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

DJ Log: July 1, 2013 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm an in the woods in a log cabin on the edge of the cliff near a creek. The creek is quite large, but it's not quite a river. I just finished building the place and it looks pretty cool. There is a large multi-level deck which goes all the way to the creek below. I'm sitting on the front deck, messing around with a couple aluminum parts of some kind which are all muddy. I climb down to a lower level deck to the creek and begin to rinse off the parts. I use an old toothbrush to reach into the corners. As I'm washing them, the water suddenly stops moving. As I sit there for a bit, staring at the water, it starts moving again. A friend of mine is on some kind of excavator machine and is digging some large rocks out of the creek. As he was doing that, I feel the cliff side move a bit as a crack began to open up. I told my brother about it who was standing on the side not paying attention. The cliff moved again, so I climbed up onto the other side. There are several places where it is starting to crack and fall in. As I'm climbing up, the land is falling into the creek. I finally get to a good spot where the ground is not moving and wake up.

DJ Log: May 4, 2013 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I bought a camera and some lenses on eBay. A very brief moment after paying for the items, the postal delivery driver knocks on my door and hands me a box. When I open the box, there are several layers of tape on the camera box inside. There is no lens cap on the camera and there is a bunch of dirt caked inside the lens. I was kind of mad. I opened another item from the box and it was used also. Everything was supposed to be new.

DJ Log: May 12, 2013 – 6:45AM (USA Eastern)
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I am helping a friend work on a small single-engine one-seat plane. We are both sitting in the seat, tightly wedged between the sides of the plane. There is a panel full of buttons and controls and there is the typical control stick in the middle of the floor. We try to move our legs over each other's for a bit so that the stick is free to use.

We're tracing an electrical issue of some sort which is preventing the engine from starting. I pull off a large metal panel on the dash and find a fuse panel underneath which has some really primitive looking fuses. The fuse is a bar of phenolic with a small wire wrapped around it several times. The ends of the bar have holes so that they can be fastened to a bolt to allow the current flow. Each fuse is labeled 10 Amps and there are 6 of them stacked together, so I assume that means that this is supposed to be a 60 amp fuse. They look very corroded and rusty.

I reach in and wiggle the fuses around a bit and the engine suddenly starts. My friend reaches up and pulls the canopy down and says, “Fuck yeah!!! Let's go!” I pull the throttle control and the engine sputters a bit, then revs up quite well. The prop on the front starts spinning, but it looks too small to actually make the plane work. Just as I am about to pull the throttle control more, some guy walks right in front of the plane while talking on his cell phone. I look around for a horn button but cannot find one. I push up the canopy and yell, “Hey, dumb fuck! Hang up and walk before you get your head whacked off!”

I pull the canopy down and pull back the throttle control all of the way. The engine spins faster and starts to move the plane forward, then the engine sputters out and stalls. I wiggle the fuses again but nothing happens. Reaching under the seat, I find a box of spare fuses and parts. The box has at least 100 of those fuses in it and a spool of the fuse wire to wrap around them. I say, “Why didn't the dumb fucks put a breaker in there instead of a fuse? How bad would it suck if the fuse took a shit while in mid-air?”

DJ Log: April 12, 2013 – 8:15AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm sitting in a hotel room with a couple of guys talking about switching rooms. One guy is a really tall blonde and the other guy is medium height with brown hair. The blonde guy comes over and sits next to me and leans his head on my shoulder. I put my arm around him and rub his shoulder. He looks at me and smiles. I smile back and suddenly wake up.

DJ Log: April 12, 2013 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am in a hotel room and decide to change rooms. I quickly pack up all my bags and leave the hotel room on the first floor and get into the elevator. I fight the door a bit to stay open while I load about 6 or 7 bags into the elevator. Once inside, I see that there are 4 buttons on the control panel. Suddenly, I feel the elevator moving, so I push the “3” button. The elevator stops and I see a “3” on the wall when the door opens.

(Note: This was a notable event, as the elevator actually went to where it was meant to.)

I get off on the floor and drag all my bags with me. I can see my room across the hall and I walk in. The room is pretty shitty. It looks like it has been a smoking room that hasn't been cleaned in like 50 years. The walls are covered in smoke stains and there is black soot growing from all the outlets and switches. I say, “Fuck this, I ain't staying in this room.”

I turn around and walk back out toward the elevator. I see three other rooms which have their door wide open. In one room, there is a guy laying in his bed watching TV. In another, there are a few people sitting on the couch. I get to the elevator and push the button. After a moment, an elevator down the hall dings and the door opens. I try to drag all my bags to the door, but it closes just as I get there. I drag my bags close to the door and push the button again.

