Recent DJ Posts

Dream: I'm on the plant floor at work playing soccer with DR and his kids. We're using tiny yellow balls. I try to put it through DR's legs to no avail.

Dream: I enter an outdoor food plaza. The boardwalk is made of wood and so are the stores. I walk past a few places and stop at the burrito store. I was wet and hungry. Without making notice, the outdoor plaza transforms into an indoor plaza, yet still made of sanded wood planks. I get in line and notice a cute girl with red hair and she orders a bag of different things to fill her burrito with. I order a vegan wrap. The girl working the counter had black hair and a down-to-earth attitude. I asked if I could have both asparagus and curry tofu in the burrito. She gave the impression that my request was an inconvenience and that it would get her in trouble with her boss so I told her it wasn't a big deal if she wanted to withhold the asparagus. She was irritated but kept the asparagus on anyways in spite of my consideration. As I got my sandwich I went to say something to the cute, curly, red-headed girl but I was too quiet and she didn't hear me so I pretended like I was coughing because I was nervous. She walked behind me to speak with the cashier and asked if she could have her burrito made there. Now I spoke up (about what I can't remember) and we flirted for a bit. We walked into a seating area with Japanese aesthetic, but before I had the chance to do anything, the chef of the restaurant leaned around the corner and asked someone what the size limit was for recyclable Kombucha bottles. I spoke up and said "2L" although I had no reason to. She thanked me and disappeared behind the wall. Next, myself and the red-head went swimming in many different pools, all which had the Japanese aesthetic. She was running ahead of me so I happily followed her. She would take a dip in the pool and so I did as well. We arrived at, and dived into, a pool which rested near the edge of a cliff. There was a thin layer of fog obscuring the view off the edge, which rolled in between the wooden braces supporting the wooden ceiling. She asked me if I wanted to swim and I agreed. We embraced one another and swam, kicking our feet in synchronicity. She push away from, got out of the pool and playfully gestured for me to chase her. I happily obliged and we left from under the covered pool into the open ones. She dived into a very deep pool, which had a wooden plank on an axis. I leaped for the end of the plank and my weight drove the plank to the bottom of the pool. I noticed there was a man rock-climbing a blue wall in the water. The red-head was swimming gracefully. Suddenly a thick liquid hit me from above in the water. It's black and I assume it's a bird's dropping. I see a bird appear in front of me which I instinctively push away. The black liquid becomes thick and it becomes hard to swim. It spreads down from my hand to my shoulder and here the dream ends...

Dream: The dream has a cartoonish, picasso-esque appearance. There is a king, being carried by four men on a litter (man-powered vehicle without wheels). He can only reach his destination so long as he has no apples on his litter. Myself and others are tossing apples onto the litter and the king's servant is eating each one. Eventually the servant becomes exhausted and full, but continues to eat the mass of apples. We've stopped for the night and are sitting around a fire...

Dream: I'm walking to a building with the dogs (my friend group) and I notice a group of female lions approaching and I yell to the dogs to climb on top of the building. I get out and I see most of my friends make it. A few get scratches and bite on their legs or arms. BB gets fully bitten in the torso by one lion. We all free him from it and bring him to the roof. His heart was hanging from a gaping hole in his chest and was white and the size of a brussel sprout. My friends are pressuring me to save him. I have no idea how to sow a heart back together and I tell all my screaming friends so. They tell me to just do it so I do. I turn over the tiny white heart, which spurts a misty gas which smells horrible. I put it back in his chest and sew his skin back together. He gets up immediately as though he was never injured...

---

Total Dream Sign Count
Inner Awareness = 4
Action = 4
Form = 11
Context = 5

Total LD's/Dream = 0/7 = 0%

Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!

P.S: During the day I remember trying to persuade people not to inconvenience themselves. At work I was doing a time study and the worker told me he needed a weld tech and which point I told him not to worry about it, and that it wouldn't effect the study, but mostly to convey that I didn't really care and he could work without feeling pressured to be efficient. This mirrors the moment with the cashier and the burrito. This is the second dream (not included in my journals) where I have seen my friend BB who was been chomped by some animal on the chest. The first dream, he was crushed by the jaws of a massive crocodile but I was too distraught to do anything but cry. This dream, with the lions, I chose to do something about it.

I was in some kind of club or coffee shop with some friends and my brother. My brother saw some cool people and wanted to impress them. He said something to get their attention. It embarrassed me, so I just ignored the whole situation.

Then one of them mentioned a song I put out on FB recently. One of the cool guys liked a song I recommended. I was happy to have an in with the cool guys.

I reminded him of the song, Mouth Full of Diamonds. I told him that an even better song is Spin Spin Sugar. I was surprised I could remember the name of both songs. I kind of knew something was weird. I could have become lucid there, but didn't.

I then saw a red head I had a crush on in 3rd grade. She was with her sister. I don't know if she really has a sister.

Then I was in a hotel room or something. I was on a bed with a blond and a brunette. The blond seemed OK with me getting with her. She was on her stomach. I had my hand under her and she started bouncing on the bed so that her breast ended up in my hand as she bounced.

