MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.

movies: I was watching a dream as if it were a movie. In one scene there were a bunch of Indians and chinese people in a war. Tho other movie I forget what it was about. But i could shift between the two different movie scenes at will.

House: I was in my kitchen. It was very vivid. There was food and half rotten food all over the kitchen. I was hungry and trying to find something to eat. I reached in the cupboard and found a drumstick. I ate it and it was covered in all sorts of sauce. It was very sticky. There was someone else there. Maybe my mother.

Trapped: Me and a few others were trapped in some sort of dangerous warehouse. A few ravens may have been there. We were walknig around the big rooms trying to find a way out. At one point i saw someone leap up to a window. I knew if they tried the window they would die. the person went out and their body dissapeared in a flash. I heard a loud whirring sound and it seemed as if the persons energy body was being consumed by something. There was a woman beside me, may have been blue dreamer.

I started jumping really high to the ceiling trying to find out where one sound was coming from. When i got back down BD said a dead person or a spirit was trapped in a particular part of the ceiling. I leapt up again to see if i could hear it. and indeed i heard someone deep within the ceiling making some kind of noise. I got back down and said to BD "hey you got the inner ear!". she just kind of chuckled.

Highest Ridge: me and my dad were driving to work but through a wooded area. The scenery began to change. first it was hills and then we were driving through high mountain peaks. They looked very spectacular. We parked up on a high ridge. My dad said "ok we have to hike down to the job." i said "impossible! there's a sharp cliff in every direction."

Party At the warehouse: I was in a large warehouse where there was some DJ's. I went outside and it was daytime. A silvery haired man walked by and said hello as if he knew me. He invited me in and i said something like "My boss only gave me so much" he said "Yeah, i know how it is. a little money here and there, but never enough for everything." I said "yeah, I gotta eat first and foremost" He agreed and said it's important for one to always look after themselves.

I think another man walked by. but the thought of food made me hungry. A woman and a man were sitting nearby with some food. The woman said "we have a large cake we are trying to get rid of." i tried to say "maybe my mom might like that more the me" But the words came out wrong. Something wasn't right. why couldn't i speak. I yelled "hey, can you guys hear me?" twice. They both shook their heads and said no. I sat down with them and started eating a bag of chips.

later, I was inside the party sitting at a wooden table with some people i seemed to know from the Dreamviews forum. I think one may have been waking nomad. he seemed to joke around like him. He had brown hair and eyes. someone was with him who seemed to be his friend. He was teasing me about guitar playing. he said "You play great punk guitar". I said "I hate punk... why would I play punk guitar" we went back and forth like that for a while. I kept looking across the table and across from me was a beautiful woman with brown hair. she never spoke but always seemed to look at me whenever i looked at her. she never seemed annoyed and seemed to match my gaze. she had huge brown eyes and a child like face. but her eyes seemed much older. Her face was sometimes luminescent, as if she was trying to burn her image of her into my mind. Both her and waking nomad stuck out of the dream like a color character in a black and white film.

I looked at the wooden railings and recognised Slayer's handwritting. The words spoke of synchronicity. I said to Nomad "so, you and slayer are friends now huh." he said "that's right." Then he harrassed me more about about playing punk guitar.


Shamanic chatroom: I was in the chat a lonewolfs forum. GS was there. somehow he had hacked the chat and kept changing the color scheme. he kept laghing 'cause he made everything in chat look white. which made it impossible to see what i was typing.

Small lucid: I realised i was entering a dream. I was outside a large warehouse floating to ward it. I grabbed onto a white pipe. I forgot what i had wanted to do and the dream faded almost instantly