All DJ Entries

Forest. School. searching for something. Allies. Classmate. A building or office on an upper flow. An office. Music instruments. A stick fell off my hands and on the ground below off the ledge. I have to hurry. Walked out the corridor and down the floor below. Found another office/restaurant. Walked to the "edge" with a green plant. Found the stick. A seminar of sorts. PATAS? Am?

Projector. KenPi. He sat beside me, but then he transferred. A Thai woman gathering orders. She told me to read or do something. Can't understand. I'm holding a pen with names written on it. I don't get it. I gave it back. I thought of getting two orders, but I don't have money. Y was there, annoying me. Finally walked out with some stuff.

Library. La Salle school. Found LT and TM, high school classmates. TM was wearing red shirt. Seems like they changed their direction when they saw me. I pretended not to see, although I saw TM look back from the corner of my eyes. I continued walking to the library. I walked up the stairs, and continued walking up even if there are no more stairs, hoping I'll walk on air. No go. Went down. I noticed I'm only wearing my boxers. I wanted to change. I was in the AVR area. The closest CR is on the second floor of hall C. Went inside and changed clothing. Some guy taking a leak. My pants look weird.

I am at school and I exit the cafeteria and head to the bathroom. Inside my friends boyfirend is there and we end up heading into a stall together and do some stuff with eachother... while we are in the stall doing stuff the edges of the stall are actually very wide and my friend and is in there and shee sees me. I quickly get off of what I was on and rush out after her.
When I get back into the lunchroom everybody is shunning me even the people I was hanging out with before I had left.

I am in a lunch room and my mom is in the seat to my right. We are around a circle table with my other friends. My frien Cheyenne comes over and puts a seat in the middle I ask what she's doing ans she says that she's eating with us and the people at the table behind us.

10.16.2012

Surviving Flooding Ship (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

If I took the initiative to immediately type this down when I woke up, there would be more recall on this...Anyway...

I'm on a ship, and it seems to be a cruise ship, and at a minimum assumption, maybe a Navy ship. But it couldn't have been the latter, considering the havoc that would come later on in the dream. The deck has a shiny wooden floor surface on it, at least for the area I'm in at the given time.

I seem to be having a conversation with someone, and I think this person ended up having a machine gun magically appearing, and then lifts it up and warns everyone to run while they can. I'm like 1 feet next to this guy I though was innocent, so I dashed the hell out of there.

I had to first go through the watertight door you see in ships and submarines that was half-way opened, and from there, the dream shifts where I'm at the control center for guiding the ship in certain directions.

I turn my back to the door I went through just now, and the whole thing is flooded.

EVERYTHING below is flooded, there's only a few people in this control room, me, and just 2 females I believe. Holy shit. We're the only survivors in this area!

My gut feeling is telling me that a few people probably did extreme measures of surviving the big flood from the ship, and this assumption is sparked when one of the random DC females gave me a paper the size of an index card. The card had a Milky Light Pink color, and it was fairly rough and durable, seeing how it doesn't bend easily.

On the same card, are values of something, and I don't know what it means at all. I believe the numbers that are stacked on each other is some kind of code for people who survived. I remember looking at one value, where there's one 2 on top, and another 2 on the bottom.

For some reason, when I looked at that, it triggered a memory of my half-sister in waking life, and I presumed that she was on this ship, and managed to survive, even though I was very doubtful anyone could've made it through this fast-flooding ship.

It felt weird that the control room is perfectly safe, even when the whole place is tilted diagonally to the left (your perspective of looking at this screen to the left of course).

I'm relieved that she's alright, along with other values that represent other people that I can't remember.

I believe I had another dream reset where I experienced meeting the few people on the ship again.

Wow.....obvious dream meaning there, but not going to consid-------- okay, I better make an analysis, it wouldn't hurt.

