All DJ Entries

I was driving a car late in the night. I was driving to home, but I saw that my neighbors made a huge party. I stopped to check what was going on, and met with my friend. We talked for a while. Looking around I saw that all the people disappeared, so we talked some more.

in the early 90's I had a good friend staying in my garage remodeled to a spare bedroom, I slept out there one night on the couch and was dreaming I was making a hole in one shot from a great distance and was awoke by my friend yelling that is awesome did you see that shot we were both in the dream together watching the shot as it happened I have not found any information other than statements on how that is not possible yet it did happen and has never since he now lives in florida and I'm still Washington area and neither of us has had that happen since. If anyone has any information about this type of shared in real time dream and both seeing the exact same thing in real time I would like to know how rare that is .
Thanks

Wynhaven

So In real life I got up with my boyfriend to see him off to work since he goes to work early. I laid back down and fell asleep. We've been together over a year and a half. We are in a very happy relationship. He doesn't text other girls and had no contact with ex's.

Most of my dream was me wandering around my old Highschool. Not much went on. Then I started hearing my boyfriends voice. Everything was druggy and blurry as if I was actually waking up from my dream. I opened my eyes to see my boyfriend getting out of his work clothes and into some nice new clothes I hadn't seen before. I popped up out of bed and followed him out to the work truck where I got in the passenger side. We started having sex but he was still driving. I asked him why he was dressed up and not in his work clothes. Immediately he gavee this 'I don't want to tell you look.' I called my boyfriend's name and he told me he's going to his Highschool friends wedding. A girls wedding. I was fine with that. I was like "that's sweet! What time is it? I don't have to work until the evening." Again that look.

"There's more?"

"I don't want to tell you. You'll get mad."

I stopped sex and grabbed his penis with my hand pulling it out of me.

"I'm already getting mad. Tell me or I'm going to assume the worst. Are you going with a girl?"

His silence and facial expression answered that question.

"Okay." Trying to stay calm. "That's fine. Then why can't your wife (in real life we call each other husband and wife as we are planning on getting married in a year and a half) come with you and this 'girl'?"

"<my name> it's complicated. There's nothing going on between us. It's just we were all best of friends in Highschool and she wanted to go with me."

"Best of friends? Why haven't you ever talked about Either of them with me in the past two years we've been together? You talk about your Highschool buddies all the time. Is this girl an Ex or something?"

"....it was a long time ago. I promise nothing is going on."

We drive up a hill that is super steep and narrow.

"This isn't the way to the wedding." I told him cause I knew somehow. I knew on the other side was only a drop down, but there might be a space to turn around. Instead my bf backs up and we fall of the cliff and land on all four wheels back on the ground. We continue driving.

"So let me get this straight. You and your ex are going to a wedding and I'm not invited?"

"She asked for it just to be the two of us. It is was our thing in Highschool."
I'm furious and considering calling someone to pick me up. Now we are walking. Near houses with cats and little kids playing.

"Angel I promise nothing is going on. It's all going to be okay."

"Oh yes. It's going to be." Picks up a box of stuff and throws it behind me. "Perfectly okay. No I'm not upset at all that the LOVE OF MY LIFE is choosing to please an ex over his FUTURE WIFE." Dripping with sarcasm. Going through a tight spaces. A family eating dinner. Bf accidentally drives over kids bike.

"Way to go hon. You ran over a kids bike."

"It's because I'm paying too much attention listening to you bite my ear off."

Now we are walking in the middle of playing children. My bf is pushing a stroller and I am walking up a barren mountain a little in front of him.

"You know what... That's fine. Have fun with your ex." He calls my name in a tone that makes me feel like I'm being over the top, but I'm so mad I can't calm down.

"This is normal. People go to weddings together all the time. It doesn't mean anything."

I don't say anything and keep walking up the hill trying not to cry. I start asking myself if it really is normal and my way of life is the one that's not normal, but I keep walking.

+ (f) longer dream poorly recalled, culminating in walking in a large open field in the country (with wife?) what was our property, at the finale: standing and observing a creek and the beginnings of a big bridge (we were building?), a huge chunk of concrete on the far bank and some temporary wooden frame

+ ski slope, no snow, met some skier, I work there? climbing up hills, streams of (chopped wood?) flowing down the hills trying to make progress against these, eventually make it to the top of the hill and file a report on my experience.

