Jawon's Dream Journal Digest

**Jawon** · 05-01-2005 05:46 AM

April 30, 2005

I find myself in the parking lot of a building. I am with a family and for some reason I feel like I must leave no not just leave but escape! I realize that I am a prisoner and my only way of obtaining freedom is to get inside the family’s car and drive off with them. To my disappointment they do not get in the car but rather walk back into the building. The building turns out to be a police station. I do not see any jail cells but I know they probably exist somewhere in the back or downstairs similar to central booking in Manhattan. I end up walking out the door with another person thinking that it was the front door but it turns out that I have walked into the back of the building. I see a few Doberman Pinchsher’s lying around their waste scattered here and about. I fear that they will awaken from their sleep and attack. The other person I am with heads towards the wooden fence and I follow. She/he scales the fence and I proceed to do the same. At one point I think the fence will break but it does not. I am able to scale the fence and get on over to the other side. Landing on the ground does not mean safety yet! I look around and see more dogs here and about – three to be exact. These dogs are not the property of the police but rather residential dogs so it seems. Two of the dogs are tied up while one of them is on the loose. The dog comes running up to me and starts to sniff at my crotch. I fear it will bite me! Right then the owner appears and calls the dog over to him. At this moment I run towards the front of the house to freedom. It seems I have lost my friend and he/she is nowhere to be found. I search around the house and go here and about but to no avail I can not find this person. I end up running down the street through this residential neighborhood hoping to find the main road where I could catch the bus or use a payphone. i think to myself .. 'if i can't find anyplace to go then i might as well commit another crime and go back to jail'.

**Jawon** · 05-11-2005 06:04 PM

Eearly Morning 5/11/05

I think this is the 4th dream where I find myself in a casino this one actually lasted much longer then the previous ones. I'm sitting at a poker table and have been dealt rockets (A-A). The flop comes A - 4 - K. Not bad I tell myself I have trips! I'm pretty sure nobody can beat me at this point; even if someone has pocket Kings i'm still in the lead. The turn brings another 4 to give me a full house - aces full. Now i'm pretty sure I have the best hand. At this point in time I realize I have $500 committed to the pot. It's heads up action that is it's me versus some other guy sitting two seats to my right. The dealer flips over the last remaining card - the river - it's a low card. The other player and I end up flipping over our cards I shows rockets and he shows two low cards I'm not 100% sure if they were 4's or something else because the dealer takes my money and the swipes up the cards too quickly for me to see. At this moment i'm pissed because I figured I had the winning hand unless my opponent had pocket 4's in which case he would have had me beat with quad 4's which is the second best hand in hold'em. I get really loud and start yelling at the dealer! The dealer even trys re-creating the community cards and the hole cards to show what the other guy and I had but it turns out to be futile. He then tells me that the guy had two sets which would be he had something like (4-4-4) and (K-K-K) either way I would have had him beat since two sets really equal out to a full house and I had the nuts (poker slang for the best hand). I'm still pissed because now I suspect the dealer to be cheating. It's funny really because I'm not getting angry at the fact that I just lost $500 but that the dealer might be cheating - it's the principle you see. A few moments later after all my yelling and hollering the casino manager and a few security guards come up to the table. I end up following the cute manager and go on to explain to her what went down. We walk through the casino and end up at a bar. I comment about how nice the bar looks. She tells me not to get so loud again and walks away.. I think about following her but decide not to. I look down at the my feet and see that I'm wearing my white DC skate shoes - the only pair I have at the moment and a few moments later I awake.

**Jawon** · 06-19-2005 05:21 AM

After waking up around 6am with a huge hangover I went back to sleep and found myself in my condominium. I seem to have a boxing match set up with some guy and I am pretty psyched because I always wanted to fight in the ring something I've never done. I walk out into the hallway of my condo and down to the main entrance and I see a boxing ring! Somehow in the dream I end up falling asleep and I miss the boxing match.. I even end up mixing my test - in the dream that is. I don't know what Boxing has to do with my test but more interesting was this maniac on the loose in my condo. When I stepped out this guy started charging at me - I can still recall how he looked he had a moustache, tan complexion, messy gray hair. So he charges at me in my dream kind of freaked me out but I managed to punch him the face and smash his head against the wall a few times and that stopped him. But then it happened again - he was kind of like a hologram within my dream where none of the other dream characters could see except for myself. I find myself in my room this time with two other people - a man and a woman with a child. Someone is at the other side of the door trying to push his way in to the room and the guy I'm with helps me keep the door shut. I finally manage to get it shut and lock the door. We end up kicking out the small rectangular screens from the window in my room and jumping outside. The scene changes to an Army barrack of some sort and there is a battle going on. I do not remember the rest.

