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    The Nomad Chronicles

    I have had many types of dream-like experiences from hypnogogic and hypnopomic hallucinations (visual and auditory), nightmares, sleep paralysis, false awakenings, lucid dreams, dreams from the mind, dreams from spirit, astral projection, remote viewing, sleep deprivation hallucinations, drug induced closed eye hallucinations, drug induced open eye hallucinations, spirit visions from playing music, visions from listening to music, and visions from chanting.

    Well, I have to tend to my waking life, but I will begin adding entries soon. Some will be dated, but they are from my dream journal that I've been keeping for the past year, and I want to transfer some of the entries here, because some are significant.

    Check out my non-lucid DJ: Nomad's Dreamtime

    Tasks Completed:
    Annual Tasks:
    Visit the Massoleum of Mossolus
    Visit the Hanging Gardens of Babylon
    Visit the Great Pyramid
    Visit the Temple of Artemis 8/31/09
    Visit the Statue of Zeus at Olympus 9/9/09
    Visit the Massoleum at Mossolus
    Visit the Collosus of Rhodes


    Monthly Tasks:
    Ask a Dream Character what it feels like to be in a dream
    Make a Tornado
    Make leaves fall off a tree and put them back on 09/09/09
    Scare a DC
    Ask a Ghost How it died

    Powers I have right now:
    Breathing Underwater

    as of September 1st, 2009:

    transform into Pan
    transform into a frog
    walk on water
    create a fireball
    disintegrate people
    bend earth
    bend wood
    super strength

    as of 09/09/09

    summoning rabbits
    summoning locusts
    morphing into a wyrm
    becoming giant
    morphing into a huge tree
    morphing into a mountain
    morphing into a volcano
    creating leaf tornadoes
    creating a locust tornado
    air bending

    Dream Goals:

    Do dream drugs:
    Smoke some dream salvia [ ]
    Eat some dream magic mushrooms [x]
    Smoke some dream cannabis [x]

    Meet my spirit guides:
    Michael [x]
    Koomo [x]
    The Trader, Francois [X]

    Meet a dream guide [x] 8/31 (gnome)
    - The Red Dragon, Zaphor

    Meet my 'aumakua:
    He'e/Kanaoloa [x]
    Pua'a/Kamapua'a [x]
    Pueo [x]

    Psychic abilities:
    Teleportation [x]
    Telekinesis [x]
    Make something big small [x]
    Make something small big [x]
    Walk through Walls [x]

    Superhero abilities:
    Invulnerability [x]
    Super strength [x]

    Alien Contact:
    Grey Alien [x]
    Reptilian [x]
    Martian [ ]

    Earth Conversations:
    Elephant [ ]
    Dophin [ ]
    Merperson [x]

    Places to go:
    A populated planet in the Milky Way Galaxy [ ]
    Macchu Piccu as it was being abandoned [ ]
    Visit Koomo's planet [x]

    Dream Body Changes:
    Transform into a Faun [x] (Pan)
    Switch Genders [X]
    Explode [X]
    Change into a Vapor [x]
    Change into a Water Elemental [x]

    Summon a dragon spirit [x]
    Summon a magic wand [x]
    Summon lightning [x]

    Become a wizard [x]
    Become a summoner [x]
    Become a dark knight [x]
    Become a superhero [x] Ion, Green Lantern
    Become a god [x] Pan, Juargawn

    Create A Dream Home, a living banyan tree [x]
    Create A Dream Temple, where I am worshiped [x]
    Create an army of dream warriors, fantastic creatures [ ]

    DC conversations:
    Ask a DC the name of my dream world [ ]
    Ask a DC what they think about 2012 [x]
    Ask a DC what my Dream Name is [ ]
    Ask a DC what they want most out of life [ ]

    Elemental alterations. ok, bending:
    Bend Earth - cause the ground to spike up [x]
    Bend Water - walk on water [x] 8/31/09
    Bend Fire - engulf myself in flame [x]

    Flying goals:
    Fly in a vertical body position [x]
    Hover [x]

    More Dream Goals:

    Find Zaylon [ ]
    Dream about the next day [ ]
    Become a millionaire [ ]
    Evacuate the negative energy from my house [ ]
    Access the Akashic Records [ ]
    Talk fluently in my sleep [ ]
    Induce lucid sleepwalking [ ]
    Bodysurf with Kaipo in a dream [ ]
    Appear in a dream to my sister as Juargawn [ ]


    Allies of Nomad:

    The Great Dragon - I called to be rescued by the King of Dragons, and met a very feminine dragon, who gave me two of her babies as allies in combat

    golden dragon, Skyfire - an eastern looking dragon. Powers: breathing fire, and lightning

    sky blue dragon, Rainstorm
    - a dragon that looks like a mix of the two. Powers: becoming liquid water.

    Otherme - me from another dimension. He appears shirtless and barefoot in jeans, and has red spikes coming out of him. He gave me budgies which aid in battle.

    - used these to defeat a great dream demon

    - my dream guide appearing as a red dragon floating on a cloud, but I have also have seen him as a huge dragon, and a mech dragon.

    Koomo-A spirit guide, his people are descended from bats

    Michael- An angelic spirit guide

    The Frost Giant He lives in a Cave in the North. He has healing powers. Raven perceives him as a Crystal Golem.

    Users on DV:
    Raven Knight- My lucid dreaming partner. I still don't know what she physically looks like as of this writing. I always see her in white. When I looked at her face intently, her eyes changed colors. Raven is a little smaller than me.

    Man of Shred- I perceived him as green crystal.
    Walms- I perceived him as orange crystal. I fought him. He beat me.
    The Cusp- I perceived him as purple crystal when we were not fighting. I fought him also, and he beat me.
    Mylynes- We fought, and he scared the crap out of me. Quite a dark soul.

    Other People:

    Selene- A lover from past lives, she used to haunt my dreams, until I made peace with her. She is always in white. Sometimes I see stars in her hair. She has dark wavy black hair, and dark brown eyes, and is petite.

    Spike- A lover of Raven Knight, a vampire. He and I were both friends and enemies in past lives. He is always wearing a black leather jacket and jeans. He has blond hair. He has really light blue eyes, and fangs. He has an attitude.

    Basara- A Bard. He's really intense. I feel like I have known him before. His pupils go in spirals. He is a healer.

    The Magistrate
    - This alien led us to meet The Dream Warrior Master. I perceived him to be an alien with a long face and pink skin.

    Hades- The god of The dead, The King of Hollow Earth, brother of Pan. I perceived him as a stone man, with a stone crown and then, an ancient man with a white beard, and a golden crown

    Morpheus - The god of Dreams (who may also be Pan) I perceive him to have many appearances.

    The Dream Warrior Master, Gawn - Pan, Noah, The Devil, The Great Progenitor. I perceive him as The Devil because I am a fool, apparently.

    Q- This powerful being creates training scenarios and training grounds for us. He is Raven Knight's spirit guide. I have only seen him once. She perceives him as Q from Star Trek. When I saw him, he was sitting in a cloud in lotus wearing red and gold, with shoulder pieces on his clothes, and a large hat.

    Cerberus/Sphinx - Solve the riddle of the Sphinx to access the Underworld/Hollow Earth

    Joseph formerly Tooth- a young boy that was a Nightstalker.

    Samuel/Sornax- He was my dog.

    Jose- A gardener of sentient plants.

    Chronos- the god of time.


    From Selene:
    -energy belt: this forms a force field around me when I press the button on the buckle
    -energy gloves: this makes my punches more powerful. I can extend these out to grab enemies
    -energy boots: I can use these to walk on walls and ceilings, also they increase grip on the ground, and have rocket boosters

    From Michael: a holy winged helmet. the helmet is a silvery blue in color, with pale gold angel wings. It hums and vibrates when fighting unholy beasts, but I don't fully understand its power yet

    From Koomo: a pair of bat wings to increase my flying agility

    From the Great Dragon:
    two baby dragons to aid me in battle

    From Otherme: cute budgies which form a giant sky blue sword

    From Zaphor
    : secret magic knowledge

    From the god of the Forge, Vulcan: True Sight Goggles, which I can see the true nature of entities beyond illusion. I altered these goggles to make them ocular implants.

    From The Borg: a disk in my head with which to access the calm of the Collective

    From Raven Knight: The witchblade, armor that forms over me, and a blade with gems in it.

    From Man of Shred- Selenite, which increases telepathic ability

    From The Atom: atomic belt and atomic disk, which I use to shrink to the size of an atom

    From the Ancient Egyptians: shards of a heart crystal which synchs up my heart and mind

    From a master Remote Viewer: an infinity watch to travel through time with

    From Hawkman: The Axe of Ages to decapitate Templars with

    Fly pods- I have a small pod on each shoulder full of swarms of flies which automatically open fly in the face of remote viewers. Centipede disk- I have a disk on my chest that silver centipedes swarm out of, and cover my body in case of a swarm attack. They also crawl in my dream body and remove parasites.

