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

DJ Log: September 7, 2014 – 9:45AM (USA Eastern)
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I am with my dad and brother, walking into an abandoned warehouse in which there are pallet racks loaded with boxes of what looks to be electrical materials. Some of the boxes are broken, spilling their contents onto the floor. One of the spilled boxes contained light switches which are now scattered across the floor. We walk to the end of the row and turn up an aisle, looking down the rows as we walk. In one row is an old forklift with a puddle of oil under it. At the end of the aisle, we stop at a dumpster and I can see several bags of colorful crimp-on electrical connectors that have been discarded.

Liking the colors, and deciding that I must have these in my collection of junk, I lean into the dumpster and retrieve a box of bagged connectors and hand them to my brother to put in the car. I reach into the dumpster again and upright a spilled box and load it with several bags of colorful connectors, then hand it to my brother. Again, I lean in and start to load a spilled box when a couple of bees fly up from the right side of the dumpster, fighting each other. My dad is talking about the bees, stating that they do not sting, but they can bite really bad. I think nothing of it and continue to fill a box. One of the bees buzzes by my head and I swat it away. It bites my hand upon contact then flies off. I put another bag into the box, then the bee flies up and bites my back and I wake up.

DJ Log: August 20, 2014 – 2:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am staying the night at a friend's house after a large party. He has a roommate who sleeps in the corner of the room. I am not at all interested in the roommate, but he is flirting with me and won't leave me alone. My friend has a huge bed, so I pick a corner and try to go to sleep. The roommate pushes me off the bed and tries to drag me into his bed in the corner of the room. He keeps holding onto me and humping me. I finally get fed up and pick up my things and leave. I am a bit upset as I am leaving because I cannot find my camera bag. I look for a little bit then decide to just leave, assuming I had lost it at the party. If I left it at the house, my friend will give it back when he finds it. Just as I am walking out the door, my friend says, “Hold on a second. Here is your camera stuff.” He hands me a milk crate full of loose camera parts. I can see that the lens is detached from the camera, but I am happy enough just to have it back.

I walk outside into a parking lot which is elongated in shape and has a couple of construction vehicles parked in it. I put my things into the truck and get in the driver's seat. As I am warming up the engine a bit, I am talking to a guy who is standing outside about what just happened. He asks, “Do you think it may have been a bad dream, or do you think it really happened?” I reply, “I don't know. It was just weird. The guy wouldn't leave me the fuck alone, so I left.”

He gives me a rather strange look and points behind me and says, “Well then, what about that?” I turn around just in time to see a large amount of water blasting against the driver side of my truck. It was a strong stream of water similar to what would come from an open fire hydrant. Through the windshield and passenger side, I see the water fly through the air and against some of the houses on the other side of the parking lot. As quick as it started, it stops. I look left again and see a large truck with some kind of sprayer on the rear of it. I turn back and say to the guy, “I'm glad that my driver side window was shut when that happened. If it wasn't, that would be a big mess.” He just looks at me blankly. I stare back at him for a moment, thinking that he looks a little familiar. I am trying to connect the face and name, but cannot make the connection. Suddenly, another huge blast of water hits the side of my truck and passes through the air. This time, the water passes by slowly and hovers in the air as a solid blob of water rather than a spray. I look at it for a moment, then I look at the guy outside my passenger window. He stares back at me with a blank look at morphs into a surprised/shocked look as I become lucid. I rev my engine and tell the guy, “Now, it's time to fuck with this asshole for fucking with me.”

I put my truck into reverse and fully depress the accelerator pedal. I roast off some tire while backing and whip the steering to the right and the truck does a 180 slide to the left. I stop for a moment and survey the scene. On the other side of the sprayer truck is a bunch of people with horses in a small corral made of temporary fending. The guy I was talking to is running away between a couple of the houses. I look back ahead and see a guy get out of and run away from the sprayer truck. I press the brake and accelerator pedal and start a burnout in the truck. When I see the tire smoke start to wrap around to the side windows, I let off the brake and aim for the guy that was spraying me with water. I steer around a bit to keep the tires spinning and sliding, yet moving forward while burning out. I run over a row of metal posts and a couple of signs while chasing the guy around. He ducks behind a stack of wooden crates full of corn. I turn and smash into the crates and run over the guy. I decide that I should fly out of there, but I can't get the truck off the ground. I look on the dash and see a button labeled “Fly”. When I press the button, I suddenly wake up. Fuuuu, I hate those wake-up buttons.

