GA's DJ

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Starting over. Old thread here. Spoiler for Organization: I'm told organization is good. I may as well construct some sense of order to this journal. Color-coded titles mean the following: - Blue indicates a standard dream. - Cyan indicates a standard dream with a great deal of vividness. - Red indicates that part or all of the dream was lucid. - Orange indicates a lucid dream that blew my mind.

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12-11 to 12-13 Didn't record after the dream. Thus, I lost a lot of details. So sad. Pully Got in bed to take a nap. Laid there for about 30 minutes unable to go to sleep. Finally I noticed I was about to fall asleep and nonchalantly stated to myself, "I might as well have a lucid dream." Then I realized I was already in a dream; the dream being nothing more than me lying in my bed. I tried to move but could not, so I summoned a handle bar attached to a pulley above my head. Suddenly I could move so I grabbed onto it. The pulley shot up taking me along with it. I went through this dark shaft above my ceiling. The sensation was that of free falling and I couldn't stop laughing the entire time. I ended up in this room with a giant monster (four times normal height, muscular) standing before an arched doorway. Corpses littered its feet. It should be noted that at very few points during this dream did I have strong visualization, but as a result it was as if my other senses were supercharged. I summoned a sword and charged at the abomination. I ran twice as fast as usual and the air hitting my face caused me to laugh even more. I jumped up on the arms of the beast, made my way up to its tiny head, and impaled it. Immediately following I was back in my bed, though I never forgot it was a lucid dream. I launched out a second time using the pulley with very similar results as last time. At the end of the dark shaft I found a floating woman. I tried to make out with her but I (oddly) felt absolutely nothing so soon gave up the notion. I returned to my body a third time. I believe there was more to it, but this is all I can recall. I entered a normal dream in a bright, yellow room where my brother and one of his friends were talking. Now I had full visualization and was resting on a couch simply listening. It ended abruptly with all the lights shutting off. I knew at once I had woken up. Scientist (I may have been lucid at some point in this dream). I lived in a hilly valley covered with grass. On the top of a hill stood an observation tower hosting a massive telescope. Over a cliff to the east was a muddy field and far south was a large city with gray buildings and dirty streets. A few nondescript dream characters of mine, who took me for some kind of scientist, led me down the valley into a cave near the muddy field. They handed me a small graduated cylinder, tied off at the top, hosting a blue liquid. They told me we had to get this to the observatory before "it was too late". In order to do this, we had to pass through the muddy field to gain access to the hill the tower stood on. The mud was so sticky that we had to take off our shoes and pass through on our knees. On the way the cylinder's top broke and, caught unawares, I let it tip so much that I let most of it pour out! We retreated to the cave one more where I went into a storage room (yes, connected in the cave) and sifted through containers of bleach and white powders. "It can't be done," I said, "we have to go to the city and steal some more." I went to the city alone at night. The stars were all in the sky and a dog's barking could be heard far off. The long, concrete-like buildings lined the street. I jumped up onto the porch of one such building and found the only way in to be a metal grille since there were no doors. I broke in... (I forgot a lot of what followed, but essentially I got another dose of the blue liquid and made it to the observatory, alone). Inside the observation tower it was a circular room with a catwalk connected to the walls. In the center was chestnut-shaped device with levels and buttons strung above a seemingly endless drop. My brother walked out from a door facing me wearing a dark cloak, fancying himself some super villain. We fought for control of the central device before I woke up. Laptop Following a regular dream, where I was at a school (unknown to me) and crawling around an abandoned school bus with two "friends" not real. I went home to my bedroom. My room was different. Instead of yellow walls they were dark, and other than my desk and bed there was nothing else. I became lucid. Laughing that I could do anything without consequence I headbutted my laptop screen. Instead of breaking off it sort of melted and warped. I had a period where I thought things could be real, and fretted having just destroyed my laptop. I regained full lucidity after rationalizing and proceeded to walk around. Like the other dreams most details are gone. I just remember I was lucid for a long time, and I kept thinking if I would ever wake up to "prove" I didn't really destroy my laptop. Obviously I didn't since I'm typing on it now. ...

