12-09-2017, 12:00 AM
I dreamed with DJ on 2 occasions 
Both dreams were pretty weird.
In the first dream, he didn't say a word to me....he just kept dunking me repeatedly in a dark river at night, like he was baptizing me or something
On the next occasion, he met me in a dream in my room and whisked me away to a department clothing store, handing me some folded clothes he had picked out and told me to change in the dressing room (I sleep in my underwear Once I was dressed, he told me something along the lines of needing to "assemble" something. I must not have understood, initially, because I was transported to a large machine/mechanics shop and began aggressively working on assembling a large metallic sculpture, using giant oversized circular saw and crazy looking motorized tools. He showed up and asked me what I was doing. I told him "I'm assembling....like you asked!" He laughed and said "no....not that kind of assembling". I was then transported to another dream in which I was outside a small country school in a mountain meadow....very beautiful and quaint. I walked through the door and saw several others gathering in a small meeting hall inside the school, sitting in the chairs arranged in front of a podium set up for whoever was supposed to speak. The "assembly" he referred to was a group of people gathered together...in this case was some kind of class or something
Both dreams were pretty weird. In the first dream, he didn't say a word to me....he just kept dunking me repeatedly in a dark river at night, like he was baptizing me or something
On the next occasion, he met me in a dream in my room and whisked me away to a department clothing store, handing me some folded clothes he had picked out and told me to change in the dressing room (I sleep in my underwear
Once I was dressed, he told me something along the lines of needing to "assemble" something. I must not have understood, initially, because I was transported to a large machine/mechanics shop and began aggressively working on assembling a large metallic sculpture, using giant oversized circular saw and crazy looking motorized tools. He showed up and asked me what I was doing. I told him "I'm assembling....like you asked!" He laughed and said "no....not that kind of assembling". I was then transported to another dream in which I was outside a small country school in a mountain meadow....very beautiful and quaint. I walked through the door and saw several others gathering in a small meeting hall inside the school, sitting in the chairs arranged in front of a podium set up for whoever was supposed to speak. The "assembly" he referred to was a group of people gathered together...in this case was some kind of class or something