Okay, Ship = a belief

Water = Overall consciousness

Sinking Ship = Let go of Conviction/unshakeable belief I have so I don't drown with it, and become one with my consciousness

Me surviving the flooding ship that's still floating at the top = Me at the apex of eradicating this old belief, and since I'm in the control room, I have control on how I want to set a new direction in life.


Okay. That's enough to make a tear come out to any overly emotional person, but the problem is, just what the hell is/are my belief/beliefs that I need to sink away and get away from?

The only things I can think of are:

-Fear of failing college

-Not getting a job sometime after graduation

-Being somewhat of a nihilistic in terms of everyone's beliefs and preconceptions, but not really advocating the ideal of eradication of a social system....so I'm a "sorta Nihilistic" or "Hipster Nihilistic" or just a "Complains about human race...WAH!"

I'm thinking the dream has to do with this Math exam I have today, but I doubt I would be dramatic over one exam....then again, I still surprise myself every day...

_________________________

10.16.2012

Meeting my High School Spanish Teacher (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream probably goes along with the dream I had previously, so I'll just mesh the two together.

I'm inside of a classroom, and I'm memorizing important concepts to do well in this oral presentation. As I'm looking at the teacher, who looks a lot like my Middle School English teacher at some point. Oh, and her name is Ms. Bloom in waking life (Don't think she'll find this Dj entry in the first place anyway).

After a while, when one person gets up and talks, I'm informed by someone sitting to the right of me, I think, who says that memorizing the concepts is not enough, since you have to derive those mechanics into forming an oral presentation on a book we had to read.

I started to panic a little, but I calmed down, and on my lap, there's an essay that seems to be mine. This same essay would be a life saver, because based on my emotions at that given time, I felt relieved. So I presume that I utilized this essay I written out to give the oral presentation, and how well I did is left for speculation.

The dream shifts to where I have to move around in a lot of rooms. I enter one room, and I see Ms. Bloom, and she's in the middle of lecturing students. While you're looking at this screen of course, the teacher formats the class seating where the students would be sitting and facing parallel to my lateral vision.

Ms. Bloom would also be parallel to my lateral vision as well, and she's wearing a fancy Black Laced tank top or some sort, along with a Black dress skirt that would conform to her curves and literally "hug" her thighs" where they become an enticing part of her body to look at. She has one leg over the other, and I realize I'm interrupting her.

So I put my lips inside my mouth, and quickly tip-toed so the other students wouldn't turn back to see who it was. I had a feeling Ms. Bloom saw me, but she just used her peripheral vision most likely and just went out to give a fluent lecture discussion. The walls in this room were Khaki colored, and the flooring had a dark turquoise carpet layer with random shades of blue intertwined.

To the left, despite me not paying any focus on it, but with just my peripheral vision, I could tell that it was mostly dark, as if the students were looking at the school stage that's also contained near the Commons/Cafeteria.

I open the door to the right of me, and now I'm shifted to a different area. It seems I'm at an office base in the school. It's set up where there's different subjects in white font surrounded by a rectangular green sign. The basic subjects were there: Math, Science, English, etc.

I look up at the "Spanish" sign, and I then turned to the right to find that I'm looking at the back of a person talking to someone. The back of her head starts getting familiar, and I slowly walk towards the direction of this person.

It can't be.....it's my Spanish 3 Pre-AP/K-level teacher Ms. Hasan!!!!! At least a projection of her.

Ms. Hasan was an AMAZING spanish teacher, I managed to get an A in that class thanks to her extreme kindness in making things easy for us. Because honestly, taking a 3 year Foreign Language course wasn't necessary, I just needed two years.

She's wearing a black shirt, blue jeans, and has a red rubber-band like necklace starand that's attached to her School I.D. She seems to be holding a white styrofoam cup with something inside, probably coffee. She turns around, sees me, and smiles and says,

"Heeyyyy Brandon!!!!"

She hugs me, and I hug her. I think we started having small conversations that would lead to bigger ones, but I forget what happens next.

