Recent DJ Posts

Horror:
I'm intimate with a woman with long curly black hair.
...
I false awake into my bed and see the bedroom door slowly creek open.
A little girl who looks straight out of a horror movie quietly slides into the room.
She approaches the bed. Her mouth isn't moving but I hear crying.
My girlfriend wakes me up. The crying I heard was my mouth making noise through sleep paralysis.

North Korea:
I’m driving with my brother on an expressway.
I miss a turn and he starts to berate me.
I get upset and leave the car.
I'm in a sort of parking structure.
I have some basketball gear and am now looking for somewhere to change into my shorts.
I see a security woman and she approaches me.
She tells me I shouldn't be here, but I communicate that I'm looking for the Basketball room.
She begrudgingly lets me go, and directs me to an elevator off to the left. It’s a big furniture-moving elevator.
I get in the elevator, and notice there are a bunch of Asian-looking teens.
When the elevator gets to the bottom, off to the side, there is an exit for a “breast reduction center”.
The main entrance up ahead though, is into a hotel with red carpeting. It seems like a lobby.
The teens are speaking another language and are interested in me, getting all up in my face to the point where I am worried for my safety.
I realize that I am in North Korea.
We exit the elevator together, and I start trying to communicate.
I bounce the basketball, hoping that we could play a game and maybe form a bond of sorts.
The ball bounces far too high (but I accept this).
The teens seem friendly. I go to grab my phone and try to find a translator, but all I can find is text to text translation.


North Korea is Best Korea.

Fragment:
I'm with Androids 17 and 18 from Dragonball Z, and a coworker.

King's Training:
I'm in a warehouse-type area on a metal stairwell going up.
There is a line of kids, classmates, lined up for try-outs.
An intercom announces that the King's Tournament will begin soon.
I remember that the King's Tournament is for basketball.
A group of 3 kids in front of us recognize me and the person I am with.
They seem impressed that we have King's Training.
There is a sense of belonging in the group. Something similar to how I felt in marching band from high-school.
In this situation I was the senior, inspiring the younger ones.
The person in front of me in line is up. He messes up his free-throws and become very frustrated.

I'm in a big room looking like a library with two other people. They are decrypting some evil books. They try to open a gate of some sort. They find some notes that teach them how to do some kind of spell. I already know it is avada kedavra but it's like I'm more of a spectator to the dream. One of them do the avada kedavra spell against a shelf but fails. I think to myself that it is because he doesn't hate enoughly to do the evil spell. Voldemort teleports into the room and kills the person who tried to do the evil spell with his own avada kedavra. He does some kind of magic and the books in the shelves become green and red and change positions with each other. I know that he is doing some kind of clue to us that we are supposed to figure out. I think to myself that we don't need to solve his riddle. It would take a very long time judging how many books he swapped positions on. He teleports away and the "good persons" come in just to see him vanish.

I'm defending against zombies with some other humans. We don't take it seriously and some people get bitten while everyone just kinda laughs at it. They who are bitten doesn't care either. We reach a shelter with other humans. I try to lay comfortable at some pillows but another person pushes me away and takes my seat.

I'm in a big basketball room. I'm a member of a team and we are just about to play. My team consists of some nerdy characters and the other team has some good looking sportsmen. I look at some of my teammates who have some special characters. One of them can only focus on the ball so he doesn't hear while another teammates run next to him and scream "pass the ball!" with some kind of panic in the voice caused by his disorder. He has to focus on the ball because he is really bad at bouncing and he almost drops it even though no one disturbs him. He tries to jump up and dunk the ball into goal. He has the right height but goes to the left and misses. The one who screamd "pass the ball!" is kind of disappointed but still impressed by the jump. I'm now actively in the dream and am able to bounce the ball on my own. I try to pass my teammates but the ball always flies of to the right or left so someone from the enemy team takes it instead. Their team is about to throw out the ball and I am pushing a smaller blonde a little bit with my shoulder. He becomes really disturbed and even though he is small he is able to push me away effectively. No one of us gets the ball. Suddenly the basketball is two big lego pieces in a plastic bag. I hold in the bag and am about to shoot it away. I try to do it over my head like a basketball throw but because of the wind friction it just drops to the ground really fast. The other team throws the ball with all their power and I think that it is cheating. When I see my team throwing the "ball" too I join them. I'm able to run next to their hoop and try to make a goal. I throw it but miss. I'm about to throw out the "ball" but nets are being rolled down in the middle of the plan. I see Magnus (math teacher) walking against me as if he was the one who ordered the nets to be rolled down. I walk away and meet a small woman that starts to talk to me. Filippa comes and interrupts her mid scentence and I tell her to be quiet so that the other girl can finish what she would say. After she is finished Filippa tells me that she has to go away because of some kind of friendly party. She hugs me and I hug her back. As she walks away the other girl also hugs me and we say good bye.

