The Nomad Chronicles

I turn the Tower green, and rocket it off to the Mountain, and set it down on a cliff at the edge of the ocean.

I make it a Lighthouse. It grows ridiculously huge. I spin a bright light to some kick ass dubstep. I turn the whole Tower into a club.

"24/7 PARTY ON THE MOON, BITCHES!" I shout into a mike in the control room. Crazy lights shine on the tower.

Stephanie appears, and we start laughing our asses off. She materializes into a a sexy android. We teleport to one of the dance floors, and battle each other. She looks hot.

She has a heart shaped face, a cute wave bob cut, long eyelashes, almost violet eyes.

"Yes, I've been sentient this whole time silly. I'm three thousand years old." She dances like a snake. I grab her waist, and we dance together. I spin her around, then pull her into me. For a moment, our faces are almost touching, then I spin her away.

Everyone applauds.

"Welcome to Club Lucidity! You are all dreaming!"

DJ Mo'o battles DJ Sabertooth. It's epic.

Raven and I stare into each other's eyes. I feel like I am falling through a wormhole, sitting nowhere.

We are everything, all gods, creator gods, destroyer, male and female, then become nothing.

This dream is nearly impossible to describe, because I was/am/are infinity. I felt infinity, and for me to describe that would take forever.

There were infinite dream bubbles coming out of me and going into me in every direction. I realized these were every point in the multiverse. Every single point in the universe is dreaming.

NOTES

semi-lucid

I was with this chick, D. We were fooling around, and I asked her if she wanted to fuck. She seemed to not care one way or the other. I got annoyed and bounced.

lucid frags

In my room.

I am trying to see if I can make a certain part of my dream body bigger.

***

I am holding a wooden shotgun. The barrel has twigs. I make a second barrel on the gun.

Deep Dream State

I am with Selene on the Green Moon. I start coughing. Raven picks me up in something like an energy net, and takes me to the Healing Glen. The Frost Giant talks to me at length about the nature of sickness of the three main bodies: physical, dream, and astral.

Joseph said he is going to join us on the Moon, and live at the Tower.

I get bandaged up, and Selene and I go to my house in BanyanLand, and cuddle in the Great Room. We have a long discussion about the difference between her and Angel, and all my dream lovers, and physical plane lovers.

I ask her what the nature of love is, she says: Gift, and kisses me passionately.

I tell he I never want to wake up. I am done with the other world. She smiles and says I have to go back, there is a lot I need to do there.

(sorry for switching tenses, no time to fix atm)

I am standing on a hill, and teaching Loaf how to summon. He summons DC dinosaurs which look like the one on my didjeridoo. He then summons lightning to destroy one, but it only slows it down. He is annoyed, and I chuckle.

I am standing on a hill, and teaching Loaf how to summon. He summons DC dinosaurs which look like the one on my didjeridoo. He then summons lightning to destroy one, but it only slows it down. He is annoyed, and I chuckle.

triple post

I am staring at myself in the bathroom mirror. I grow horns, and my face changes to a devil face. I grow hair on my legs, and hooves. I grin. I morph into an indigo panda wielding a bamboo staff. I morph into a purple jaguar cub with cute little wings. I become a huge bony man-dog, a black and white Great Dane.

I push against the door. It ripples.

I step through into a dream.

I am in a speakeasy during Prohibition in America. I am upstairs, brushing my teeth in a bathroom. There is a woman getting dressed on a bed. She is speaking in a New York accent, but I have no idea what the hell is saying. She seems to be complaining about something.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

She looks at me blankly. I then realize she's a DC.

"Where's the dreamer? Who's dream am I in?"

She mumbles some Charlie Brown adult gobbledy-gook. I put on a tie in annoyance, and a sportscoat and go downstairs. Shit... my hat. Fuck it.

There is a black man playing piano, and a bunch of rowdy white people.

Some loudmouth is yelling/singing, "Play us a song, darkie... play us a song..."

I scan the area for dreamers. I see most of the people are dreamers but don't even realize they are dreaming.

I run to the middle of the bar.

HEY EVERYONE! YOU ARE DREAMING!

The music stops. Everyone stares at me. I morph into an indigo panda, and start dancing.

I AM THE GOD OF LUCIDITY BITCHES, AND IT'S 38:38 o'clock, so kick ass and take names, because who knows when the dream is going to be over!

