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44

My guides were showing me what relation I have to the woman who for now I'll call "M". Who appears to be a good candidate for the waking life version of Asuka. They show me the number 44. each four represents the four pronged nagual. We serve as an energetic unit. Again, we can combine our talents to accomplish tasks. Thought nothing is set in stone for right now. We will be given a choice later to decide for ourselves what this really means and how we may use it. for right now my future period consists of letting go of certain hangups i have from the past. This will be necessary for me if I am to continue along the path I am on.

Box sets

I am in my room looking at my collection of Maison ikkoku box sets. I currently have 7 box sets but the eighth is missing because That box set is currently out of print. I get closer and decide to watch an episode. But as I near the box sets they change. I pull one out and it reads "Asuka: dream chronicles the Anime series!" I put it down and notice and eighth set appears. It's the final set of the series and on the cover is an anime picture of M as a giant juggling Myself, Nomad, Raven, Shawna, Data, my dream dogs. M has an amused grin on her face.Romano is in the background as a black lab scratching fleas off himself. This is a parody picture of the cover of one of the maison ikkoku box sets.



Stop that

I'm at a dream version of Tracks pub. sipping a beer pondering my recent turn of events. "is this really happening... ... is the really real... ...what does this mean... ... how will it turn out exactly..." I sip some more and notice bob marley on the jukebox is singing the lyric, "...every little thing, is gonna be alright"
"Thanks bob" I mutter. Tupac is rapping on the tv screen about how life is just a dream. Pretty soon I'm lost in my chaotic train of thoughts again. Then the numbers 333 start circling around my head, confirming my thoughts. They turn into flies and fly around my head more buzzing "333,333,333" at me.
"ahhh buzz off." I said. I look down in my beer and see M's face in the bottle end. "what the..." I say as she purses her lips which become a portal and suck me into the bottle.

Nomad the big bad friendly vampire

I emerge from the portal in some dark room. There's a door slightly open so I peer through. In the next room I see M surrounded by vampires. Nomad is there too in his vampire form.
"there's nothing to be afraid of deary!" Nomad says, "I'm a big bad, but friendly vampire." He morphs into a mexican vampire witha big mustache and fedora hat. He has shakers and salsa music begins playing. He dances around going "friendly vampire cha cha cha! Friendly vampire cha cha cha!" I giggle a bit. M is still surrounded by menacing vampires, she's stimbling around the room holding onto various objects trying to get away. Nomad uses the music as a spell and mind controls all the vampires, they all start dancing and dance right through a portal to somewhere.
Nomad cuts his wrist, and morphs into vampire Ben Stiller. "No one makes me bleed my own blood! Nobody! except me of course!" Then nomad starts sucking on his wrist. blood is getting all over his face and he wipes his face off with his hands. "always wanted to do that in a dream".
I can see M in the corner cowering at the site. I put my head in my palm.
"Nomad," I roar jumping through the door as a werewolf. "What are you doing? She's terrified stop that." His eyes slowly fill with blackness, he seems slightly aware and pushes the blackness away as if on reflex.
"Sorry," he says. I just have to know if she's the real deal.
"Well ok, Remember when we rescued asuka from the Reptilian alien that was inhabiting Lujan? Weren't you there when walms ate the reptilian, and asuka was so grossed out that she threw up?"
"oh yeah," Well isn't M's reaction here similar?
"I have to know for sure!" he said morphing into a dark demon. A dark aura emerged that he could no longer contain. He ws drunk with rage.
"All this waking life shit is killing my dreams, and now she comes along. and look at her, already in distress. AEONA!" he roared at her. "ARE YOU IN THERE? You better not being trying to lead Mosh astray again."
"That's not Aeona." I said. "Trust me I would know." M fainted from the dream but left a silhouette of her dream body which turned cartoonish.
"I knew it." Nomad said and walked toward M. I shot astral tentacles out of my hand which wrapped around nomad likea web. I thrased him around the room. Now he was a jaguar cub yelping. i looked into the web. He looked like and innocent jaguar cub. then a dark aura emerged from him and tried to attack me. I opened a portal to the healing glen and through the jaguar cub through.

I sighed and noticed a beer bottle in my hand. I went to take a sip. M, who was still there, Shot a spider silk from her hand and snatched the botle away from me.
"STOP THAT" she yelled. She was angry, her background changed to a garden at night time with gargoyles. She grew 20ft tall and towered over me. She was like a dark witch.
"OMG," I said, "It's her shadow self."