The elevator door opens again and I look inside and say, “What the fuck.” Just inside the door is a set of 4 steps that lead into the elevator. I wedge one bag in the door to keep it open, then I carry my bags down the steps and set them on the floor. I pick up my last bag and notice that there are no buttons at all on the elevator panel. I stand there for a second and the elevator starts moving. When it moves, only the middle part of the floor moves. The sides are open like an old industrial elevator. The walls don't move with the floor. It moves for a bit, then it stops and I suddenly wake up.

DJ Log: April 10, 2013 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am in a shopping mall, walking around through different stores. Suddenly, I levitate slightly off the ground and begin to float along in a single direction, kind of like when Second Life lags and you just float uncontrollably through walls and everything. I can't control where I am going, but it is interesting to see what's inside the walls between the stores. I can see all the pipes and wires and stuff in there.

I float for a bit, then stop in a music instrument store like Guitar Center or something like that. I look around for a bit, then I find a really cool rack synth module called Neural Synth. I walk to the counter and tell this cute Asian guy that I would like to try out the Neural Synth. He looks at me puzzled for a moment, so I repeat my request. Suddenly, he jumps up and gives me a big hug and kisses me on the cheek. Then, he walks behind me and grabs onto my shoulders and holds on as I begin to float off the ground again. I float, carrying him with me as I float over to the other end of the store to another counter. It almost seems as though he is driving me around.

A lady is standing behind the counter when I arrive. He tells the lady what I wanted and she goes into a back area for a moment, then comes out and hands me a wall-wart power supply. I give her a puzzled look, then she walks away for a moment. She returns and places a Yamaha box of sorts on the counter. It has no buttons or anything on it. I look at it, then tell her that's not what I wanted. I walk her over to the rack of synth modules and point to the one I want. She says, “Oh, you want that one.” She pauses for a moment then says, “That's an interesting one.” She goes into the back area and looks for one. After a short bit, I start roaming around the store then I wake up.

DJ Log: April 3, 2013 – 6:15AM (USA Eastern)
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I am driving through an older development in my home town, looking for a place where a friend of mine from many years ago lives. I pull into a circle at the end of a street and say to myself, “Shit, I think I'm on the wrong street. I should be on the next street over.” I pull into a driveway to turn around, then I start to back up. As soon as I turn my head, I see the guy I'm looking for walking into his house. I stop and wave and he waves back. I roll down my window and tell him, “I'm looking for a certain place and I'll come back once I check it out.” He waves again and walks inside.

I drive around to the next street over and try to drive up the road. The road is blocked, so I get out and walk into what looks like a clothing store in the middle of the road. I look for a moment, then turn around and walk back to the house I stopped at before. I knock on the door and my friend answers the door and says, “Come on in.” I walk in and just inside the door, he stops and looks at me, then he smiles and reaches up and boops me on the nose and gives me a really cute grin. We talk for a bit then I wake up.

DJ Log: March 18, 2013 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm walking with a group of people through a wooded park in the middle of a city. It seems to be early in the morning, as there is just barely enough light to see our way. We're walking along shooting the shit and I can just see a large field which has a sign stating “Recreational Area – Public Access”. We continue walking and come to the edge of the park and arrive at a building.

We walk into the building and go up a set of stairs to the second floor. We walk into a small office and find a 3D topographical map on a table in the center of the room. I look at the map and I can find the trail we walked on in the park earlier.

DJ Log: March 17, 2013 – 9:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am at an military surplus store with a friend I haven't seen in a long time. We're at the register lane and are looking at all the things on the shelves near the front. There is an aisle end cap which has shirts and pants on it. As we slowly move along the line, we see another end cap which has some tactical vests on it. I pick out one which has some large pockets on it. My friend picks up a different one, saying that he wants it because it has a pocket large enough for a machete.

DJ Log: March 17, 2013 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am at a large college at some kind of meeting in the common grounds between all of the buildings. As I'm talking with a group of people, someone throws a wine bottle from a window and it crashes to the ground and breaks. I look up and see a window open on the 3rd or 4th floor. It looks like there is some kind of party going on there. I think that the bottle throwing was kind of fucked up, but we just keep going about our business.

Just a few moments later, another bottle comes flying from the sky and crashes onto the ground. I jump away from the building and see someone closing the window on the 3rd floor above us. He sees me and backs away from the window quickly.

I walk over to a vending area on the edge of the common grounds looking for some kind of security personnel. Without success, I tell the cashier what happened and that something has to be done about this. I ask her how to get ahold of security or whatever. She said she doesn’t know. I ask her if she could find out and she just looks at me funny. I tell her that if nobody will do anything about it, I am going to go upstairs and throw everyone at that party out the window.

DJ Log: March 17, 2013 – 3:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm walking around in a large shopping mall with my brother looking for a specific pair of Wrangler jeans. We check out a couple of stores through their front window, then walk toward a Sears. I say, “Let's go in here.” As we walk through the mall corridor, I see that there is no 'grand entrance' into Sears, but only a single small door. I open the door and we both appear in the middle of the store like we just teleported or something.

