All DJ Entries

DJ Log: September 21, 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am standing outside my truck with the driver's side door open, looking at the dirty windshield. I reach under the seat and pull out a garden hose, and then spray down the inside of the windshield. After rolling the hose back under the seat, I wipe the windshield dry with a towel.

This dream was pretty short and pretty badass. Here I am looking out side my bedroom window, Suddenly this girl was looking at me, She looked quite familiar but I really didn't know who she was, So suddenly I turned away and walked back away from the curtains. She comes through the window and breaks the glass wielding a Katana sword. She tries to chase me and attack me with this blade and I woke up.

I was in half asleep and half awake mode. I knew I could shift. I was imagining running through a forest and found Leo and kara. We ran around a little and it started becoming more real. I opened my real eyes but it was my astral eyes that opened. I couldn't move my body. I closed them and imagined rubbing my carpet and floors. I crawled around to the living room and everything became super real and vivid. I kept feeling around because I had very little control and was the Shrooms teleported to karas car. I was trying to stabilize but the music was so loud that I would never get deep enough to fully stabilize. I open my real eyes and my room is silent. There was no loud music it was in the dream. I can still hear it faintly. I close my eyes and soon enough am back. Its super light in my room where I was sleeping amended could almost see that light shine through my eyes and give the dream a milky sort of look. My phone rings. I wake.

I was walking home from somewhere, at first I was able to walk just fine, but after awhile, I became tired, and I was reduced to crawling. It was as if my limbs would not listen to my brain unless I forced them to. I got tired of not being able to move, so I called a taxi. I asked the taxi driver to take me to the town I live in. we started moving. for the longest time, I just sat there, trying to regain my strength. I watched the buildings turn to trees, and the trees turn to mountains, but I did not realize that this was the incorrect way to my hometown, as I live in a populated area, not in a mountain. I started seeing other cars, like the one we were in. the taxi driver seemed to be distracted by the other cars that looked like his, so he got out some sort of radio and spoke into it, asking the cars to change colors or something like that. Suddenly all the cars were white with a black stripe down the middle, I thought that was strange for all the cars on the road to suddenly look the same, it reminded me that I may have not given him enough info to get to my house. I gave him my address so that he could get back on the right course. This made the taxi driver angry, he hunched over, his eyes turned red, and he got a rather nasty scowl on his face. I thought that this may be because I had given him the wrong info before, but I didnt' have much time to contemplate this, as I fell asleep before I could do much thinking.

I woke on a stone slab in a dark shack in my underwear. I was vaguely aware of my cell phone on my right cheek (not the face). I got up, confused, and I walked out a door with a small amount of light shining through the bottom. Outside, the taxi driver and a young blond girl were outside, sharpening meat hooks

(side note, I have never seen a meat hook before this dream, and I am surprised that this is exactly what they had in the dream.)

"Good morning, Meat." said the taxi driver.

I started running, but I became confused when they didn't immediately chase after me. I turned around and asked about it, but they didn't respond. the girl begun approaching me with a meat hook. Knowing I didn't have cell phone service, (I checked when I was running away) I knew my only option was to disarm her. I visualized what I wanted to do, grab the meat hook in mid swing and take it from her. before I knew it, I had the meat hook. I didn't hesitate. I plunged the hook into her back and yanked toward me, the meat hook embedded into her left, shoulder. I yanked it again, and it came out her chest. She didn't make a sound. I approached the taxi driver slowly, not noticing that the girl had simply disappeared completely. I wasn't sure how I was going to disarm him, he had two meat hooks, one in each hand. A meat hook flew at my head, I caught it. I was slightly confused, the taxi driver was throwing the meat hooks at me? the other meat hook flew at my head, again, I caught it. well, if he wanted to make my job easier, that's his choice. I embedded a meat hook in his skull, he was still alive, and I didn't feel like seeing his skull ripped open, so I embedded the other into his back. he disappeared as wall. I sat on the stone slab again, a bit tired, I rested.

