random junk that I could care less about. I walk to a table along the wall and look at an old Russian portable black & white TV set. It had two channel knobs and four smaller knobs on the front panel which were labeled in Russian. My DC is walking over to look at it. I said, “Wouldn't this make a wonderful music scope?” (Note: A modified B&W TV to display like an X-Y oscilloscope.) My DC walks over to another table and is looking at some items. I walk over and pick up several remote controls and a couple other things. I place them in a pile in the middle of the floor, along with a few other items I had picked out earlier. I can see some antique shortwave and ham radios sitting on another table in the back. There are some old Hallicrafters and other familiar vintage ham and shortwave rigs sitting there. I pick up my items off the floor and look at the door. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 21, 2010 – Morning, 2:00AM (USA Eastern)
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(Note: I have not attempted to WILD yet in waking life.)

I am preparing to sleep on the floor at a friend's house. The room is a small living room with a couple of couches, a table, and a TV. There are several other DCs preparing to sleep on the couches and other areas of the floor. My laptop is sitting on a small table near where I am laying on the floor. The screen of the laptop is illuminated bright blue, but I cannot read anything on it. I get up and walk outside a sliding glass door onto a dimly lit patio. The air is calm and it is very cool outside. There are a couple of pill bottles sitting on the table. I reach up and pull a shower curtain closed around the table. I open the first bottle and take a tablet out. While holding the first tablet, I open the second bottle and take a large capsule out. I put both of them in my mouth and pick up a glass of water. While tipping the glass to my mouth, I notice that there are more than two capsules in my mouth. I reach in my mouth and remove a couple of partially dissolved capsules and lay them on the table. I think to myself that I'll just save these for later.

After swallowing the pills, I walk back to the area on the floor which I previously prepared to sleep. I lay down and adjust my pillow, then pull a small blanket over myself. I close my eyes and after a brief moment, my vision begins to flash and my body starts to vibrate. I got excited for a moment when I realized I was having my first WILD. I experienced a FA, placing me back on the floor at the friend's house. I sit up on the floor and become lucid. I realize that I am dreaming, and nearly just had my first WILD inside of a dream. I was lucid at this point, but had no control. Everything begins to fade as I jump up and look around. I try to look at the floor and stabilize the dream, but it's too late. I am already back in my own bed with my eyes closed, staring at the back of my eyelids. This was the dream's exit.

(Note: I was trying to decide whether to attempt re-entry, or get up and write my journal. I chose the latter.)

DJ Log: September 19, 2010 – Mid-afternoon nap, 3:15PM (USA Eastern)
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I am in a very crowded house, looking for somewhere quiet to lay down for a moment and dream. I am carrying my flashlight, dream journal and a pen. Every room I open has DCs in it, engaging in some kind of noisy activity. I walk into the kitchen, and someone is baking some kind of muffins. I look at the ingredients that are sitting on the counter for a brief moment, but I cannot read any of the labels. After roaming around for a while, the house seems to be clearing out a bit. I found a closet in the hallway that nobody was in plain sight of. I opened the door. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 19, 2010 – Mid-afternoon nap, 2:00PM (USA Eastern)
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I find myself falling from high in the pitch black sky. There is a small white dot far below me, which becomes larger as I fall. Once close enough, the white dot is a rainbow colored swirling pool. The colors are super bright and extremely vivid. Once I got closer to the pool, my whole field of vision was completely saturated with white light. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 19, 2010 – Morning, 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am walking down a housing development road on a cool late evening with a DC . The sounds of crickets chirping fill the air. We are walking under a small arched bridge and notice that it is pouring rain on the other side of the bridge. The sound of the rain echoes through the archway. As we walk, the rain suddenly stops and the ground is completely dry. I looked at my DC and said “That's weird. How could the ground be dry after all that rain?” The DC just gives me a strange look and says nothing. I become lucid at this point. After crossing under the bridge, I notice that there is a washer and dryer set sitting out for the trash at the first house on the right. I remember that my dryer is broken, so I summon a pickup truck. A detail-less pickup truck appears right in front of me. Conveniently, the tailgate is already down and the rear of the truck is facing the dryer. My DC won't help me load the dryer into the truck, so I lift it by myself. At first it was extremely heavy, but it became lighter and I was able to load it. My DC walks away while laughing at me. I turn and cuss him to his back as he walks away.