+ epic: return to former adult home

At the beginning: long sequence in the back yard of my old home, the new owners are away. I need to finish some yard work? I see my old [deceased] dog? At some point: wandering through the house itself, observing things, [inaccurate], interacting with new owners, putting up some sort of infrastructure.

I'm walking towards the house and catch a glimpse of a nail sticking up out of the ground. I return and look closely and there's an entire irregular patch of 1" - 2" nails sticking (point-side up) up out of the ground, and say "you have to be careful here!"

I notice that there are large piles of our former things that we left here. Lots of little knick-knacks and many other items. I look for a box to pile all the stuff in to. It may just be a mess at our new place but the new owners will probably just toss all this stuff out so I should just take it with me. In a shed in the back yard all of our stuff is piled high. I take something from the pile in the middle of the shed and it is my sons old camping sleeping bag. I unpack it from its stuff sack and look at it: it is a dark-colored, mummy-style down sleeping bag. I think about writing an ad for it "almost new, very clean, only used once or twice." I wonder if it is too small for him now.

I'm facing the house yard to my back in the backyard and I take a few steps towards the house and [semi]get the urge to fly. I wonder if I'll be able to fly, and I try to take off and I do fly. I get a big smile on my face as I soar up over the roof of the house and observe the neighborhood from about 30 feet up in the air. As I'm taking off into the sky I think I see the former owners inside the house, along with former colleague GT [company "3"] who catches a glimpse of me as I take off.

From up in the air I see across the street is a middle-aged woman working in her front yard on concrete. I think about swooping down to her and engaging but decide quickly against it (she's not attractive). I fly around for a bit and return to my "current home" which is right next door to our former home [false].

I return then to the former home in order to continue retrieving our personal belongings from the shed in the back yard. I enter the property on the right side yard of the property. The new owner wife and husband are there. I meet the wife first, she's not very friendly, she approaches and says s.l. "after all this time, you're finally coming to meet us?" I ignore the jab and keep greeting them. Meet the husband. I get this idea and say to him, "when it gets hot in summer, we'll sit out on the veranda and drink tall mugs of beer." The wife says s.l. "you can do that on *your* property."

Workmen are hauling our former belongings out of the hut and piling them on the concrete in the side yard. I see some green and a purple yoga mats. I pull those aside since they are expensive. They're going to take all this stuff away.

I'm walking with the husband in the back yard towards the left side yard. I ask him "do you play racquet sports? Like tennis, racquetball?" He says "racquetball." I say "I haven't played racquetball in a long time. Do you play squash?" [No reply?].

My attention is grabbed by the structure that (I?) had begun constructing in the back yard. At some point there was a workman earlier who had come to work on it, and I see that he has completely finished it. Formerly open, he had closed the entire structure with dark square panels that go all the way up to "the roof" [in the back yard!?] closing it off. I say "whoa, he really finished that thing." I was very surprised since I didn't remember it looking that way the last time I looked at it. Other portions are still open. The new owners gets up and tried to look closely at it. I'm trying to point out a particular feature which is right there in front of his face: "to the right….to the left…it's RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR EYE!"

I turn and look back all over the back yard in the left far corner, seeing the entire back yard and the house. The hard is filled with this rough 2-level structure. I wonder what it's for, you could store things in there but it's not a strong structure, being built of what appear to be bamboo poles and filled in with straw. I say "You could store grass clippings here from mowing the lawn?"

Wake up and get concerned about the time. Indeed it's around 5pm now and I still need to get in a full work day, argh!

Oobe style Dild LD this morning at around 7am🌞 - as I don't need to be anywhere early this week I have enjoyed the extra morning time to Practice.

Suddenly I was aware that I am trying to read some text on a piece of paper in front of me. I am trying again and again to read it with no avail - "'I must be dreaming" I think and look around me - I am in my bed room and see my bed and what looks like a lump under the covers which I assume is me. I immediately try to levitate up and out of the roof but I just keep going forever so I decide to abort this plan...I see the hatch is open ( attic room )with light streaming in I dive down there and make my way into the living room where my bf is sitting watching the TV. I sit down in front of him and wave - he doesn't see me - I watch him for a while, he is laughing to himself and looks content but then his face starts to turn really sad and tears come down his cheeks ... then he starts to laugh again within all the tears. I am touched at his humanity 🐚 and throw a cushion at him to make him aware I am there - at this moment I awake inbed 🌸

When my dream body is back in bed I stay still for a while and ponder on the differnet feeling of how it felt tobe LDing and the starkness of WL - It seems to me during LD ones focus is very much in the front of ones head... hard to explain that feeling🌌

NA

This is going to be a long entry!

