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DJ Log: December 26, 2017 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am floating around a familiar yard with several people, one of them is guiding us around. He is my cousin, who will be known as "J" here. He is playing several records and I am scrambling to write down the artists/tracks on random bits of paper I find laying around. We move to another part of the yard and he plays more music and I find a stack of Post-it notes and write down several titles. I look up and there are two large cylindrical "cakes" of coiled copper magnet wire with a steel pin in the center of the tops. Next to both of them is a cube of similarly caked wire. When he places a record on one of the cylinders, a group of squares illuminate on the cube. There is a section with 3 rows and 3 columns and just to the right a column with 4 rows. The illuminated squares control the music playback. There are no wires connecting any of the components.

I look back at my notes and they are all blank. ...I think, "Oh shit, I'm dreaming. I need to remember what music this is so I can find it when I wake up." I awaken with my mind as blank as the notes. I got up and quickly sketched the strange record playing machine that I saw in the dream.

(Note: The music that was playing was very heavily technical, yet minimalistic drum-n-bass, similar to several things in my collection from Dylan & Facs under the Biotic record label.)

DJ Log: November 25, 2017 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am smoking cigarettes with a couple of friends on a second floor balcony. There is an annoying neighbor standing right at the edge of our property line making threats at us because of the "toxic fumes" that are drifting toward his house from our cigarettes. We ignore him and continue smoking before going back inside.

After several sessions of this harassment at gradually increasing volume levels, we yelled back at him and cussed him out. The neighbor was standing out there with a couple of other people. After we came back into the house and I went downstairs to find that the neighbor had walked up to our house and was trying to open the door. After a couple of tries, the latch gave way and he opened the door. At the instant that he took a step into the house, I pulled my pistol out of its holster and fired a round directly into the center of his head. He immediately began to fall backward, so I ran up and grabbed him by his shirt to pull him inward so that he would fall to the floor inside instead of outside. He fell face-down and appeared to be dead. The other people stood there silently for a moment, then walked away. I yelled at them, "Who's next?"

(Note: This was a rare time that a dream gun functioned correctly. Usually they make noise but no bullet, or they are all jammed up or something else wrong with them so they won't shoot at all. …and smoking cigarettes, YUCK!)

DJ Log: November 17, 2017 – 4:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: First lucid moment in a long time. Also, first recall for a few months.)

I am standing in an empty cement block building and for no apparent/recalled reason, I suddenly realize I am dreaming. I think for a second, "What are you supposed to do in a lucid? Oh yeah, fly." ...So I fly around the room for a little while before waking up. When I wake up, I'm kinda mad that I wasted a perfectly lucid moment just flying around inside an empty room.

DJ Log: August 14, 2017 – 6:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am riding a 3-wheeled bike through a development, visiting several yard sales as I pass through. At one sale, I pick up various vintage electronic items, mainly things with vacuum tubes. They only want $1 for each item, so I buy them all and load up the basket on the bike. As I pedal away, I notice that the bike is very heavy.

DJ Log: May 30, 2016 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

1. I am at my lab bench trying to turn on the two LED goose-neck lamps above my bench. The lights will not turn on when I flip the switch, so I reach in and check the bulb. The left lamp shorts out and makes sparks when I twist the bulb. The right lamp has no bulb in it at all. I completely disregard the classic light-switch dream sign, and even more stupidly tell myself, “Oh well, the lights are not supposed to work in a dream anyway.”


2. I am helping a friend sand rusty spots on a trailer before repainting it. We are using ridiculously small pieces of sand paper that are not much larger than my finger tip. It must be magical sand paper though, because all the rust is gone with one gentle swipe, leaving the metal shiny clean.

It seems that I’ve improved my recall recently, but now I’m back to ground-zero on dream signs and triggers. *adds to-do list item: NOTICE DREAM SIGNS!!!