(Note: No-recall time gap and lost lucidity here)

I am standing in a basement, looking at the dryer. The control panel has the usual dial control and start button, but also has many other buttons and lights that completely cover the top panel. There is a series of buttons and lights for each selection on the control dial. There were extra buttons for; 'pots and pans', 'rinse and hold', and many more. I think that all of these buttons are ridiculous as I say. “Why would I put dishes in a clothes dryer?” I walk to the rear of the machine to check out the hookups, and find out that it is a gas dryer. There is a motor visible through the rear panel louvers that has a pulley and a belt on it. There is another motor that appears to be a small air compressor. Many relays, solenoids and other circuitry is visible. There are long quartz heater tubes, connected by springs on both ends which encircle the drum. A hinged panel has 3 small motors on it that connect to nothing. A label on the rear panel has some voltage and current ratings on it After reading a couple of lines, the text would get all blurry. I look away for a moment and try to continue reading, but the numbers would change every time I tried to read the label. I regain my lucidity and decide to walk away from the dryer. I remember mumbling, “Way more complicated that it needs to be. I'm going to find a better dryer.” I wander into a dark corner of the basement and trip over something on the floor. I lose my balance and fall to the floor. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 15, 2010 – Morning, 4:00AM (USA Eastern)
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(Note: I only remember a small fragment)

I am configuring an application on a computer which has a couple of check boxes. One check box says, 'Evolution: Enable/Disable', and another says, 'Big Bang Theory: Enable/Disable'. There is a warning message that states, 'Warning: These options are applied in real-time'.

DJ Log: September 13, 2010 – Morning, 5:00AM (USA Eastern)
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(Note: I forgot to take my B6, Ginkgo, and fish oil with my dinner, so I took them at about 9:30PM, which caused me to have many issues falling asleep. I stayed up for a few more hours that I would usually stay up, reading a few articles on DV before my eyelids became heavy. I crawled into bed around 4:00AM)

I am standing in a a house trailer that belongs to my grandmother. I am quite familiar with the layout of the rooms and everything inside. I immediately became lucid, as I know my grandmother had passed away many years ago and her trailer is no longer a place I would visit. My mom was in the living room, and I was standing in front of the breakfast bar in the kitchen. I talk with my mom for a bit about why we are here. She explains that my grandmother was in the hospital and we were here for a visit. After talking a bit more, she walks back into the bedroom. I walk out into the living room and lay down on the couch to watch some TV, but the remote control will not work. I put the remote down and got up to push the buttons on the TV. The buttons do not work. I check the power cord to make sure it's plugged in, and everything looks like it's connected. After staring at the blank screen for a bit, trying to make it do something, I gave up. No TV! I lay back down on the couch and drift off to sleep. (Note: dream within dream.) I was having a short lucid dream, of which I cannot recall any details, when my mom came in the room yelling about something. I don't recall what she was yelling about. I woke up from the embedded dream, sort of irritated, and yelled back at my mom. I said, “You ruined a perfectly good lucid dream, please stop yelling and leave me alone for a little while.” While I was yelling, I raised my hands to make gestures and saw that my fingers didn't look quite right. After yelling, my mom went back into the bedroom, grumbling under her breath. I look at my hands again and count 7 fingers on the left hand and 8 on my right. My fingers were quite deformed. They were skinny and bent around, some of them crossing over each other. I began rubbing my hands together briskly while I stand up and walk toward the bathroom. The first thought on my mind was, “Find a mirror! I have a definite mission to complete."

I enter the bathroom and look into the vanity mirror, while rubbing my hands together to help keep things stable. I am trying to remain calm and collected while my face quickly melts down and my eyes fall down below my nose. I observe for a few seconds before looking away from the mirror to look at my hands. I stop rubbing my hands and look back into the mirror. My face is moving in and out as I breathe, gaining more depth in the third dimension with each breath. I slowly raise my right hand in front of my face and my fingers flew off and go into my right eye socket. There are a couple of very long skinny fingers still attached that are trying to go up my nose. I lower my hand slightly and all of my fingers come out of my eye socket and reattach to my hand. When I raise my hand slightly, my fingers go into my eye socket again. The repeatable transition point seems to be once the fingers raise past the nose in the mirror. I raise my hand higher and my whole hand goes into my right eye socket, all the way to the elbow. All of my fingers begin falling out of my nose, bounce off the sink and go into my left eye socket. I lower my hand slowly and all of my fingers reattach themselves.

I continue to stare in the mirror, watching my eyes stretch so wide my eyeballs almost fall out. Suddenly, I hear someone call my name from outside the bathroom. I look at the door, and notice that I had forgot to close it completely. I run to the door and push it shut the rest of the way. I walk back to the vanity mirror and decide to stretch it all the way down to the floor so I can walk through it. Feeling a bit rushed because I know someone is walking toward the bathroom, I grab the bottom of the mirror frame and pull it firmly towards the floor. The mirror offers some resistance, but complies with the stretch. While pulling the mirror down, the sink and cabinet disappear into the floor. As soon as I finish stretching the mirror, an older guy walks into and through the bathroom, into a connecting room. He is giving me the “death look” as he walks by. I stare back at him with a very defensive, angry glare while he passes. I look back at the mirror and touch the glass. My fingers pass through the glass without any resistance. It is very cold on the other side of the glass. I take a step back and walk into the mirror, only to bounce off of the glass. The surface would no longer give way and let me through.