Notes: When I play sports in my dreams I always suck. I can't kick or shoot the ball without it doing some kind of weird detour.

4th August 2020 8:30

Dream (Fragmented):

Fairly long and vivid, completely continuous all the way through, though I remember the last parts better, mostly.

+ The very first bit I recall, was in a maintenance tunnel of sorts. It was a typical grey-white looking tunnel, painted brickwork, artificial and cold lights, but quite bright. There was piping painted the same way. I was configuring a gun that fired four shots simultaneously and each barrel could be re-rolled to have a random element. I remember testing the gun each time I re-rolled the stats.

+ In one earlier bit I was around my old home area and was going to play basketball with some black friends, after I'd asked what they were up to or something. We got to a basketball arena of some kind, it looked odd, it was indoors now and was all rusty and/or fleshy. I didn't care much. In the end the game was more like half basketball, half rugby and somehow I needed my sibling T's help to finish the game so I had to go find him or something.

Then, the last part;

I was at some sort of religious gathering, there were pews and there was a seat reserved for a representative of each major religion and some seats reserved for representatives of other smaller religions, but the representatives themselves were absent. A woman appeared, she was dressed in what I can only remember as a "revealing" dress; she was a seductress of some sort and teased these religious representatives. But they knew her as is if she did this regularly and they let themselves be entertained by her presence.

I was stuck behind a screen of some sort, like an acrylic screen. Then I got out of that place somehow. My old school friend, JC, appeared at some point when I was outside. Dark and moody streets, maybe a bit wet even. Night time but lit by neon signs and other such things. Me and JC knocked someone out and I remember shooting a group of patrolling guards in a line, taking each one out. Then JC took a hazmat from one of these guys.

(Cut some of this bit short because of my pain)

We walked at brisk pace, for quite a long way; through a city, then a mall, a toilet roll store (with vividly coloured packaging), then a baby store, inside an ASDA/Walmart place and then we get held up in some queue for the supermarket. So we started running and jumped over a balcony or stair bit onto an outdoor area, and the crowd stuck in the queue got angered by this for some reason and many of them followed suit. It was day time, I remember around noon or afternoon. Sunny and I recall the grass by the side of the pavement and general greenery.

I tried to sprint. Running felt slow, but not as bad as in nightmares from my childhood. It mostly just felt annoying, but someone nearly tripped me up from behind (stepping on my heel). I didn't look back but sort of had a rear vision? JC caught up to me and took off the hazmat mask. We approached a gas station next to where his home supposedly was in the dream. JC shot a guard that he'd initially forgotten was there. I told him he was an idiot, because they had cameras at the gas station, and what had he just done? Taken his mask off.

But we were on the final stretch to getting to his home and I woke up, sweating, as seems to be normal when I have these vivid and intense dreams.

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Notes:
- I haven't seen JC in a dream in a while but oddly enough his likeness was very much as I remember it from my teens, when I was at school with him. He was slightly shorter than me too.
- The basketball arena was odd but I think it probably came from recently playing certain games; for some reason the concept of arena was enough to cause the two things to associate this way.
- T's appearance matched the dirty and partly grotesque appearance of the arena.

- This DJ entry is called pre-cursor because of the next entry, which took place today too.