_________________________

10.16.2012

4-Lettered Password? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, this dream...not sure if my mind is teasing me, or giving me a hint here.

I'm inside my apartment, and there's this girl who looks like Emily that I used to know in World History class in High School. I set up a fairly long password on a laptop in the living room of the dream apartment similar to waking life. Then Emily has a 4 lettered password, where the first character on the screen is some other weird letter that I can't guess.

I don't know what's going on in the dream, I just know I feel confused and somewhat irritated that she would just have a 4, or even 5-lettered password.


Oh, and there's one short dream where I compliment someone I know in waking life by the name of Aaron on how well he making his own room with some silver marble coated material.

Older dream from 1-30-08

I had a really good dreaming night last night. I guess I should say "this morning". I did a WBTB and had a long dream in which I was lucid a good part. I guess this is really the trick for me. WBTBs with B6 almost always guarrantee a lucid dream for me--and when they don't I usually get a really vivid dream.

Since this was a really long dream, I had to back track and try to piece it all together. I listed all the things I remembered doing and then tried to get them in the right order. I do had a few spots in this dream where I can't remember the transition from one place to the next.


Lucid Dream:

I started off trying to get to my high school. I was driving a car and was trying to find a place to park. I was having an awful time. Either I couldn't find a place or I went too fast by an available place and couldn't get back to it. This was the basic "driving nightmare"...nothing was going right with my driving.

I finally went up and over this very steep hill. I almost had a heart attack on the otherside becasue the street pretty much disappeared and the houses were stacked, and there were these deep deep places between houses that went way down the the level of the street below the hill. I remember not being in the car and almost falling down the crack. (Hard to explain that part.)

Transition...

I was now in the house of my friend who happened to be Buffy the Vampire Slayer. She was busy doing something and I tried walking up the stairs to the second floor. I realized that the staris were covered in broken glass. I looked at the bottom of my shoes and they were covered with shards that had impaled their way into my shoe. I could feel the point of one shard against the skin on the bottom of my foot. I pulled that piece and many of the others out. But by walking back down the stairs I got more in my shoes.

Buffy was now with another friend and they were going to go to shcool. I can't remember what the problem was but I wasn't able to go with them. I was stressed again that I was late for school and needed to hurry.

I left again, now on foot. I saw my old college campus in front of me. I was pretty sure that if I could just cross through, then I would see my high school on the other side.

The campus was crowded. I got caught in a crowd that ended up taking me to some stairs that went upstairs to the library. The stairs had some padded places on them that if you pushed something was supposed to happen (?). I then realized that the stairs were actually an escalator. I rode to the top knowing that I would have to go out the back door of the library to go down the big hill to get to my high school.

While in the crowded library a Navajo man in a Scout shirt asked me how Scouting was going for me. I told him, "Fine." He then asked me what I had learned from my experiences in Scouting. I told him that I learned that 9 year old boys were crazy, but they could be a lot of fun.

I was in a hurry, so I excused myself and went out the back door.

I was now on the hill that I knew would be there. The hill was covered with college students sitting on it having a break or eating. There was a sidewalk winding its way down the steep hill.

I looked back at the library building. It looked almost like a castle sitting on top of the steep hill. I then saw a muppet-like pig thing floating around against the castle wall. It kept repeating, "You can't come in....you can't come in."

This struck me as really odd. Then it hit me. I was dreaming. I looked at all the people around me and wanted to do something to get their attention. At first I felt shy, then I decided that I didn't care--this was just a dream. So I climbed up on some stone railing near the top of the hill and shouted, "HELLO _________ [name of my college]!!! Watch me!"

And at that I took a jump forward. I went up a few feet then landed in a float out over the grassy hill. I then flew straight up...and then dropped myself down to about 20 feet over the crowd. I watched their faces. I wanted to impress them. They weren't as suprised as I thought they should be, but they were defintely impressed. So I did it again.