M's shadow self

She had a large baton shaped like a tennis racket in her hand. "HUHUHUHUHUHUH!" she roared. I was just staring. "Now listen here mister! You're going to cut that drinking shit out right here and now. My waking self has spent years living with alcoholism. Don't bug her about that too much, don't overwhelm her with too much negativity."
"o. ok." I said meekly.
"Sick and tired of that shit. GOT IT" She raise the racket above her head like she was going to smush me, she had a sick grin that was evil and loving... she was drunk with power and pissed off. Asuka emerged froma portal.
"I told that damn Walms to leave the snake alone... grr. and where did you run off to... WTF?" She said as she saw M staring down at both of us. "Is that who I think it is?" asuka asked. I managed to nod. "Don't worry, i'll handle it." Asuka winked and then licked my face. She flew into M and merged with her. M roared and shrunk back down to normal. Asuka then de-merged from M.
"You found her!" asuka then said to me and M. "Well it's about time. My poor Mosh hasn't had any action from anybody in the entire year I've known him. That's three and a half years my time, do you have any idea what I went through?"
M just stared and said . "I'm serious, cut the drinking out."
"Right stupid." Asuka. "I've been trying to tell you for months about that but you just didn't listen."
"I tried," i said, "I kept asking but it just wasn't getting through."
"We'll smarten up and cut it out." asuka said. both her and M summoned tennis rackets with no nets and put them over my head. Asuka stopped. but M was having trouble getting the racket off. it was stuck onmy head. I felt my head being crushed i began to struggle. M seemed to find it amusing. Asuka dematerialized the tennis racket and flatly told M, "Be careful when doing that. He's very sensitive to mean jokes like that."
"yeah," I said trying to orient myself into the dream better. "I used to think asuka hated me with jokes like that."
"Mochi doesn't mind the odd fun joke. But I've learned not to overdo it aftera year or so. That would cause him accidental nightmares, and quite a few times got mad at me when he woke up. Being silly is fine, just don't overdo it in dreams." Asuka then hugged me. I felt disoriented.
"I need a vending machine." I said for some reason and then woke up.

Backstory:

Nagual Lonewolf:

The core of sorcery is knowing. Knowing that is true and yet cannot be explained. I know there is such a one as Manuel, the new Nagual of the Americas. I feel him through the network of this planets filaments of energy. We have been blessed with having Dreamways give us his name. I did not know the name yet. Manuel is young and has became a master. Any here who know or have heard of him post it here. This is important.

Dreamways:

I agree with you, he is the Nagual. I've been trying to figure out why the inorganic beings called him a "benefactor" instead of a nagual, well actually the ultimate living benefactor. It could mean many things. My personal take on him is the same as yours though, that he is the Nagual, and, certainly the person that I would follow.

My sense is that Manuel is an Earth based nagual, as far as his energy goes. He has "dark" energy, but it is organic. So, he is quite different from Castaneda in personality and general vibe, as Carlos was a fountain of inorganic energy, from what I saw. I honestly don't know if I would be a "buddy" with him or not, but I get the feeling that he is a friendly person, more approachable than most. It is his energy that is important though, not his persona.

Somebody with as much energy as him can't stay invisible forever, and he's going to have people following him around whether he likes it or not. It is definitely enough to just have minimal contact with him to receive an energetic benefit, you don't really have to be in his party, but it sure wouldn't hurt either.

well, he is certainly having quite the party at this time, and he is young enough to enjoy the female attention that he is obviously getting plenty of, and maybe i would do the same thing in his shoes. your perspective changes when you're over 50, but what you learn just can't be related to somebody who is still young and dancing the night away. i was a party animal in my day, so i guess i can't talk, but i didn't have this guy's gifts either. well, at least he doesn't appear to be a drug addict or something, so he will probably survive until old age. his death defier is worse than him of course, she seems to be eye of that carnal storm he is in. so its not like she is going to be voice of reason there. fortunately, her youth is a temporary thing, and once she realizes that her body is no longer able to keep up with that lifestyle, then maybe she will wake up to what she is.

★★★

Magic tricks

I briefly Remember going to Manuel's house, he was invisible but his Nagual woman was around. Mnuel was invisible but his presence was undeniably there.

"Alright Nagual!" I yelled. "Show me your stuff. I wanna see what all this fuss is about. Show me a trick or something, Tun into a Dog like romano did."

NW(Nagual Woman) "uhh he's not here, please go away". I can hear them telepathically communicating. Manuel is telling her to get rid of me. He flies out of nowhere as a crow and goes on top of the fridge.

"I can hear you guys... you think i'm some random dreamer that showed up or, some dream character created by your mind. I can assure I am not Death Defier. now come on what can you guys do?" He telepathically tells her to do something just so I will be satisfied and will go away. "I can still hear you guys, come on!" the NW looks a bit frantic and grabs my attention. She goes to a kitchen sink and places a tennis ball by the sink. she then says "look at this", and opens hecupboard under the sink. i look up and now the tennis ball is gone. "ta daa!" She says.

I summon a tennis ball, teleport to the sink, and perform the same trick. Which is really telling the person to look under the sink, on hand opens the door and the other hand snatches the ball. At first I seem amused by the trick. But I shake my head and snap out of it. "If I let them play with me like this they'll eventually convince me that I'm a turnip."

"Alright." I say, "So that's your magic trick? Where'd you learn that one... Clownology 101? I don't mean THAT kind of magic. I'll show you magic." They look at each other confused and then look at me.