I am getting frustrated with the mirror, and decide to abandon it and walk out of the bathroom. I walk outside, through the kitchen window and climb along a chain-link fence on top of a narrow concrete retaining wall. I came upon some bushes along the fence which are scratching my legs on the way by. The feeling of the scratches sent waves of chills through my body and caused me to nearly lose my grip on the fence. I looked at my hands for a brief moment and my fingers were thoroughly wrapped around the top of the fence. The wall leads me into a very small, one room house. The walls are blue-gray and so was the floor. There is a small window on each side of the room, but no doors. I can see a close neighbor cooking food on the stove from one side, and someone talking on the phone to the other side. The third window is as black as outer space. The room was entirely empty, except for a small wooden chair in the corner. There seems to be nothing of interest in here, so I exit through the same window which I came. I climb up and walk along the fence and return to the trailer I came from before. There is very little detail on the return journey along the fence.

I climb in the kitchen window and find a huge pile of rare-cooked steak laying all over the stove top. It smells freshly cooked, and has a pile of fresh blood puddling under the steaks. I pick up a piece of steak and try to eat it. It was as heavy as a rock, tough as leather, and tasted like rotting flesh. I throw the steak on the floor and try to eat another piece. It is also tough as leather, but has no taste. I throw the second piece of steak on the floor also. A puddle of blood begins to form around the steaks on the floor. I look at my hands, counting 8-9 fingers on each hand that are very long and skinny. There is a lot of blood dripping from my fingers. I rub my hands together and I can feel the slimy blood smearing around all over them. The smell of rotting flesh begins to fill the air. I rub my hands on my pants to clean them off.

The layout of the trailer has completely changed during my outside excursion. There is no longer a bathroom in the hallway next to the kitchen. The living room is now a large dining room with a formal setting. There are candles in the center of the table and all of the places are set. I cannot find an exterior door, anywhere. A mirror is visible through a doorway in a different bathroom. I walk into the bathroom and find a mirrored shower door. I back up and run as fast as I can into the mirror, passing through it with no resistance. This was the dream's exit.

DJ Log: September 12, 2010 – Morning, 9:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I was flying low to the ground over an oval shaped dirt track in a grassy yard. The yard is sloped, and the track has a low side and a high side. There is a checkpoint on both the upper and lower straight sections of the track. A half dozen DCs are racing around the track in small 4-wheeled vehicles that appear to be go-karts. The vehicles made no noise other than the tires running over the dirt.

(Note: something was significantly interesting about the checkpoint in the lower part of the track, but I cannot recall the details.)

DJ Log: September 11, 2010 – Morning, 9:15AM (USA Eastern)
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I rolled a denim office chair around in a grocery store, loading items onto it. Went through the checkout line, putting the items on the belt. An older employee of the store went through an adjacent checkout line, and when leaving the door greeter asked, jokingly, to see his receipt. I laughed with them as they both left the store. I picked up my bags and pushed the chair into the cart return before exiting the store.

DJ Log: September 11, 2010 – Morning, 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
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Walking into a large house with 3 DCs, two males and one female. The lower level is one big room, full of assorted stuff. Most of the items appear to be household furniture. I slide a couple of pieces of patio furniture to the side and walk to a large wooden door. Opening the door reveals a Paternoster. The wall is partially transparent and all of the cars and drive cables are visible on one side only. A male DC boards a Paternoster car, only to go in a complete circle and return to the same spot. I became lucid at this time. I found my hands and started rubbing them together for a bit while looking at the floor. The floor is a gray-blue at first, but quickly forms the detail of medium hardwood planks. When I look back at the wall, the Paternoster is now working properly and the wall is solid white. Both sides of the Paternoster are visible and the cars are moving in the proper direction. The cars are well lit and have a sign on the back wall that I cannot read. I boarded a car and one female DC got in the car with me. The car was moving on a journey that seems to last quite a long time. The floor of the car vibrates and the sound of rushing wind surrounds me from all sides. The car reaches the end of its track and turns upside-down before letting us off at the second floor. Maintaining balance was not a problem as the gravity seems to invert with the car. The second floor is upside-down in relation to the first floor. (Note: I do not remember stepping out of the car.)

The second floor is a huge living room with no windows. The walls and ceiling are white. A dark wooden chair rail separates medium wide-grain wood paneling from the rest of the wall. Huge crystal chandeliers provide light in the room. The room is full of sofas, tables, lamps and other furniture. There are framed paintings(?) on the wall, but they are all a gray-blue blur. I walked into the middle of the room and my DC sits down on a couch. Two ferrets are stirring around in a cage in the corner. The ferrets look out of the cage, then walk to the lower level of their cage and exit. They run over to my feet for a moment. One of the ferrets runs over and checks out my DC on the couch. I picked up the remaining ferret and sat on the couch. The couch was soft black leather and was extremely plush and comfortable. Two small dogs ran from a dark corner and jumped on the couch with me. One of the dogs licked my face. I pushed the dogs off the couch onto the floor and said “NO!” I find a remote control laying on the couch, but none of the buttons work. My DC asked me, “What's wrong with the TV?” I said, “I don't know.” I pressed the button again and heard a very loud crackling sound. This was the dream's exit.