The Nomad Chronicles

I am a young Hawaiian boy during WWII. American soldiers come, and begin altering our house into a base. I think they might kill me. We are afraid of the soldiers and run into the forest.

the dream skips

We are on a dirigible, being transported across the ocean. The blimp is full of war refugees, and rich White people going for a cruise.

I am served some gross overcooked bean soup made from a can. I am used to eating only fresh food. There is some chili stuff also.

They talk about a pool on the blimp.

Everyone must swim! You Hawaiians, teach these people to swim. We are in for a long voyage. These fat asses need exercise. A fat White lady protests swimming. She says she doesn't know how. A soldier yells at her, telling her she has to get exercise, and swimming is the only way on this blimp. Plus, we are flying over the ocean, so she better know how to swim if we get shot down.

People begin shouting about a UN convention protecting passenger aircraft, and the soldier says we need to be prepared for anything. These terrorists, they are animals.

I see a missile coming for us. I see a strange flag on it: There is a gold slash diagonally across it. On the top half is a Chinese flag. The bottom is a mix of Canadian, American, and Mexican flag. There is also a tiny portion that is a flag for the New Government of Central America. There is a strange gremlin riding the missile. It has the flag of Brazil across it's face.

I look at the pilot of the plane. He is an orc on in a leather jacket, leather helmet and goggles. "I'm a Russo-Americo-Jap, bitch!" he says to me. I am horrified. I pray to Kanaloa. The missile hits the balloon part of the blimp, then turns around. Before the missile hits the cabin, I leap through a window. I feel like my soul is leaping, out and my body is staying behind.

Kanaloa is a great octopus. He thrusts his head out of the water, and grabs both my bodies, and pulls them down into the sea. He smashes them together.

He pulls me into the depths. I see beachgirl swimming the other direction, and she waves at me. She's a mermaid.

Suddenly, we are in his Great Chamber, and he speaks to me with his great THIRD EYE.

[I]My son. This is all real. Please understand. This is not a jumble of thoughts created by your mind. This is another reality in a parallel universe, similar, very similar to your own. You are living the life of another you. This happens in dreams, due to the dream plane touching and encompassing all reality. See, the physical planes are just bubbles inside the dream plane. Astral planes are bubbles around the physical ones.

You see me now as Kanaloa, the god of the sea. In your Main World on Matter Earth, I exist in every squid and octopus in the sea. I am every cuttlefish, and every nautilus. The combined intelligence is my sentience. They are all my brain and my body. Beings such as I are called Manifestor-Inhabitors. Just as Lady Datura is every single datura plant on earth, I am every squid. We are all gods. You, He'e child are a god until yourself, and I am here. Every human is its own god unto itself. You have chosen the Matter World of Earth, or the Nightmare World, as We call it, to inhabit. You all have chosen to learn from the Way of Suffering.[/I]

Why would we choose to suffer?

[I]You can learn by doing, by watching, by hearing, by playing, but only learning through Suffering may you become Compassionate. This is the true Essence of Justice. When you have suffered much, you may become a just god. [/I]

Just? To who?

[I]To yourself. You are not to rule over weaker ones. That is weakness. You are not to rule over equals, because they would not allow it. And it is impossible to rule over ones stronger. Therefore you must become a god unto yourself, and completely rule over yourself. In order to do this, you must treat yourself with compassion, and justice. This is the ultimate government: The One-Man Theocracy.[/I]

My mind is being blown. A god from another universe is telling me to become a god over myself.

Kanaloa looks into my soul with his great right eye. I see many colors in his eye. It's beautiful and terrifying. He sees everything I ever have done, am doing, and will do.

[I]Darkness.... Light.... You have an even balance. But, evil you must not do. Evil is to harm others out of malice. Your crown chakra will guide your morality, and your third eye will reveal the path. Dark or light energy can be used for good or evil. The Templars of Urth use light energy for evil. The evil rulers of Earth are third eye blind. They believe Life is a Dream, which is true, but they believe their life is Their Dream, just like an Inner World Dream. They do not realize their Serial Dream is not an Inner World Dream, but a Shared Dream. Therefore, they look at others as Dream Characters, playthings to toy with, to rape and kill, and torture as they please.

There are such Humans in the Dream Plane, invading dreams to rape and kill others' dream bodies. This must stop in order for your Race to vibrate up to Higher Planes of Awareness, Enlightenment. Lucidity is a type of enlightenment. As you are expanding, your enlightenment increases, as you are more and more aware of The Great Suffering. All beings in your planet are suffering. Your species makes everything around it suffer, including other humans. You are all infested with a dark energy parasite from Nevergawn that delights in the suffering of others. EVERYTHING YOU BUY IS CREATED BY THE SUFFERING OF OTHERS SOMEHOW. You cannot help being evil.

The only way to be free is to be free. The only way to stop aiding in the suffering of others is to break free of the Network: The Money System. The purpose of Money is to control others. With money you can can tell people they do not deserve food, because you have it, and they don't. Grow your own food. Restore the aquaculture. Grown your own fish. Then no matter how much someone says you do not deserve food, you have it anyway.
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