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    1. Dragon Chronicles: Dream with Hyu

      by , 02-11-2011 at 09:38 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      Dragon Chronicles

      I am meditating in my meditation room. I am sitting in front of a mirror. There are wooden speakers growing out of the tree which is my home in the tree city of BanyanLand in the Biodome on Planet Moon.

      Pyramid Song is playing by Radiohead. Xaphor appears in the mirror... no... he looks strange, it’s someone different. A dragon looks at me, and claws at the mirror in terror or anger. For some reason, he can’t break it. The mirror just bends. He has bright yellow eyes with dark black slits.

      It’s Hyu.

      Something grabs his dragon-man ankle and yanks him back. “Don’t try to escape now, it’s time for your training!” A woman’s voice yells.

      I jump at the mirror, but something pushes me back. I activate my energy belt and witchblade. I slice through the mirror into a wormhole. There is a huge battle going on. Fuck, this wormhole goes right into my meditation room. I don’t have time to join in, But, I exude some cyborg astral parasite bombs, and toss them to the sides of the wormhole. They find the enemies, steal their energy, then use it to self-destruct.

      Fuckers.

      I see there is a mass of clear energy blocking the other side. I grow Maxx claws and shred the pane of energy.

      ***

      I am on Teraluna again. A slimy tentacles snake woman creature has Hyu in her giant grasp, choking him. I see his dream body inside his dragon body. I hear him saying, “I can’t be choked, I can breathe.”

      I see the Teraluna Selene and Yuya aiding Hyu. The other Selene looks almost the same, but with more blue, and less silver. I see the Catman bounter hunter from space, another version of me, attacking the creature. I realize this person is Selene’s lover here. How odd.

      A tentacle slaps me in the head. I roar, and turn into a virus before her slap breaks contact. Her tentacle gets infested and rots. I travel up into her entire dream body. She roars in anger and morphs into ants. I turn in a fungus in her gut, and make her sick. Then, I make a tiny dwarf star appear in my hand, and she is stuck in its pull. I open up a black hole portal, and stick an astral tentacle on her, downloading information. Tracked through time, space, dimensions... quest to kill the dragon who killed my daughter... revenge is sweet... food is beyond living...

      Um... okay. Into the portal you go.

      The others turn to me. Hyu turns into his normal self. He has pale skin, dark wavy hair, one violet eye, one green eye. His eyes are slightly slanted, like Bjork’s.
      “WakingNomad, WakingNomad? Is it you. This is a shared dream, isn’t it?”

      “It’s always a shared dream.”

      “But you’re not a DC? Are you? No.”

      “DC’s are all around us.” I spawn a bunch of DC’s and they have a cocktail party around us.

      “Why did you do that?”

      “For my ego. These people like me.”

      Women come to me and kiss me, and men congratulate me and give me money. I make them all disappear with a wave of my hand.

      Hyu falls over laughing. I see Catman wink at me, and little bug DC’s pop out of his fur and wave at me.

      “Cool man!”

      “For defense,” he grins. “DC body armor.”

      “What are we supposed to do?” says Hyu. “Oh my god! I can’t think of anything.”

      I feel the dream fading. I grab his hand. “This isn’t gay.” Hyu laughs again.

      “To the MOON!” I shout and fly up, Hyu in tow... for about 8 feet, then get slammed on the ground. Everyone else laughs at us. Teraluna-Selene says, ‘You are on the Moon, silly!”

      “Oh... To the DRAGONS!’

      “No, wait!” Hyu says. “I am going to wake up. I have to write this down. kicking ass in battle, good job, dude bro dragon whatever man!” Hyu fades away. I fall asleep on the grass, tired from the battle.
    2. Worlds on Worlds

      by , 02-10-2011 at 03:59 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      Throughout this dream, I am flipping back between two worlds.

      This World

      I am watching a horrible made-for-tv movie propaganda flick about flight 93, (the one the US shot down on 9/11. My friend's uncle died in that plane.) Instead, they call it Flight 2. The title is: Whatever happened to Flight 2? They show three good looking actors standing with contrived serious facial expressions with their arms crossed staring into the camera on the commercial for the show.

      When I flip back to This World, I keep getting sucked into the beginning of the movie. There is a car sitting on railroad tracks. This has nothing to do with what really happened!

      FLIP

      Other World

      I am suddenly on another version of Earth. It looks exactly the same, but the sentience has evolved differently.



      I am riding on a two-legged steed like this creature from the old movie Wizards with some others. We discover a small broken artifact on the ground. It looks like a concrete container. Our enemies ride up to us. They refer to the artifact as a child. They have crossed a small stream which marks the border of their land and our land. They are very violent and our people are peaceful.

      "Hey, you bunch of weak herbivores! Get your child out of here. Just because we have a temporary peace does not mean your children can come close to our border. Tell it to leave, or get it out of here before we destroy it, and eat it."

      I think of our beautiful peaceful village in the trees, and these evil traitors to our race on the plains, riding around, hunting down small creatures, eating bigger and bigger ones until they started eating their own kin.