    Skills learned from Raven Knight:
    teleportation, creating portals, summoning weapons

    I am a shapeshifter.


    Nomad Form
    In this form, I am a bedouin

    Juargawn Forms
    - cheesy king lion-man
    - purple winged jaguar cub
    - black winged lion
    - god of Nothing
    - Sorceror lion
    - various big cats

    Gargoyle - a light blue gargoyle with a dragon face

    Dark Knight - a Dark Knight with spiky armor, and a huge sword

    Green Lantern - I had every color of ring on me, creating a wormhole as I flew threw it

    The great god Pan. Sometimes I have a human face, sometimes a goat face, sometimes ram horns, sometimes goat horns
    -Faun - a person with goat legs, not

    -Lava Minotaur

    -Timelyst Knight, Lord of Night

    - Soulkyst, Vampire Supreme

    -Chimera Supreme

    -Fear Form

    -Dark Knightmare

    Other forms
    -rubber ball
    -water elemental
    -Katch creature
    -stone golem

    You are in reality. All is real. Everything you see is real. Nothing is everything, and everything is nothing. Existence is infinite. You are infinitely less and infinitely more than a speck in the sea of existence. We are connected to everything because of existence. Separation of self is an idea for survival, but we are incessantly united. Everything is the same. Nothing is real. The Void is a real place, which doesn't exist, never has existed, and never will. The Void is within and without you. Foolishness is wisdom, and wisdom is for fools. The merry at heart are righteous, the sad are blameless, the angry ones pity, and the evil ones destroy themselves out of necessity.

    None of this is true,
    but you understand the meaning.
    Deep goes the tunnel
    for the one truly dreaming.
    Close your eyes now,
    and you can see what you are seeing.
    Open your heart,
    because that's what does believing.
    Your mind is a tool,
    but it's deception is convincing.
    Create the world you want,
    then be open to receiving.
    Nothing is coming,
    and everything is leaving.
    Inhale nothing to
    know that you are dreaming.
    Inhale nothing to know
    that you are dreaming.


    1. Dark Tower Dream: Roland's story

      by , 04-13-2013 at 12:41 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I awake near a campfire on the ground. Raven is here, so is WinterFae, Roland, and some other people. Roland tells us what the zombie wolves are. As he tells us the story, we see the pictures in the smoke and in our minds.

      The zombie wolves are actually men. Men, Templars from other dimensions that became wraiths in their world, forever bound to the astral plane by killing themselves in order to induce a trauma to their soul and bind themselves to the twilight plane of the astral.
      They have animated the bodies of mutant wolves, half-dead in order to kidnap children and steal their dreams. The Wraith-Templars want everyone to stay on the astral plane and go no further when they sleep, for on the astral, the Templars can torture people and feed of their pain energy.

      I lean forward and reach for a firebrand. I stare at the flame on the end of the stick. I slowly put the flame close to my right hand. Raven shouts, "Nomad, you'll hurt yourself!"
      "I have to see!" I burn myself right where my RC tattoo is in Wakeworld. I cry out in pain, and toss the firebrand into the fire. "Nomad-Nyne, what are you doing?" cries WinterFae.
      "I have to see." I look at my hands. They look normal except for the burn, which is now blistering. I pinch my nose...can't breathe through it. I try to fly. I can't. I try to shoot fireballs. I can't. I pick up an empty can, toss it into the air, and throw a knife right into it with a loud clang. "...and we are all good shots..." echoes in my head.
      "This is real," I whisper, and faint. Raven catches me.
      I wake up some time later. Raven and WinterFae are looking over me. "This is real, isn't it?"
      "Yes, brother, this is real, this land, this ka-tet, this world. And the quicker you accept that, the quicker we can-" Roland raises his gun and points it at me- no- behind me. A bullet whizzed past my ear, and into the head of a strange templar-wraith.
      We look around. No one else, a scout.
      "Okay, friends, let's move!" Roland shouts. We quickly pack up camp, and move out from the woods to a cool desert plain.
    2. The Return of the Vampyre

      by , 11-06-2012 at 03:53 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I awake with a jolt, and leap out of bed. Wait? Glycon? I must be dreaming. The great hand puppet snake god of anarchy laughs into mist. I create a portal with my ChaoStaff, and fly to the moon. I battle with some kind of gross astral parasite mother creature in the wormhole with a wormhole Wyrm. I spin out of the wormhole, burning with violet flame to kill those lil buggers. I land on the Green moon with a Boom, slamming my staff into the ground. Raven appears flying in the sky wearing as Queen of Night, wearing a long black dress, with onyx horns spiraling out of her head, riding Shadow, a winged black panther.
      Oh, you silly Nomad! Let’s go on a Mission. Vegeta appears out of a wormhole. “You two! You have not trained for some time. Want some training?” He says angrily challenging me. He slams his fist into his palm, and his hands burst into flame. He growls like distant thunder. I charge at him. I am so angry, and I don’t even know why. He sidesteps me, and laughs mockingly. “Look at you. You’ve grown weak. You’re so pathetic. You have no excuse for your weakness, the once-great Nomad! Ptah!”
      I see Raven fighting a double of Vegeta in the distance. Hmph. I multiply myself and surround him. He morphs into a million tiny versions of himself and swarms over me like army ants, striking me as he runs over my body. I scream in rage, and he laughs again. He claps his hands and shouts, ‘SCENARIO!”

      Raven and I are in a forest, on a hill overlooking a bowl-shaped valley. We have lost lucidity. “There, she says. The Beast lies within. From it, we will have our treasure that was stolen from my people so many ages ago.” I look at Raven. She’s an elf with black hair and violet eyes. She’s wearing some kind of dark metallic armor that makes no sound when she moves in it. “Underground, the labyrinth. Nomad, don’t you remember the mission?”
      A geometric shape comes out of her third eyes, and into my mind. Download. Mission: Recover Artifact in center of Labyrinthe. The Artifact is guarded by a great Minotaur.
      Raven and I levitate, and fly over the ground in a vertical position about three feet off the ground. Around the labyrinthe there are puddles of water collecting. I am wearing the markings of… A Templar? No! Wait… I see on my chest are many sacred symbols… I am wearing the armor of an elven knight, and have sprigs of vines in my hair, and the hilt of my sword has a strange red jewel… The Bloodstone. I am a Drow. I look at my Dark Elf face in the water. I have a long face, pale lavender skin, white hair, pointed ears, nose, chin. My eyes are slanted and black as night. My sword drinks the blood of my enemies… yes. My sword, with the sould of an ancient vampire infused into it, forever cursed, bound to me. In my right hand I wield a staff with a Chaos Star emblazoned. I am a Chaos Paladin. Fuck. Yes.
      The labyrinth entrance is a rectangular hole in the ground with a ramp leading down. Raven and I float down. I slam my staff on the ground and a magical fire burns. Raven casts a Glow spell, and light moves down to the end of the hall.
      We walk for a few minutes uneventfully until we are deep inside. I see a map in my mind. The ground shakes. A stone is pushed into the hall from a wall, a rotted hand reaches out. Fuck. Zombies. They come at us from all angles. We race down the hall, burning our way through the zombie hordes, blades aflame. My sword complains that there is no nice blood in the zombies.
      We come to a great abyss with just a small ledge. We see the hole on the other side, our destination. We take to the air. Suddenly a flapping of a great many large leathery wings is heard, and the din of a hundred harpies screeching in rage. Raven laughs at them, casting wind spells at them, flinging them to walls. I sonically counterattack, and the harpies get vertigo and fall.
      Raven and I make it to the other side. Right here, it’s on the other side of this wall, I can feel it, Raven says. We rub the wall with our hands and vibrate it until the molecules resonate, then walk through. We are in a large room with the sun shining on a golden orb floating above an obelisk. Raven smiles at it, and walks to it, in a trance. “Raven!” The Minotaur leaps from the shadows and tackles Raven. She grabs him by his great neck, and then he laughs and morphs into a Dark Elf. “My love?” Raven says. She grabs the man and kisses him. I feel confused. Hail Eris. Eris whispers in my ear. “Turn around.”
      A great snake with long hair, about 20 feet tall, the size of 5 busses rises and whips me with its tail. “HERETICS!” it screams at me. Raven and the elf fling knives into the snake’s throat. My sword flies at the fresh wound, drinking in the blood through the air before the red liquid can hit the floor. The Bloodsword pulls me into the snake, and we slice it up from the inside out.
      “SCENARIO. END.”
      We are standing on the Moon. Vegeta is floating in front of the three of us. “Good job. Til Next time.”
      Who is the man we were with? I look at him. Oh, Spike. The Vampire returns.
    3. Dark Angels of Vengeance

      by , 08-14-2012 at 11:22 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      **abridged due to pain***

      I leap out of bed. I am a savage white werelion with a necklace of tiny skulls around my neck. I roar and create a portal with a bone-dagger.

      I leap through, spinning, and land on the moon.

      I am near the koi pond. Raven is watching the fish.