Some people fly through the roof. Others walk out of the bar. The black guy clocks the guy in the face making the racist comments.

"What? You uppity nigger! Just because this is New-"

I turn in a jaguar and leap upon the racist dude, biting his head off. He deflates. I then realize he's a DC of the black pianist. "Man, this was your own DC!"

"What?"

"Oh, nevermind, just enjoy-"

The black dude is staring at his hands. They turn into snakes, then, the hands of a white person, then he disappears.

The bartender shouts. "A sorcerer! A sorcerer! Kill him!" A bunch of cheesy lego-like Templars march down the stairs. I roll on the floor laughing, then turn into the big bad wolf, and blow them over like birthday candle flames.

I wake up rolling around in the biodome.

Nomad, what are you doing?

I am trying to make people lucid, Raven.

You can't even make yourself lucid!

I know.

Are you lucid right now?

No.

This is a dream.

I know.

Raven shoots sparkly stuff at my third eye.

I become lucid. I fly to the top of The Tower. I see people milling about in the Biodome. There are funny little houses and shops. It reminds me of the city we went to on the Dream Warrior Planet.

Are these people from DV?

Is the Biodome cooler than the City of Nowhere?

Guargawn appears beside me. He laughs and pats me on the shoulder. No, no, these are just different types of people. Some people like LA, some people like New York, and some people like Atlantis.

So.. which one is this?

This, my friend, is The Biodome.

I walk around exploring the streets and the open market. I introduce myself as Mayor of the Biodome. Some people ask me what the Biodome is. Others say I am not the Mayor. Raven Knight is. Others say Stephanie is. Others say having a mayor is a stupid idea.

I turn into a bunch of cats, and roar at people: YOU AR DREAMING!

I am in a burial chamber in an Egyptian Pyramid. I am a minotaur.

I sit down, and place my head on my knees, and close my eyes. A storm comes. The sand whips through the pyramid.

The pyramid collapses. It rebuilds itself.

The stones whip around. The pyramid collapses. It rebuilds itself.

I make a rain of black stone cubes fall. Strange tiny spacemen crawl out like ants, and run across the landscape, terraforming it. A green humpback whale breaches out of the land.

Mythical beasts run across it. A an atomic fire destroys everything. The ground is glass.

I turn the planet into an asteroid, and back to how it was originally.

Vegeta is floating before me. I open my eyes and stand up.

Enviro-shaping. Good practice. But, you lost lucidity like a fool how you always do. You need to go back to the basics and work on that. I'll help you. You need it.

You have moved beyond Consuming Illusions to actually alter the energetic dream environment. You will need this in battle. Here they come...!

I am a great minotaur walking in Hell, my Kingdom Hell, where I am Devil and King. "More Lazers" by edIT is playing.

I survey the scene. Death, destruction, fire, torment. I smile. Tortured souls. These fools have no idea they can leave any time. They just feel too damn guilty.

I dance to the beat, and morph my colors. I become pale white with a purplish tint. I have violet lightning bolts down the side of my body. I morph into a lava minotaur. I have an impossibly huge morning star in one hand, and a small round shield in the other. I leap on top of a car wreck.

"WHICH ONE OF YOU TORTURED SOULS WANTS TO BE FREE FROM HELL?"

They all bitch, "Oh, we deserve to be here."

"That's right, you idiots. So, who wants to be tortured to they can get out of here earlier? A few raise their hands. "

Dream Diverge

Dream 1

"Psh. None of you are worth it." I am just going to dance!

I dance to the music. I feel a surge of dark energy come up from the ground. I channel it into my symbiote. He gets too strong. I try to multiply and toss myself out, but my symbiote keeps my copy stuck to me. He's almost completely covering both.

You bastard! Get off!

My symbiote makes a whiny angry sound. I realize he's getting too strong.

I am going to shove you up the ass end of a black hole if you don't GTFFFF.

He crawls into my mouth. THAT'S IT!

I change my body into a swarm of flying fire minotaurs, then yellow jackets. I burn off some of his excess energy, but he keeps acting like a punk. We battle.

He is a big black blob of ooze. He galumphs at me. I morph into a winged fire tiger. I charge at him. He tries to consume me. I become a swarm of fire tigers. He becomes a swarm of blobs. I become like mist. I am too small for him. Thousands of tiny tiny copies. I am too much for him.

