non-lucid

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)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

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)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(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)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

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)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

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)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

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.

DJ Log: July 1, 2013 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

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.

September 03, 2014

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(I just realized how kinky that could be... Harnesses and Thor... tehehehehe)


Harnesses at Hot Topic

I was in the weird-ass mall on my dream map, and I went into a Hot-Topic-esque store. It had four floors, and the bottom floor was underground, and had super high ceilings. And rock walls. I took an elevator down to the bottom floor, and turned left to the desk where I would get a harness. I was waiting for my harness, but the guy who was going to give it to me, who I think may have been a friend from middle school, was distracted or wanting to try something out and so I didn't get the harness for a while. Once I did have it, they hooked me to a line hanging from the ceiling and showed me how to control my movements in the room using some levers and ropes.

So basically, people would come in, and hang from the ceilings as they shopped for studded, belted, black striped, and graphic-T clothing 8D

Then there was an earthquake, or something. Maybe an alien invasion. Something epic and destructive.





Thor in the Parking Lot

I was walking in a parking lot. There were very few cars, and they were mostly clustered near the door to a large building that stretched for a long ways. Michael Fassbender had just parked his car and gotten out, and walked toward the building. I had to put my backpack down somewhere, so I decided that in front of his car would be the perfect hiding spot. I think Zukin was with me, but I'm not too sure. She may have been there before I put my backpack down, but then had to leave, or something.

I left my bag there, and started walking toward the building, which I now somehow knew was a grocery store. I was nearing the group of cars, and now could see that Loki (Tom Hiddleston ermagerd <33), some other super villain, and an old friend from highschool, were chatting around one of the cars. I heard someone approaching, and looked up;

Thor was walking toward the car as I was passing it, and said, "What villains do I see surrounding this car?!"

I stopped, turned and held up my hand. "Hey now. They're not all villains. That's my FRIEND, Thor."

He stopped in his path, turned to me, blinked a few times, and then raised his hands. "Mah bad." He said.

I went into the store, got some Nestle chocolate chip cookie dough, and was on my way out when I saw another of my old friends, who had made a cookie cake with the same cookie dough I'd just gotten. I wanted to try some to make sure I would actually like it, and so I broke off a piece of the cookie cake. I put it in my mouth, and I swear it was the tastiest cookie I've ever had and it was so good. IT was like all butter and sugar. I woke up wishing real cookies were that phenomenal.

September 01, 2014

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I was with Zukin, one of our friends from Germany, and my cousin, along with some random other people, and we were trying to find a bar. We came to this really fancy, nice one, and there was a long wait; so we put our name in for a reservation, and then went on to find someplace to drink while we waited. We went down the street until it was empty, and then turned right onto an old country lane leading to a dock. There, we found an outdoor bar. We walked around it and didn't like it much, so we left. Zukin bought a fur coat from some black market seller on the docks. It looked just like the coat my mom has.

After a while wandering the docks, we got into a buggie-slash-golfcart of some sort, and headed back down the country road to the other, nicer bar. Someone else was driving, but when we got to the intersection where we'd turned, I started driving. But i realized that I'd dropped something on the side of the road, and had to go get it. Zukin was running past me as I picked up the money and a ball, which were the things I had dropped. We all got back into the vehicle, and went to the nice bar, and asked if we could be seated now.

At first, they took us to some seats lining the wall. It was like one of those window bars, except without the window. All we would get was a wall to stare at. So we asked for better seats, and they took us to two tables along a window, with one table in between us. That table was occupied, so we took the two and decided that once the other party left, we would consolidate so we were all closer. The tables were on tiers, so the table Zukin and I were at was higher up than the others.

I was mostly people watching until the other table freed up, and we moved there. We pushed it against the other table we already had, and moved some chairs. Now, I ordered a fishbowl drink and something for dessert, but they never came. Then, everyone left and I was just wandering around the bar, alone.