      She looks at me. I morph into a quicksilver dragon, then a giant three headed canine with the head of a pit bull, a wolf, and a chihuahua. I growl softly.

      "FLUFFY!" Raven laughs and hugs me.

      "Someone is going to have nightmares tonight." Raven slams her fist into her palm, and she becomes enwreathed in violet and black flame. Her dress becomes black, and she grows two horns. Her eyes become green and lavender. She laughs maniacally and creates a portal.

      A zombie-basset hound head comes out of my chest, and sniffs the ground. We leap into the portal, and end up in the bedroom of a fat want to be badass. He has posters of Sylvester Stallone on his walls and some dumbells on the floor.

      "So, this is the sadistic "bad ass" that tortures dogs for pleasure?" Raven asks.

      I leap on to his chest and smell him with my zombie-hound head. "Yep. This is our target."

      Raven chuckles, and I quietly growl with all four heads. The room vibrates with the rumbles. The man's astral body wakes up. I bark with my pit bull head, howl with my wolf head, bay with my hound head, and yip maniacally with my chihuahua head. The din is maddening.

      The man screams in sheer terror, trying to push me off of him. I jump off and he runs out the door into the street. Raven and I teleport outside, and Raven summons a wall in front of him which he slams into.

      I roar, and alter the landscape to be a giant puppy mill completely on fire. I turn the man's clothes into a dog costume. He runs around freaking out. Raven creates a small cage, which he runs into.

      We slowly walk into it. The man is backed up against a wall. The man's face is frozen in a silent scream. Raven creates a portal on the back wall. It looks sinister with black thorns swirling around it.

      "only one way out," Raven states flatly.

      The man looks at us. I am frothing at all four mouths. He leaps into a portal to Hell. We follow.

      The man falls down for hours, and lands on a boulder in a great cavern full of fiery pits. Demon dogs fly about in pain and anger. I leap upon him, and devour his innards. He writhes and screams in pain. Raven shoots a bolt of lightning into his mouth placidly. His body reforms.

      Raven and I merge into a great fiery angel-demon. We grab the man, and fling him into outer space, and follow. "here you will die, o 'brave warrior'," I whisper.

      "Who are you?" He screams.


      The man wakes up. We are in his room, a dark witch and monster. He sits up and sees us. "We are Nightmares." he screams and wets the bed. We laugh and fade away.
    4. mourning on Kulkulkan

      by , 07-26-2012 at 06:44 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I am at Kulkulkan, weeping, sitting at the top of the pyramid.

      Raven flies down and asks me what's wrong.

      FUCK 2012. Everything's falling apart. I hate my waking life. I just want to live here forever.

      Raven says nothing, but sends healing energy to me. I stop crying, and stand up and give her a hug.

      I miss you, I miss MoSh... I am so frustrated with my broken body in Wakeworld.

      But, we're here now, Nomad. Come.

      Raven opens a portal to the Healing Glen, and we step through. We are in a lovely glen in a deciduous/pine forest in late winter. The Frost Giant steps through, parting trees like cane stalks.

      "The winter is almost past, brother. Spring is coming soon."

      I collapse on the grass in exhaustion. MoSh, Tigress, and Pablo appear, and I feel them healing me as tears silently pour out of my closed eyes. I hear music... Bakara... everyone is playing music. I get up, and we take turns healing each other.

      We walk back to the Frost Giant's Cave. Joseph is there. He is now a young teenage boy, about 15. He smiles at me, and turns into a giant eagle. I applaud and laugh. He turns back into a boy, and suddenly bursts into tears. "Thank you for rescuing me from the nightstalker demon." He grabs Raven and I and hugs us tightly.

      "Everyone, come by the fire, I made some stew," says the Frost Giant. "We will reforge ancient bonds as we share food, drink, and stories."

      (to be continued when my hands don't hurt.)
    5. Firecat

      by , 08-09-2011 at 03:05 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I am FIRECAT, a flaming lion-man, with astral tentacles swirling about my chakras. I am standing on The Temple of Nothing, In the City of Nowhere, in the Land of Nod, on the Green Moon.

      I am ensrouded in sacred energy. I look over the city. Everything is beautiful and amazing. I see hundreds of dreamers pouring into the city through portals.

      Atras rides up to me on an indigo wolf.

      He looks at me and smiles. He dismounts and stands next to me. He asks me if everything he sees is real. I roar, and make the dream ripple. He laughs and asks where Raven is. She turns a corner. She is holding a cute little cat. It's Shadow. Shadow jumps into my arms. I pet her, then she jumps down, and makes figure eights around Raven's ankles.

      Raven smiles at Atras, do you want to have an adventure with us?

      Atras says YES! then he disappears.

      Raven shrugs as she makes a portal, and we jump in.
      Tags: atras, iodsp, raven
    6. Montulu in Nowhere

      by , 07-19-2011 at 06:26 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)

      I am Montulu, the Great Destroyer of Nothing. I am a giant monster inside my Temple of Nothing on the Green Moon. I grow a beacon out of my head, a beautiful green and gold light. “I AM THE GREAT MONTULU, DESTROYER OF NOTHING. I SUMMON THEE!”
      I shoot a dark energy beam to earth to draw dreamers to me.
      I see many. I morph into Juargawn, my cat beast self, and am a little angelic and demonic. Atras waves his arms and runs to me. “Hey man. I think I did it? Did I? Is this real? Is this a dream?”
      “What do you think?”
      “Well everything looks real,” he says doing a nose pinch RC.
      “No... wait- I am dreaming. What are you doing in my dream? Is this a shared dream? Is this your dream? Are we in Mexico? Are you an alien? Why do all the people look like animals and aliens and superheroes? Why does that guy look like a talking plant? I am so confused! What is going on? This is amazing! Am a dreaming?” he says looking at his hands. He skin begins to change to a sky blue. “Oh my god!” he disappears.
      Windhover appears standing next to me. We are leaning on staffs looking out at all the people. She is wearing a thick white robe with light green on the inside. She has a white wooden staff with leaves growing out of it. She seems tall and very ancient, like an elf queen that has lived for thousands of years, and has very slow emotional changes.
      “How long do you think it will take, until we realize we are always dreaming, Nomad?”
      “Lifetimes, probably, but at that point, we’ll finally have evolved into full awareness of the fourth and fifth dimensions, and we can exist in all five simultaneously in complete harmony.”
      “Hm.. that makes sense.”
      She suddenly morphs into a tall woman that looks half Asian and half white wearing a business suit. She sits down at a desk and starts drawing. I create some holograms which dance across the desk. “What is that?” I ask.
      “Oh, it’s my visual DJ. I keep this in my dreams to help me remember things I want to draw.”
      “What’s this?” she asks, referring to the holograms.
      “That’s me, that’s MoSh, that’s Raven, that’s you, that’s Xaphor.... look...”
      She looks at the holograms and claps her hands.
      “How silly and amusing!”
      “Oh, pardon me, I said that in Korean, and yet... I perceive you understood me?”
      “That is how things work in dreams. I am allied with an entity that translates all languages. I take the Babelfish from my ear, and it morphs into a fairy. She divides herself in two, one green, and one red. The red one flies to Windhover, and flies around her head.
      “Hello, Fairy! I am waking up. Bye Nomad!”
      I bow to her as she fades.
      Raven flies down on a broom. “Hey Nomad? What are you doing? I was at Hogwarts. My students, some of them have greatly accelerated and are teaching me things. They have learned how to dimensional travel.”
      “That is amazing.”
      “Oh, I went to Denn, kicked some orc ass, then I told them, hey, be cool, why don’t we have some brownies and red wine with the humans and such. I infected them with a love virus. It was awesome.”
      We high five and laugh.
      “So is this shared dream project thing... oh, look at all the dreamers!”
      There are many people below running around like ants. Some are building things, some are battling.
      “Hey, you!” I shout. “All of you!” They look up at me. “You are all dreaming!”
      Most of them do RC’s, and a lot of them wake up. A few of them run up the pyramid. I see Loaf standing in the corner looking up at the sky in silence.
      Atras runs up the pyramid, and speaks to me out of breath.
      “Oh my God, Nomad, I did the go back to bed thing. I re-entered. Did I remember the dream though?”
      “I don’t know. Did you write it down?”
      “No? I don’t know.” Atras smacks his head.
      ‘Why don’t you relax and enjoy the dream?”
      Atras sits down and looks at the dreamscape. Flying cars and flying saucers flit about over the jungle canopy as the sun sets on the City of Nowhere.
      “It is pretty amazing,” Atras says.
      I smile and walk to Loaf. “I like this world. The other wold sucks. It’s a piece of shit.”
      “I know how you feel,” I say.
      Raven stands next to us, and we silently share healing energy as the sun goes down, and the earth rises.
    7. The Great Montulu