I pull off my head with my hands, throw it in the air an catch it, and then perform acrobatics tricks with my detached head. Kind of like in the "snake in the eagle's shadow" movie where the old drunkard throws around a bowl.

(@ 4:30)

They are both staring at me like "WTF" by now. I put my head back on. They are just staring. i'm thinking "oh yeah.. I should show them that trick that don juan taught me... if nly I could remember what it was... oh yeah! got it". I then morph into a Japanese girl with pigtails, laugh maniacally, jump in the air and start twirling like a top as I slowly descend to the ground. When I land a blue shock wave emanates from me and knocks me, and possibly them, out of the dream. As the dream fades out i hear Manuel go, "OHHH FUUUUU..."



Doomsday

I'm a dream like the movie "knowing". At first I see there are Archangels capturing kids to take them to the new planet after the earth is destroyed.

time speeds up and I'm in a playground at night time. The Cusp has long hair and is driving a Bobcat construction thingy, and he's knocking over the playground, picking up swingsets and ossing them. "If it's he end of the world i'm going to tear shit up first.

After he's done we go to pile in my dad's pickup truck. I'm looking into the sky and i can see stars like from the mario game falling to earth. I can see them hitting the earth and ripping huge holes in the continent. we decide to go out of the world driving the pickup towards the chaos. I say "I'm happing we're spending the last few minutes together as a family like this."

Don juan

I tell Don juan about the dream where i met the Nagual Manuel, he laughs uproariously, pat's me on the back and says, 'Good boy, you should have hooked them with that trick I've showed you. I knew you would remember. The dreaming double never forgets.If anything, Remember that."

The Return

I'm on Lonewolf's forum, where I just posted the dream. I refresh the page and I have a reply from Another Spirit. It says, "There you are drawing attention to yourself again. I bet you made that whole thing up blah blah blah." and in the signature I see a stamp of approval from Lujan??? I refresh the page and this time the NW replies to AS.

it says, "hey, I was in that dream dummy! it happened I was there so STFU!", the NW's avatar is a portal and I get Sucked in.

I am with both manuel and his NW somewhere. Before I Orient myself fully the dream explodes into countless different dreams. In one we are all amoeba, Manuel is a giant amoeba and the rest of us are tiny ones trying to eat him. In another he is the Giant tree from Avatar, and we are all Na'vi people living on him. I morph into a bear and eat his bark. In another dream Me and manuel are walking on a street in olds, I am telling him that as a Nagual he makes himself too available, creating a fog around himself so that no one really knows who he is or what he really does. This way unwanted people won't be yelling and clamouring at him for his abundant energy. Just the a jock drives by in a car and yells something untintellible, I tell Manuel that was the world agreeing with me.

In yet another dream I am walking somewhere with the NW. She wants to understand what all this Nagual stuff is. I explain to the best of my knowledge that the party they have formed funcion as an energetic unit, and that by the end of their lifetime they will be able to leave this world with their awareness fully intact avoiding the wheel of re-incarnation altogther, or having their awareness getting consumed by the eagle, whichever way they want to look at it. No only that but they will be able to take their party with, and leave behind a few aprentices to carry on their new lineage.

I'm with manuel again walking in a generic dream town. He asks me what if he just carries on as he is, partying it up. I say that what he is will eventually come and bite his ass, such to the point that it will be no longer possible to ignore the elephant in the room. His eyes are suns revolving around one another.

I'm with the NW again. She's explaining to me that her trick was actually a good one, since she was able to capture my dreaming attention. She told me that it doesn't matter how big or small the trick, as long as you can capture one's dreaming attention is important. She said her and her boyfriend have learned to activate their dreaming attention in the waking state and capture other people's as well. I ask her how they do this. She says she doesn't know how, trying to explain it is difficult, it can only be witnessed or experienced. she said I might try to go out in the world and intend to do it. She didn't explain it much further.

Twinners


somehow we all wind upin one single dream at a sort of bar. The NW is sitting across from me, she has brown hair, her bangs are cut as a straight line across her forehead, with the rest of her hair down to her shoulders.


She has huge captivating brown eyes. Manuel is drinking himself sick still trying to ignore his reality. I briefly remember the other dream where iw as reading my dreaming. I knew i was dreaming in that dream. I was about to RC but Asuka flew through a portal and looked at the NW., Asuka tried to merge with her, but the NW was like 'WTF" and blasted Asuka with an energy blast knocking Asuka out of the dream.

"you know her?"

" yes, that's Asuka my dream wife." I said.

"What was she trying to do?"

"She merges with other women in the dream state. I think it's because she wants to give other women's her feeling for me. She thinks I'm lonely, so she's trying to give me a good impression on their sub concsious. Although she never considers the physical distance between me and the dreamers... Kind of creepy if you ask me. But she means well"

"Aw that's sweet. I think.". Just then I get Dream amnesia and think, "why is the NW still here?". Manuel stumbles out of the bathroom drunk, probly from throwing up. He sits down and looks hungover. he has long brown hair. He looks like romano.

"holy shit!" I said. "you could be be Romano's twinner, He's my Nagual benefactor."