I woke up in the same place, in a different paradigm. instead of the cold, creepy place I was in before, I was in a very nice, warm warm bedroom. the stone slab was now a proper bed, and the shack was a very nice room. the door opened, and the taxi driver poked his head in, I could tell he was no longer malicious. the taxi driver had a drink in hand, "Hey, want a Pepsi?" I said sure, even though I don't like Pepsi, He tossed the glass bottle to me, I caught it in my elbow. when I looked at it, it had changed to a mtn. dew. I set it aside and said, "I'll wake up soon" as I was a bit tired of the dream plane, and was ready to wake up.

I awoke.

Dreamed of being in a supermarket. I had no money so i had to steal some shit. I stuffed all my pockets, both outside and inside full of things. Everything was sticking out. I had a big can of beans or something that was coming out of my open jacket. There where 5 or 6 cash registers. I kept trying to walk past the one most close to the wall. But there was this girl there that kept noticing me. She was to nice to call the cops or something so she said ; "Do you have an ID?" I was like, "No.." "Then you can't go past here!" . Fuck! I walk back and every 5 minutes or so i try again with no success. Eventually i took everything out of my pockets and put it on the conveyer belt.

Eventually i'm somewhere else with Inge. Sitting across her on a lengthy wooden outside dinner table. Inside a building. Talking face to face. I wanted to ask her out so i said let's go midget-golfing !
She was okay with that, and she mentioned she's a Personal Coach.. And because of that is the only reason we are allowed to do midget-golfing without having to pay any money (guess i was still broke)

So we went midget-golfing. This was also inside. She showed her Personal Coach penny to her and the receptionist let us both in without payment. Phew, we got in. And we played midget-golf.
The place looked more like a line in an amusement park or something. But we had clubs and there where holes non-theless. But i don't remember any fancy statues or funny stuff that you see around midget-golfs courts. There where like 20 courts and at about the 7th-10th Inge grabbed her phone and started texting me. I thought it was weird i'm right here. But i let her type out a message and i read it. The first text said something about time. Like : "Are you having a good time. Or time is running out fast i have to go." My reply was : "Time goes fast when ur having fun"
Then she sent me one more text that said "Aus!"
I was like, wtf.. But within seconds i woke up and it was 7 AM. 1 minute later someone knocked on my door to wake me up. How did the dream know i had to wake up? Weird.

----

In a nap today, like 1-2 hours. I was with my dad somewhere. Then we where talking about something and out of nowhere Philosopher Stoned from this forum appears. Hah!!
He was a young looking bloke with a medium/heavy build. And he had a white beard. I was a lil intimidated to see him in person.
Wow! I didn't know u lived in holland, and in my own town. That's so weird i said.
Well yea, it's a strange world. I told him something about magic mushrooms but PS was kicking my ass in every debate. I didn't have shit to say lol, and i didn't understand all the words he was using. He was really quite serious , but he laughed at me. I went to the back of the room and left him with my dad. And suddenly PS was gone and only my dad was there.
I asked : "Where did PS go?". And my dad replied : "I'm PS". WTF!!!!! That's not possible. And i started thinking about dreamviews. Could it be that my dad was him all the time luring me into debates. No way my dad is that smart. But maybe.. If he studied behind my back it's possible. Hmm.. Then i said out loud. "No way, this must be a dream. This is impossible." My dad said nothing but stare at me and laugh.. I was mindfucked and confused and in no time i was back in my bed. Only when i felt the texture of my pillow and sheet did i really understand what was going on. Sheize.

Today slept 6hours when i got up in the afternoon i decided too rest a little while and that's when the fun begun

I dreamed i was in samo kind of a park drinking ... something i don't really remember. In the wark were some of my friends but very silent no one talking just standing there, thinking? I thought it was kinda weird so i performed a reality check and looked at my hands. My hands were super tiny and had 7 fingers as i reccall. Then instantly i thought im dreaming At first i was excited and saw the dream fading away i tried rubbing my hands and it worked but just a little enough to keep me in the dream a little longer (though i had the feeling that i was rubbing my hands IRL) then i thought to myself that i should try flying i concentrated for awhile and lifted up the air but could not move so i tried to swim in the air and it WORKED!!! as i was flying i noticed the sun was really bright and pretty as i continued flying i saw a guy flying as well but flapping his arm's i lol'd at him and continued he just gave me that face of disaproval as i was having the time of my life i swept into another dream

I remember i had 2 bottles of wine and walked through this kind of bar... and the guy inside look's like he knows me but i never saw him then it came to me "another dream?" i looked at my hands and they were fine i looked at them again and another finger popped up then i was like trying to stabilize the dream i woke myself up

But i got to say it was a fun expirience im sure there was more but this is what i remember.
I want to ask expirienced dreamer's is it normal to feel like you are rubbing your hand's in real life when in a dream becouse it was very weird?