      by , 07-19-2011 at 03:21 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I am a giant monster disguised as a mountain outside the forest of Denn. I have great tentacles which grow underground like roots. I stick the tips up out of the earth, and make orcs appear. The orcs muck about, and begin chopping trees, hunting rabbit, and digging for roots, mushrooms, and grubs. Some elves ride up on horses and they battle.
      My DC’s are awesome. I make the elves and orcs vanish. I make them appear again. Oh, my this is fun. I feel like a godly Jabba the Hut for some reason. I clap my tentacles together, and toss a frog in my mouth. Tastes like chicken. Gross! I hate chicken. I spit the frog out, and turn it into brocolli. Much better.
      “I am the great Montulu!” I rumble. “I am the great Dark Underbelly Creature Monster Death Thing of the Land of Aud. I am all nightmares and all fairy tales. Oh shit! Someones in the Tavern.”
      I teleport my consciousness down a tentacle, and into the tavern. Okay... Now it’s name is “Crunchy Peanut Bottom?” It has a picture of a peanut shaped like an ass, with a dude giving the thumbs up sign. WTF? Whatever. I morph into the bartender, and nonchalantly whistle as I wipe the counter down. Hmm... that beer looks good. I pour myself a beer, and drink it. Omigod. It tastes perfect. I forget why I am there. I hear a fist slam on the counter behind me. “Service!” a female voice demands. I am startled and spit out my beer. I see the other Raven, the White Ninja Raven smirking at me amusedly. She chuckles and grabs my beer.
      “Which one of you schmucks is worthy enough to fight by my side in battle? I challenge you to a a duel!” She downs the beer, and passes out. I catch her. An assassin shoots her in the chest. She wakes up and pulls the arrow out. “Hey! Who just shot me? I am going to kick your little punk ass, bitch!” She teleports outside, and I grab on to her cape. We are floating in the air, and there is a monkey ninja pirate throwing red barrel of monkey toys at us. Except the toys are bladed. Some of the blades slice us up for a second. Ninja Raven teleports behind the monkey, and slices him in the back of the head, all the way down to his tail, about an inch deep. The monkey screams in anger and teleports away. I morph into a wraith samurai enwreathed in violet flame. “Who the fuck are you?” Raven says.
      “Silent Death. I am the Owl King.”
      I bilocate, and send one of my bodies above the battle. I attack the monkey from the front and back. It screeches, and I rip the fabric of time and space, and shove the little bastard in. The Cusp appears out of a portal with an armful of flying pirate monkey ninjas. Each monkey becomes a flock. I summon swarms of tiny orcs riding on beetles to counterattack. “What the hell? A friend of yours?” says Ninja Raven. The Cusp waves, and leaps back into the portal. All the monkeys fall to the ground and dissipate.
      “Haha! I didn’t even need to summon these orcs,” I say, summoning an army of orcs. Ninja Raven instantly multiplies herself and kills them all.
    8. I, Alien

      by , 07-08-2011 at 06:57 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)

      I am an alien contactee. I have been in contact with two different alien species that I know of. I got into lucid dreaming because I got into astral projection and remote viewing. The reason I did this was because I felt something was missing from my mind. Around 1995, I became obsessed with astral projection and the paranormal. I listened to Coast to Coast all the time, and read every book on the paranormal in my local library. I was reading a book by Whitley Streiber when all of a sudden I had a massive flashback. I started writing everything down before I could forget.
      I wrote for about 45 minutes. I had written twenty pages. In it, I detailed an experience of being hypnotized as a child by people in black and being introduced to an extraterrestrial as an experiment.
      As you can imagine, I agonized for years wondering if this was true. Through dreaming, I realized it was.
      I also recovered another painful memory which happened two years later. I was molested.

      As I have wandered in my oneironautical journeys, and have discovered the nature of reality and illusion, I began to wonder if that molestation memory was actually a memory of ET contact. Through dreaming, I now see the truth.

      This is my dream:

      I float up out of bed. I am surrounded by alien Greys. I sense they are some kind of soulless organic robots, controlled by a distant mind. Their creepy eyes feel hollow because there is nothing there. I blast them with 360 flamethrowers. Their puppetmaster launches a web around me. I fly up to him to punch him, but to no avail. I unsheath my hip dagger, and plunge it into his stomach, screaming like a banshee to keep the wound open. I turn my entire body into a blade, and launch into the wound. I come out the other side, but there is still a net around me. I expand, but every time I break one, there is another one waiting for me. Though they seem to be thinning, they are no weaker. I feel as if they are made of astral cords. I begin to feel claustraphobic. I call to Raven. “Raven!”

      She opens a portal to me, riding through on a broom laughing with two bats swirling around her. She analyzes the situation without a word, then she goes supernova and destroys the whole bullshit dream. We are in some kind of chaos plane for an instant where everything is not whole. We tumble out of a portal into the healing glen in New Eden. We cough up dark energy, and the glen sends up healing energy all over and through us. We lie on our backs for awhile in silence looking up at the sky. I begin to fall asleep. My astral body rises out of my dream body. I see Raven is asleep, but her astral body is moving around. “Raven, Raven wake up.”
      Her astral body gets up, and looks at me sleepily. “Good morning Nomad... Coffee... bathroom... Oh, hey, we’re in the Biodome!”
      “Oh, weird. Did I fall asleep here?”
      “I think so. Our dream bodies were worn out from that Drow attack. Those fuckin Insect Grey motherfuckers.”
      I pace. “This is perfect. See? We are in our astral bodies right now, I mean, this is where our conscious minds are: in our astral bodies on the dream plane. I want to go into the astral plane... Into the past, seven years after I was born...” I sense Raven’s confusion at my frenetic energy. I turn and look into her eyes, locking eye contact. Her eyes become two swirling galaxies, as do mine. The galaxies collide in a reflection of each other... and we communicate telepathically, in images.
      Raven, I think I am a fucking alien.
      That sounds crazy.
      No it doesn’t. I am an alien, too.
      I am a physical alien.
      What’s the difference?
      I don’t know.
      Look, I was molested as a kid, but I think that memory is false.
      It could be an unconscious desire to make it “unhappen.”
      Look into my mind, Raven.
      I allow her to see in past the illusion of the molestation to alien contact.
      Her eyes grow large. So you know it’s true, Nomad.
      No I don’t.
      I just saw it.
      I know, but I want to see it, on the astral plane. I want to be in that physical place. I want to see it from third person perspective.
      Are you sure you don’t want to be hypnotized?
      Ha ha, Raven. This is way more accurate. We both know this.

      Raven smiles at me. “Help me create this portal. I will focus on its astral aspect, and you focus on the time and place...”
      “Okay... Washington State, USA, Tacoma suburbs, 1982...”
      The portal looks more like a wormhole with just a very transparent thin pane for the portal. The wormhole is silvery. I looks like psychedelic guts of a giant creature. Maybe it’s the guts of the universe? We step in, and are being pulled by some tiny fish like sting rays. We tumble into the sky, and catch ourselves. We are floating above a forest. I see my young self walk out of a house, and grab my friend’s bike. I am fearlessly going to ride in the woods alone.
      I teleport behind my boy self from the past, and stick an astral tentacle on to him so I will not lose track. Raven watches from above.
      I see there are about fifty Greys watching from the woods. They are practically invisible, using some type of cloaking device which bends light in a strange way. There are two different sizes. I notice there are two short ones with every tall one. The short ones generally stand on the sides of the tall ones. I see three of them materialize. I get some kind of sense that the tall one is a female, and the two short ones are male.
      The tall one freezes my boy self’s body. One of the small ones levitates me off the bike, and the other one TK’s it away, and it slides through the leaves. My boy self’s face is frozen in sheer terror. The aliens do not seem aware of my boy self’s emotions.
      “They are terrifying you, assholes!” Raven says.
      “I am not upset anymore, Raven. Let’s just watch.”
      They levitate me to a few inches off the ground, but maintain TK grip, and approach me. The tall one stares into my eyes. I sense some kind of dark faraway intelligence. Her energy feels feminine, yet puppet-like, vacant. She tells me, “We mean you no harm, brother.” She turns to the small ones, and I hear sounds come out of her which sounds something like a cicada or cricket. I know what she is saying. She is arguing with the other ones.
      “He forgot the Mission.”
      “You cannot call DNA code ‘He.’ Let us not place so much responsibility on our brother, here (after which she said an extremely long string of numbers and letters and symbols which means my exact DNA code specific to me.)”
      I suddenly have a flashback, no, I am intercepting telepathic communication. Aliens come into my parent’s bedroom... My mother is sleeping alone. They release some type of sedative blue gas into the air. They use a strange machine that looks like an insect which slides a probe into her navel, and injects some type of human-alien hybrid cells into the amniotic fluid to bind with my developing embryonic body. I realize the when the alien says, “he,” he is not talking about my boy self, but about the alien DNA code.
      The female alien casually undresses me as one of the other alien levitates me higher. She looks in all my orifices, then puts my clothes back on. I am terrified. She seems annoyed or confused. “You were one of our best, Captain,” she mumbles.
      Another flashback. I am an alien Grey fighter pilot. I am in a space battle with Reptilians over an asteroid. There are some kind of sentient native creatures there hurling rocks at us, that look like a cross between trees, fungus and dinosaur... giants. I get wounded, and am going to die.
      On an operating room table. They withdraw my vital life essence from my core, and the doctors tell me to focus my consciousness into my remaining physical essence in order to impregnate the DNA with physical memory. My grey shell body expires, and now my consciousness is in my glowing ball of energy which they withdraw from my chest and place in a machine. Then, they take skin from my warm body and place it on 8 pieces of glass. The machine divides my energy into 8 living pieces, and squirts them on to the 8 pieces of glass like gel. The gel energy binds to the skin, which is placed in a glass container which makes the cells grow. The Greys only have one type of cell that does many different things. The growth containers are taken to a lab and watched over before they finally are given to ones that inject them into wombs of pregnant humans.
      I pee my pants. The female tall alien seems confused. The other ones do not seem to notice. I look down, and I notice I unconsciously pulled my pants down before I urinated, but they are still holding me a few inches off the ground. The aliens become invisible and walk away, then drop me. I run to the bike, and touch it to see if it’s real. I turn to the aliens. I see the eyes of many aliens in the woods.
      “Are you real?” I shout at them. They begin to disappear. “Is this a dream? A nightmare?”
      They completely disappear.
      “You are the devil!” I shout at them, and they vanish. I sit down and cry for a few minutes. Then, I pick up my bike, and walk it back through the woods. I stop crying. I feel the aliens freeze me again, this time from inside their ships.
      I can hear their thoughts as they try to brainwash me. “FEAR-LINK, ENGAGE. ILLUSION SCREEN TRAUMA. ENGAGE. FALSE MEMORY LOADED. LOCK MEMORY, COMPLETE. REPROGRAMMING COMPLETE. TRAUMA DIVERGE (a series of numbers).” They use my unconscious mind to create an illusory memory of sexual trauma should I ever try to remember it. And in a sense it was, because it was against my will, but at the same time, it was not for some sick pleasure on their part. It was an examination.
      I come out of my boyhood self. I didn’t realize I popped in like that. Raven is standing next to me. She puts her arm around me. “You okay, Nomad?”
      “I... I am fine... just overwhelmed.”
      She opens a portal to the Mountain in New Eden on the Green Moon. We sit in silence as we watch the sun rise.
    9. epic night of epic epicness