First dream: Can't teach a fish how to swim

I'm swimming in a river contained in a cemented canal, on the insistance of my cousin. It's sunny and a little windy, but the water is really murky and the few reeds growing in the cement crack are gnarly and sickly. Luckily for me, the water around me is a litle lest disrty and I can see a little through it; my cousin wears a dark blue one piece bathing suit and is coated with grim, save fore her hair and face. She looks like she used to a few years back, when she wore her hairs shoulder lenght and parted in the middle, with blonde highlights. We reach a platform with metallic stairs, there is a group of men here, calling us and reaching out. I grab the railing of the stairs and pull myself out of the water, with a little help. The air is hot and dry; even the strong wind is hot and I can feel my skin dry in seconds. I walk up the stairs to get out of the canal, we're in the middle of a large, dirt and sand plain with nothing in sight but the canal. My cousin doesn't want to get out, and she find the current in the middle of the river and swims with is away from us.

I woke up and did a WBTB, reading stuff and nagging Eli for around twenty minutes

secon dream: Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers/Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters

I'm walking around town with my family, it's even late dusk or early evening, the street lamps are lit but still there is some sunlight, that grey light that stay around after the sun itself has desappear. It's a pretty town, with old stones houses in terraces and stone paved road; it's clean and pretty touristic, even with the aerial electric line crisscrossing the sky overhead. I lag a little behind and tell myself Eli should be here. He walks up to my side and I realise I'm dreaming.
I smile to him and he wraps his arm around my waist with a smile of his own. We walk a little and he asks me if I want to do anything in particular. I snuggle against him, drawning a blank, until suddently I remember one of my objective: finding my animal totem. I grab Eli hand and excitedly tell him that I want my animal totem. He let me drag him around town and we find a small place with a little gathering of animals under a street lamps. I walk to them and ask which one is my totem animal. A giant, soft gray wolf wearing another wolf skin of the same color like a coat, with the other wolf head half covering her own, comes to sit in front of me. She have light gold eyes and dark gray nose, and a very pink tongue. She's a little on the gangly side, and her paws look almost oversized.* Her head is larger that a average wolf, with more slanted eyes. She makes me thing of a fox in disguise, but I still think of her as a wolf. I ask her her name, and she remains silent, staring intendly at me. I pet her head and scratch gently her neck, asking her name again. She shakes her head, making the wolf fur on her back slips a little, and give me a gentle headbutt. I ask her a third time, and I hear inside my head a feminine voice, ringing like a silver bell, telling me "Name me!" I'm startled and let go of the dream.

*Eli think it looked like a puppy. A puppy the size of a small pony.

Third dream: Seven days to live

I'm controling a man in a zombie apocalypse. The air is gray and yellow, he is in a urban environement with broken up road and falled buildings. I feel the controller in my hand, and it's like I'm overing over his shoulder. I know through story exposition that this apocalypse come from an airborn virus, and that some people like the man I'm controling are unaffected by it. I use the bumpers to have him jump through windows and fight of the infected. They aren't very resistant, and their skin tear like paper under the blow, letting their muscles fall out with lymph rather that blood. In fact, there's very little blood, maybe a couple of small scratchs on my character, as a way to let the payer know that their life is slightly depleted. I make him jump inside a dirty white bus and I fuse with him, and I'm the charater as myself.
This bus is going to a safe place with people immune to the virus, but we're aren't sure that all of us are really immune, and the atmosphere is tense. We keep the doors and windows as closed as possible; only people that proved that they were immune are allowed to get out. The bus have being gutted and the chairs remplaced by diner chairs painted white, with a backrest shaped like a giant echec piece, a knight. At first it's full, but after a couple of stop some chairs are empty. I walk trought the bus and see my cousin again, pouting, and a very old friend being pissy about having to stay inside the bus. I get out and go to speak with the driver, who show me that the bus is being fitted on rails to be able to travel through a very steep fall and up, like a roller coaster. I get vertigo looking at the fall and go back inside the bus, wondering if sitting in front will make is worse or better. I decide to sit in the back and my pissy friend is less pissy, and let me sit next to him.