Going to bed 1-1:30
Goals: Recall
4:OO I jues tem being in a wooded area and going to sit down on a bench, on the far left side, the benhc basically just a pieceo f wood.

7:OO I rem being at a swimming pool with some random people, im walking around the edge of the pool trying to balance, everyone is actually doing that, its like a race or something, i rem sandra was watching us, there is one point where i stop worrying about the race and just dive in.

The dive takes a long time and feels very wierd, i seem to float in the air for a while before hitting the water, the whole time sandra is yelling that were not suppoesed to dive, when i get in the water i can see that it is only about 4 feet or something but i manage to dive without hurting mysef. I get up and sandra keeps talking about how were not supposed to do that.

Before i dove in, there was a part where we are all walking around a corner of the pool, when we do there are all of these ducks walking in the dirt, there are mostly little grey ducks but there are also some that sem to have just hatched, they actualy look wierd like they have no detail, just little yellow duck shaped things crawling around, i just rem trying to walk trough without stepping on any and telling the others to do the same

8:34 am walking down the street of a strange neighborhood with jessica, we pass a house with a lot of trees, i just realized this dream is mixed with some rpg elelments, it wasnt a neighborhood but instead like a grove, one of the trees starts talking to us and telling us all about the world we are in, the gameworld, telling us the leaders of different factions and stuff.

The tree talks a bout another tree not far to the right that is supposed to be a part of some tribe and its the tree of one or omething like that. He said these people love the tree because it taught them they were all one. I rem the tree was talking as if the other tree was wrong, as we walk away i look at the tree of one, its not much bigger than the other tree and is mostly empty of foliage. I rem saying to jessica that the other tree got it all wrong but the tree of one knows whats going on.

*Flash of getting off a plane or going down and escalator or something, there is a person speeking overhead, there is something i want them to talk about, instead they start talkign about christianity and how this christian band is visiting, when i here this for some reason i completely lose my shit and start hitting the dude in front of me in the head with something, it turned out the dudes in front of me were that band, i knock a like cowboy hat off his head, he turns arounds looking all red, his head bald, he doesnt say anything, dont rem mch else.

today i drempt that i was in some sort of schoolwith a lot of people i liked then my friend katie rode into class on a horse nd i thought it was hella normal. Later this ladey had a gun pointd at my head and a knife at my throught , she stabed me in the wrist and shot me down my mouth i asked help from suzie and my grandma was there we started driving to hospital then some how i ended up driving on the bay bridge with some kids. We were at some party on a boat and my dad was in the water of the ocean. I went into the water and there were all these kraw dads, and one grabed onto my and slenches it claues in. I swam for a lil and said fuck this thing nd broke from it and started trying to beat the thing up. And later the dream changed.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a crowd somewhere, when I felt a prodding at my back. I got away from it, because I knew it was someone trying to stab me; they had been at it for a long time. I had no idea who this person was; they had been very elusive. I actually had a scar on my back from where they did stab me once already. I remember mentioning the prodding to someone.

Then, I was in my bed at home. It was nighttime. Someone was laying with me, though I can't remember who. I was laying down, when I felt a sharp stab into my lower back. It had come from the mattress, like the perpetrator was under my bed. I could visualize the puncture in my back; it was small but deep, right on my spine, and was definitely bleeding.

After getting that wrapped up and doctored a little, I remember running my hand across my lower back. I could feel the scar from the previous stabbing, which was only a few inches from where the new injury. It felt like a cigarette burn scar, or something to that effect.

I was then in a crowded room again. I think it was some sort of dance or party. At any rate, I spotted someone at the edge of the room, away from all the others. He was a short Indian or Middle Eastern-looking guy who was about my age. He was holding up a silver metal...something...