Transition.....


I was now in a house with a group of people (kind of fuzzy here).

I do remember having a plate of chocalate chip cookies in front of me. I knew this was my chance. I started shoving cookies in my mouth (I don't know why I don't eat more daintily in dreams...). They were big and very soft, cakey cookies. I ate one after another. There was one especially big cookie almost as big as the whole plate. I kept pushing it into my mouth trying to get my mouth as full as possible.

I know this sounds very unladylike and actually kind of gross. But I remember the cookies not having much flavor, unless I stuffed my mouth completely full, then I could taste them.

I also remember eating a plate of salty crackers. I was also disapointed by the lack of flavor. And for some reason my mouth wouldn't open up all the way. And I also "knew" that if I tried to open my dream mouth all the way open, then I would wake up. I don't know why I came to that conclusion. My mouth just kind of felt stiff. Maybe my mouth was actually open a bit in real life as I slept and by trying to open my dream mouth I would be opening my real mouth thus waking me up (?).

I then remember seeing a strawberry. I knew that strawberries were somewhat sour, and this was looked a little pinkinsh green in spots, so I knew it could be quite tart. I really thought that if I put this in my mouth my taste buds would come alive and I would start to taste everything. But as I took a bite the strawberry had very little flavor.


Transition...

I was now flying outside my mom's house at night. As I looked up at the stars, I suddenly reemmbered that the main thing I had wanted to do if I had a lucid dream was to compelte the Advanced Task of flying to another planet.

I remembered being able to fly to the stars in the past, so that gave me confidence. I just stared out at the night and concentrated... and all around me I started seeing stars. I pushed forward and saw the stars rushing by me. I tired to keep my eye out for planets. I finally saw one, but it passed me too quickly. I tried to slow down a bit, but stars were still passing me. I looked and saw another planet. It was redish brown and had little crators. I got closer, but I passed it. I tried to turn around, but at this point I woke up.


Or so I thought.

The next thing I remember is being at my childhood friend M's house. Tanya was there eating breakfast. I don't know if I was looking out a window or on the TV, but I was suddenly seeing a castle. I think it was suppossed to be a World of Warcraft Horde castle. But I was calling it the Hufflepuff castle.

Again I saw that funny flying pig thing from earlier in the dream. It was greenish in color and floated by the wall of the caslte saying, "You can't get in....you can't get in...."

I laughed and said to Tanya, "Hey-- there's the Hufflepuff Pig that got me lucid last night." And I explained to her a little of the dream and how seeing that pig thing make me question my state and become lucid.

She then gave me a funny look.

I started to get it.

I asked her, "You are asleep right now, aren't you?"

She grinned at me.

"I should actually say, I'm still asleep. Right?"

I tried to pick up on that dream feeling. And right as I was convinced that I was dreaming, my alarm went off...and I woke up for real.

Oct. 14, 2012
11:00-3:00

I remember being in school. Jy was in this one again. It was about how I like her and my emotions for her. I remember standing next to Jy when suddenly this tall person went over to me and confronted me for some reason. That's all I remember.

I was in school and I remember this girl from school named Ty.

There was some sort of object called "Pleasure Lotion" in the dream.

Something about set?

I am in a plane inside of a plane. On a U shaped track. The track ends back inside of the plane. Being John Malckovich style. It is the entrane to a man's mind. As I near his earlobe, I grow smaller, as does the plane.

I am in the same school as usual. The high school that I usually forget my locker combo, my class schedule, yadda yadda yadda...Only this time I have a new confidence. I impress a teacher in the teachers lounge with my big ideas and wealth of knowledge. The other teachers fawn after me as I leave the lounge to go dominate another day at school.

I am suddenly in the middle of the kitchen, watching as my mom bends down to grab something from the fridge. It is the glass jar of Essiac. She pours herself a glass and shoots it down the hatch.