He turns into a big hollow ball. I morph into a giant washcloth, and absorb him. Then, I summon a giant sink, and a DC maid. She wrings me out in the sink, and his excess dark energy goes down the drain which is a tiny portal to a black hole.

Then he turns into a blob-dog. I am in a Mega Man Battle Network game. I pat his head, and see I have a bunch of strange cards in my hand.

***

I choose one of them. It's a man who killed me and my family in a past life. His name is Brian.

Oh, you. You actually do deserve to be here. You deserve no forgiveness. You will be in infinite torment if I can help it. I am the Devil, after all.

His eyes bug out of his head in pure fear. I chain him to a wooden post. Sweat pours down his naked body. I draw my morning star back, BAM. I crush his torso. I cough and collapse to the ground. Blood pours out of my mouth.

"You idiot, that's you."

Tears of blood pour from my eyes.

"You did all you can, Nomad. Stop torturing yourself. This is a new lifetime."

abridged

I am riding a great white Arabian horse through European woods. I am a desert nomad, dressed all in white. I am leading a group of nomads. We are running at full speed, being chased by the goddamned Templars.

The dream explodes, and many dreams happen at once.

I summon an earth elemental to stand up behind us, and attack the Templars. It grabs them and tosses them around.

We ride toward a cliff. They toss a net over me and my horse. I shoot my astral tentacles through the net, set them aflame, then spin them around, burning the net off of me. I continue riding. They shoot drugged darts into me.

I fall off my horse. I shoot my tentacles into the ground, and use them to stand up. I collapse while trying to toss square rocks at the Templars.
I have a nightmare of them torturing me in a torture chamber in an underground dungeon. I spit in their faces. They rip my body apart and toss me into different dreams. I just laugh.

I make my core very very tiny. I morph into a bacteria-virus and attack their dream cells. They writhe in pain as their blood vessels swell, then burst within their bodies.

I laugh, and collect my body parts, then exit the dream. I go to the Biodome on the Moon, and smoke a joint to relax. I carve in stone a record of my adventure. Then, I bring it to a room under my Living House the Great Banyan Tree under The Tower, and stick it in a wall.

I then see walls full of Nomad Chronicles in bas-relief. How do I not remember this. GAH! I have a Templar nanomachine in me. I shoot nanobots out of my pineal gland to attack. They eat it up, and spit it out of my mouth.
***

We ride to the edge of the cliff, and our horses sprout wings. Didn't I have this dream before?

Raven, Tigress, MoSh, Loaf, Walms, and mowglycdb come to aid me in battle. We kick ass, and have a party on the Moon to celebrate our victory.

We are standing around a great crater. There is only ash. Then I realize we are all dead. We look like ghosts, the ghosts of gods.

Why? Why did we do it? In our lust for power, we upset the balance. Everything is gone. We must sleep for a 1000 light-years to let this planet begin to grow again.

I transform into an indigo stone giant insectoid-humanoid. I have jets on my feet. I slam a spiraling staff into the jungle of Nod.

I DECLARE MYSELF THE MOON GOD! I AM X. I AM THE LUCID GOD. I AM THE GOD OF LUCIDITY.

Raven tells me to calm down. I respond by turning into a demon-dragon and eating someone.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

I am balancing out the energies here. I have become a True Neutral. Good and evil are only perceptions.

You fool! I will always be chaotic good, no matter what my form!

Raven turns into a large black raven, Queen of Night, a black bear, a black mamba, a giant black widow...

and you, my prey, have gone too far!

I turn into a giant blue translucent panda wearing a hat, wielding a quarterstaff. she turns into a dragon. we battle.

I breathe water at her, and put her fire out. she coughs.

She gets mad and me and chases me into the sky. I feel her claws tearing into my back. I escape into another dream.

I have a daughter that looks so much like Angel... We are in some cartoon Disney movie... It's how our child perceives her life, a kind of perfect fairyland where no one gets hurt.

"Nomad! Stop being an asshole!"

Raven is wearing a long red dress with red horns. She calls down thunder.

I turn into a rabbit, an burrow into another dream.

This is some weird rotoscoping...