Then some people came in from a field trip or something, including a man who ruined everything for me. I couldn't get with either girl with him their. Then their was another read head on the bead turned another direction. It was VERY cramped. I kind of saw her breast. She had a wife-beater type undershirt on.

I got frustrated and lay on my stomach and rested.

The End

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

22:30

“The tourist” meets “Indiana Jones” meets "An Adventure"
I’m inside an alternative version of the movie “The Tourist”. The cover of the agent played by Angelina Jolie is blown. I am the guy played by Johny Depp. She meets me at some back alley when she is being chased by two bad guys. We fight them but we lose and we are kidnapped.
I then get out of the body of the guy and I am just my own self. I follow them into some tunnels of mines. Like in Indiana Jones, I am on one of those cars on tracks, going deeper and deeper into the mine. I end up on some gallery which opens above some big cave, with openings to a cliff over the sea. I am being helped by the kids from a Portuguese book collection loosely inspired on Enid Blyton’s books. At least, the group resembles the one from those books, although the only DC which is really clear to me is the geeky guy.
We come up with a plan to pretend we are ghosts – making sounds, dropping things on the bad guys, etc – hoping to confuse them and scare them away. It has some effect, but it is the police, which ends up arriving, who captures them. Meanwhile the parents of the kids came along with the police and the kids fear their reaction for having got into such dangerous situation. But the police calls them heroes so the parents go easy on them.

Running tests
Fragment of a strange LD which started as a thriller and which I use to run some tests on the power of genius intuition vs. logic reasoning for solving a case and the effects of love and passion over something else.

1:50

Stray dogs
With my dad walking a street. We see a stray dog who seems lost and is walking dangerously in the middle of the road. My dad says he wants to turn some other way, because he can’t watch if the dog gets hurt. I say that we should help him. I run to middle of the road, but the dog runs away from me, not facilitating the rescue. There are cars coming, so I decide to teach him in 10 seconds to fear the road. I scream and scare him away from there. He only feels safe from me when he is on the sidewalk. I hope it will help him in the future to stay out of the road. Then I get on a bus with my dad and we see some lady attending to some other dog who has been hit by a car. It has his guts out, so I don’t think he’ll survive. I tell my dad we can’t avoid meeting with violence or death, even if we try, so it’s better to just face it in the eyes and do our best to help those in danger.

3:00

Deceitful red-head and burglars
Talking with some friends through a cell phone conference, to arrange a meet-up with dinner. I walk through a city, which feels like Lisbon. I am with two other girl friends and on the phone are some guys who are kind of rockers. They say they want to dine at the Hard Rock Café and I think sarcastically “How original...”
My two friends are walking a bit further away from me, at some distance from each other. I stop a bit to arrange details about the dinner when I see a really nice wooden medieval door on my left, half-open. I get half-lucid and my curiosity takes me inside. It’s like a stone paved patio with houses around, but with a ceiling. It’s very dark, some purple lights illuminate slightly the windows from the houses around and the ceiling has those LED lights which replicate the effect of stars in the sky. I see some stairs going from the right upper corner of the patio to some unknown place. I’m curious about where it leads, but I want to go back and meet my friends before I lose them. I turn and bump into one of them who followed me there. She says we should go see what’s at the end of those stairs. I agree but what about the other girl? She doesn’t know the city, she’ll get lost. She calls her on the cell phone, to meet us there. Then we head to the stairs, but some attractive red hair girl comes in our way, asking for our purses. I ask if I can take my camera and she says yes, but the rest stays there with her. Hum, ok. Then she leads us through a side tunnel at which end is a card box on the exit to a backstreet. I find that weird and ask if that’s safe. She guarantees it is, because she is always there. No she’s not! What about when she goes inside to bring people here? I find that really odd. I ask, what about some number tags so she doesn’t hand the bags over to the wrong people. Then she hands us some stickers with numbers. I’m still not happy, but I look at her one last time to try to feel if she’s trustworthy. She looks beautiful, elegant and competent. I decide I’ll have to trust her. Usually it’s easy to know who not to trust. The opposite is harder. As soon as we leave and she thinks we went up those stairs, she gets outside to meet some van full of guys. But I actually stayed behind sneaking on her. She hands them something and leaves and the guys get out of the van and head to the box with our purses. Oh no! I run and drag my friends with me to meet those thugs. We keep them off our stuff and try to protect other people’s stuff too, but they are too many and start slapping and pushing us around. I notice there’s a lot of grocery bags in the box, so I offer them the food if they leave the purses alone. I think they agreed, because in the end, I’m checking which food is in there and distributing it to them.