I am place under hand cuffs by my manager at Dominoe's , he and other co-workers guided me to this location where a lot of people were playing basketball and surprise me with it. Then let the hand cuffs off me and my manager told me I was on team sprite, the soda drink. I went out there and as I am running I remember I was suppose to tell my manager that I am quitting today. I bump in to him but he seems to be completely indulge in to the game.

He points to a direction that he wants me to go and so I dash there and manage to get to the ball. The basketball feels a lot heavier than a regular one should feel. That's when I observed it closely and notice it is actually a bowling ball. I began trying to roll up mu sleeves to gain a better grip but was having trouble doing so. I could swear the shirt I am wearing is alive as it would roll itself down immediately. I then had a false awakening.

I appear to wake up lying in my bed. My laptop was in front of me and had been running the game league of legends. It was in searching queue but as I continue to observe it I notice something was wrong. However it didn't matter if I observe or not I was lucid the second I awoke from the fall awakening. I just started thinking to myself, should I lay here and play league of legends or should I go outside and observe my inner world.

I decided to observe my inner world as I knew it was something that needed to be done. I want to find peace, I walk out my room and in to the living room. It was a reddish color and dark rather than a yellow lighting. I then approach the front door which was now a huge wide white metal door. I open it and walk down the apartment complex stairs. I could feel my feet touching the water from the rain outside.

I made it completely down and notice that the sky was heavily gray and the rain was pouring down profusely. I tried walking in it but the rain was hitting me so much that I had trouble walking through it. I then remember a lucid dream back in 2014 where i raise my hand and made all the rain stop in mid air. That was my favorite moment in all my lucid dreams. So I decided to try it again and raise my hand. I began to focus and all of sudden as I thought it was working as the rain began to slow down with in a few seconds.

But I was wrong, instead the rain became intensively violent. I could hear the sky making a roaring sound that hurt my ears. I knew what I was doing was making things worse so I stop focusing. The sky and rain began to go back to the normal rapid pace it was at in the beginning. I walk through it as best I could in till I saw rough waves flowing my direction from a mountain. It hurled me to the floor as I regain my footing. I look around and realize there was a mini tsunami coming down another mountain so I decided to move out the way. A few other large waves came knocking me down.

So I decided to climb up a few rocks to gain some form of shelter. I notice there was no one around at all. The outside had nothing but a clear road with some broken down houses and just a lot of flooding and rain. My hear began to beat loud and could now hear my waking life body breathing. I knew I would be awake soon. I close my eyes and performed a DEILD. As I was starting out a false awakening and could see my dream bed. I blink my eyes too many times and woke up.

The idea was back when I played rec basketball when I was younger. I was upstairs on the second floor of a complex on a basketball court. Something was occurring, someone was talking to me about something. The scene went to a small room that looked like a little coffee shop. There was a group of people looking at me. The game was now baseball and I was up at bat. I was swinging and missing. I could hear my friend JP asking me why I sucked so bad.

There was another part of the dream held on the coast of a city. My sight was looking at three people on the very top of a parking garage overlooking the ocean. It was like a montage for one of the people to get better at basketball. That person was a guy with long curly hair wearing mostly black. At some point the view was over the edge of the garage looking at the ocean. The guy was telling a younger girl to jump into the ocean but she was afraid their parents were going to be upset.

There might've been other things going on in the chickahominy basketball court but I can't remember.

The scene is at my high school football stadium. We drive over there and at some point do some drugs. The drugs were like little leaves like herbs in a sense. My view starts to skip like a CD skipping on a track, I start to see my view again and again several times. I'm at some point in a van with Ying in the middle seat looking at her body.
There were other parts of the dream where we're in the school. It's either really early morning or classes are ending, there's a huge commotion.

I'm on an exotic trip in another country. The scene is this massive football/soccer field thing. In the right corner there's a trampoline. I know my friend Alex b. is there. Someone tells me that a guy had done too much drugs and he's now too stoned to come along on the tour with us. He's stuck in the trampoline. My vision had gone there and around this place but I can't remember what we were doing.

