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05-Nov-2016 - A forgotten ND + WILD - Phoenix

6:30AM WILD, ~40min
I start at a customer meeting room I was yesterday, explaining our products, at once I stop and let a train of naked girls enter the room. It's nice seeing all engineers look at them. I am close to making group love, but thinking better about it, I don't really feel like sharing all that... So I make myself selectively much bigger, and focus on the girls for some time. <SNIP>

Time to focus on dv TotY Phoenix task now. I need few attempts to conjure a stable and suitable scenario; one is a cheese fondue, then a small fire close to a bench. The good one is a round bonfire with black stones all around, which I feed with wood sticks / branches.
As soon as fire and scenario are stable enough, I drop some stuff in it.

A cat eye first, then a bird beak, then a chicken leg. It's a bit disgusting, I don't know why I picked this stuff, but I feel it's kinda necessary. The fire consumes all those items.
I wait for the fire to diminish until I can see is embers and ashes contained within the stones.

Then I do something with my hands above it - can't recall what - say some stuff and look at the circle.

A fiery beak appears in the middle of the circle, pointing up and rising upwards, until it becomes a full head.
Then from two opposite edges, two flames rise up diagonally, big and fierce.
I feel my body shiver as this happens.
Then the body rises up, the legs, and a very long tail, that keeps coming out of it and twisting on itself, until all the phoenix is visible in front of me, made up entirely of orange flames.

I shiver strongly at its sight.

I would like to focus on some more tasks, but the focus on my body has made my sleep light. I get up, it's 7:30

04-Nov-2016 - 1 ND - Travel with colleagues on the windy shuttle bus + WILD - The dragon and the turtle

ND - Travel with colleagues on the windy shuttle bus
I am traveling with some colleagues on a shuttle bus, I am sitting at the last row. There is a small table in the middle and on top a sort of notepad with plastic-wrapped pages. On the opposite side there is J, a M colleague. It's windy outside, and wind partially enters the bus, lifting the pages. I pick up the notepad and store it somewhere.
We are talking about how gliders fare with this strong wind, and I make a gesture with my hands imitating the path of a glider hit by a sudden burst of wind, quickly raising my hand up on a vertical path.

The bus takes a uphill left turn, then a round right one. On the outer side, we notice two people climbed on a high metallic ladder, working on an electric line wire; one more worker adjusts the ladder with the people on it (!!) - all of them share the same black outfit.
We comment on how dangerous that move was.

The bus reaches a parking beyond a gate, I see DA, a F colleague, with an amazing six-pack (!!)

LD - The dragon and the turtle
WILD 5:30AM, ~30min
I start on a passage connecting two black skyscrapers at a high level, walking on top of it. I feel myself transforming into a dragon, and I start flying on the landscape. I am looking for a small village to perform dv-TotY.

I find one, between a meandering river and a forest. First I descend and breathe fire on a windmill, which goes up in flames. Then I spit a fireball to a person walking alone nearby. Then I see some small houses with thatch; I breathe fire on two of them, and they go up in flames too.

Then I question what I am doing, I don't like at all the feeling I am getting from this. I feel a strong wave of regret and I want to repair it.

I perceive myself becoming a blue dragon, and start spitting water on the poor people and houses. The flames are extinguished, but all I get are black charred remains. That's not enough.

I change again, and become a white dragon with long fur (akin to Neverending story dragon); I also perceive some kind of yellow-ish star-shaped aura around me - hard to express it. Anyway, I know I can now resurrect people.

However, the village is not in sight anymore.
I fly over the land, looking for it, but only see more trees and strange store-like apparitions. I feel myself as having human form again.

I find a large tree covering my field of view. Its leaves are bright green, small and pointy. I decide behind it there is going to be the village.

It does not happen. I find the ocean instead. It has a dark-blue/gray color, it's not calm but not too rough either.

I see three very small people - tall like 8cm - floating on its surface. It's a man, a young one (girl?boy?) and a woman. They seem unconscious. I pick up the woman in my left hand and look at her in my palm.
She's got long blonde hair, dark trousers and a white shirt.
I gently close my hand around her.

I look down, and see a fairly large, levigated stone. I climb on it with both my bare feet.
The stone animates and become a turtle; its shell dark and shiny like the wet rock it was before; I can clearly see its head and legs; I perceive it like an old and wise entity.
The turtle turn to its back, pointing towards the open sea.

It moves slowly, but I fear the wave would tilt me off its shell, but when the first ones come, I hardly notice their impact on me; I am firmly attached to it, it seems.
After a couple of waves, I open my hand to look at the woman, she's still there, unconscious.

We hit more waves, I see the white crests, the rise and drops of the sea, it's all very vivid.
Then I notice some form in a rising wave; I look better, it's a human face, which I ultimately recognize as my own !
I am seeing the reflection of my face in the waves, in an impossible way, only marginally affected by the wave shape, it's difficult to put in words. I do a sort of grin, to see the result in the reflection, and I can see my teeth look kinda strange.

I now focus my gaze somewhere else on the waves, and recognize more facial features, an eye here, a pointy-teethed mouth there; they are not connected, somewhat creepy, but I am not scared.
I have an ominous feeling here, like i am witnessing something incredible, linked to divine. Again, very hard describing it.

Finally the turtle reaches a landing point. It's a small pier, leading to a gently rising stairway; on both sides, high green hedges with some bouganvillea. I perceive this place like some mythical land inhabited by ancient gods.

The woman is not in my hand anymore. I walk a bit more in this town, which now seem more like a normal place to me.
Unfortunately dream recall fades here.