      by , 07-05-2011 at 07:21 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I float up out of my bed, and transform into Ganesh. Six arms grow out of my sides, and my face becomes lion and elephant as I grow a mane. I trumpet and roar. All the demons surrounding my bed bow to me. My fur turns panther black, and my eyes turn red. The demons toss plumeria flowers, the flowers of the dead, to me.
      I float outside to the door, where my spaceship, Future’s Hope is waiting for me. My glistening silvery ship. I step in, and the AI is playing some epic rock... Something like Pyramid Song from Radiohead. No, this is the song.
      DJ Hope, the AI of my ship asks me where I’d like to go tonight. I sit down in the pilot’s seat, and place large goggles over my face. I feel part of my energy split off... My astral body separates from my dream body, and ....

      Astral Plane
      My astral body floats through the side of the ship. I become aware of astral demons around me. They look like metal androids with many bladed arms. I mindfuck them, and bend them to my will. Now, you are my bodyguards, boys. Form a phalanx!
      The scene changes. There is a house in front of me with reddish purple paint with white trim.
      “Someone in here wants a nightmare,” I smile to the demons. They nod. There are angels in the area, looking suspiciously at the demons. I communicate with the head angel telepathically. He scans me to decipher what kind of being I am. “A dreamer? Just what kind of human are you?”
      “I am a dreamer, dear, but I am not human.” The angel nods, and lets me pass, giving me a scrutinizing gaze. I just smirk as I morph into a shadowy thing. I crouch at the foot of the bed. “Wake up... wake up... heh hehe...”
      For some reason, he is asleep. Ah, he is dreaming, and I am calling him to the astral plane. No matter, this is also a dream. I rumble like distant thunder. The young man stirs and sits up in bed, stretching. I slowly rise. He looks at me, and freezes. His mouth moves silently.
      “Speak, boy,” I rumble.
      “Who... what... are you?”
      “I’m from the Moon! And you are dreaming!”
      “No I am not! You are a demon! or a ghost? This is real!”
      “No, you are in the astral plane, see.... uh...”
      “Yes! I mean no!” I roar again, and the young man turns and creates a portal with his third eye. He doesn’t realize he did it. He turns to me, then turns back to the portal. Something like a tentacle or rope comes out of it, and he grabs on.
      “This dream sucks! I’m out!” The thing pulls him into the portal and it closes. I walk back outside, and the angel rolls his eyes.
      One of the astral demons says, “how’d it go?”
      I smack him, and he flies across the yard into a tree.
      “Now I am going to the Moon, bitches! Oh wait... I feel more nightmares are wanted. Hmm... First, I need to set up my dream running portals.... Yes, Sarnox will want to come, Jo, and Koomo... guess he’s busy on his home planet.”

      I portal to the Moon, and join my dream body.

      Dream Plane Dream
      Alright, baby, Take me to the MOON!”
      “Yes Master.”
      “I love it when you say that.”
      “Ugh, you have such a big ego.” I feel my ship roll her eyes.

      We fly to the Temple of Nothing in the City of Nowhere in the Land of Nod on the Green Moon. She alights on the landing pad. There are two jaguars, a light one and a dark one, portrayed doing battle on the landing pad. Guargawn, my stand-in when I get bored of being a god, greets me, along with Sarnox, my Druid High Priest. “Wassup, god, wassup dog!”
      We laugh and catch up on events.
      “Well, the life here has gone completely apeshit, growing everywhere... remember that Juan guy with is sentient plants. Well, these creatures worship me now. I am trying to help them evolve to a level where they quit worshiping me. Let me show you my lab.”
      We walk into the temple and into a room that Guargawn built. He has different plants in enclosures for study. “Hm, you should meet Washu and Janet.”
      “Oh, we have been working together on this project. Who else is going to study dream flora and fauna? You? You bilocate too much, plus you remember only 2 to 5% of your dreams on a good night.”
      “Most people it’s less than that. Anyway, we’ll come back to these later. I sense you have a lot on your agenda for tonight.”
      “Some dream running, and some rock and roll.”
      “Shit! Look at you!” Guargawn reaches into my dream body and pulls out a pink parasite. “Goddammit, Nomad!” he says, squashing it. “How the hell are you Juargawn, Lord of Nothing, when you can’t even control parasites?”
      “Well my silver centipedes...”
      “Fuck you silver centipedes, nigga! Some woman put a hook in you. Seal the wound. Pay attention! Look!”
      I see a strange hole in my dream body which I cauterize with violet flame.
      “Yeah, and I got sick in Wakeworld from those damn bugs.”
      “And it’s not the first time.”
      “You are right, brother.”
      “Keep your shields up. We are being attacked on all fronts by all manner of creatures. You think sentient creatures are the only threat? Yet microscopic mindless creatures slaughter us relentlessly.”
      I nod. I walk slowly out to the landing pad. I am amazed at the view. I sit down, and meditate. I realize that I am now a rakshasa, a lion-man. I form a golden aura around me, and seal it with blue light. I create colored orbs to move through my dream body, and cleanse myself. I sense Raven needs my help in the Healing Glen. I portal to her.
      She is just waking up in the Glen. We are suddenly under attack by silvery flying disks. They are shooting orange lasers at us. One hits me, and burns a hole in my side. I ignore it, and heal the wound. The Frost Giant appears, and forms an energy shield dome over us. He hits an unseen button on an unseen belt, and armor comes out of nowhere and attaches to him.
      “I thought this was sacred ground!”
      “It is,” says the Frost Giant. “But, they don’t give a shit.”
      Raven stand up, and changes.... She becomes taller, and her face changes shape, elongating to look like an elf or a female Grey. She is wearing a long black dress, and has two white horns spiraling to the sky. She grows to the size of a skyscraper. “I am Raven White, Queen of the Moon, and you have profaned this Hallowed Ground. I channel power you know not of!”
      Raven begins to glow brighter and brighter, and I feel something like a tiny sun in the core of her being. The alien ships swarm around her. She laughs and bats them away. She roars, and pure white light beams shoot out of her body, vaporizing all the ships around her. The Frost Giant is running across the landscape, grabbing ships out of the sky, and smashing them in his palms. Joseph has multiplied himself into an army of giant eagles. He smashes the ships in his talons, and rips the aliens from their ships. They look like... children?
      For a second, even the Frost Giant is deceived.
      “All illusion! Illusion of Nevergawn!”
      I smack my head, trying to get my True Sight Ocular Implants to work... Just had to turn them on. I whip out my didjeridoo, and send out a frequency to destroy the transmission of the child holograms from their hologram projectors. I see they are not aliens, but Moon Orcs riding around on strange dog-pterodactyl creatures. Suddenly we are in the Danger Room.
      “Guardians: ONE! Moon Orcs: ZERO!”
      Raven takes off a VR helmet along with MoSh, Joseph, and I.
      “MoSh, you were the Frost Giant?”
      “You asked me to, don’t you remember, Nomad?” he smiles at me flirtatiously. I feel uncomfortable for the first time in this dream. “Hey, let’s have a drink.’
      We walk into a casino, the three of us. Raven surveys the scene casually. We sit at the bar, and are served strange drinks with things moving in them. “He doesn’t remember,” Raven says.
      “We are all lovers, or were, at one time,” MoSh smiles at me.
      “Uh... I feel weird.”
      “Just drink.”
      I drink, and memories come flooding back to me, but these are not my memories, these are the memories of a different Nomad, from a different universe.
      “Okay... so, I and Raven are together, and you and Raven are together, but you and I used to be together?”
      “Yes,” says MoSh.
      “Oh, gross!”
      He rolls his eyes. “Parallel universe, hello?”
      “Right. But, what happened to the other Nomad?”
      “He’s dead,” Raven White says flatly.
      “So, you can keep dreaming with him, right?”
      She looks at me and laughs. “This is no dream, baby. You’re in Wakeworld.”
      “HOLY SHIT!”
      I am so shocked by this, I wake up. I am in my bedchambers in my temple on the Moon. I am sleeping with three women in my bed. I float up so as not to disturb them, and stretch. I walk out to the landing pad. Selene joins me. I feel her caress on my arm.
      “Baby, is this real?”
      “This is real, this is dream. We are on the dream plane.”
      “Are we in a simulation?”
      I turn to her, and look into her eyes, her beautiful dark dark eyes, dark as night. I realize she is an alien, and so am I.... We all are, and I am okay with that. We kiss. I feel like we haven’t kissed for years. Maybe it has been years on the Dream Plane?
      “Selene, I want to know what happened when you were kidnaped.”
      “I wanted to see what would happen if I let them kidnap me.”
      “Why did you do that?”
      “I was curious to the depths of their evil?”
      “What happened?”
      “They tried to rape me.”
      “What did you do?”
      “I dream-killed them.”
      “Good. Why didn’t you tell me you were going to do this?”
      “You wouldn’t have let me go.”
      I walk around in a circle on all fours, and fall asleep, with Selene leaning on me.