D1 playing some rpg game with a serious lot of mobs in some big level (ive had dream with this fictional game in before)
I tank for someone to help them level up.

D2 - Milly and one other operative are competing over who will get the next mission from me xD They are briefed in a large lecture theatre.
Milly drives a very large white (!) car (its almost has dolphin curves to the sides) . Needless to say she beats the other person. We rendevous, parking our cars on a long stretch of road and talk standing by railings,

D3 - wake up to find staying in a cramped house. Downstairs in the kitchen/dinner im angry at not getting to sit with my family. i am a child. I refuse the breakfast and take a bite of something and run out of the house.
i am at the seaside the early morning is dark and hazy, the weather squawly. I climb a set of long wooden steps up over looking the sea. i plan to jump in and swim or drown (not sure) but when i look i am overcome by the vastness of the sea. large vessels look like tiny ants in the vastness if the inky black cold ocean.

D4 - My team, probably Milly and one other, are playing a chess competition. we are in a cramped badly lit room with multilevels and a low ceiling. the other teams are cheating two vs one. i try and persuade the team captain of this. she is unswayed, so i challenge her to a match to decide. i am not sure my superpowers will not stop working in this dream (they can be unreliable) and a agree to try next time.

D5 - At parents house a child i know stops a smaller one from waliking off with a motor bike. I thank him but do not trust him (he stole stuff at school) i make sure garage/gate/shed locked and warn parents.

D6 - dreamlet Milly has some cool looking blades, with holes in them, quite curvey and seriously sharp.

[comment]
pondering meaning of white (dream state) and animalistic tendencies
(2nd occurance in a dream, last time giant dark claw marks on white car)
car symbolise journey i guess
have read stuff about mamimilian brain and reptilian ?
with regard to frontal lobe activity during lucid dreaming

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1: Prison
I'm in a prison cell together with my cousin and a guy we don't know. As far as I can remember, the cell has no furniture whatsoever, though a toilet does appear later. The cell has a rectangular shape, I think it's about 2x4m. My cousin and I are standing on one side, while the other guy is standing on the opposite side. I'm not sure who asks who, but the question gets asked what crime someone committed to be here. The guy proudly admits to having molested a child/children. One of us asks him if he knows what happens in prison to child molesters. Apparently he doesn't. My cousin and I play rock paper scissors. The winner gets to tell him. I throw scissors, my cousin rock. I'm bummed out a little bit. I don't specifically recall beating the guy up, but next time I remember my cousin and I are standing next to the guy while he is huddled up on the ground. A guard comes to check on us, so we move to our own places. We make a distinction between different types of jail apparently. This is [...] and we're not in actual jail yet. Sort of like being in holding, but not exactly. The guard opens the door, which for some reason seems quite small. There's something with my cousin peeing himself and the guy also peeing myself and then my cousin.. or something like that. The guy gets taken away and has an opportunity to change his clothes, while my cousin doesn't. He uses his cap to clean the toilet seat.

Still in the prison, I'm taken to the shower area. It's quite crappy. You have to use a bucket to throw water over yourself [similar to what I've had to do in Indonesia for a month]. Some shower drains are clogged, causing a puddle of water to form with some filth in it. I manage to get a shower (about 1m² without a door) which doesn't have that issue. On the second floor there are also showers, placed directly above these. I can tell by the fact that water suddenly falls from the ceiling in bursts. Damnit. I stand next to the shower so I don't get hit. A friend I met while living in Indonesia is also in the shower area.