5:00

Just want some peace of mind
With my BF on some very straight lined building, like a museum from the fascist period. For some reason I feel uncomfortable there and with him, so I try to get away, First slowly, so he doesn’t notice, but then a bit faster. As soon as I am outside, going up some staircase, I decide to fly away. But all I manage is to hover a little bit. I try harder to levitate and as I do it, I become lucid.
I finally manage to fly high easily and by seeing the terraces over the buildings down below, I chose to sit on one and do a short meditation practice [I decided to try to remember to do it on every lucid I have, even if then I go do something else.] I sit and make a prayer to Guru Rinpoche. I also try to visualize him, but instead what happens is that a bunch of DCs appear sitting by my side, chatting and pushing me, really annoying me. I kick a girl down the building, thinking that she is just a product of my mind, trying to distract me. But I couldn’t help feeling bad for using violence. The doubt in my mind opened a breach and all the DCs jump over me, attacking me furiously. I fly high again trying to get rid of them. I sit at another rooftop. I repeat the prayer and I see the blue orb light I saw once when invoking the medicine Buddha. It is steadily coming in my direction. I’m thrilled but also wondering what it is and why it is coming at me, since I didn't summon the same entity of the last time the blue orb appeared. So many questions make it go away, by making a U-turn and disappearing to where it came from.
Once again, there are DCs by my side, but these are quieter. On my right side is the geeky guy. I ask him: “By chance, are you my DG? Because you’ve been a lot in my dreams these last few days.” He doesn’t reply, just smiles mysteriously at me. Then some really big guy appears out of nowhere to attack me and I decide this dream is over, I can’t do anything here without DCs beating me up.

Resuscitating a baby
I go through the dream fabric, like my DG told me to and it works so well again! All goes a bit dark, I feel my body in SP and I think maybe I'll try out an AP. But I forgot exactly how to proceed and I precipitate to just another LD.
I find myself in a tiny cubicle with a door in front of me and a lady by my left side, telling me to please go inside. She opens the door and I’m at some surgery room on a hospital. There are two nurses by the side of a surgery table. They look somber. A white sheet covers a very tiny body and they carefully remove it to show me an inanimate baby. They look at me as if they expect my help, but I wonder what I can do. Then I am drawn into passing energy to the baby through my hands. One of the nurses asks me not to touch him, so I do it at some distance from his body. Very soon after he is regaining colours, looking refreshed and healthy and he even talks! The baby repeats “Aleluia! Aleluia!” and I think how freaky that is. The nurses thank me, with tears in their eyes and the lady who brought me in takes me back to the cubicle where I first arrived and closes the door behind me thanking me for the miracle.

Spicy underground pub
Everything gets a bit dark again and I feel myself floating through the ceiling and arriving at some other place. The first thing I notice is a kind of comic book hanging on a wall with hand writing on it. I take it down and go through the pages to decipher the message on it. It says something like “You have the opportunity to make a difference. There’s someone (?) who is going to be accused of terrorism (or to be victim of terrorism) and you can help preventing that.” Then it says a location and even some websites for more info, but I just get lost and almost wake up trying to memorize all that data. [On waking up the info didn’t made any sense, although coherent and the place existent. The only web address I could remember led me to a porn website (LOL).]
I try to stabilize the dream by looking around to where I am. It looks like a bar, a bit dark and spicy. The name of the place is pictorial and phallic and three guys there tell me people call this place by names like “little dick” or “hardon”. I conclude the websites I saw on the paper were probably related to this place and not to the message I read, which could be just a big joke anyway.

Riding a dragon
I then see a tiny door on the left wall opening briefly and some weird looking guy with horns peaking briefly. Then the door closes again. I go there and knock. A muscled guy with horns appears and asks what I want. I ask back who is he. He says he’s a dragon caretaker and that he was just peaking but won't go in, because he has to go back to his dragons. I feel excited with the possibility of being around dragons and I ask him if I can see them and ride one. He smiles and says “Sure!” I enter and he closes the door. It is again some kind of small cubicle, and there’s another opening right opposite to the door. I see a dragon’s head peaking and then going away. I go check it out and I see a cloudy sky below me and dragons flying around. The guy calls the dragon back and I ask him “How shall I ride him? How do I command him?” He laughs and tells me “Don’t worry, they speak English.”, “Ah, ok.” The dragon reappears and offers me one of his horns to grab. I do so and then jump to his back. I ask him if it’s ok to grab his horns, he says yes, but I decide it might be uncomfortable to him, so I hold on to a kind of bonny collar he has around his neck. He then plunges downwards and it’s the most amazing lucid thing I ever did! Wooohooo, I’m riding a dragon!!! He flies above the clouds and then we go under the clouds and I see green planes with lakes all over. When things are calmer and he is flying at cruise speed, I ask him is name and what is this place. He says he’s Orion and this is Souldart – I ask him to repeat the name of the land and I understand it clearly [but on waking up, I’m not so sure, it sounded something like Souldart]. He then takes me over some city. The people are beautifully dressed in tunics and they live in what look like fancy roman villas. The dragon takes me across some patio sided by white stone columns and with a rectangular shallow lake in the middle where some kids play together under the care of a lady. He tells me this place used to be magical but it is now dying with the end of the old religion. I want to ask more, but as we slide through the air and I formulate questions in my mind, the dream fades and I wake up.

7:00