And then I saw it. A blade popped out of the top. It was a box cutter. This was the guy who had been stabbing me! I said
"You."
He looked at me. He had had no idea that I had been there watching him for a bit. He took off to run, and I chased him. He tried to go up some stairs and through a door, but I caught him and tried to wrestle the box cutter away from him, and finally succeeded.

~

I was on a school bus with a bunch of other people, heading to some gathering. I remember my boss, her daughter-in-law Shannon, and her grandson Hudson being there. Shannon's blonde hair was much longer than it is now in waking life. Her and Hudson were sitting behind me, and I think my boss was beside me. We were with some other people too, though I can't remember who. My boss wanted me to give Hudson a snack, so I rummaged through a bag to find the snacks. I pulled something out and offered it to him, but he didn't want it. My boss told me to try the Cheerios. I found the bag of Cheerios, but there were only like 7 or 8 Cheerios in the bag. I started to give them to Hudson. He took the first one and said
"This is the best Cheerio!"
I then just handed him the bag.

We were then out of the bus at our destination. It was like we were in a big, open Colosseum with a dirt floor. It was nighttime outside. I feel like we were there to battle something. I remember we had to take a break, but I don't recall what we were doing before and after the break. All I can remember is us huddled in a group talking to one another, probably strategizing. I also remember seeing my boss's shirt, and thinking it might be see-through, hoping it wasn't, and then looking back and seeing that it really wasn't. She was wearing the weirdest clothing; a dark shirt under a grey and white-striped tank top (resembling one of my own in waking life) that was too small for her.

i was at some football stadium with my mom. we were the only people there. my mom sat down. i decided to go look around. i saw a 3d rectangle thing not far from were i was. i walked over and there was a door. so i opened it and walked inside. there a bunch of people in it. i dont remember anything after that.

we just went though sonic and my mom got a huge diet dr.pepper. we were in some trailer park kinda place. my mom was going on about how she loves sonic s dr. pepper. i looked to my right and saw a sonic again. this time it was a trailer house. i said there is no way there is a sonic right there. we walked passed it and i got a glimpse inside and saw a ton of food supplies. then my mom said. your taco is your sandwich. then i woke up

My first recollections start I think somewhere in the middle of the night. The dream is fuzzy, but it involves my work. All I can connect it too mostly is training for the position, which is a week long ordeal. But it quickly transitions into a chase scene and then finally into a science fiction style dream. I was the one chasing the criminal at first. I believe he may have stole some type of weapon. Eventually, I have caught him, and he resembles a male version of an Asari (from Mass Effect). Once caught he actually helps us detect when alien, and enemy space ships enter our atmosphere so we can prepare for an attack. The dream has started after a rather large and devastating attack. His psychic powers act as a front line of defense.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some kind of auditorium, which also felt like a huge, modern church sanctuary. I sat up in a balcony. The balcony curved all the way around the sanctuary, which had an odd shape, like an octagon. Farther to my left there was another balcony over this balcony. The church was well-lit, almost like the inside of a big-box club store like Sam's Club. The place was packed. We were all here watching President Obama give a speech.

President Obama wasn't at the front of the church, on the stage. Instead, he stood on a small podium in the middle of the crowd. But then he was standing on some little platform hooked to the balcony, so that he wad just a bit lower than eye-level with the top of the balcony's barrier.

Obama gave his speech, which was about all the good things he was doing. One of the things had to do with fostering positive relationships between the US and the Middle East. One of the proofs he gave of this was some partnership being formed between Chile and a supposed Middle Eastern country called Rubia.

Now Obama was taking questions from the audience. I raised my hand to ask a question. But a woman off to my left got to ask her question. After she asked her question, Obama may have said, "Okay. Now who has another question?"

The woman had a mic, so I not only raised my hand, but stood up and walked over to the woman so I could get the mic from her. A lot of other people raised their hands to ask questions. I thought for sure one of them would get to ask, rather than me. But my old boss, DR, was sitting off to the girl's left. He said, "Let ----- ask his question first."

So I got the mic. I was walking back to my seat with the mic. In the meantime, Obama was probably answering the first question. His response had something to do with taxes. But then he also mentioned interest. A white man with blonde hair, a blonde mustache, blue eyes, and a trucker cap, asked me, "How does the government make money doing the kind of stuff Obama's talking about?"