**Jawon** · 07-08-2005 09:18 PM

I find myself inside a dark house with my partner. I seem to be a law enforcement officer of some sort (NYPD, FBI, etc..). The electricity of the entire building is out so we must rely on a single flashlight. With our guns drawn we begin to search the rooms on the main floor. I find that I don't search one or two closets out of fear. It seems I am holding a 8 caliber gun with only 3 bullets in the chamber. Fearful of what I may find I know I don't do a good job. Once we are finished searching the first floor (well almost) my partner runs upstairs. Moments later he returns with a body bag and mentions something about legs being cutt off. I get a feeling that the person in the body bag is one of ours (fellow NYPD officer, FBI agent). We find ourselves outside with other members of the law enforcement. I end up having a conversation with my caption. She asks me if I would be interested in driving an ambulance. I ask her if she means becoming an EMT? She says yes. I tell her I am willing to help out in any way possible to gain the experience which I feel is very important in any job. Later on the house owner appears with her children. We are all sitting around a table about to eat food. She seems to have quite a few children. During the meal I realize that I never checked the basement and find myself downstairs in the basement. Everything seems to be clear and I notice that one of the closet doors is opened but there is no one inside. I walk back up the stairs and find that the opening to exit the basement is really small and wonder how I will ever get out but eventually I do.

**Jawon** · 09-17-2005 06:59 AM

It seems I had gotten myself into a bit of trouble online by hacking into some computer which led to the control of an automobile crashing into other cars. Yes I know this makes no sense to me to also :-| Anyway it turns out that what I have done calls for about 5 years jail time. The thing I hate most are these dreams where I have committed a crime and must do jail time once it was for 2 years after speeding away from the cops in a car and breaking a bunch of laws. Anyway not knowing that I'm dreaming and having to goto jail sucks big time. I have been arrested once before in my life and that was two weeks before my 21st birthday for having an alcoholic beverage with me in public. So I guess the cops thought that I would be a disturbance to others in my "drunken state" when in fact I wasn't even that drunk it takes a few to get me drunk you know? Also it's 2am in the morning and practically no one's around I'm walking to the nearest subway station with a few friends and not making any noise just walking enjoying the early morning yet the cops stop us and arrest me because I have a beer bottle with me? Where's the threat to society that I'm imposing? To be honest I think the cops were only arresting me so they could fill up their end of the month quota. You see cops need to make a certain amount of arrests by the end of the month to look good for their boss which means more chances of being promoted. Anyway the cops tells me to drop the bottle on the ground which I did and step towards the fence. They frisk me and then make me empty out my pockets. Finally they ask for me to show them my ID and I show them my fake ID which happens to fall apart upon handing it to them. Anyway I knew I was fucked right then so I tell the cops it's a fake ID and they take it upon themselves to charge me with identity theft! For carrying a fake ID? Especially when the fake ID was a my friend's drivers license with my picture glued in instead of his. Anyway after spending three to four days in jail I was let out into society again. I must say coming out from central booking into society is something everyone should experience it's very surreal. Of all the reasons I would bring up for not being arrested in NYC is that the food sucks. Sure the jail cells smell like shit along with some people and you have to sleep on the floors at times but the food in my opinion was the worse. They feed you bologne sandwiches with milk 24/7! I wouldn't mind spending a year in jail for a crime that I know I committed if it weren't for the bologne sandwiche but it might be the case that the longer you spend in jail the better food they give you, but I wouldn't know since I've never spent more then a weekend in jail.

**Jawon** · 10-15-2005 06:48 AM

Casino Dream

I just love poker dreams there so much fun. If I'm not playing poker I'm dreaming about poker that's how much I love the game. So I find myself in a casino playing what else - Texas Holdem. I get put all in by Jennifer Harman who seems to have flopped a full house. She holds 7-7 and the flop was 6-6-7 giving her 7's full of sixes. I on the other hand have pocket 6's and have flopped quad sixes beating her full boat and taking all of her chips! A few moments later I enter into a 4-way pot with Phil Hellmuth and lose to a higher kicker. Broke I head on over to what looks like a roulette table and awake.

Cops & Robbers

I find myself watching a person fighting someone else. And when opportunity strikes I tell theis person to push this other person off the edge to his ultimate death. People start shooting so I jump down and hang on to this door/ledge. I manage to get down to the floor below safely and look around the corner and see more people with guns. I then find myself at the bottom of these huge stairs and I slowly ascend watching two men shoot it out with others.

**Oneironaut Zero** · 10-15-2005 07:50 AM

Whats up, Jawon? Welcome to Dream Views. 8)

You've got some pretty interesting dreams, yo. I think you're going to like this place.
You had any lucid dreams yet?