"twinner? double?" he manages to mumble dryly. "fuck this shit I wanna wake up." his head falls down on the table.

"he's not your double. But maybe a twinner, for one he's older than you and much more wise as to who and what he is, He could at least turn into a dog and all you've done is whine and hide". I get up because i have to piss. Then I wake up for real.

★★★

A woman?

I dreamd that i deliberately turned myself into some woman i knew from highschool. She's slightly bigger than me so i found it really hard walking around. My center of balance was off and I felt heavy, and then i went to the place where i transformed to change back.

lonewolf

I was in a strange place with Lonewolf. The whole dream seemed rather sped up. He was throwing Dice on the table to predict my future or something. He said the dice had a connection to the spirit so that the outcome would be accurate. I'm not sure what happened after.

EMH
i was looking at weird computer console or something. there was a display of some microchips and i heard the doctor from voyager talking about his program. Said something about the original EMH had difficulties because it's microship processors were faulty, but tnow they could be changed an upgraded so that the EMH could be programmed far beyond just medical abilities.

movie

I remember watching some movie but i can't remember what it was about.

Lonewolf Again

I was with lonewolf, don juan, carlos, Mothsdream and a few others. There was a geographical view of the different Nagual paths. Don juan's path wat like a stream of water and mine was more like a hiking trail.

Making food

I was at lonewolf's house messing around with a strange blender. There were two separate parts of the blender, one part there was a salad in it, and in the other was some chicken conconction. i couldn't blend them properly and the chicken kept going into the salad part so i kept picking out pieces of chicken from the salad part.

Note: The final presentation is done and over, so the only thing to do for now was to try to get my dream control and recall back So with every intention of recalling dreams tonight, no special plans except to relax a bit after working so hard, and an attempt to WILD, I fell asleep with my light / sound machine on. Unfortunately I was unable to get into my WILD…

I was on a beach, it was nearly sunset, and the only sounds I could hear were the sounds of the waves hitting the shore, the cries of seagulls in the distance, and the sound of a gentle wind blowing in off of the ocean. The scene was very relaxing, which felt good. Even though I didn't realize I was dreaming, I still felt a need for relaxation and rest, so I sat down on the warm sand and stared out over the waves and into the colorful sky with the reds and oranges of the sunset, it was beautiful. I'm not sure how long I sat there and relaxed before I sensed that I was not alone there, there was someone else on the beach with me. I knew I wouldn't necessarily have the beach to myself for long, but I did want to see who I was sharing it with, if it was someone hot… someone creepy… someone with a dog… a psychotic looking clown… yes, that thought did enter my mind… What I did see when I turned around was an older man, he didn't look threatening or psychotic, he was by himself, he looked like an American Indian, and he was gazing off into the sunset just as I was. So I turned my attention from the man and back to the waves, birds, and the sunset.

I now sensed that the Indian man was right behind me, I could feel his gaze as he was looking right at me, and this caused me to turn around again. He was, indeed, staring at me now, and he had a disapproving look on his face. My first thought was that I was trespassing on a private beach, that would definitely explain why there weren't any other people there. He probably wanted me to leave. I felt a mixture of foolishness for wandering onto private property and annoyance at having to leave since I clearly wasn't hurting anything, but I got up, brushed sand off my pants, apologized to the man for trespassing on his beach, and started to walk away. He stopped me with a hand on my shoulder, he said he did not own the beach, no one owned the beach. Whew, that was good, so there was really nothing wrong with me being there. The man pointed out to the sea, asking if I saw something wrong. I said no, since I had been staring and not seeing anything wrong. He told me to look again, more closely. I did. The sun was hanging over the ocean, the sky was bright reds and oranges, fading to deep purple and blue overhead, and the waves flowed steadily out to sea… huh? The waves were weird… wrong somehow… I looked closer, and the water seemed to be emerging from the sand itself and flowing out to sea… that wasn't normal, so I did a RC and found I was dreaming…

I looked back at the man now, he said it was about time I became lucid, I found the way he said it to be a bit annoying, but he had made me lucid so I brushed it off. I asked him who he was, he said I should already know that now that I was lucid, unless of course I was completely blind, he said I should look at him and actually see who he was. I was getting a bit more impatient with his attitude, but I still didn't respond to that, resisting an impulse to call him an ass… there couldn't be any benefit to that. I looked at the man, focusing on seeing his energy this time, and I finally decided I was looking at don Juan, but there was something about his energy that was a bit off… right as I thought his energy was off, the frequency conformed to what I thought it should be, he said now I could see him. He pointed back out at the ocean and asked what I saw there… I saw dolphins swimming out in the ocean, so I watched them for a bit and told don Juan about the dolphins I saw even thought I thought he should be able to see them for himself.