DJ Log: July 10, 2014 – 6:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am in a large industrial building with a really cute guy. He has medium length dark hair and is wearing a tight blue racer-back shirt. We are looking at a large machine with a rotating shaft that goes from floor to ceiling in the middle of the room and are talking about different ways to climb up and hang on while the thing is turning. I climb up and find a good bar to hold onto, asking him to speed up the rotation. I let go with my feet and am flying nearly horizontal from the centrifugal force.

DJ Log: June 22, 2014 – 5:45AM (USA Eastern)
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Yay! A quick flying lucid after a long dry spell.

I am climbing a set of open mesh industrial metal stairs when I stop and look at the floor still moving away. This looks kind of strange, so I tell myself that I am dreaming and become lucid. A mild tingling sensation runs through my body and the lighting becomes much brighter in the room. I do a quick nose pinch to double-check before making a jump. I jump up and fly off the stairs and cruise around the room for a bit. I fly around for a little bit, then stop and try to remember the task of the month. I an unable to recall the tasks, so I fly as fast as I can into the window for a scene change. I hit the glass and slowly melt through it like ice cream melting and dripping through a strainer. Once through, I find myself in another room. Wanting to get outside, I turn around and fly into the wall and find that it offers much less resistance than the glass. The scene is outdoors without much detail. I attempt to stabilize for a bit, but I can feel my body laying in bed and the detail of the dream decaying quickly. Still lucid, I focus all of my energy on trying to spin. At first, I cannot move anything and I can feel myself transitioning out of the sleeping state as the dream darkens completely to black. I wake suddenly with a loud pop sound and my hand hits the headboard as I jump awake.

(Note: I completely lost what happened in the beginning. At least I recalled the lucid part.)

DJ Log: December 21, 2013 – 9:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm driving my truck when I stop at a house with a “Firewood for sale” sign to get a load of firewood. I pull in the lane and find the guy working on some stuff in front of an old log house. After loading a bit of firewood, he shows me how he uses a hydraulic cylinder to level the house. Part of the foundation has sunk so he has to jack up the foundation and add stone to level the house. As he is working, he is telling me how he is going to put an addition on the front of the house and connect it to the garage. As we are talking, it starts to rain a little bit. I tell the guy that I have to go and get the firewood into the garage so it doesn't get wet. I get into my truck and find that I do not have my keys. I look out and see my cell phone laying on the ground. I go pick it up, but there are no keys. I get back in the truck and look at the rain on the windshield and I wake up.

After waking, I remember that I still have half a load of firewood on my truck. I pull up the weather map and see that rain is coming very soon. I go out and pull the truck under the loafer shed and it starts pouring rain as I'm walking back to the house. Needless to say, I'm glad the firewood stayed dry.

DJ Log: December 16, 2013 – 8:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am at a house party with some of my friends. I walk into a couple of different rooms and find people hanging out and drinking. I go outside and find a friend of mine who says that there is a cop walking up the road. The cop walks up and lectures everyone about drinking. After the cop leaves, I walk back to the house and find that there is a bar set up on the deck. I ask for a beer and the guy gives me an empty glass. I look at the glass, then at the bar tender and ask why the empty glass. He says he can't get the tap to work. I watch him struggle with the keg tap for a while, then I wander off.

DJ Log: September 21, 2013 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am in the cellar of an old house and there are large chunks missing out of the concrete walls. There are huge spiders loving in the holes. The spiders had beaks on them like a bird. I watched one of the spiders come out of the hole and eat a stink bug.

DJ Log: September 17, 2013 – 8:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm roaming around in an old abandoned apartment building. The air smells musty and the paint is peeling off the walls. There are no lights, but I can see with whatever light is coming in the windows. I walk into a large room which has a bed and some other furniture in it. There is a door on the other end of the room which leads into a hallway with a lot of doors. I open the first door and see an old wooden stairway leading into the attic. The plaster is broken off the walls and I can see the lathe strips. There is a bare light bulb hanging by wires from the ceiling. I close the door and open the second door. There is an empty room with a large sliding door that goes outside onto a deck. I walk out and from the deck, I can see that I am on the fourth floor. I can see the air conditioners on the roof of the building next to me. I go back to the hallway and open the third door which leads out to a parking lot. I walk into the parking lot for a bit then stop and try to figure out how I got to the ground level without walking down any stairs or taking an elevator. I turn around and look at the building and I can see the 4th floor deck which I was on a moment ago.