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12-18 Yeah, working my dream recall back from nothingness. Basketball In a gymnasium I was practicing basketball with my team at my old high school PCS (note: was never on such a team). I made almost every shot I attempted and did so better than the other students. Along the side of the gym were tables set up before faculty spectators. After practice the coach told us to be ready for the "big game" at 7:30pm, two hours from then, and to go home to get our uniforms. Mom took me and insisted we stop at some stores. I said we didn't have enough time and convinced her to take me home. At the house I couldn't find my uniform. Then, deciding I would make one, I flipped through a magic book where it outlined how to gather materials. I found the pants right away in my closet (long underwear...) but could not get anything that would make a convincing shirt. I began to get nervous about the upcoming game and searched more frantically. I believe I eventually got the uniform, but woke up before the game.

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6 - 26 - 09 Dream2020 Went to JDS's house. Maintaining status quo the house and yard appeared nothing like real life. It was atop a snowy hill on a large plain, a three story metal barn northeast to the typical haunted-house-esque home. Apparently I planned to stay two nights there. Upon entering the white tiles below supported my steps surrounded by tan carpet. I accepted some jelly beans being offered and was met by my friend. I called JDS' mother by her correct first name but made up some crazy last name when addressing her. After she corrected me of this I said, "I knew that". (Like I'd call anyone I knew by both first and last name anyway *shrug*). We left out in thick winter coats and headed around back for the barn. I kept thinking how I didn't wish to stay two whole nights there and felt an inexplicable lonliness. Inside the barn, akin to my own barn with its two lofts and tractors over asphalt, JDS got up on the left loft wielding an airsoft gun. He began shooting in my direction but missing by a hair. I didn't seem to care. I recall something about an experiment I conducted there and special airsoft BB's that blew into a thousand shards upon being fired. Suddenly, JDS and I found ourselves in a hall of an old time hospital. He was in a wheelchair. Pushing himself we leave the worn halls back into JDS' snowy yard. Weird. Then my mom swung by and said it's urgent that I leave and do (something). Going without even a goodbye she drove me to an old warn down part of a city slum. By this time it is the dead of night. I get out without question and enter a small-town store that's just about to close. The female inside with an appearance like an old Psychology classmate and a black kid both appear to recognize me. Again, without question I insist on buying coffee and a pack of skittles. They give it to me without asking any money and I get back in the car. On the drive to who-knows-where I taste the coffee to find that it tastes like really sour water filled with skittles. I pour it out and munch on the skittles I had received separately. On the highway I realize we're heading away from JDS's place and back to our own. When I inform mom of this she shoots the car up a ramp and turns around on this strange simi-circular sky road the likes of which doesn't exist in real life. I began to think how I'd rather return to my home instead of my friend's and become depressed. I nod off on the drive and have a dream (within a dream) of sitting at my desk working on RPG MAKER XP. I enter my creation and stand in this strange picture gallery. Two 2D characters walk around in scripted events saying things in dramatic fashion. A series of such events pass my eyes before everything goes dark. I see the same events again, only this time done in a much worse fashion than before with characters I had never seen before. I begin thinking "did someone modify my creations?". Finally I see a sprite representing Scooby Doo fighting a thief-type character. Freaked out, I wake up back in the car en route to JDS's house. A paper in my hand (random) describes recently made RMXP scripts. I read it to find someone with the username of Vert had edited my work. I seem satisfied with that knowledge. I woke up. (I remember another part of the dream but I don't know where to place it. I was in front of an interactive TV moving characters from the Tonight Show and related programming).