**Jawon** · 01-15-2006 06:29 AM

dream 1

in the backseat of friends car with friend and his girl. we are heading to the beach to meet up with some other friends. realizing i have to work the next day i decide not to head on out to the beach for the "mini vacation" from friday to sunday. if i was lucid i would have been like "to hell with work"

dream 2

i find myself in a building a casino perhaps. the building has been struck by an earthquake or something similar has happened. the building is on the brink of collapsing. i look around and find a back window that has been shattered and am able to jump out on to the floor below - about 5 feet or so not a big deal. once on the floor i find my two aunts. they seem concerned about me. a while later i find myself watching a television set with a bunch of slot machines on the screen?

reflection

the first dream was about my inability to escape work possibly from an excessive responsibility mind frame towards my current work and a lack of relaxation outside of work especially with peers.

the second dream to me is a reality it seems.. my obsession with poker might lead to bad things happening (going broke, homeless, etc..) but i've learned to control myself at the poker tables enough to quit when i'm ahead.

**Jawon** · 01-28-2006 06:06 AM

i don't know if this is a fact or not but i've noticed that whenever i sleep without my mouth guard i tend to have bad dreams. sleeping with the mouth piece on my dreams are not as unpleasant. bruxism leads not only to the wearing down of the teeth but can give you a huge headache in the morning. so no wonder bruxism leads to bad dreams - if your head is hurting from all that grinding going on inside your mouth and nerves then your dreams are bound to turn into nightmares.

lately i've not been sleeping with the mouth piece off due to laziness on my part i mean if i'm already lying down in my warm bed i'm definetely not going to get up and get my mouth piece from the bathroom even if the bathroom is only 10 feet away from my bed. besides isn't the whole point of a mouth guard to help one develop an independency from the mouth guard so one is not needed in the future?

in any case i'm getting better at not using the mouth piece at night. which reminds me i'm getting really tired...

good night!

**Jawon** · 04-22-2006 07:21 AM

i was pretty much on the computer all day today trying to write my school paper which i've been putting off for the past two weeks. funny thing is the papers due on monday - the not so funny thing is i have another paper that's due monday and this paper has to be a minimum 12 pages! i hate my teacher so much why does she have to make the paper 12 pages minimum? all i know this that i'm going to bs so much on that paper - yeah i'll do my research on the topics at hand but i'm going to take up one page talking about one thing and i'll have 10 - 12 pages written in no time!

dreams where do i start i've been having some dreams every now and then but haven't had the time to write 'em up so i guess i don't have much to say although i do remember a part of my dream the other night i had. i was with friends driving along this road and then for some reason we stopped and my friends turned into my parents? anyway my parents were trying to get to some place or were lost and i had to show 'em on a map where they were and how to get from point a to b. the map showed the way to my old neighborhood and that seem to make sense to my father who understand where it was he had to go? i don't even know where that is.

yeah not so interesting i know but hey it's a dream. being that i've been up all day today working i'll probably have some nice dreams tonight that's if i ever go to sleep. i might even read up on some lucid dreaming, astral projection, obe stuff prior to going to sleep.

update: a little tid bit on the 12 page paper situation i ended up plageurising the entire paper. i admit it i was too lazy to write about whatever i had to write about for some reason my phd professor didn't even know it was plageurised and gave me a well deserved C+ or was it a B? it's obvious the professor didn't really check up on my paper being that a simple google search on my topic would have resulted in the paper itself which is - get this - both ONLINE and in book format; not sure which came first; probably the book.

**Jawon** · 11-29-2006 08:30 AM

has it really been over six months since i wrote in this thing? time sure does fly by fast. it's been pretty busy the past month with my new job and all i work all day and come home tired so sleep isn't much of a problem unless i have something on my mind. i really haven't had a lucid dream for a long time now and honestly i really don't care as much as i used to about lucid dreaming as i did in the past but it would be nice to have them again - there is something very profound and refreshing mentally about having one as most of you already know. recently i lost a little over 1k playinig poker and have even considered going to a gambler's anonymous meeting in my area but i'm to egotistical to admit that i have a problem and will probably keep at playing poker. now that i have a job i have money to gamble away but i've promised to be more financially smart this time around and not waste 1k in one night as i did a week ago. well it's 230 in the morning and i'm pretty beat from fixing up my computer and all so i'm calling it all nite - until next time.

**Jawon** · 03-18-2007 06:52 AM

i have some great news to share. recently i started to actually win some money at the poker table. this past week alone after playing for a grand total of five hours split into two days i won a little over $900 playing in a 1/2 nl game. now that's almost a grand you know so if i can constantly win a grand a week that's about $52k a year before taxes. then again do i even have to pay taxes on my winnings? i'm not sure how that works being that i've never won more then 2k gambling and have lost a lot more over the years. in anycase i hope to constantly win on a weekly basis to supplement my current income of $23k a year at a shitty job i really hate. i mean if i could quit and play five days a week and win most days i could probably bring in 100k plus a year but i doubt that will happen. for now i'm happy my losing streak is over and i'm able to control myself at the tables to the point where i can get up when i'm ahead and not gamble with winnings to win more money which always leads to me losing it all.

been having a few dreams here and there but nothing lucid. i will try and work on my lucid dreams and even start writing up some of them lucid or non either way i hope to become lucid again sometime soon.