I was watching the dolphins still when don Juan slipped a cold glass into my hand, I looked at it and it was full of a drink of some kind, he said to drink it… I sniffed the stuff, wondering what it could be, maybe I'd get my penticon implant to do a spectral analysis on the stuff before drinking it, that way I could be sure it wasn't dangerous… then that felt a bit dumb, I was in a dream, I could eat a cyanide and arsenic sandwich with cobra venom on it and a glass of bleach to wash it down, and it wouldn't be dangerous. It would be disgusting, but not dangerous… besides, I didn't remember any time where don Juan had seemed hostile, so I took a sip of the drink. It was actually pretty good, sweet and fruity, so I drank a bit more and looked back out over the ocean to see if the dolphins were still there.

The red sun was just about gone beneath the surface of the waves, and the full moon was rising a bit to the right of the sun… wtf? How could the moon be rising from the same direction the sun was setting? I rubbed my eyes, looked again, and the sun was rising now, and the moon was setting. Um… ok… well, it was a dream after all… so anything is possible in a dream, the laws of physics are not applicable here. I was absent mindedly drinking the juice when I noticed I felt strange, a bit light headed… wait a minute… the world was spinning, I was losing the dream! Damn! I focused on the moon and willed the dream to stabilize, I wasn't ready to wake up… The sun turned into a giant pacman with fangs and tore a large mouthful out of the moon, red color that looked like blood came out of the torn moon and added even brighter reds to the sky, and it caused the ocean itself to look like it was on fire. The sun ate the rest of the moon in one bite, then hundreds of stars fell from the sky and ate the sun until there was nothing left but a dark night sky filled with stars, although some of those stars were notably fatter than the others. I was just staring at that in silence until I finally muttered a, "What the FUCK was that all about?"

I took another drink and stared at the night sky for a bit longer, waiting for anything else odd to happen, and I felt something bite my lip. I looked in the glass and saw there was not much of the drink left, and there were weird worm things with lots of teeth squirming on the bottom of the glass, looking up at me and snarling, jumping to get to me to bite, one of them was hanging off of my face. I removed the worm, put it back in the glass, and felt like vomiting at the idea I might have actually swallowed one of those things… as I said, things like that won't hurt me in a dream, but it can still be extremely disgusting. I felt light headed and nauseated, what the fuck? I had been poisoned after all, though this guy hadn't seemed hostile in any way, I had been poisoned, I looked over where I knew don Juan was and I saw a clown… a weird clown with so many razor sharp fangs, blood dripping from his fangs… what the FUCK? I thought I was on a beach with don Juan, not Pennywise the Clown from Stephen King's It! The clown was grinning at me in a very evil manner, which was weird since the energy I sensed from the clown was still not hostile, maybe a bit amused, but not hostile. My penticon implant spoke to me, saying the foreign substance had been identified and was being neutralized… I closed my eyes and waited until the computer said the neutralization was complete… then I opened my eyes and looked around.

It was dark out now, there were stars in the sky, no sign of the moon, there was a faint red glow on the horizon, dolphins were playing in the ocean as the waves rolled in from the ocean instead of out to the ocean… and don Juan was standing beside me, not Pennywise the Clown, although he did look amused. I realized I was still holding the glass that had the juice in it, but when I looked it was just a bit of juice left, no worms or anything inside it. Hmmm… it seemed I was the butt of some kind of joke here… I took a deep breath and looked over at don Juan, I asked him what the point of that had been, because if it was a poison, he should know I can't be poisoned in the dream state… He looked into my eyes and got a strange look on his face. I had no doubt in my mind that the drink had been poisoned… my penticon said the drink would be safe now, since the substance to neutralize the poison was already in my system. Don Juan was still staring… I commented it's rude to stare… I then commented that the fruit drink was good, asked if he had any more of it… he said sure, and filled my glass from a flask, so I drank down the poison then deliberately smirked… then accidently burped… a long, loud, and embarrassing one that smelled like fruit… I said, "Excuse me," out of habit.

Don Juan asked if I could sense all the different way things are… he said I should be doing it effortlessly now, but… he seemed a bit puzzled… He said I have already done it in dreams, I have seen many worlds at once in the dream state… he indicated the ocean, I saw don Juan standing in front of the ocean (a gunslinger at the edge of a desert) (an old hic at the edge of a swamp) (a fire elemental beside an ocean of lava) (and Indian shaman at a fire at the edge of a thick forest) (a desolate ocean bed with a vampire in front of it) (a massive storm that was blowing with intense force, no sign of don Juan or anyone else) (a battlefield with many dead and dying soldiers lying everywhere, one not far from me was screaming as a vulture was eating him while he still lived as a soldier beside me pointed and laughed) (a field of colorful flowers and a country man standing beside me) (a vast level area of land with an army of Goa'uld marching across it, Teal'c was beside me) There were so many different versions I wasn't able to focus enough to take action in any of them, it was quite disorienting…