In a cafeteria I am at a long table spread with food. I'm having a hard time deciding what to put on my very small plate. After choosing three of four items, one more table of food is set out. For a moment I am worried that there won’t be enough room. I occurs tome that I can place my smaller plate on a bigger plate. It is announced to me that if I have a hard time deciding, there will be guidance available to me.

Late for School

I was going down a flight of stairs when I saw a girl sitting at the top on a ledge. I looked at her and told her she had nice -- but I only pointed to my lips to indicate I liked hers.

She said, "Lips?"

I nodded. She started talking, but I don't know what she said.
I went downstairs and started eating breakfast. I noticed I was late for school. It was 11:30 A.M. or so. I used to never be late or absent from school, but I was afraid that I would be in some sort of trouble for just staying out.

As I left, someone, maybe my mother, was yelling stuff to me that I didn't want to hear. I ran around a puddle. There was a mist in the air. It was raining a very large mist.

I realized I left my kids at the bus stop. I was horrified that I would leave them there alone. I told them to come on up to the house. It was my Dad's house. My wife came out and reprimanded me for leaving them out there without supervision, and for not giving them breakfast.

I felt so bad for having just eaten but I didn't give them anything to eat. They had an umbrella, but they were standing out in the rain waiting for a bus that they had already missed, and hadn't eaten breakfast. I felt horrible.

Fighting My Brother

My dick-ass brother was being a dick. He was laying out the rules for us fighting. We rarely actually fought, but we were about to.

He was saying, "If you punch me in the neck, I'm going to punch you in the neck. I can't wait for that." He was tall and thick. IWL he is very tall. I didn't care. I started throwing jabs.

He ran up the stairs so that I would follow. I decided not to play that game and waited down stairs. He came back down.

He's an asshole.

My brother the asshole.

Sorry, that wasn't dream. That part was a poem I just made up called, "My Brother Asshole."

Old Time Movies

I was watching some kind of black and white movies. Two old men were walking on lawn chairs floating in the water. The were connected by something in the middle, but the chairs broke away from the middle piece under their weight. They were in the Bahamas or something.

E-mail addresses from that era kept flashing. They were all numbers because they weren't as advanced as we are now.

Whisper Awake

IWL, my Custom Alarm was on.

I dreamed I was sleeping and trying to go back to sleep. I was trying to become lucid, so I didn't want to move. I dreamed someone said in a whisper, "I'm whispering. Can you respond?"

This scared me. It's a strange thing to say unless something is wrong, possibly with me. I woke up.

Messed Up Sexy Time

I walked into a restaurant and had a drink. There were two girls in separate beds close by. I was playing kind of cool. They may have asked my name, or maybe I offered. I told one my name and the first answered. I told the second my name, and she said her name was whatever her first name was, and said her last name was my last name. Well, that was all I needed to hear.

I got a good angle to look up her dress and she obliged. I tried to feel her up, but then just took off my pants. As I took off my pants, I realized that since I was dreaming, I should be able to pull them off by just pulling them through my legs. This thought was a byproduct of always having trouble getting my pants all the way off. I should have become lucid with that thought, but no.

I decided to get on this girl since my pants were mostly down. When I got back to her, she was turned backwards. I could still do her, but it would be uncomfortable, so I turned her around. Now she had a mans face. Shim still had the same body as before.

I tried to put it in shims vagina, and I said I would prefer if shim had the woman's face.

Damnit!