In the same shower area, I've found a shower in a corner. My girlfriend is here. We figure what the hell, we're gonna be in here for a while. She gives me a [censored] I feel the need to be quick, due to the fact that we have no privacy and a guard might walk in any moment. I stay on the lookout. On the other side is another inmate watching us. I don't even care. We wrap it up before we get caught. On the way out of the shower area I see my housemate. He makes a comment about what we just did.
I wrote down just a few words after waking up from this dream. I also wrote down 'bucket', but I have no clue why

It feels like this is still the prison dream. We're standing outside during the day, quite sunny as well I think. There's a big circustent. I remember a colleague being present and talking about being able to hook people up with tickets to World of Dance because he knows some of the dancers. A girl decides she wants to... tango? salsa? a Latin American couples dance. She puts on music on a boombox and moves over to a grass field which has a steep slope. She and a lot of other girls start dancing, but definitely not in a way that has anything to do with tango/salsa/something. My girlfriend better not ask me to join, cause I'm really not in the mood. Luckily she doesn't want to either.

Dream 2: Uhh
The details are very vague to me. I'm somewhere, I believe with amongst others classmates from back in Indonesia. There are several buildings close to each other. One of them is flooded, though for some reason we use it as if nothing has happened to it. Since the water is quite high I try to make sure my iPhone doesn't get wet.

There are quite a number of people. At some point two cute girls who I apparently know want to walk with my arms around them. Sure I notice a crowd has gathered somewhere and we move in that direction. A girl I know from highschool (really short girl) is beating up a dude over something. I get her to calm down.

Fragments
» Something with cooking with a group of people.
» I'm with a group of people, including one of my lecturers and I think my Indonesian classmate. We are looking at art.
» I also wrote down 'timemachine', but again I have no clue about what might have happened.

Slept for somewhere around 5 hours at current "night time" (went to bed after midnight, after midnight it is 2015-10-27. Recalled a fairly long very dreamy/random-ish sequence.

+ I'm hiking with my wife among rolling hills. She wants to know about what's going on around us, we should head for higher ground. I look around and see a tall hill across across from our hill (the ground dips way down from where we are before climbing up to the other hill). She indicates her heart is not feeling up to the hike there. I personally feel fine and energetic/healthy.

I'm then looking at a computer map of our area. There is the idea of "density of people [camped?]", shouldn't be more than 1 person per 10 feet(?). I'm looking at this map and trying to find my way back to where we were standing, on the map. I see some suburban area with trees interspersed with buildings.

I'm walking up a dark road at night, and into a small store where I know the owner. Another guy comes in and I think he has guns. He's carrying plastic shopping bags, and he's talking about having to deliver a double-barreled shotgun to somebody. His bag rips and the shotgun is exposed. I back out of the store and take out my own shotgun and pistol. I'm backing up around corners down the path, when I get to another corner I line up a shot. He comes around the corner and I wait a bit then shoot. The gun is ineffective, like it's a child's pellet gun.
I back around the next corner and prepare my pistol. The guy (now different? Younger and dark skinned?) is with a young woman now. I leave the exposure of the corner and approach, lining up a head shot (on the female?), concerned about getting shot by them but wanting to make sure I get them. There is a tussle and I end up point blank shooting the (female?) around the neck but nothing happens. I say/think "these guns are ineffective against them!" and make a run for it.

The guy is distracted and the girl is hanging back so I try to escape. I think how disappointed my dad would be in me: I thought I was all bad-ass in getting these guns but now it appears I'm the bad guy. They will capture me and turn me in and I'll be disgraced. I'm trying to run but I'm not reaching any cover, they could come out and see me any moment. Nearby is some rural looking home with large fenced yard (and orange trees?) but if I go in there the owners of the home may not like me on their territory.

There's also a school near a path(?). A lot of little kids are playing there. I could befriend the kids and hide among them but if I'm caught and taken away they'd be sad. There are some adult women nearby, too.

There's a drinking fountain nearby and I go for a drink. Seem now to be in a covered outdoor area at night / low lighting. I'm washing my hands at a sink and turn around to help the woman working behind me who is making some huge long thing out of dough which is spread out on the cement ground across the path (30-40 feet wide?). I need to help her mix the water and flour to make the dough. A man comes and says that she/we need to get the dough on cookie sheets right away ("Do it now, soldier!" he says?) before the dough hardens up on the concrete ground. The woman(?) is then making small objects out of the dough and the man is saying "if you keep doing that there just may be enough for everybody."

Then a vague scene about putting the dough in constains on shelves in a very wide refrigerator(?)

I don't remember exactly when this one was, but it was around early October 2015.

It's one of the lucid fragments I didn't bother to write down at the time.