I'm riding in the back of a van. We were at a place in the previous part of the dream but now we are going back to someone's house. The premise is I'm supposed to babysit Moo's sister's two kids. We are in the van and I'm thinking about how I'm going to take care of them. The kids are in the passenger seat and right side seat of the van, at times they are looking back at me and laughing madly. There was at some point three one them.
We get to a house which is at the KC middle playground. We're inside and I'm trying to figure out when to wake them up. Someone tells me it's 6:39 and 6:40. So I have a blackboard in front of me writing out those times. I was thinking about how I'd wake one up, wait a minute and then wake the other up. We were upstairs at this time, there was stairs leading up higher to a room which was wide and didn't have much in it, I think it was Kristen's room. We go outside to the backyard where we're playing some sort of basketball game. There's a bunch of aggressive guys out there with us. I start to threaten to call the cops on them. I was getting very angry, I really never get this angry IRL. The ball bounces away from the hoop and I go get it. There's a guy in my face and I'm screaming that I'm going to call the cops or at least I'm thinking it in my head. I think the guy ends up tackling me.

I am in a non lucid dream, playing basketball with people I do not know. We play for a good awhile and then something that resulted in a school assembly happen. I did not know what was happening but it seem like people were celebrating for the students. I drop the basketball and decided to get in line with the rest of them. One guy talk about his son and how he was almost involved in a murder but now has change his life around.

I didn't really understand anything around me, but I had this intense desire to continue playing basketball and this was ruining it. I eventually woke up out of it and could see only black. My eyes were closed and I decided I was a bit tired to get up so I let them stay that way. Before I knew it I was in a dream again when I opened my eyes. My front door was slightly opened, suggesting that someone must've been inside.

I could then hear my mother voice and realize that she is an my apartment talking with my father. This can't be happening, I knew I had to be dreaming and woke up soon after.

I was in a gym watching a wrestling match. I remember thinking it was very crowded. The ring was set up in the middle of a basketball court with fans on both sides of the court cheering at the people wrestling. At some point it turned into an actual basketball game. I was on the left side of the court at the top of the bleachers. The bleachers weren't even unfolded they were stacked. I had Mason on my right and Jacob s. on my left. I kept wobbling back and forth trying not to fall as Mason was holding me up. Somewhere in the background I could hear Moo ranting about VT basketball.

I wrote down, but don't recall what it means: "no fate but what we make" (I watched Terminator earlier that day) and Ian McKellen. I think Ian said the famous Terminator line as part of a speech to 'us'. Us probably refers to several characters I met in the dreams I'll now summarize (they're all related, same 'continuity').

I was doing some kind of basketball challenge. I had to dribble my way through a kind of trench (?), maneuvering my way past several opponents. Not willing to give up, I somehow outdid myself, and made it to the end. That would never work in real life.

I remember being in a hotel, and getting into a dumbwaiter in the kitchen. It went up, and I ended up between the corpses in a morgue...

Notes mention Rick Moranis, don't recall the scene.

Throughout the previous dreams (of which I forgot key scenes), a team had been assembled of random people I met in those dreams. Like the "Guardians of the Galaxy", but even bigger losers. One of them was a waiter from that hotel, perhaps Moranis was another. And me, of course - the basketball guy. We all traveled in a cool-looking spaceship. We flew through a kind of wormhole, into a dark planet's atmosphere.

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First dream completely unrelated to the first bunch. I was at Santa Monica Beach, and I was wearing absolutely ridiculous clothing. A bloody skirt? Pink, no less? I was understandably embarrassed. I didn't want to be seen. I started flying to stay out of sight. I was having fun, so the clothes thing kind of vanished (if you don't focus on it, the dream makes it vanish) as it ceased to be relevant. Flying low through a street, a guy suddenly turned to me and asked something really weird. I think he asked me to record something on tape...? I kept flying, but everywhere I looked, there he was... asking the same question over and over again, in exactly the same tone. I flew higher to get away, but when I looked back (down), there he was! Somehow right behind me in mid-air, asking that question again! I was seriously freaked out at this point. I violently threw him off of me, and he fell down. I somehow had an injury in my side all of a sudden? I woke up, and for some reason immediately checked my body for the injury. Not sure why I did that.