      I am back in the Fucking Concrete Underground Future, and my life is Hell. I am on the astral plane, and I am in the room where my Physical Body, my Real Body is. I see my lion-goat-centaur body twitch in the fluid in the cylinder. An alarm goes off.
      “Shit he’s waking up! FUCK FUCK FUCK! Send him some sedatives! Slowly...”
      I hear a scientist say. Maybe I should not be here. If I wake up here... I am dead in the past. I begin to float out of the room, when I am jerked into my Real Body. I feel like I am going to suffocate. What the hell is going on? I can breathe! I am blind. I see colored lights in front of my eyes. FUCK THIS MASK. Who is trying to brainwash me? I rip the mask off, and see a bunch of scientists running around through green fluid. One of them with a turkey like head turns to me, and we make eye contact. I scream into the air piece. I feel a strange calm as the drugs take effect. I float out of my Real Body, and back to the floor. One of the psychic scientists looks at me. “It’s not a good idea for you to be here, friend,” he says to me warmly. I nod, and create a portal back to the Moon.

      I wake up in the Healing Glen. MoSh is there. “Let’s rock!” he says.

      “Doh! I am about to wake up. Next dream!” I say.
      He nods, and everything fades to white.
    10. ToTM: Buried Treasure

      by , 06-08-2011 at 07:31 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)

      I am Juargawn, god of Nothing, a great rakshasa, a lion man, with light tiger stripes atop the Temple of Nothing, in the City of Nowhere in the Land of Aud on the muthafukkin Green Moon.

      I survey the scene. I am above the jungle canopy. Flying cars float by. Birds swim on currents of nothing. An iridescent blue and black butterfly alights on my wrist. I look at the butterfly, and I can see its tiny tongue curled and its many eyes. It flits away. A breeze makes patterns in my fur, and I can see the individual hairs. The sun begins to set, and the sky turns pink and orange. I inhale deeply nothing-air.

      Sarnox, my spectral flaming wraith High Priest joins me on the landing pad. We are standing on a picture of Tezcatlipoca and Quetzalcoatl battling eternally.

      “Everything looks so fucking real, dog.”

      “I know. It’s amazing.”

      “This is real, isn’t it Sarnox?”


      I feel like crying, screaming, and laughing all at the same time. Instead, I just kneel and place my lion chin in my palm. I see I have dreadlocks now. I chuckle to myself.

      A tiny man on a tiny hover vehicle, the size of a dragonfly, rides to me, and hands me a message in the form of a tiny envelope. I touch it, and it becomes a hologram of Raven. “Um, Nomad? Aren’t we going to the pirate ship?”

      “Oh, shit! I forgot.” I turn, and enter the temple. A purple and black cape grows out from my neck. A silly purple and black top hat appears on my head, and I have a funny dancing cane. The hat becomes a great hood, and the cane becomes gnarled and twisted black wood. My eyes glow violet, and lightning flashes across my face as I stride toward The Mirror. I wave my staff across it, and it ripples like mercury. A scene of Raven planting flowers appears. She looks up at me, squints, and waves. I step through the mirror.

      I go through a silvery wormhole going through the center of the Moon, and a beautiful silver and white wormhole Wyrm, grins at me as I bodysurf by.

      I land next to Raven, on the Moon. My friend, Keiko, well, love interest, is somehow now there with me. She’s wearing a white robe, and holding a white staff with a caduceus at the top. I introduce her to Raven. Selene appears, and kisses Keiko on the cheek. Raven opens a portal to the Black Pearl.

      We step in. In the wormhole we have an epic flash battle with a black dragon fighting the wormhole worm.

      We are on a ghost ship in a dense fog. The sea is completely still. There are some nasty little bat things gnawing at us, which we toss into the portal. We instantly do healing on ourselves. The ghosts are everywhere. I scan Keiko. She seems right at home. Jack Sparrow steps out from among them. A green mist rises from his skin.

      “Well, hello there, strange people things.... Ah, I know you!” He walks to Raven, and makes out with her. I laugh.

      “Let us to the treasure! I mean, lead us to the treasure!” Jack Sparrow proclaims loudly.

      “Who are you talking to?” I ask.

      “Uh... me? Me. No, wait, aha, hear it is! My little treasure fairy...” He pulls Tinkerbell out of his breast pocket. She flies around and kisses all of us on the cheek. We dive into the green sea. “At this point, it would be good time to have gills and tentacles... or fins!”

      I grow gills, tentacles, and fins. We follow Tinkerbell into the depths. There is a strange silver disk at the bottom of the sea. It looks like it just crashed into the seafloor! Is it an alien ship? There is a hologram of a ghostly pirate ship on it. I see the hologram projector is not working too well as the hologram is flickering. We swim down to the hull, and it opens.

      A strange purple alien is dying... This sounds like... wait, I already have a Green Lantern Ring...

      The alien speaks, and I feel it’s voice reverberate in my chest. “I am dying,” the Babelfish translates. “... being pursued by ones who want my treasure... what they do not understand is... *cough* they already have it... and so do you... you have everything to give, and everything to receive...”

      The alien puts her hands over her heart, and pure love energy pours into them in a tiny colored orb. She opens her hands to us, and she exhales her last strange watery breath. The orb expands growing until it engulfs us. My third eye spins, and my entire being is flooded with light. All my chakras spin. I grab on to the hands of two people next to me. The five of us, Raven, Jack, Selene, Keiko, and myself are in a circle, spinning. I feel the orb explode. We are five Love Gods in a World of Light.

      Suddenly we are back in the sea. Our eyes are glowing gold. “The greatest treasure in the world: The Fifth Element,” Jack whispers.

      We fly through the water up to the surface. We hover in the sky and turn the clouds into a storm. It rains violently, and disappears. A cool wind blows, and we add our breath to it, sending the ghosts to rest in peace.

      I open a portal to the Green Moon.

      “Where are you going, friend?” Jack asks.

      “Home, brother, care to join us?”

      He grins and swaggers to the portal, stepping through first. We go through, and end up on top of The Tower. Wait... The Black Tower... And there is a Green and White Tower on the edge of the Sea... Two Towers?

      The old Biodome wall is overgrown with green, but the energy dome can still be vaguely seen. “All systems normal, Biodome is now complete. Hidden fortress in the forest, as you requested sir,” I hear Stephanie, the Biodome AI say. We overlook a lush paradise. Colorful birds float by, smiling at us. People are singing in a valley below.

      “This!” Jack shouts, surveying the scene, “This is lovely!” We walk through New Eden. As we walk past the Mirror by the Koi Pond, there is a scene of the sun rising. “What’s this?” Jack asks, and steps through. We are on the Mountain now, in a field of wildflowers among a few great pines. The air is fresh and clean. We look out over the ocean, and the sky grows light as the sun rises over the sea on the Green Moon. In the presence of the overwhelming beauty, all we can do is watch in silence.