I don't recall what I dreamed about before, unfortunately... I didn't write it down. Stupid, on my part.

However, right before I woke up, I gained awareness while standing on a cliff. I was surveying a landscape covered with sweeping grass, with the ocean in the distance. I could see the waves breaking on a pebbly shore as the grass rippled in the wind. The sun was rising over the ocean. I decided not to "do" anything but watch the sunrise and be satisfied by such a vivid, solid dream after a night full of dreaming, I mostly just remember very being pleased about it all, as if I had enjoyed my night. I still wish I had written those dreams down, but I know there was some flying involved.

I spent a while peacefully enjoying the ocean breeze while the sun slowly rose over the waves. The sunlight sparkled on the waves and tinged the grasses with a rosy golden glow. The sea wind was cool and salty, with a hint of fresh grass.

Eventually, my alarm clock went off and I had to get up for work.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1 - Gym
I remember being on the pathway near the gym and looking out over the nearby green grass rugby field. There are the typical huge trees that are spaced alongside the walkway, but I don't recall actually doing anything

Dream 2 - The law
I forgot the better part of the dream and only remember the ending. I seem to be running after someone in the mall. I think I might be a girl? O_O. There is someone who is with me and while we're on the chase we pass through a clothing store. The store clerk is a young person who does something rude (like purposely gets in our way or pushes us).. This pisses me off, there are apparently laws against people like me hitting people like him (possibly sexism related?). My partner thinks we should just leave but I get this sudden 'I ain't taking shit from you' attitude . "Let's get him for that" I say, and trip up another young guy (he had a surfer kind of blonde afro hairstyle and a few pimples) who was just walking into the store. The guy stumbles forward and slams into the store clerk. The store clerk is on the ground in front of a changing room so I step over and casually open the door, slamming it into his face brutal. Apparently if a shop door hits someone then it isn't the fault of the customer, it's the store clerks fault ^_^ there are some weird rules in this dream. I seem to be a guy again (phew) and I need to go toilet. I'm with a few friends (John, Dave and another guy called Fraser) and I tell them I'm going to the restroom. I use the urinal and the others decided they need to go to, they all come and take a leak. For some reason I keep on going for ages, I started first and finished last ^^ such a weird dream.

Jet lagged. Long afternoon nap (4 hours) Moving on to actual dream memories now.

+ looking at a map from overhead, like on an internet maps site. There is a red "pointer" marker showing our target. I see a "C"-shaped area made out of buildings, my name is involved.

+ Getting criticism of my (writing?) by best friend's MR's [deceased] father. He's examining my words and putting them up on a board and criticizing them for what they rhyme with. I retort that he's using a completely subjective scale.

+ (impression) young people, club, gathering, doing things.

I was in my living room, with two of my older sisters. Suddenly the chairman of "Law and Justice" political party, Jarosław Kaczyński appeared, and gave us his autographs. We were more than happy with this, despite none of us actually liking his, or any other political party.

This happened a while ago but i wanted to post it anyways. I was sleeping in my room when a thunderstorm broke out. For safety reasons I was moved to sleep in the living room a floor lower. I laid on a mattress and fell asleep fast. I was dreaming about me being in a forest at night with some friends walking around on the ground and climbing some trees, idk . The dream was very vivid and i still remember the feeling i had when i walked face first into a spider web.
I had just heard about lucid dreaming at this point and I knew the "hold your nose and breath"-method but also the one about looking at your hands. Suddenly in the dream my friends were nowhere and I was walking down a road still during nighttime. I felt an urge to look at my hand and I did so, only to realize that my hand had like 7 fingers all being kinda blurry and very long. It looked extremely weird and made me panic since it was my first LD. I started running kinda to escape the fear idk. After running for some seconds I woke up. Lying on the mattress in the living room. I was looking around to make sure I was safe and everything looked safe and sound. I was a bit out of breath and wanted to wake my girlfriend lying next to me for some reason. When laying my hand on her shoulder it was STILL looking just as weird as during the lucid dream. I paniced yet again feeling my heart pounding faster and harder. I woke up just after this and looked at my hand first thing, just to find it being normal again.
My first LD experience kinda scared me, but it still drew me in since the experience was so unique from anything i had ever experienced before. I am excited to learn more about this mystical universe