Right before I opened my eyes, I had a vision of a number. 12:14 (in green numerals). I finally woke up, and checked the time. It was 12:14...

I was with my family in some kind of sports hall. Family from whole country gathered and we were playing some basketball before we were about to enter a church. With group of cousins we didn't wanted to go there, so we were circling around it. Suddenly I heard my mother's voice, she was talking to me through a window "What are you doing?! Have God abandoned you?!" We immediately entered the building and took our seats.

Next day was cold and rainy. Whole family drove away to their homes. We entered a small shop with my mother, it had a sign "Forestry equipment". There was an old man behind the counter. I looked around the shop - it was arranged like a small forestry inspectorate. Maps and equipment were laying on shelves and counter. I was quite interested in prices of various tools and maps. We talked about forestry overall, then the man went away and a woman appeared to serve us. It was a brunette woman with arms length hair, in long, black dress and with quite pretty face. She was in her late twenties. She had a similar face to the shop owner, she probably was his daughter.

This dream was pretty cool, I tried to write it out this morning but I just didn't have time :/. And now, 13 hours later the dream has lost a few details.. >_<

Dream
I recall previously having seen my friends Isaac and maybe his brother? They might have been playing guitar but I can't be certain. The dream led to a grass field that reminds me a little of my high school. I'm with Michael Jordan and he's spinning a basketball on his finger. He flicks it up over to me, and I try to catch the spin with my finger and keep it going but I screw it up. I laugh a bit since it's a good time I start the ball spinning on my finger but for some reason I'm struggling (usually this is pretty easy IRL). We get invited to play a game of soccer, he's super keen since he's sport as heck. I feel a bit anxious about playing soccer since I'm gobshite at it, but I'm feeling really confident in MJ's presence. The grass is green and the sun is warm, it's just a game of soccer with friends so who cares if I'm good or not . We get straight into the midst of it all, the ball shoots towards me so I jump up and do a spinning kick. I miss but manage to twist my body in a way that causes my clothing to smash against it in a grazing hit. Man this is actually pretty fun!

Wish I could remember more, it's not often that a dream will actually be intrinsically fun. Getting used to the new routine with my job so my sleep was way better last night.

At some point while I am lying down trying to rest. Small and large triangles appeared through my closed eye lids. After it all faded my vision seem altered. My eyes could see without the feeling of opening them. I then realize that I accidentally initiated a WILD. I could not tell where I was. The place is covered in thick brown wood all over. There is a girl standing near by, despite never seeing her I recongize her as lost cousin of mine. She makes a joke and I give few references to try to make it more funny. She then led the way to our other family members. That's when I saw my father,brother mom. I played basketbal with my father for somtime intill I forgot to stay lucid. The basket balls were actually blue paper towels. Lucidity Time: 30 seconds

Morning of September 13, 2015. Sunday.



I am in a seemingly isolated area that feels somewhat elevated (such as some sort of “floating” featureless room), in semi-lucidity, enough to know that my conscious thoughts can make and shape my (unscripted in this case) dream. I think about a snowstorm for no particular reason and I watch a few snowflakes swirl through the air outside, in the darkness of seeming night, seemingly looking west (considering the vague focus and orientation of our real bedroom). I see no land features, just the snowflakes. After a few minutes, I see a blizzard though I do not feel cold at any point. I feel a deep sense of peace for a time, watching the snowflakes swirl around.

I eventually get a vague idea that I am looking into outer space rather than looking outside and into a snowstorm, and then I eventually realize that I “actually” am looking into a “real” outer space scene. Now, stars and planets are swirling around, crashing into each other with brilliant explosions. I am somewhat amused that a simple blizzard transforms into such an amazing chaotic event that seems to imply “the end of the universe”. I start thinking of the scene being reminiscent of “The Wizard of Oz”, where Dorothy is watching all the strange imagery through her window. I even do a vocal “doot-doo” version of the scene where Miss Gulch is riding her bicycle.