      The sun rises, and warms our skin.

      “I am going back to my Other Life, soon, friends.” I give everyone a hug goodbye. “We are all real, aren’t we, Jack?” I ask him.

      ‘Of course,” he says, lightly slapping my face. I growl. He growls back like a dog, and barks at me. I laugh and the dream fades to black.
    11. Madness

      by , 05-31-2011 at 08:44 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      Nomad surveys the carnage below. From his position atop the crumbling heap of concrete rubble, the human running about look like an angry ants nest. His minotaur eyes glow red. He bounds down the was-building, down the mountain to the remains of the battle. Leaping into the center of the fray, he roars in exultation and rage. The battle freezes, and soldiers on both sides flee in sheer terror before the monster.
      Nomad laughs and dances gaily before the warriors, tossing lovely bouquets into the air.

      dream shift

      I am being tortured. Fuck. I hate this dream. I feel no pain. It’s Vegeta. Fucker. He stretches a rubber glove over his hand and snaps it. This is a dream. He looks fucking real. He’s powerful as a supernova, and this foul entity is going to torture for... TRAINING! Vegeta madly laughs. Shit. He’s psycho. He’s going to eat my soul and shit me into a thousand pieces. His fingers unfold in dozens of tiny blades, slicing through the gloves. The blades keep unfolding, getting smaller and smaller, like fractals. I am being sucked into a weird world full of razors slicing my fucking mind. FUCK THIS DREAM. WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE THE FUCK UP, NOMAD. FUCK. I wake up. I am strapped to a table, mostly vertical. I am in a torture chamber. Vegeta is a Spanish Priest. I am a voluptuous woman. I feel weak an vulnerable. He looks and me lasciviously. I feel like vomiting. He saunters over to me efemminately. “VoX,” he calls me. “VoX, this is your mother, wake up.”

      I wake up.

      I am a sixteen year old girl, living in Tucson, in my old house. It’s a thousand years in the fucking future. I look in the mirror. I look like a female version of me.

      I hear my mothers voice rushing down the hall... but, it’s a totally different mother. “Vox, Vox, you were screaming in your sleep again. Stop that shit. Cut the crap, or you’ll ruin your voice. Take control of your dreams.”

      I open my bedroom door. “But, mom,” I whine coquetteishly, “it was for training.”

      “Well, apparently you failed the test. Mother sweet has to go to a Function.”

      “Okay.” I kiss her on the cheek.

      I go into the living room, and turn on the wall screen. I am drawn into a lovely mountainscape... I am flying over everything... like a lucid dream...


      I run to the bathroom, and I look in the mirror. It’s me, but a girl me? I take off my clothes. What the hell do I have boobs? and? Ok, this is weird. I run to my bedroom and lie down.

      This is a dream, this is a dream. Go to sleep, wake up in Wakeworld.

      I go to sleep... Have some weird dream about psychedelic monsters eating my soul.

      I wake up....

      Okay, Now I am somewhere... Hawaii... A million years in the future... I am living atop some artificial island on columns built on sunken islands... I am a tall greenish female humanoid. I then realize I have chlorophyl. I am the same girl as before.

      Okay, which lifetime am I in?

      A man enters the room... my husband. Am I gay? Am I a woman? Am I human? Where is my soul?

      “Where is my soul?” I ask him confusedly.

      “Probably in your body, but we exist in many dimensions. Maybe in one, I am your stalker trying to kill your, or you are hunting me down to eat me for food, and another we are a plant and fungus in a symbiotic relationship living on a rock in Antarctica.”

      “Oh, my god, I feel so strange...”

      “It’s the drug, don’t you remember?”

      He shows me a pile of colorful mushrooms.

      “Oh, yes.”

      “Look in the mirror, it will make you trip harder.”

      “Ok. Just don’t get lost in the mirror. I am going to turn this song on. When it ends, when the say, ‘the dogs fly on Nunday,’ step out of the mirror.”

      “Ok, honey.”

      I stare into the mirror. I look very... amphibian. I then realize I am part plant, and we have gone back to the water. I am okay with this. I have a vague memory of land leftover from my ancestors’ DNA. Now, it’s all in Hollow Earth... but life on the crust.. is not real.. this is all a dream... yet this is all real... life is timeless.

      I see a double of myself, but bluish walk in the bathroom with a frying pan, and she smashes me over the head with it.


      I wake up on the moon. I writhe in the Healing Glen in confusion, and shock. I feel like my soul has slammed into my body, like an OBE ended too abruptly. “RAVEN RAVEN!” I scream. Raven is the only name I can think of at that moment. I scream madly and claw my face. The Glen hums, the trees and grass are healing me. A portal opens, and Raven enters. She is in Queen of Night form.She rips an imp off her shoulder, and tosses it through the portal. Healing energy comes up from the ground, and begins to heal her.

      “Nomad, stop being so weak!”

      “Huh?” I am shocked out of my madness. I look at Raven. Her face softens, and becomes more as the form I usually see her in.

      “I just said that to get your attention. I had to do something unexpected to get you to snap out of it.”

      “Let’s just play music. I will play didjeridoo, and you play ocarina. It will be fun,” she laughs playfully. She takes an ocarina off her neck and hands it to me. I hand her one of my didjeridoos. We play music, and colorful healing energy comes out of the ground and trees, and the music... flowing through us. I cannot describe well the serene beauty of the moment.
      Tags: raven
    12. The All Gods

      by , 04-03-2011 at 10:25 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      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.
    13. Cyborg Armor

      by , 02-11-2011 at 09:58 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I leap out of bed. Enemies are surrounding me in a circle. Cyborg astral demons. “I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR, SHIT, FUCKERS!”

      We all attack simultaneously. I stop time. I shoot astral tentacles at them, and rip their evil cyborg hearts out, and pull their armor and weapons on to me. I let go of time. The lasers bounce off my new cyborg armor. I look out the window. It’s a lush jungle. Where the fuck am I?

      Holy shit. I am on the Moon, in the City of Nowhere. Fuck this mayor shit. Here I am King and God. I fly though the roof of the pyramid I am in, and hover above the city.

      Citizens and denizens of Nowhere, I now proclaim myself King of Nowhere, as I am God of Nothing, makes sense right... haha.

      Something tackles me into a portal. I battle with this creature, a croc-man. Soulgawn? Father? NO! He slams his fist into my jaw, breaking it. Your uncle, his evil twin, nephew. He bites down on my neck in face. I scream in terror, then I transform into a swarm of flesh eating beetles and crawl into his gut, eating him from the inside out. He roars in pain, and rips me from his stomach, flinging me into another portal.


      I heal myself, and Pixy heals me in the strange dark wormhole, before I land at MoSh’s house. No, it’s my house. MoSh is crying uncontrollably. I am stunned.

      He looks up at me. “It’s Asuka, she’s dead.”

      He looks so real. Suddenly, the dream is torn. I see Xaphor’s face. ‘NONE OF THIS IS REAL!”
      We are in a war zone in a city. Xaphor grabs my wrist and teleports us to a high bell tower. We have to keep going up and out, he says. He lines up about fifteen portals.

      “Now, keep track of my energy. Summon Jo. It’s going to be a wild ride.”

      I summon my astral pet, Jo. He becomes a giant war pig with armor, and machine guns on his tusks, and rockets on his side. “Hold on,” Jo growls.

      Xaphor turns quickly and blasts green goo at the oncoming enemies. We fly through many portals, and many dreams. We land on the Moon... no we are on the Moon? I am blind! Images?

      I can see! Xaphor rips off a virtual reality helmet and smashes it. “Interesting invention, but it got infected. I told you not to fuck around with VR in a dream, Nomad. It’s too confusing. Let’s go find MoSh.

      We go to BanyanLand. MoSh and Asuka are there, but wait he’s with Selene? No. None of them are real. Xaphor scans me. “Dammit, you have bugs infesting your dream body projecting illusions in front of you. Hold on. Xaphor turns into a ladybug like creature, and runs around in my dream body, eating all the bugs.”

      Now I can really see!

      I teleport to MoSh. We are in BanYanLand high up in a tree room. He is cooking breakfast. Selene and Asuka are sitting there. There are two children playing. Raven is outside talking to Basara and Link.

      “Everything okay?” I ask.

      ‘Yeah,” MoSh says, “I think so.” He serves us breakfast. I see everyone in the room as different flaws in their auras. We eat. Everyone’s energy improves. Asuka gives everyone cookies and ice cream.

      I suggest relaxing and enjoying the view instead of going to the healing glen. I trust the ambient energy of the nature will heal us. Raven starts humming quietly. We all hum and sing. It’s sounds beautiful. I realize Basara is somehow leading us.

      I go to sleep.
    14. Dragon Chronicles

      by , 02-07-2011 at 02:29 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I am meditating in my meditation room in BanYanLand.

      DJ Sabertooth walks in and laughs at me. "What?"