      "You think we're weak? You think we don't have the same savage animalistic killer genes you have? You think it's been bred out motherfucker? We have it, but we choose not to engage our savage side."

      I teleport from off my steed to right in front of the man that was talking. I slam my first into his solar plexus, penetrating his body cavity, then rake claws down his abdomen, spilling his guts. I uppercut him with a spike on my fist, puncturing his head from under his chin to his brain. I grab his guts, and tear into his flesh with my teeth.

      "It's OPEN WAR, MOTHERFUCKERS!"
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    3. Painting frag

      by , 02-09-2011 at 05:01 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I am standing on a mountainside looking at the ocean, painting a landscape. I also practice drawing and sculpture.

      I think about how it's all a dream, and it's all real.
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    4. 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.”

      “Sould?”

      “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.”

      “Why?”

      “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.”

      “I-”

      “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.”
    5. Tigress

      by , 02-07-2011 at 01:06 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      Tigress and I are in a bar in California with animal heads on the walls. We are getting shitfaced drunk.

      We are talking about how stupid dreams are, and we hate having? what?

      Are we reallly drunk?

      I wake up in bed in my old house in Massachusetts.

      Nate? Is that you? No, it's MoSh. Uh... Raven and Tigress walk in.

      Then we are suddenly on the Moon.

      Weird.
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    6. World Reverse

      by , 02-06-2011 at 08:45 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I am in my study in the Tower. Apparently, it is now a wizard tower, or always was.

      I am writing in a large book, called the Lifetimes Book.

      MoSh walks in wearing green and black wizard garb.

      "What seekest, thou, brother?"

      "Uh... Why are you talking like that, MoSh?"

      "I don't know. What's that book about?"

      "Oh, it's my Waking Life Journal."

      "Why are you writing in it?"

      "I do every night. It helps me keep track of lifetimes."

      I show MoSh the book. There are many illuminated pictures of us I have painted and enhanced with gold ink of us fighting together throughout many lifetimes on Earth.

      "Wow... WakingNomad?"

      "Yeah?"

      "Do you think this is more real than the physical world?"

      "Yes."

      "Why?"

      "Look around you. Eat those crunchy dreamberries in that bowl there."

      MoSh eats some. "Oh my god. Everything is so vivid. This is real."

      "You just engaged your sense of touch, taste, smell, and sound."

      "THIS IS REAL! THIS IS REAL! THIS IS REAL!"

      MoSh flies through the wall, and out into the sky, shouting "THIS IS REAL!"

      He starts belly laughing, and clutching his stomach. He fades away. I guess he woke up.
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    7. stupid house

      by , 02-06-2011 at 06:01 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I am in some annoying house. ( Annoying because in dreams, I am always at different houses that I think is my house, or my friend or family's house, and it's never their house in waking life. )

      In my dreams, it's in my friend, M's house.

      My sister and friend leave to go somewhere. I become semi-lucid because of the impossibility of it being M's house.

      I go into M's bedroom and go through her drawers. Everything in there is boring.
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    8. Kamapua'a

      by , 02-06-2011 at 12:39 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      Kamapua'a stands above me as I awake into the astral plane. I leap up to my feet. His eyes are glowing red in his wild boar face. He roars at me, and and I roar back. He grabs me by the scruff of my neck, and opens a portal entitled: Legends.

      We land on a mountain in Hawai'i. I see the gods walking invisibly among the human people. We are still here. We were always as such, but even now....

      I see a kamapua'a type god possess a man, and he rescues a child in a stroller that was about to be hit by a bus. He manages to save the child, but the mother dies.

      Then, we see him in court in shackles. People are arguing and protesting about the case. Some say they are being racist toward him because he is Hawaiian.

      They let the man out of custody, but he still has to go to court.

      He packs some tools, and hunting weapons, and gets in a canoe, and paddles to Moloka'i. He lives in the mountains alone, living off the land like his ancestors. He kills pigs for meat.

      I see an arrow go right into the eye of the pig, and it dies.
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    9. ) :

      by , 02-03-2011 at 12:05 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      Selene and I get in a fight. She storms off. I sit and meditate by the koi pond. Selene comes back, and kisses my head, then disappears.
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    10. I wuz in your suit, my ninja

      by , 02-01-2011 at 12:16 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      epux lulz

      I am playing with Jo, my astral pet in his terrible true form. He looks like a little rabid demon bull terrier with wings.

      I give him a hug, and ask him where he's been.


      He says I told him to stop scaring Angel, because he always growled at her, so he hid in my symbiote costume.
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    11. NeverWonderHell

      by , 01-31-2011 at 06:01 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
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      I am surveying my strange hellish fantasy world.

      I see the flowers that Angel planted... dark energy sunflowers, stealing my energy, and funneling it to her.

      I see myself pulling them out.

      What the hell are you doing?

      I make a tornado, which flies through my land, and rips them all out, then goes into a portal.
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    12. Creepy dude

      by , 01-31-2011 at 08:48 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
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      I am with MoSh in his Inner World. We are playing a video game, and smoking and drinking. Asuka scolds us for smoking. I inform her these are tobacco-less cigarettes. She serves us some cookies.