Then I heard don Juan speaking to me, focused on that, and pulled myself back into one world, seeing one place, one time… The beach was completely dark now, illuminated only by the dim glow of the stars, my eyes adjusted to the darkness and I could see don Juan was still there, and he was speaking. He said I have the ability to see into many worlds at once when in the dream state, and with practice, to take a different action in each one of those worlds, so why hadn't I yet tried to exist in even two worlds simultaneously while awake? I said it was because I would never believe it or trust it to be real. He asked why not, I said I would have no way of being certain I was having an effect on another world or just pulling fictional shit out of my ass. He said I have to learn not to question what my own senses tell me, be they physical senses or other senses, it is completely normal for a nagual to see many planes and interact with them simultaneously… ok, there's your problem… I am not a nagual, if you want to talk to a nagual, maybe I could bring MoSh to this dream… He said he will find MoSh on his own when it is time, but now he was telling me to use the powers I have IWL… I said I have no powers IWL. He said I do have powers there, he said my friend thinks he is full of shit, so was I saying I agree with that, was I also saying he was full of shit? I wondered how he was so sure I have a friend who thinks he is full of shit… he said he wasn't blind, and that is fine if she wants to think that, she will find her own path. So, did my opinion match hers? That he was full of shit? I wasn't sure what to say, I didn't want to be rude and say yes, he's full of shit, but I know I have no powers IWL… so I said nothing.

After waiting for a short time, don Juan said again to use my powers IWL, I repeated I have no power IWL, to me we were both starting to sound like broken records, repeating over and over and over… I was getting impatient. I said of course I have no powers IWL, that's why they locked me into the trash hole of a dimension where I am now imprisoned. I'm not sure why I said someone sealed me in my home dimension… he said the prison couldn't be secure if I was there, on that beach, with him right now… I said apparently there is a breach that allows for dream travels… but on the physical plane, any powers I had have been sealed. He asked who had sealed my powers. I said I didn't know, maybe the Templars? He laughed, said not even close. He said the only one who had sealed my powers in my waking world was me, sealed it with doubt and disbelief, self doubt and refusal to believe in myself, because without those two things nothing will ever be possible. Or, of course, if I prefer to think he is full of shit, then go ask someone else and they will say the same things using different words. I really wasn't sure what to say right now, but I didn't have a chance to say anything before the dream faded and I woke.

Note: I had a goal tonight of meeting up with MoSh, checking on and doing a healing spell on Asuka, who has been absent from his dreams lately. After that MoSh wanted to go view an event from a Carlos Castaneda book where Castaneda was watching don Genaro do something interesting near a waterfall… I'm not sure what, but MoSh said that to see the full extent of it I would have to look at his energy, not just his body. So we have tried to do this before and met with an epic fail, so we're going to try it again. I used my light / sound machine to meditate. I fell asleep and successfully slipped into a WILD…

*Execution*
Ok… I immediately noticed something was off… I was actually over someone's shoulder and being carried… wtf? Was this some kind of attack on MoSh's inner world? Because that was where I was supposed to be… I tried to ask the person carrying me who the fuck he was, but I found I couldn't speak… my mouth was full of a foul tasting fabric… yuck… I went to take it out of my mouth, but I found my hands were bound tightly behind my back. Ok… this was annoying. I tried to activate Witchblade to cut through my bonds… nothing happened. This was really starting to piss me off. I was going to try something else when the man carrying me slung me off of his back and stood me on my feet, which I also found were tightly bound. I looked at the jerk who had been carrying me and did a double take… it was a fucking Templar.

I tried to curse at him, momentarily forgetting my mouth was full of foul tasting cloth… apparently curious as to what I would say, the Templar removed the cloth. After a couple of spits to try to get rid of the taste, I did curse at the Templar. I told him if he didn't want a personal tour of Hell then he had better get those bonds off of me immediately. He just laughed. He said I was the one who would be going to Hell… He said he was glad I was awake for my sentence, although he was sure I would have awakened as it was being carried out. No one could sleep through that.

Ok, this guy was dense, so I would have to show him a thing or two… his armor was metal, so the first thing I thought of was to use Battery on him. Nothing happened. I repeated myself, "Battery!" Still nothing happened. The Templar laughed. He said I should know perfectly well that stuff doesn't work in waking life. I told him that this was a dream. He said the drugs must have gotten me quite confused… but I had already been convicted of crimes against humanity and sentenced to death. He said I had seemed to lose my senses when the method of my execution was announced… but he was glad to see I was fully lucid and able to experience every moment of it. I said of course I was lucid, it was a lucid dream. He said I could tell myself that all I wanted, it wouldn't change a thing. He pushed me to the side, I fell to the ground since my hands and feet were still tightly bound. I looked up and saw the Templar opening the doors of an old medieval execution device known as an iron maiden.

At first I wasn't really sure what to say… was this madman really intending to use that thing? He picked me back up by the ropes on my arms and carried me over to the device, setting me between the open doors. He laughed and said this was going to be fun. I had no thought that I could be actually killed here… I knew it was a dream… I told him if he even thought about trying to use that thing on me I would see him in the dark realm where I would have a front row seat to watch the cruelest demon I could find slowly burn the flesh from his bones. He just laughed again and started swinging the doors closed. I told him I had been leaving them alone because they hadn't been bothering me, but doing something like that would mean all bets are off. So unless he wanted to know… While I was threatening, he had continued swinging the doors slowly closed. The spikes on the doors were poking me, and pushing me back a bit into the spikes on the back of the device. He laughed when my words got cut off, then with one final hard shove, he pushed the doors completely closed.