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6- 27 Palace Paper In this mess hall connected with bedrooms and classrooms I enter for the first time to attend a class. What the class actually was I can't say. I come into class long enough to receive a piece of paper with a series of questions written on it. Our teacher says it must be filled out before going on an upcoming field trip. Leaving I run into this girl with medium length brunette hair who says "hi" and gives her name. The following day I enter to find the same girl and a plump curly headed guy sitting at a far table. Walking past the girl looks up and again says "hi". I reply, but having for some reason forgotten that we had met the day before, she tells me that I must be forgetful. I laugh, embarrassed. She tells me I'm in their group for working on the paper assignment and so I sit at the table. I begin perusing a book for answers when I overhear the girl whisper to the curly headed guy "He's so quiet, does he have a mental handicap?" to which he replies "I think he's shy." Snapping the book closed I stare right into her eyes and say forcefully, "I'm not retarded." I expected her to be shocked but instead she appeared amused. From that point on I hear additional nasty comments from her. I withdraw to a back room (carpeted with a bed) to work on the paper alone. The following day I have every question filled out except for the last three. I enter class hearing the teacher say something about two extra bonus points for coming to class. Truthfully it was only the second time I had attended that class, and since I didn't fill out the paper fully I feared for my grade. Apparently the field trip was to happen then and I was led to the back of a limousine sandwiched by the girl and the curly haired kid. The latter positioned his paper so I could copy his answers if I wanted to, but I decided instead to find them on my own. When we arrived I had all but the final one complete. Got out and went into this palace. Seems we traveled to some other country in a matter of an hour. Met a nondescript sultan. Can't say I really cared. The dream shifted and it became as if I were watching a TV screen. This woman with a ridiculously ugly nose (fleshy rings drooping from nostrils, etc) talked about how wonderful the palace was. I spent that night in my aunt and uncle's house. Reminded me of our old house by Bardstown road. Woke up. Vegas Hotel I turned 21 and had $2,000 to blow. I figured I'd go on a vacation without my parents for a change and invited JAH to come to Vegas with me. I don't recall the trip, but when we arrived I picked the fanciest hotel I could find. Even though it cost $600 for a single night, and I planned to stay there more than a week, I didn't care and booked the room anyway. The room two bunk beds akin to a cruise ship on opposing sides of the room, and window overlooking Vegas and a side room with all sorts of fancy stuff like a piano. I ordered lots of wine and got drunk, though JAH refused to drink a sip. JAH didn't seem interest in any of my plans, be it amusement parks or otherwise, and seemed angry to be there. Waking up the next morning my brother was lying lazily in a couch watching the big screen TV, JAH nowhere to be found. My mom and dad also came in, finding evidence of my drinking but caring not. I shrugged. Later I realized the hotel had charged me $1,200 leaving me with $800 for the rest of the week. I just decided to go home.

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6- 28 Such radically amazing superb-like speed! Walking outside my garage My dad told me to drive, yet the car he indicated was in fact an invisible car. I got in and couldn't find the break or acceleration pedal. Finally I slammed the acceleration and the "car" went from zero to sixty in under a second. Slamming the breaks I went into reverse just by thinking it. My dad got in and told me to go around the neighborhood. I did what I was told but could only tap the pedal to go around 30-40mph on our country roads. It wasn't a very comfortable experience. Returning home my brother and some DC with silver hair met me. The one with silver hair had on roller blades and had a quiet yet "cool" attitude. He gave me a pair of roller blades and I put them on. Then the three of us went down our road, leftward, to where we have a very steep declining hill lasting about an eighth of a mile. I rolled down the hill on the asphalt first reaching incredibly fast speeds. Everything was a blue. Then, driving up on the wrong side of the road, came a simi-truck racing right for me. I dodged to the right of it, trying to use the brakes but to no avail. Two more similar trucks come and again I dodge both. My brother and the cool DC come up from behind me both appearing completely unworried about their lives. I stop at the bottom at last. I recall visiting an old-fashioned blue house and climbing on the side of the porch over a story high drop. People walked by without noticing me.