      "Why are you sending your astral body out of your dream body?"

      "I didn't know I was doing that. Weird."

      "Come back to Planet Moon."

      "Is that what it's called?"

      I am meditating in my meditation room in BanYanLand.

      DJ Sabertooth walks in and laughs at me. "What?"

      "Why are you sending your astral body out of your dream body?"

      "I didn't know I was doing that. Weird."

      "Come back to Planet Moon."

      "Is that what it's called?"

      "Well, now that you and Raven and the others have terraformed it. It's brimming with life. It's amazing. The Biodome really is unecessary now, as far as holding life, but it will forever be your great fortress on the Moon. Do you realize this is going to be here forever! I am not going to let you forget next lifetime. I am going to come to you in your dreams in between lifetimes, and the next ones. I am not going to let you forget!" he says, grinning at me.

      He grabs my wrist, and we go flying into the sky. He opens up a portal with the name: Dragons. We are flying as big cats. He is a sabertooth, and I am a black jaguar. In the wormhole, we transform into a golden dragon, and I am a violet dragon.

      We land in a bright green land. Everything looks perfect. The place is brimming with life. I roll around in the grass like a dog. It feels amazing. "What is this place?"

      "Teraluna!" says the voice of a red dragon.

      I look up and see Xaphor descending from the sky.

      He has something in his arm. It’s a baby dragon.

      “You are to train and raise this child, and when it is ready, give him to Hyu in a shared dream. “His name is Xylon. He is an interdimensional being, a real entity. One day he will be an amazing dream guide for you in your next lifetime. Better than even I. You will show him everything you know about dreams, and he will remember, and tell it to you next lifetime. At a certain point, Hyu is going to train him in the way of dragons, for he is a True Dragon. You are a False Dragon as you are also a False God. The fool can be false-anything, and dragons can shapeshift, but you two have different soulds.”


      “A sould’ is a certain type of soul. You don’t have the word in your language any more, because your culture forgot about types of souls. Anyway, that’s not what important. What’s important is that you need to view Hyu.” (The way he said view, it had a deeper meaning, but I can’t really translate it, since he was talking telepathically, which is more in images and ideas.)

      “So, Xaphor, why is this important?”

      “Don’t you realize he is just like you? Why else is he walking the same sacred path of the ancient shaman dream warriors? Finding his lost love, his lost dream guide, his lost lovers. Realizing the reality of the dream plane. Actually understanding, and seeing with nine eyes. It’s already past due time. Don’t worry about if he will remember. You have a mission, a purpose for being here, for this place is a parallel universe to the one of Urth. This Teraluna is the twinner of Planet Moon. Teraluna though, is far more ancient in this universe, and does not remember being barren. Now, go see Hyu.”

      I see him is sleeping in a cave, a red dragon, like Xaphor about half a mile away. I teleport to him, and chuff. He yawns in his sleep and rolls over.

      Yuya walks to us. She is really tall right now, about sixty feet.

      “He is having a dream within a dream,” she chuckles. “He always turns into a dragon when he does that.”


      “I don’t know.”

      Selene appears and looks curiously at Yuya.

      I growl quietly and nose at Hyu. He wakes up. His bright yellow eyes bug out when he sees the three of us.

      “I was dreaming I was back on earth, at school, living my life, and I wake up here? What is a dream and what is not?”

      “Don’t worry about that right now,” I laugh.

      Hyu seems to be content with that answer.

      “I am going to show you the land of dragons,” I say without knowing really why.

      I pat him on the back, and point at a tiny black dot in the sky hiding inside of a cloud. We leap into the air, and our leathery wings billow in a stiff breeze.

      “I breathe fire!” Hyu shouts exultantly while spinning. He breathes fire, and it blows back in his face a little, and he laughs. “What do you breathe?”

      “Ice, water, fire, steam!” I shoot ice bullets, and pour a flood out of my mouth, then fire balls, and a blast of exploding steam. “We can be whatever kind of dragons we want to, brother! Head for the cloud there.”

      Hyu changes colors as he changes into many types of dragons.

      We fly into the cloud, which is apparently shaped like a bowl inside of which is a floating island. On it is a white stone city of dragons. It’s amazingly huge. The closer we get to the island, we realize it is the size of a continent.

      We land on a platform, and there is an old dragon-man with glasses and a book. He tells us to sign in. We use our breath, and burn our names into a book with wooden pages. We write in another language made of spirals and dots mainly, with some slash marks.

      “Welcome to the Land of the Dragons. This continent floats above the planet of Teraluna hidden in a cloud. We are vigilant, ancient, and powerful. We could easily rule Teraluna, but we want the inhabitants to be free. Unfortunately not all are. We want to aid, but the people that live on the surface must learn how to have peace on their own, and fight for their right to be free. To aid too much would be like enlarging the hole of a cocoon that a butterfly is struggling to crawl out of. But, enough of that. We will now show you the our most beautiful paradise we have crafted with our very souls. Much of this is synthetic, but we have one rule: All must be beautiful.”

      We walk out from under some trees and stop. There is a city all around us. It’s made of some beautiful white stone with hints of pinks and yellows. There are vines hanging from the rooftops grown down walls, and vines growing up walls. Plants are growing everywhere. They don’t seem to be manicured at all. Dragons fly back and forth between the dwellings. I then realize this city is carved from the solid rock of the land itself.

      “There is more.”

      We go to a museum, a chemical lab, an electrical lab. (This part of the dream was long, but I don’t have time to write it all.)

      “In our land, we study energy and the way it moves, for all is energy. We look for patterns, and see the cycles in all things. In this way, we are able to intercept some energy, and move it right along seamlessly. We collect ambient electrons from the air, and use them to power whatever we want. It’s so easy.”

      “What’s your name, Sir?”

      “You may call me Scribe.”

      “Aye. Scribe-”

      “Ahem, the True Dragon has a question,” he says, motioning to Hyu which I find mildly annoying. Hyu looks at me, and I shrug my shoulders.

      “How do I find my dragon father?” Hyu asks.

      “You will find him whenever you want. But, you have this look on your face that tells me you are not going to remember this dream right now. Save that mission for a WILD.”

      “Now, False Dragon, ask away.”

      “I forgot was I going to say,” I sulk.

      “Now, stop being a silly child and don’t sulk in the museum. It’s disrespectful.”


      “Sh! Ask.”

      “Um... is this more real that waking life?”

      “Yes, of course it is! What’s the real question?”

      “Can I lose my waking life lucidity?”

      “Well, silly boy, you used to be asleep for a long time! Do you remember? You only really started waking up when you almost died. Actually, you did die, for a second there. Ha ha. You don’t remember. Well, it doesn’t really matter. When you almost went to sleep, it made you begin to become lucid in your waking life more and more. You are on the path to Total Lucidity, but it will take you decades to master, but you can, Nomad. Some people can lose lucidity completely. This is when they become drones and wonder where the past twenty years went when they have a mid-life crisis. This is actually a process of waking up. Some people go back to sleep, others wake up, and begin to really enjoy the dream which is waking life. We are all happy here, for dragons are dreamers. We are the Master of The Dream, the Great Dream which is Dreaming us up right now!”

      He grins, and his face gets bigger, and I am suddenly in some crazy Alex Grey world... .EYES SO MANY EYES... distance... space... points... moving ... lines... energy...

      I explode and implode at the same time.

      I tumble through a wormhole, and land on the Moon with Hyu, and DJ Sabertooth. We stand up, and dust ourselves off.

      “Where are we?”

      “The Green Moon, Planet Moon!” I shout.

      “What it’s all grey...”

      “Alter your perception.”

      We suddenly see Planet Moon, and we are smack in the middle of it. We are surrounded by jungle and waterfalls. There are ziggurats in the distance. I show him to the Biodome. It lets us in, and the AI smiles warmly at Hyu.

      “See, we made this. You can make this on Teraluna, or Planet Moon, anywhere, really, just by using your energy. It’s called dreamscaping. Your dream guide will help you. Anyway, isn’t this great? It’s a shared dream. Are you going to remember?”

      “I don’t think so...”

      “Why not?”

      “Well, what if I faked it? I mean, how will you know?”

      “Just don’t read my DJ until you write down your dreams. Get it?”

      “Well man, I had so many dreams this night. I really don’t want to wake up now to write this down. I am so tired. A little drunk in the other place. Anyway, will you remember this one this time? I promise I will try and remember the next one.”

      “Um... sounds weird... uh, okay.”

      “Oh, I am going to wake up- coughing!”

      He coughs, and disappears.

      He appears for a second, still coughing, “Sorry man!” then is gone.

      Raven appears next to me.

      “What an odd character.”

      “Haha, okay, weirdo. You’re the one that believes in shared dreaming.”

      Raven sticks her tongue out at me, and crosses her eyes.

      “I mean it’s odd how normal he seems.”

      “I know. He’s like a calm little Buddha.”
    15. bunch of dreams

      by , 01-28-2011 at 01:39 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)


      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)
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