Sooo...My brother told me I haven't been experiencing SP when I wrote SP in my dream journal. I don't know. I guess its just a dream that feels like it but isn't. Its confusing. Anyways I 'm going to write yesterdays dream.

Awkwaaard

I recall walking with my mom in the street and notice a car on the sidewalk. I notice two people are having it in the car. I ask my mom " How come the police haven't noticed them doing that? Aren't they supposed to get a ticket?" My mom said its probably because no one saw them. Than we just kept walking until we got into our house. I think in there I saw my dog Max. I was with two other guys and I was trying to push my dog in the corner of a cabinet. I don't remember why. He was his normal mixed breed self but changed into a purebred German Shepherd. Than ran to a room and fell asleep in a doggy bed where he changed into another dog. I decided to go upstairs after that and was shocked to find a girl in my house who had her shirt up for some guy I don't know. (Thought it was my bro) I was lucid than but still felt like beating her up. I grabbed her and smashed her face on a wall. After that I grabbed her than threw her out the house. I let the boy walk away because I didn't really care about him at the moment. I closed the door and she tried coming back in. She opened the door so I took a mop and whacked her with it. Than I woke up.

(I have false memories of having moved to an English speaking country recently...)
I'm returning to my apartment, carrying some groceries.
As I exit the elevator I stall for a few seconds.
I have completely forgotten where on this floor my apartment is...
So I just go to the first door and test if my key fits.
It does, and I decide not to worry about why I would have forgotten where my apartment is.


The apartment is quite roomy, and very modern. The entrance leads directly into a large room,
which is sort of divided into 3 areas. One for tv viewing, which has a U-shaped couch,
one for sleeping, and finally one with a computer desk for work.
I find it a bit odd that the bed is in the same room with the tv and desk.

But my attention quickly shifts towards the people that are in my apartment.
There's a guy with white hair watching TV and a woman who is using my pc.
I feel like I know these people. It doesn't seem too surprising that they're here, but I'm not really sure who they are.
The woman approaches me and gives me a hand with the groceries.


I notice that she has purple eyes. It all makes sense now: This must be ~ Dreamer ~!
She is very curious about what I bought for dinner, and begins to unpack the groceries immediately.

"Ooh, shiny!"

She is cheerful and full of energy.

"When do you want to have dinner?"
"Hmm... I don't know. I'm not really hungry yet. Canis?"

Oh. The guy watching TV is CanisLucidus. Makes sense I suppose.

"I'm starving!"

They banter on about when to have dinner. Meanwhile I try to figure out what time it is.
This proves to be rather difficult. I'm unable to read the time off the task bar on the computer. The digits keep changing.

"Hyu?"
"Yes?"
"Hmm... how do I put this? ..."
"Hyu, where is your kitchen?"
"Well, it's right over..."
"Uuuhm..."

... There's only one door in this room, and it leads back outside.
So, this is all there is in the apartment? I don't have a kitchen? Not even a bathroom???
How on earth did I manage that?

"Don't tell me you forgot to get a kitchen..."
"... I might have?"
"And a bathroom?"
"..."
"See, this is what happens when you're on the PC all day long!"

I don't know what to reply. This really is a rather colossal fuck up.

"Okay... don't worry about it. I'll sort this out."
"I'll go get you a kitchen and a bathroom."

What??? How? ...
I suppose, since this is a modern apartment, it must be modular in some way, and you can annex additional rooms to it?
I try to talk ~ Dreamer ~ out of it, because I feel that since this is my apartment, and I messed up, this is something that I need to fix on my own.

"Nonsense, I'm going right now. I'll be back in an hour or so."

She leaves the room before I manage to come up with a reply.
To be honest, I'm kind of relieved that she is helping me out.
I have no idea where to get additional rooms for my apartment...
I definitely have to make it up to her somehow.
I end up talking with CanisLucidus about game engines and the Oculus Rift for a bit. (Through unfortunately I remember nothing specific)


I feel like my overall awareness has been improving over the past few days, and it has had a positive effect on lucidity.
But this dream for some reason, even though it was absolutely cluttered with dream signs,
I managed to remain completely oblivious to the fact that I was dreaming.