The first reaction I had was that I couldn't believe he'd actually had the balls to do that… and of course his balls are something I would cheerfully relieve him of… That thought only had an instant in my mind before I was hit with a wave of excruciating pain, feeling each and every spike as it was rammed through my body… it was immediately the worse physical pain I have ever felt… and then to top it off, they had piped in some kind of loud screaming that sounded a bit like an enraged banshee who was also in pain. But this was a dream… why was I feeling so much physical pain in a dream? That damn screaming was too loud for me to think… and then I realized the one screaming was me… apparently an unconscious reaction to the excruciating pain… With an enormous effort of will, I forced myself to close my mouth and think… I just had to wake up. So I focused on waking up. Wake up… wake up… wake up… nothing happened. I tried to move a bit to wake myself up, but the attempt at movement only redoubled the excruciating pain I was in by shifting my position on the spikes… And still I did not wake up. Why could I not awaken? I also noticed I was no longer silent. I hadn't started screaming again, I was just emitting low groaning sounds of pain that sounded like the expression of someone in the deepest pits of despair. I could hear laughter outside… the Templar was enjoying this.

I remembered reading a couple of articles, from when I was doing some research on torture devices I could put in a dungeon for a video game I am designing, about a person shut inside an iron maiden living for as long as a couple of days. How long had I already been in there? Not long, I didn't think… this was a dream. That meant I would wake up. But how long would that take? This was a dream… that also meant I should have my powers. Why weren't they working? Maybe something was blocking them… I just needed to focus to overcome that block… As I was trying to focus, I unintentionally shifted my body again… another wave of unbelievable pain… an involuntary cry of pain and despair… a laugh from the Templar outside… broken focus. A simple ability, like telekinesis… I focused on opening the doors to the iron maiden. That would either result in my being free or in my dream body bleeding to death and me waking up. At that point either alternative was an acceptable result. Nothing happened. I was going to try to focus better when the floor literally dropped from beneath my feet. But of course I was pinned on the spikes and could not fall… instead I was hanging on the spikes now… and what I had thought was the worst possible physical pain got about ten times worse…

After hanging there with my mind clouded by pain for what felt like forever, the floor closed again and I was once again standing on something solid. Apparently that was something they would do for periodic amusement. I could now hear at least two or three Templars outside laughing. One kept saying to do it again. Another said they had to wait… set a pace for the pain, deliver it all at once, what do they do for fun then? For fun?! For fucking FUN?! Those fucking sick bastards, what kind of mind does a person have to have to think putting someone in a device like this is fun?! Rage and dark energy were boiling up within me… and I let it. The dark energy brought a feeling of cold numbness, which blocked out most of the pain. It was not stable dark energy, and I didn't care. I let it be unstable, let it expand and fill me until it was bursting out of me like an explosion… and then there actually was an explosion…

The resultant explosion that blew the iron maiden into three separate pieces… blasted the two doors off to the front, and threw the back half against the wall behind me. One of three Templars got slammed with a door to the iron maiden… it had flipped around in the explosion and he was now impaled on the spikes of the door. Another Templar was staring at me… and kept repeating two words… Oh, shit… oh, shit… oh, shit… He disappeared, abandoning his partners like the coward he was. I was currently pissed and full of unstable dark energy. I used telekinesis to lift the free Templar and slam him into the back half of the iron maiden, impaling him on the spikes there. Must have hit a vital organ or two, because he died quickly. I noticed the one pinned under the door was still moving. I went over and looked at him. His face was contorted by pain and terror. I wondered what I looked like that would instill such a fear response… as if that was a request, I saw a brief 3rd person view of myself… I looked like Sorceress Edea from Final Fantasy VIII (the form usually called the Queen of Night), but in addition to looking like a dark sorceress, I looked dementedly pissed off…

ok… it was a bit disturbing, or it would have been if I hadn't been bursting with unstable dark energy. I stepped on the door under which the terrified Templar was pinned... forcing the spikes further into him, and eliciting a cry of pain and a plea for mercy. I had no urge to be merciful… I gave one more shove down on the door and then walked away as the Templar was grimacing in pain and trying in vain to lift the heavy iron door off of himself.

I walked over to the dungeon door… and did absolutely nothing, but the door blasted off of its hinges apparently of its own accord. I left the dungeon into the main Templar base, throwing dark energy spears at the Templars, randomly impaling them and pinning them to the wall. Some died quickly, others cried out in pain as they hung there dying a much slower death. I got to the center of the base, or what looked like the center, and unleashed an Immortal Fire of pure unstable dark energy, a wall of black flames burst out from me, incinerating everything in its path. I was feeling a bit disoriented… and the scene around me shifted.