Cora, Keely and I are working behind the scenes at a university of some sort. In the main area I see Tom Waitts. I joke around with him and he leaves. I think I made him uncomfortable. The girls and I ride a strange elevator up to a hay colored loft area. We talk. I tell them that my uncle rocky invited me to this concert and I haven't even been inside yet. We go back down and I get a bit of vertigo. I sat on my butt for the decent. The university area is a really big and confusing. Cora and I leave and go around the corner. There is a very steep hill. I go for it at a run. I make it almost all the way up when I see car lights and turn a quick right into some major astral wind. The people I passed don't seem to be affected by it. I worry that they're looking at me funny. I do some swimming motions and make it finally. Im any raised, patio of some sort, that borders the main arena/university. There are many iron gates and green shrubs. I find Cora and we are in the hallway. I get the sense that this hallway is for staff only. We are sitting along rounded hallway. The kind that circle an arena. There is a girl next to her, along with various other apparent coworkers. The girl is dark skinned with gray blue and black dreadlocks. She bends Cora's head into her lap and begins to passionately kiss her. At first I am surprised but after a while I am just bored and somewhat anxious. Cora tells me something about her mystery girl, it is something along the lines of " I don't think I can live without her, I'm so grateful to have her in my life." Suddenly unconcerned about someone I need to keep in contact with via cell phone. I reach for my phone and by the time I'm looking at the screen to dial/TEXT it is pouring down soft warm rain. I'm mildly concerned for my phones well being but I soon forget. I am wandering now but have a definite goal in mind. A beautiful woman is around. She looks like Halle Berry and I know that she's kind and powerful. I find my way back to that patio/courtyard. Someone is leading me to a table surrounded by very special people these people are the ones whom this whole production/concert is for. I know that I'm not supposed to be worthy of their presence but whoever is leading the insist that I belong. " How could we possibly begin without you?" They say to me as I take my spot around the table.
Note: at some Point I find myself and alone lit room and the university I'm talking to an older professor. All of the doorknobs are defective.

It was Brian's birthday and we were at my old pre-school. We were sitting on couches surrounding a large rectangular pool. I wanted to sit by him but there wasn't any room for me so I chose a couch to myself. I went to go swimming but there were four or five large basketball players about to start a swim race. I was confident I would be faster than them so before they took off I jumped or dove in a ways down. Diving in the water was much more shallow than I anticipated. I nearly hit my head on the bottom. When I came up one of the basketball players was saying rude things to me. Telling me I didn't belong. Brian was asleep on one of his lady friend's laps when I returned so I went to find some food. A very nice waitress offered me caviar and something to scoop it up with that looked like tiny, purplish/blue clam chips. I am finally feeling a little better when her manager loudly whispers to her that

I've taken too much.

I tell him

I can hear him.

I'm supposed to take seven to eight but apparently i have taken nine or ten. I ask him ,

“How on earth is someone who has never eaten caviar know the proper way?”

I also imply that he thinks he is better than me. Now we are beginning a mischievous task. I'm not aware of it, but I go along. They've started off already, deeper into Peninsula School. Not leaving me any time to gather my belongings. It seems they're always just around the next corner. There is a small boy in a wheelchair whom I know cannot move too much. I see him roll forward and begin to call his guardian when I see him look at me and gegin to roll back into place.

EPIPHANY; While typing out this dream (journal to computer) I thought about how during the entire dream I am suffering. One blow after another. Then I meet this young child who appears to have little to nothing. What is this saying to me?


NOTE: I VERY OFTEN HAVE DREAMS ABOUT ANXIETY OVER LEAVING BEHIND A PURSE, BAG, SUITCASE, BACKPACK. SUFFERING FEELINGS OF PANIC AND DEPRESSION.

Dad and I are talking and at the foot of his bed is a huge scorpion. I fear it but he is just curious.



FRAGMENT:
I am in the school, at the end of the long hallway. I reach down and when my finger comes back there is blood on it.

Forest. Choice. Javin. Leader. Zombies.
Giant rats. Running. Enclossed in a building. Travel.
Walking. School.
I felt like I knew I was dreaming. I tried to focus to make sure I don't get lost in the dream. The faces of people kept changing. I saw some words on the shirt of a person but I didn't check if it changed. School. Arrived there. Apol. Earthquake. A crack on the room. Go back. An office. Get the USB.