Visiting a monastery with my meditation teacher, someone mentions "The Sound of Angels". And then we hear it - a noise so high pitch that I don't actually hear it with my ears, but rather, I feel it in my head. Deafeningly loud, it pervades my whole perception of sound until that's all I experience. Then it stops, the maker of the noise pausing to take another breath before continuing. I join in with the noise making because I don't know what else to do really.

Everyone stops as a well respected woman is now inside another building, giving some rare advice. I open the door before I can really think much about it and see just one person sitting with her. This person is very nervous and doesn't look prepared to take the advice and use it, so I sit down with them. The woman has a hard time with English, but there is a book she is reading from that we all have a copy of. I gently read along with her to encourage her that she's pronouncing it right. We come to a spot where a bunch of pages are missing. Maybe 20 pages. My book has them all torn out, and so does her book. She looks at me, not knowing what to do next. I tilt my head back toward the heavens and start making "The Noise of Angels". The woman is astonished that I know how to do this, and I figure out from her that it is really rare to be able to make that noise. To me, it is like a cry; a wailing; not really very pleasant, and yet very calming at the same time...

The monks nearby join me in making the noise, and I appear to be the noise making leader at this point. For no other reason than I know how to make it easily. I do it as I breathe in and also as I breathe out, so I can sustain it with only minimal gaps during the transition of the breath. It also feels like I'm flexing my ear muscles in order to make it - the ones that affect your hearing and ear pressure.

My meditation teacher and Shiela start to talk about the noise. Apparently, ever since Shiela has discovered that it exists, she has found several movies about it and has not been bored since the discovery. I follow the two of them upstairs in a big house. Shiela turns off to go into her room, then my teacher turns to go into his room, leaving just me in the hallway. I see my friend D in the hallway. We smile and say hi. Seeing a bathroom, I realize I really have to pee. But it's the only one nearby, and I don't want to take it from D, so I leave in search of another. At the top of the stairs, I see a rather exposed bathroom. Waist high walls, and a shelf that makes it really hard to tinkle into the drain because I can't get very close. I try anyway, using my precision accuracy I've developed with the tinkle cannon, but part way through, get a feeling that Shiela will soon come this way. I stop part way through, and flush, then go down the stairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, is a sink. The base of the sink begins to leak from my flush, and spreads across the wooden floor to a thick rug. I run over and grab paper towels, soak up the wet rug area, then wipe it up back toward the sink. I recall the sink had been leaky for a while, so I am happy to have finally found the source of the leak - the toilet above. J-Rad is also happy we found the leak - I see him in the other room.

I wake up to find the same frequency noise emitting from the chime bar on my alarm clock!

A dream ends with my mother's death by self-inflicted head wound, in a scene comparing her to a woman who'd shot others in order to protect the family; this is followed by several false awakenings in which my IRL sisters and I realize we've all had that same dream and argue over whether to go check on her - S. was against waking her. (There was also a room behind S. that I recognized as out of place, though I rationalized it away.) In the last false awakening we finally do check on her, and the head wound turns out to have been a metaphor for a stroke she experienced in the night; I go to call 911, only to have her stop me and explain that the stroke is also a metaphor - she removed something from her mouth which had been distorting her speech and features.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm in a field looking at scarecrows tied in place with gold that shines in the sunlight. I've just been hearing a story about how they got here - they were people once. Dead now. There's a mist starting to come down from between the mountains at the far end of the field, as it always does at this time of day though I've never been here to see it before, and I'm watching it make spiraling patterns in the sky. It's very beautiful.