I am smoking DMT with Keanu Reeves, Woody Harrelson, Winona Rider, and Robert Downey Jr. I take a hit. I feel my face implode. I feel like my soul is screaming. Raven follows me down a wormhole. I am a fox with a long long tail which she is holding on to. Why does she have a picnic basket? The wormhole becomes full of life. We sing a song, and say we are going to meet the All-One, the Mother and Father of ALL-ness.

We are hovering in space in front of a multicolored sun. It feels sentient. Its surface reminds me of human egg cells. It begins speaking to us in waves. It says it's a symbolic representation of the universe, and at the same time it is the universe, the progenitor of planets, yet as young and new as it is ancient.

I live forever, because I die for ever.

I wake up in a CIA Remote Viewer room. Raven is on the couch next to me. We take off these strange devices.

"Alright. We know you have The Gift. You are going to use it for US now, the U.S., for the good of the country. There are many things you can do with your gift, given the right training. You will be paid a healthy government salary, great benefits, see the world."

I don't need to travel to dream travel.

"Oh, but you will to get a better, ah, impression, of your, ah, targets."

"I don't really believe in spying."

"We prefer to call in psychosurveillance."

"You will go into the minds of our enemies and extract information."

"It doesn't work like that."

"You don't understand how well you will be trained. This is an offer you can't refuse. If you do, you will be detained for oh, five, ten years. 'How did these terrorists break into the CIA?'"

I shrug and sign my name. "NOMAD! NO!"

The dream shifts again.

Raven and I are battling the RV'ers, Matrix-style.

Suddenly we are in Evil Dead II.

The spooks become deadites. They say they want to swallow my soul. I turn into a burning white-hot archangel, and consume them. I form their dark energy into a sword. I absorb them into it.

I transform into Indigo, god of Lucidity, and slice and dice the deadites. I am now slicing Isz in The Outback. I am a giant white devil rabbit.

abridged

I am in a pirate radio station in a grass hut in the City of Nowhere. I am shooting out radio waves from an antenna on the top of the Temple.

YO, WHAT'S UP DREAMERS? This is Nomad, Juargawn, Nate, Indigo, whatever you want to call me, I am The God of Lucidity, broadcasting from the MOON BABY, YEAH! Tonight we have a line up of some kick ass drum'n'bass, glitch, and DUBSTEP, MU-FUKKAS! And I will play the didjeridoo with my mouth into the mic tonight. How can I do it? THIS IS A DREAM, BABY! THIS IS A FUCKING DREAM!

I fly through the roof. I sense myself in many dreams, in many dimensions. I cover myself in dream-orbs like armor. I shoot them into as many dreams as possible.

Yeah! I am the funky monkey goat god, Pan-Cannabis! Bachus Magnus! I fly through your dreams on wings of power!

I go back to the Temple, and sit on the landing pad. Francis, Aphrodite, Sarnox, and Guargawn join me.

"Now if I could only remember my regular lucid dreams like this... hmmm..."

A man walks up the steps proclaiming himself Mayor of Nowhere. I say "Go ahead, as long as you don't act like an asshole." He snickers at this and says he got elected.

I don't trust him.

I see he has a parasite on his back. I pounce on him, and rip the parasite off. The man coughs, and seems weak. I give him some water. He says The Bastards did it to him. The Bastards? The Conquistadores, mufukka! Damn.

He says they were controlling his words and actions remotely.

He says he is Juan from long ago, the guy with the sentient plants.

***

We have a huge battle, and fight off Templars with sentient plants turned to their will. I summon swarms of locusts which devour the plants. Lady Datura says the plants are fools.

NOTES

I am Juargawn. I am dancing on the Moon. I am shooting dream orbs out, of me, and slinging them back like a meteor hammer.

***

THe Biodome AI keeps teleporting me out of the Biodome.

WTF STEPHANIE?

Oh, I didn't recognize your energy signature... you have that dark thing on you.

It's just my symbiote, baby. I have it all under control. Override Code: pi to the infinite power, 8 times Juargawn. Soulfucker times 2. Now let me in.

Sorry, Juargawn.

Yeah. I know you love me.

NOTES

I am in a strange outdoor temple on a mountain.

RV Templars throw a net over me. Every weight has the energy of a full dream. The net is made of astral cords.

I draw energy up from the ground and break free.

I am covered in my sphere-armor, each sphere a dream.

FUCK YO DREAM NET BITCHES!