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    My Zero Sensory DJ

    I Luc, have this online DJ for the sake of sharing my dreams. I have a paper DJ that holds most of my dreams I had since joining Dream Views, but on the site itself I may not include all of my dreams; will either include the whole dream, or include none of the dream. I will, in this online DJ share my after thoughts such as my opinions on any aspects of it, or background so that it makes more sense to you, or how the dream is making me feel or other after thoughts on the dream along with the the text from my paper dream journal because at 8:00 AM I may not write that stuff down in my paper dream journal. I might do so a little at 8:00 AM or what ever time it is, but I'm not a good morning person so I will at least just record my thoughts and emotion that were in the dream.

    I named it "Zero Sensory" because it is no longer my skin doing the feeling, nose doing the smelling, or eyes doing the seeing. It's my mind (subconscious and conscious) coming up with everything. OK... some neurologist is going to come along one day and say, "Well Luc, our brain actually is a sensory organ because of it's unique ability to [blah blah blah] just like our skin has the unique ability to [blah blah blah]."

    To summarize:
    -> My first name is Luc. I'm American but was given the French spelling of the name.
    -> I use my online DJ to share my dreams.
    -> I will either post everything I recorded in my paper DJ dream journal or everything that I remembered (plus after thoughts), or I will post none of the dream.
    -> I named my DJ "Zero Sensory" because it's no longer my eyes doing the seeing or skin doing the feeling, but it's my mind itself.

    1. The Audio Cable and My Report Card

      by , 06-23-2012 at 03:15 AM (My Zero Sensory DJ)
      Note: This is my first DJ entry. I registered on this form a few days ago. This dream is the best dream I had since registering and because of that it is my first dream in my paper or online DJ. I'll will include more dreams better, or worse from now on.

      The whole dream was non lucid:

      It started with me walking into my high school's lobby. There were many teacher's in the lobby and hallways. They were dressed casually. It kind of shocked me because I am used to them wearing more presentable clothes as the do during school. I didn't recognize many of the teachers. I somehow understood that they were all there because they were putting together our report cards now that school had let out for summer break. For some reason I needed an audio cable and the next thing I remember is walking into a teacher's office to look for one. A report card lying on the ground catches my eye. Next to it is a printer on a box. The printer is printing a report card. I'm thinking to myself how cool it would be if it was my report card because I would be the first one to see their grades. More of it prints and it has my name on it. I scan it quickly and all I make out is a F. My English teacher from last year walks into the office and tells me I received a F for her class. She says she is sorry and tells me that my grade was not much lower than what other students get. She said that is a C or C- I am thinking to my self something along the lines of "How is far off from what other students get." She says I will have to take summer school for English. I'm sad because of that. She makes a remark like "Well people who take it twice will really know their stuff." I ask for the audio cable and she shows me the 'newer type' (the one with green plugs) and then she shows me the older type of audio cable. She says something about that one. I say the new one will do. She then says how she uses the older one on some device of hers. I leave the school and the next thing I know I am in the van with my family. I notice that I forgot the audio cable somewhere back at school. I leap out of the still moving van because my parents say they aren't going to go back just for that. I had no choice but to leap out. I run back to school and get there in what now would be a record breaking time. The side of the road that the school is not on had farm fields and rolling hills. The dream, or at least my memory of it was fading at that point and the last thing I remember is seeing the church out front of the school.
      Tags: high school
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      non-lucid