I said, "Well, the government makes money through revenue, which is what they call taxes. And then they also make money through charging on debt ..."

The man and I together said, "... which is interest!"

The man now seemed to understand pretty well.

It was now my turn to ask a question. Obama was now up on the balcony, on some maroon-colored steps between two aisles. I was also standing on the steps, a few steps up from Obama. I asked my question. At first the mic was really quiet.

I asked Obama, "You say you're doing a lot of stuff to make relationships positive in the Middle East. But beyond the example you gave with Chile, which is a country in South America, not the US, and Rubia, which I've never heard of before--"

A young, pretty, blonde man wearing a black windbreaker came up to me as if to take the mic away. I flinched away from him. But he made a poking motion at the mic with a thin, pen-like instrument. I saw a little orange light on the mic. I understood that the man just wanted to turn the volume up on the mic. So I let him do so.

With the volume up, I asked Obama, "So there are a lot of countries I can think of in the Middle East and North Africa. Out of all these countries, when you talk about good relationships with the US --"

The crowd began clapping and cheering loudly.

"-- Where is this?"

Obama seemed like he was about to answer my question. I handed the mic to someone else so they could ask their question. As I did, I thought I'd tell Obama that I was also concerned with Sub-Saharan Africa, although nobody else seemed to care too much.

Dream #2

I was in a car at night, pulling into a parking space before a building. A woman came out and greeted me. She said my hotel was ready. I got out of my car and went up to the hotel room with her. The hotel room was kind of small. It felt like it was a few floors up and inside the building. It felt kind of stuffy.

At some point, perhaps in an elevator, I was -- somehow -- putting myself into a baby's diaper (???). It fit really terribly. I -- somehow -- saw it wedging up into my rear end and sliding halfway off one of my legs. I'm not sure how I did or saw all this, as I was still fully clothed.

I was laying back on the bed, with my arms behind my head, looking up at the ceiling. The woman told me, "Well, then, I'll give you a call and let you know what I can do about your request."

I was kind of surprised by the woman's statement. I didn't remember asking her anything. But I figured I could have been experiencing missing time. So I asked the woman (as if I thought this was a clever way to hide the fact I didn't know what she was talking about), "Sometimes I have trouble remembering the things I just said. Could you tell me what I asked you?"

The woman, standing in the doorway, said, "Sure. You said you were a little disappointed with this room. You had made a reservation for something different. So you asked me if I could find you a more 'high-performance' room."

I remembered having made a reservation for something bigger. In fact, in my mind's eye, I had the view of something more like a small townhouse. And here I was in this dinky, little hotel room. So I guess I was disappointed.

I told the woman, "Thanks. That sounds right. Just give me a call when you figure out where I can be moved."

The woman left the room. I stood up. I walked out of the bedroom and into a second room (???). This room was like another bedroom. But it was totally dark. I walked through the room and into a bathroom. I turned on the lights.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was naked except for a pair of panties over a pair of diapers (???). I took off the panties. The diapers had a yellow and blue color scheme. There was something like a Mickey Mouse pattern on them. They seemed a bit loose and baggy on me.

I thought I should probably go to the bathroom in my diaper and change it before the woman called me. But I also thought that I'd wait until the woman came back before I changed back into my clothes, so I could see how she'd react to me in just a diaper.

So I walked back to my bedroom. I was kind of surprised. I thought the woman would have called me by now to let me know if I could get moved into a "high-performance" hotel room. I thought it would have been pretty immediate. I was wondering if she had gone to look at all.

Now I thought maybe there were secret cameras in my room. Maybe the woman was watching me walk around like this. Maybe she thought she would wait until I was fully dressed before she got in contact with me.

But I also thought that maybe there was something wrong with my credit card. Maybe there wasn't enough money on my card to charge a different room for all the nights I wanted to stay. I thought that was possible.

Dream #3

I was in a living room, laying on the couch. I was possibly getting ready to play a video game. My mom came in and asked me, "So did you finish that accounting stuff?"