I soon get the idea that the little melody of Miss Gulch’s bicycle ride is not really that suitable for the end of the universe, so I try to vocalize “The Ride of the Valkyries” but keep shifting into the “National Geographic” theme. No matter what, I cannot grasp the melody from “The Ride of the Valkyries” without it switching to the other tune. I “realize” that the two pieces have much the same music but with slightly different timing and accented parts. The exact “The Ride of the Valkyries” melody keeps eluding me and I get more and more frustrated that I cannot remember it correctly. In the background, the “National Geographic” theme keeps distracting and even “teasing” me every time I get a little of the other tune correct.

From here, I see that the end of the universe has changed into a basketball game. This seems reasonable, as a sphere is still bouncing about the “cosmos”. I watch passively for several minutes.

“Could you move?” says a young friendly female voice from behind me. Indeed. I find that I had not been looking out a window (even though I was - my dream just typically changed as such), but sitting in front of a large television where a basketball game is being broadcast (and perhaps the other scenes were relevant to a cowboy show followed by a channel changing to an astronomy show followed by it being changed to this basketball game). It is a young version of my wife, seated on a couch and wearing a light pink robe, but in a scenario that implies it is years before we met. “I didn’t know girls watched basketball,” I say. I get up and suddenly stop when I see two people I do not know coming into the room. They are likely token parents of Zsuzsanna’s in this scene. So, obviously, I transform into an antique brass floor lamp. The “father” comes over and pinches my nose and my “bulb”, implied to be at about the same level as my head, lights up the room a bit better. Zsuzsanna has an extraordinarily mischievous grin growing on her face, as she seems to be eating popcorn.

Remembering that I am dreaming (rather than my lucidity being consistent throughout), I decide to try to come out of my brass floor lamp camouflage. This is difficult and I succeed only in wobbling my base while rocking side to side, making a curious clanging sound on the wooden floor. The other male looks around curiously, but then continues to chop some spring onion in the kitchen.

Well, I cannot move as a lamp, so I might as well wake up, which I do.

Ronda Attraction
I'm at a basketball stadium and I'm sitting on one side of the caught and
some other girl is on the other side talking to someone. I begin playing basketball with a football. Ronda joins in with a young kid. We're taking it in turns, but I'm getting skipped quite a bit. I throw a bit of banter at Ronda. She's not the best at shooting a football through a hoop. I feel there's attraction and sexual tension between us. I look at the game getting played next to us. They have swags and back packs on their backs as they're playing. I think it's a theme game or something. I tell Ronda that they're swags and she says "as they?"

I'm at my house I just bought and I show Ronda the swag that they may be using. I get another rush of attraction towards us. I'm a little shy, as i don't like to make the first step. The house is near blacksland. I see a dog that is the same breed as REX. I think to myself maybe REX followed me somehow. I go outside, it's like in in a camping area. The dog comes over to me and I don't think it's REX. It looks too skinny. I think maybe he's just lost at lot of weight trying to find me. I put my arms around it a bit and it starts biting my arm. I think to myself that it's probably a feral dog, and may have rabies or something. The dog bite itself didn't hurt though, even while it was biting me. It was more the shock of it biting me. I think about putting urine on it to heal it.

I'm near some kind of device that does something amazing. Its got a lot of meaning behind it. I try attaching a light on it, but it won't stick too well.
Some people come over and rearrange things. I can't seem to il find the device.

I see Jane eating at a table. I hear her offer a chip. At first I think she's talking to me, but soon realized, it was probably to who she was eating with. I walk inside and see a few chips on the bench. Jane mentions something about maybe having some Distilled water.

Dream Fragment
I'm at home and I'm with dad and bro. Dad says something about not watching shit on TV, and only watching cooking and something else.

I see a scene of a mother cat sitting on a couch, watching their kittens play. One of the mothers is purring. There's a cat freaking out over a lead on the ground.