I start to question things for a moment, then decide to do a test. I jump up off the ground lightly and I could feel that I was much lighter than I should be. I become lucid and fly toward the deck on the 4th floor. I land on the deck and say, “Fuck yeah, I know I was dreaming. Can't fool me.” I look down and see that there is a guy standing on the ground looking up at me. I go inside the building and everything looks the same as it did when I was there before. I go to the end of the hallway and into a bedroom and find a bunch of clothes laying on the floor. I turn around and walk out to find something more interesting when I suddenly wake up.

DJ Log: September 14, 2013 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm in a huge 3-story house. It looks like 2 or 3 separate houses which are connected by stairways and hallways. The kitchen area is huge and has a large attached sun room. The door to the sun room is nailed shut. I walk up onto the second floor and see large decks connected by stairways. A guy comes out of a room and invites me in to a party.

DJ Log: September 6, 2013 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm driving with a guy on a familiar road near my parent's old house. The guy tells me to turn back a farm lane so I turn and follow the lane and stop at the end. He gets out and walks into a barn and comes back with a bag of weed. We drive up a bit further and meet up with a couple of other guys. One of the guys long hair and a sleeveless shirt on. He smiles at me and I smile back. We light up some weed and we're all laying on the ground in a circle with our heads together, looking at the sky. The guy who smiled at me lays down next to me and slides over really close. The guy on my other side hands me a doobie and I take a hit then pass it on.

DJ Log: September 1 , 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm messing around with some kind of demo software on a server and I'm trying to remember exactly what it does. It seems like it runs some kind of data collection. The server is on a table and is all banged up. I remove the cover and see that one of the memory slots has some corrosion on it. I pull the memory card out and half of the card edge is missing. It looks like it just corroded away. I grab my camera and take a couple of pictures of the server internals. The camera is behaving strangely. The auto-focus is not working at all so I put it in manual. After failing at a couple of pictures, I give up.

DJ Log: August 4, 2013 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
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(Note: Do not use voice recorder while driving with windows open in a diesel truck with straight-pipe exhaust. lol)

Walking with my boss and our controller, talking about the office building. We're walking down a hall between rows of cubicles and there is a whiteboard off to the side which has a high-rise building drawn on it. The floors were labeled and the whole 1st floor was mine. One of the other guys had a whole floor to himself too.

DJ Log: August 4, 2013 – 5:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm with a whole bunch of people and we're in some kind of a swimming competition through some caverns behind a waterfall. As we are swimming into the caverns, we arrive at a standing column of water which defies gravity. It goes up for a bit and disappears into a cave. I can see far into the bottom, but cannot tell where it goes. A couple of the guys jump into it, so I take a couple deep breaths then jump in and swim all of the way to the bottom. It turns at the bottom then goes back up for a bit before exiting into the river just below the falls. I climb out and walk back to the caverns and find a second larger column of water. I jump in with a couple of other guys and we swim all of the way down again and it exits into the river again.

DJ Log: July 31, 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm roaming around in the old building our company used to be in. I head back toward the rear of the building where the warehouse was. After a bit, I end up in a boiler room. As I am moving, I notice that I am floating off the floor a little bit. I look up toward the ceiling and see a place where a bunch of pipes go through the ceiling. I fly all of the way to the top and look back to see that there is a guy sitting on a chair in the middle of the room watching me. I fly up over the pipes and turn around to see that the guy is flying up toward me. He comes up to my level and I say, “Hi there.” He says ,”Hey.”, then he leans in and gives me a kiss. I take both of his hands and we both float back down to the floor. Once at the floor, we talk for a bit, then I just look at him and say, “Wanna make out?” He says, “Hell yeah!” We both strip naked as fast as we can and run around all over the room, kissing and making out.

DJ Log: July 30, 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I look out the window at what looks like a groundhog in the yard and I want to shoot it. I walk over and pick up my rifle and look through the scope. Looking closer, I can see that it's a cat, not a ground hog, so I decide not to shoot it. I look around through the yard for a bit through the scope and I see what looks like a dog hanging out by the barn. I look to the right a bit and see a bunch of people hangout out around my barn. I put the gun down and turn around to see that there are people walking around in my house. They are preparing the table for dinner. They move a few things off the table set plates down.