I walk toward a display rack full of jeans and see that there are no Wrangler jeans on it. I walk over toward a corner of the store where I somehow remember there being a shelf of jeans, but there is nothing there but some seasonal items on the shelves. I walk to another area and find some more jeans, but they're not what we're looking for.

DJ Log: February 28, 2013 – 4:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm hanging out with a few people in a room. We all have pistols and are working on them, installing laser sights and such. I have a large pistol on my right side and a magazine pouch on the left side. I sit down at a small table in the middle of the room and look around for a moment to see some of the guys playing with their phones and some working on their guns.

I pull my pistol out of the holster and start messing with it. One of the other guys sitting at the table is working in his too. He's showing me some things he just put on it, a laser and some other things. Mine has a large viewfinder like a video camera on the top of it. While I'm pointing it around the room, everything in the room appears on the screen. With a slight twist of the wrist, I can see behind people. And a small button on the trigger guard shows things behind walls.

Another guy walks up and shows me a large scope he just put on his pistol. I asked him why he would put a scope on a pistol, but he didn't answer. He just puts it in the holster and sits back down on the couch.

I look back at my pistol and there is some kind of a video game on the screen. So, I am playing a video game on my pistol sight and some of the others are playing games on their phones.

(Note: This one was recorded quite a while after awakening, so a lot of detail seems to have been lost.)

DJ Log: February 18, 2013 – 9:15AM (USA Eastern)
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A friend asked me for an application of some sort to load onto his laptop. I hand him a floppy disk and he gives me a funny look, then tells me that he doesn't have a floppy drive. He asks me if I have a Zip disk, so I look back at my desk and see that a Zip disk has appeared beside my laptop. I put the disk in my drive and looked to see what was on it before I handed it to him. There were a couple of pictures on it, so I move them to my Desktop before copying files onto the disk. When I press the eject button, I suddenly wake up.

DJ Log: February 15, 2013 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am riding in a U-Haul truck with my parents and my brother. We're driving around in a town where some of my relatives live. We stop by a large farm supply store and my Dad wants to get a whole pallet of wood shims. I can't figure out why he wants so many of them, so I just wander aimlessly around the store.

I end up talking with a lady who breeds dogs. She points to a large kennel in the corner of the store and says, “I've been building this breed for 30 years now and they're perfect.” I walk with her to check out the dogs and end up picking out the only male in the kennel. It's a medium-sized dog with brown wiry hair. The lady hands me the end of the leash and says, “That'll be $250.” I say, “Thanks”, then I walk toward the checkout area. When I find my dad at the cash register, the cashier scans the dog with the bar code reader and it comes up as $1,000 and some change. I say to myself, “It must have been the wood shims or something.” as I leave the store. As I'm walking out of the store. The dog stops and says, “I gotta go over here and take care of some business.”, so I walk the dog around the side of the store and he takes a poo in the grass.

I start walking with the dog down the road away from the store. As we're walking, the dog starts walking faster, taking up all of the slack in the leash. I start walking a bit faster, then I hover slightly above the ground and just let the dog pull me along. The dog starts running full speed and I'm in tow, hovering a few inches off the ground. We're hauling ass down a road and suddenly, the dog gets the leash tangled up in a tree that's sticking out of the middle of the road. I suddenly stop, then float over and try to untangle the leash from the tree. The dog runs around the tree a few times and makes quite a mess out of the tangle.

After a bit of struggle, I manage to get the leash untangled from the tree. The dog and I start running back up the road, noticing that it's starting to get dark outside. I pull my phone out of my pocket and call my brother, asking him to pick us up once they're done loading the truck. He asks where we are at, so I look around a bit and see that I'm standing in front of my aunt's house. I turn and look down the street again and I wake up.

DJ Log: February 10, 2013 – 8:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I'm hanging out on the back deck with a bunch of relatives. I look up at the sky and see some strange black and gray clouds with red outlines around them. They almost look like they were drawn with crayons or maybe something from a video game. As I watch, they are growing larger and are filling the sky quickly. I quickly decide to retrieve my camera from the car which is just as the bottom of the steps from the deck. I open the door and grab my camera bag from the seat.

I run back up to the deck and pull out the camera. I power it on and pull off the lens cap, then aim for the sky and press the shutter button halfway to see if auto-focus will work. The built-in flash pops up, so I lower the camera and check the flash settings. I turn off the flash and try again only to have the flash fire before I am even done aiming the camera. I check the settings again and see that the flash is on 'Auto', so I turn it off again. When I raise the camera again, the auto-focus is just hunting and will not lock onto the clouds. I switch to 'Manual' and try again only to have auto-focus kick in just before the shutter triggered.