*Visions of Castaneda*
Now I was in MoSh's inner world where I had intended to go in the first place. My dark energy had been drained off in the Templar base, and I just felt drained rather than homicidal. I collapsed to my knees in the yard in front of MoSh's house, taking deep breaths and trying to calm myself down. I noticed all my wounds had somehow healed, probably from the intense energy flow… The door to the house flew open and MoSh came running out with Asuka right behind him. MoSh got over to me and was worriedly asking if I was ok… what had happened? I wasn't able to answer right away, which seemed to worry him even more… but finally I was able to tell him I would be ok. Data was there… and he opened a portal. MoSh picked me up… I was trying to tell him I could walk just fine… and carried me through the portal, Asuka followed, and we were in the healing glen. Basara also showed up, and we did a mutual healing, with the crystal golem putting in extra healing energy. My dark energy was stable again, completely controlled.

"Carlos Castaneda," I said to MoSh, "Let's go watch him." MoSh looked surprised. He said no, we didn't have to do that tonight. He said I should get my rest. I felt the dream slipping, too… but for some reason I thought it would be a worst case scenario to let this entire dream be wasted on being tortured by and subsequently killing stupid Templars. I wanted to do something productive. I told him I was ok and I wanted to do it now. I focused on time dilation to stabilize the dream, turning one hour of IWL time into four hours of dream time… I asked for the book… then I remembered it was called 'A Separate Reality' by Carlos Castaneda. I summoned the book. I opened it and skimmed for the word waterfall or don Genaro. Found mention of don Genaro, so I transported MoSh and myself to my room in my inner world and got my laptop. I loaded the book into my laptop through a scanner and then activated the holographic viewing system… I was wondering if it would work… the new scene took shape around us. We could now watch the events in the book… and see the events of the book instead of looking like snack food to a bunch of hungry graboids.

I looked around and saw the target of our viewing. Castaneda, don Juan, and a couple other guys were sitting in a line on a row of rocks that they were using as chairs. They were all staring at a waterfall. The waterfall was quite beautiful, but I didn't see that the beauty of the waterfall alone would command their full attention for that long… I looked over at the waterfall. There was an older man climbing a trail beside the waterfall. It looked like a difficult trail, but the man looked like he was in much better shape than his age might indicate. For the most part he was sure footed about his ascent to the top of the falls where he disappeared from sight.

MoSh touched me on the shoulder and asked if I was sure I was ok… he said it looked like something pretty serious had happened to me. I said I was ok now. He hesitated, then said since we were here, we might as well do it right. He said to point at don Genaro with my pinky when he came back into view. I didn't say anything about that not being my method of energy scanning… I knew what he meant, that was really all that was necessary. The man, apparently don Genaro, appeared by the edge of the waterfall at the top.

I focused on seeing his energy, not just his body. At first I just saw a bright aura, he had strong energy… but also pure and stable. No corruption there, but that wasn't what I was looking for. I watched him for a bit, then his energy field seemed to change its shape, he was clearly manipulating his energy. I watched from next to MoSh as he used tendrils of energy like ropes to help him get to a small stone in the middle of the falls… and then to an even smaller one… somehow without getting swept away. He wouldn't be swept away, he had his energy tendrils to hold on to. He stayed on the second stone for a while, positioning his energy tendrils just right, removing them from the first rock and anchoring them to the far bank of the river… And then he used them to pull himself over to the far bank where he landed with cat-like grace on all fours. He paused there and pulled his energy tendrils back into himself, then finally stood up and looked down at his audience. All four men were staring wide eyed. Don Genaro now momentarily glowed brightly, expanding his energy field in a bright and colorful aura that looked like it might be visible from space… before disappearing from sight on the other side of the waterfall.

It started raining now. The four men who had been sitting got up. I could hear Castaneda talking plaintively to don Juan who was responding as one might to a child who is complaining too much… responding in a tone that sounded like a reprimand… but I couldn't hear what they were saying. And I also had the feeling it didn't matter what they were saying. MoSh and I had been there to see don Genaro's show, not to find out what Carlos Castaneda was complaining to don Juan about… MoSh asked what I had seen. I told him what I had seen, don Genaro using his energy tendrils to help him get across the flowing waterfall without falling off. He commented that it seems I had seen it. I said yeah, I have been able to see energy in the dream state for quite some time… though I didn't remember seeing someone use the energy in that manner before… MoSh said that when Castaneda and don Juan had first watched this, it had been in the physical plane of our own home world… and then Castaneda had written about his experiences, although Castaneda had not been able to see what don Genaro had done at that point. Castaneda had looked, but had not been able to see. That didn't seem odd since most people on our physical plane aren't able to see energy…

The hologram shut down at that point, apparently MoSh and I had seen everything we were going to see. MoSh said don Genaro had been manipulating his energy body on the physical plane of our world. I said yeah, that was pretty cool. I saw MoSh and I were back in my inner world again. I went over to the couch and sat down. MoSh was walking around looking at things. I could feel myself about to wake up again. I told MoSh that I was about to wake up, and time dilation seemed like too much effort to try again when it has never worked the second time anyway. MoSh was saying something else to me when everything faded and I woke.