I knew what my mom was talking about. In another room there was a computer system that looked a lot like a video game system. The screen had a bunch of red numbers on it. I had to do accounting with all these numbers. It was a real pain in the neck. But I knew I hadn't done it, and that I should just do it.

I sighed in annoyance and stood up. My mom, a little taken aback at my annoyance said, "Well, you don't have to do it right now, if you'd rather relax."

I said, "Nah... f**k it," and shrugge my shoulders.

I went into the room and set up the system. Apparently I controlled the accounting system by using Super Nintendo joysticks.

The scene kind of faded into me standing at the right end of a huge flat-screen TV. The TV had a really glossy surface. The screen must have been a few meters tall. My mom, sister, and maybe a couple other family members stood in front of the screen.

I watched the screen from my side view. At first it scrolled through all the red numbers that were part of the accounting system. Then it shifted to some kind of video game, like a racing game.

My family started talking about the game, how fun it was to play. Suddenly I was standing in front of the video game, playing it. It was like a racing game. It was set in the mountains, and you raced things like mini-hovercrafts. It was kind of like F-Zero for Super Nintendo, except all the figures were really small. The graphics were sometimes more like 8-bit graphics.

Now I was suddenly in the game, on the hovercraft, racing around as Claus Valca, my avatar for the DV website. The view was now like reality, not like video games. I remembered some words of wisdom a really beautiful and busty woman in a maroon-and-black, Victorian-style dress had given me about safety.

I came around a curve in the road. I was driving the wrong way. A bunch of Indy cars came driving around the curve. But they were all invisible. I could only see very faint phantoms of them as they got very close to me. A few of them actually hit me. It didn't hurt me very much. But I knew if too many hit me, my vehicle would be damaged. So I pulled off to the side of the road to let all the invisible Indy cars pass.

Off to the left of the shoulder of the road was a small cliff that led down to a wide, green valley. I drove along the shoulder of the road for a bit, then, possibly accidentally, drifted off the cliff.

I descended quickly toward the valley. I found the valley really beautiful, and I really wanted to see it, although I was pretty sure I'd die if I hit the ground at this speed. I even commented to my family on the beauty of the scene, as if I were still standing somewhere with them, playing the video game.

Then, suddenly, a huge cushion of air propelled me up from the valley. The valley sunk below me, and the air rushed all around me. I felt very elated. I even shouted out with happiness. The view was incredible from this height. I may even have wondered whether I was having an out-of-body experience.

Dream #4

I walked into the living room of "my family's house." The room was really big, and only one side of it was lit. The room seemed to be divided in half by a blue couch. There didn't seem to be much stuff at all on the dark side of the room, in front of the couch. Directly behind the couch there was a table, or maybe an air hockey table, covered and cluttered with all kinds of stuff, a total mess.

My mom sat on the couch, kind of sideways, her left arm resting against the top of the back end of the couch. My brother and sister may have been somewhere as well. It was like I was here, visiting for the holidays. My mom's mom came to visit and drop off some food for me for Christmas.

I was curious as to how this would all turn out. As far as I knew, my mom and grandma were no longer talking with each other. But my grandmother was here, right in front of the couch, as if she were talking with my mom, as I came into the living room. Now that I was here, my grandma could leave. She said something to my mom then headed for the door, which was behind the couch.

My mom didn't seem to be answering my grandma at all. I was a little upset at my mom for not talking to my grandma. But I needed to catch my grandma before she left the house. I headed for the door.

As I reached the door -- my grandma already stood half in and half out -- I looked at the table. Amid all the mess were two containers of food. One was a clear, cylindrical container of some kind of green food, like a casserole made out of spinach. The other container had some kind of fruit stuff in it. Both containers, even though they'd only been on the table a few moments, were all messy and gross.

My mom finally spoke to my grandma. She said something completely irrelevant to what my grandma had said. She said something kind of weird that was supposed to prove she was taking care of something very business-like with my oldest nephew or all my nephews.

My grandma didn't respond to my mom. My grandma was wearing a blue, cotton dress with tiny, white, paisley designs on it. The collar may have been a bit elastic, slightly bunchy. The sleeves may have been the same. My grandma also wore eyeglasses that looked extremely clean, but also very, very thick. My grandma alos looked a bit younger than IWL.