As Spike, I'm sitting in a classroom that Buffy's gang is using to talk about an apocalyptic threat - something involving a demon from another dimension - I'm annoyed at how blasé they are about it. I'm aware this is normal for them, but it's something that shouldn't be normal for anyone. It's as if they're not taking a warning seriously.

Hello everyone, it's been a bit more than a week that I've responded but don't worry I'm back!

I'm going to type other entries after this one so I'll keep it short and clear, it's evening and I want to relax after a day of school.


In the week I took free from doing DJing I started reading the book 'The phase' which is a book about lucid dreaming, astral projection and much more. (The phase is an umbrella term for everything happening during conscious REM.) In this book I found many new techniques and one of which worked so good there's a chance if I can get in the right state again it will likely make me lucid again. It's a DEILD/WILD technique but the most important thing is the way you exit you waking body by rolling out of it. (Which I did almost too good... )

1. Coming in with a bang* (WILD)

After waking up around 05:00 in the morning by my alarm and having 2 more hours to do the technique I made sure I would wake up several times in these 2 hours. In total I woke up 5 times naturally of which the fourth one was succesfull. I started slumbering into sleep while laying on my side when suddenly I thought about rolling on my back, I was slightly worried I was too close to the edge of the bed and would fall of but before I knew it I felt my body slowly turning. There was a very mild tinnitus in my ears but I wasn't paying a lot of attention to it anyway, I turned faster as I was nearly horizontal and then I fell out of my bed. I open up my eyes and sit on the ground with the sheets wrapped around my body, my head actually hit the table next to my bed and hurted slightly. I looked up and was embarassed thinking I just woke everyone up with the loud thumb but then I did a nose plug RC just to be sure. Although the sensation was weak I did notice a slight difference from when I do it fully awake and knew it was a dream. I quickly stabilized by crawling over my dream-bed and sliding my hands across it, it felt like a reall bed and I was ready to start exploring. Although I was aware of the fact it was all a dream I kept silent to make sure everyone stays asleep, the hallway was darker than normal and I had a slightly eerie feeling. I entered the bathroom and closed the door, outside the window I saw a large moon in the sky illuminating the tiles with a blue aurora. I tried flying through the ceiling and towards the moon but could only jump as high as IRL. After checking my hands I noticed they weren't that deformed, all of these things began to make me doubt wether or not it was a dream. I woke up soon after.

Probably because I had been thinking of the "Expecto Patronum" TOTM before bed, during one scene in a long sequence of NLDs, there appeared a phoenix resembling the one kept by Dumbledore.

NLD: I was standing outdoors talking to three men (random DCs, no resemblance to anyone from WL). At one point I noticed a very large bird flying overhead, crimson and crested, and recognized it as a phoenix. I thought this was a remarkable thing to see, so I lifted my right hand in the air as a gesture of acknowledgment and welcome.

The phoenix turned began diving toward me. What would happen if it touched my hand? I momentarily worried that it might choose that moment to burst into flames, consuming me. But I kept my hand up to see what would happen, and the phoenix flew right over my head, just low enough that my fingers grazed its soft belly feathers.

I felt honored and delighted by this contact, so when it turned for another pass I kept my hand elevated, and it happened again. When it turned for a third pass, I wondered if it would be okay if I switched hands: would changing the pattern scared it off? I raised my left hand, and it flew down to gently graze that one too.

As it readied itself for a fourth pass, I began to suspect there must be something deliberate about its actions. What was it doing? I had the impression that it was trying to protect us. But what sort of protection could be imparted this way? "Fire resistance," I thought, and in another simultaneous scene, as though the dream had split into two concurrent but disconnected spaces, I was consulting the new D&D Player's Handbook I had been browsing in an earlier dream sequence, looking up the rules on fire resistance. How much FR might we get from touching a phoenix? +1? +2? Total protection?

Meanwhile, in the main scene, the phoenix was turning for a fourth dive. "Touch it," I instructed the others, so they would be protected too. Why was the phoenix trying to protect us in this way? Were we in danger of some immanent conflagration?