      I notice she is wearing a dark purple and black dress. Odd. Her irises are violet.

      "Asuka? You okay?"

      **

      There is something crawling around inside the dress itself. WTF.

      I ask MoSh to hold her down, while I deftly carve the thing out with a dagger. It looks like some kind of beetle. I stomp on it. Washu and Janet appear and scold me.

      I frown at them.

      Some creepy dude shows up at the door wearing a black suit and flowers.

      MoSh answers.

      "Hello is Asuka here?"

      "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!"

      MoSh roars, and morphs into a giant glistening black snake. The guy's eyes grow wide, as MoSh opens his mouth and bares his fangs. He quickly opens a portal and jumps in. MoSh tells me to follow him.

      I track him to this creepy Pied Piper Inner World. He has a bunch of children trapped there. He says he's their friend, but it's some kind of weird dream prison.

      I make a bunch of portals for the kids to escape until his Inner World looks like swiss cheese. The kids run away. He pleads for them to stay. I flip him off, and seal his world up.
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    13. Battling Hyu

      by , 01-29-2011 at 08:15 AM (The Nomad Chronicles)
      I am a dragon lying nearly invisible in a forest. Hyu is a dragon walking on his hind legs. He is a dark purple color. I marvel at how realistic the dream looks. I decide to forget it's a dream, and call it, Reality. "This is real life. This is my second life, no my first life."

      I grin to myself in my immortal dragon dream body, and ponder the immortal nature of the dream body itself. Hyu is talking to a giantess. It's Yuya. She reminds me of Selene, like they could be sisters or cousins. I put out my foot, and trip them.

      Yuya falls into a puddle, and pretends to be upset. Hyu runs to her. "You okay?"

      She splashes him and laughs, "Of course I am! It's water silly.

      "Oh!" he grins sheepishly.

      "You know you are a dragon right now, right?"

      "No, I am not."

      Yuya bursts out laughing.

      Hyu looks at his dragon hands.

      "Oh, I am dreaming!"

      "No, you're not dreaming Hyu. You're on Teraluna. Dreams are things made up by your mind. This is a real dream. You are an inter-dimensional traveler. We all are, in our dreams. Hey- who's there? Nomad?"

      Yuya hears me giggling in the bushes.

      I stand up and become visible.

      "Oh!" she startles.

      Hyu looks at me scrutinizingly, studying the details of my scale. "Yes, I am real!" I shout.

      Hyu falls backwards. "You're real! You're another dreamer... Nomad... Nomad... from Earth?"

      "Oh, let's not talk about that right now. It's time to battle!"

      "No- wait-"

      I roar at him and the ground shakes. He instinctively digs his feet into the ground. A fire burns behind his eyes darkly. "That's more like it, DRAGON!" I roar at him again and shoot fire and steam out of my mouth. It scalds him as he charges me through the pain. I hear him thinking, "This is a dream. I feel no pain."


      "Hey, that's my line biter!" He bites my in the neck, as he leaps upon me.

      "Shit!"

      I morph into a cute bunny and run around in the grass.

      Aw! He turns into Spyro and starts playing with me.

      I turn into a giant monster sheep rabbit, and pick him up, and swallow him.

      He explodes a fireball around himself, and I splatter all over the place.

      I make myself ethereal.

      "Good, good. You are learning."

      "Hey come back here, you! Stop acting like a ghost!"

      "Oh, it's actually water dragon magic. I'm now made of steam. Anyway, I don't think Yuya is your Dream Guide. I think she's more like an old friend... anyway, since your Dream Guide is being a slack ass, she is stepping into the role. But, I'll be your surrogate DG until your real one shows up, so Yuya and you can just hang out and find out about each other. So, from now on, ask me about dreams. I'll will always be a purple dragon. I hope! Just, uh, don't try to perceive me as Barney, coz that would be annoying. Anyway, I know this will work. Trust me. Even if you don't remember this dream, your dream mind remembers every dream you have ever had. Aloha!"

      He nips at me as I fade away.
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    14. bunch of dreams

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

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

      lucid frags

      In my room.

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

      ***

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

      Deep Dream State

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

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

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

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

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

      (sorry for switching tenses, no time to fix atm)
    15. LUCID and ah..herm...

      by , 01-26-2011 at 06:08 PM (The Nomad Chronicles)
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      living with my ex, an old lady...

      sister sleeping in the living room.

      Some random chick in the living room. She says her name is S.

      We make out. We are going to have sex, but my sister is there. She mumbles angrily in her sleep.

      I ask S if she wants to have sex in my car. No.

      I ignore her and go outside.

      Since I am lucid, might as well FLY!

      Fly to the Moon! No wait... portal!

      PORTAL PORTAL PORTAL

      shit it doesn't work.

      Fly!

      The moon is on fire! fuck! keep going. Fly!!!

      Wait... another moon. That one's not on fire.

      FLY TO THE NOT-ON-FIRE MOON!

      Shit, that one's on fire, too! I am getting closer? Yes! no?

      SHIT! WAKING UP!

      I awake...
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