My grandma said, "Well, -----, Merry Christmas. I'm glad I got to see you. And I love you." And now she was leaving. I felt terrible that I only got to see my grandma for this very short amount of time. And I really didn't even get to speak to her!

Dream #5

I was walking in front of "the New York Public Library," even though the building looked more like the Metropolitan Museum of Art, out on a wide, cobblestone walkway, like where Trinity Church and the Public Library are in Boston. There were a lot of makeshift stands outside, selling all kinds of art and souvenirs.

There were a lot of women heading toward the library. I heard a couple women talking behind me. One of them said, "Yeah, I'm only coming to the library because they're having that speech for lesbian empowerment."

I wondered about the event the woman was talking about. I was hoping it wouldn't be too big. It could make getting around in the library a huge chore, with all kinds of crowds of people in there.

only what i remember is..

i was in work .. a restaurant i guess , and there were a guy black from jamaica.. and his friend from jamaica to...

so what happened is.. there was a cook guy from albania and anytime he talk to the jamaica guy he talks to loudly to him so friend of that jamaica guy said to him hey why u talk loudly to him all the time etc... the albana guy was talking to the phone that moment.. and had a small knife with him... then that friend of jamaica told him WHY U SPEAK SO LOUDLY TO THIS MAN U MUFCKA then the alban guy got MAD finished the call and idk why the fuck he knifed my feet alitle with like 2 scratches lol and then runned to catch the guy from jamaica and his friend ... i runned down to warehouse room there was a shortcut lol.. in RL there is not.. actually it is alitle cus u give the plates to ppl with food its like window .. so the waitress takes em.. i jumped from there inside and climbed upside and tld to em dont go there they kniveing ;D... so i went outside... then next dream was i was somewhere i tottallly forgot and da came and wanted something.. then i woke up in real life and i see my dad telling me Hey u gotta.. goo ... grrr. i sleept back.


next dream i remember is with my bro.. dad , and myself..
litle weird but it was like i was in my home in Cyprus... and i was laying with my bro and watching TV.. then my mom came and she had too blonde hair i was so suprized lol my bro says u loook more than beautifull now etc... then we skipped watching TV and my bro started a conversation with my mom again and i had to go to WORK ! it was like 4:30 pm / 16:30 and i had to be in the work at 5:30 pm / 17:30 and i told to my bro man i must go to work and he was keeping asking me.. why u have to go to work and i told him directly i have to go to work at 16:30 and i have to be there at 17:30 after 0.420 sec i wokeu p CUS MY ALARM rings !

so krazy =D

thanks for watching

Gordon Ramsey
I am living in New York City with my mother and my sister. We're on a stage meeting Gordon Ramsey. It's either before or after a show or something. There are only a few people around and there is no audience. Gordon mentions that it is interesting that we all three live together. I point out that I moved to New York first and that my sister later moved out here and lastly my mother moved. I felt it was important to know that I moved out on my own, independantly. Somehow it made me feel better thinking he would consider me a stronger person.

Mountain Goblins
My sister, a faceless person and myself are running down a big sledding mountain in winter. We're being chased by some kind of goblin things. I'm carrying a small baby in my arms. As the goblins get close, I reach back with a wooden bow and sweep their legs out from under them to slow them down. I worry that it won't work when i try it, but I get excited when it works. It works every time but the goblin things are catching up with us. I find a steep cliff/ravine that will be dangerous and slippery to climb down in the winter. I hollar to the others and tell them the goblins can't follow us if we go this way. "It's too steep for them to climb!" We start to decend down the jagged rockface.

Fragment 1
Bruce Lee did his patented side kick to a guy in a wrestling ring. It went in slow-motion.

Fragment 2
I was making Vimto and I was pouring water into it. It was full to the brim but then it all turned to ice.

Dream 1
I was playing a Transformers Video Game and I was Armada Optimus Prime facing off against Cybertron Sideways on a bridge with lots of people climbing up the side of the bridge. I was flying to the left and shooting him, then to the right. In the end I got bored and Transformed into a truck and drove away.

False Awakening/Side Notes
I woke up and started writing one of the dreams I forgot on DV but I didn't really it was an FA.

I went to sleep at 9pm since I promised my body I would.