Thread: Nomad Chronicles

Haha, was really fun to read about that zombie and octupus thing. That's kind of fun to see how you were able to fool your friends.

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

Try RCing every time you wake up. It's hard, but it pays off. I caught a FA while ago Walms style. It was awesome!

Nice. I hardly ever FA, but I still should RC when I wake up, because I still have them.

Originally Posted by Raven Knight

The Annunaki? Is that another name for the Templars? Because those experiments sound like something the Templars would do...

That was you? Either I am just not as good at identifying energy signatures when I'm not lucid or you're getting better at disguising your energy signature! Or maybe some of both...

So... who got their asses kicked and who went undefeated?

But hey, if you are looking for a training match, maybe we could plan it ahead so we can all be lucid!

Yeah. HAHA. It was MoSh and Asuka in one group, and you and the other two in the other group. I defeated MoSh and Asuka, I thought, but they faked it, and tricked me. Then, I defeated the three of you, by confusing you with DC's of MoSh and Asuka, then the real MoSh and Asuka popped out of hiding and beat me since they couldn't be tricked my copies of themselves!

I get it. I wasn't lucid. When I'm lucid I can certainly tell a DC from a real person.

I rip them apart, but they don't seem to notice, and keep fighting with fragmented bodies.

I have regular DCs that do this. Fights are especially interesting when nobody follows the rules!

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

PRECOG!
Two days after this dream, I saw The Lovely Bones, about a killer in a cornfield.

Very cool! I read the book and I had elements of it pop up in dreams once I had finished reading it.

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

Try RCing every time you wake up. It's hard, but it pays off. I caught a FA while ago Walms style. It was awesome!

I just started doing this I didn't do so well last night... I was kind of hoping to catch an FA between 4:30-6:30... that's when I didn't check... But after 6:30am I checked a bunch of times, so I'm getting there.

Originally Posted by Raven Knight

But hey, if you are looking for a training match, maybe we could plan it ahead so we can all be lucid!

As I recall, we were going to try for that on Tuesdays, on the moon. Not a lot of successful lucids floating around to really have it happen, though.

abridged

DEEP DREAM STATE

a couple nights ago
I AM THE WORMHOLE WYRM



I stand up, halfway in bed, halfway out. My dream body is awakened by a strange spear in my side. It was fired by a Remote Viewer, looking like a Man in Black, but also wearing a witch doctor's costume. This Remote Viewer is a shaman. FUCK!

The spear was dipped in pyschedelic drug. FUCK, I JUST GOT DREAM-DO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-OOSSSSEDD!" Wa Wa Wa Wa.... What the fuck was that? Did I just do nitrous? Why the fuck am I in the WA WA Dreamtime?

I am in space? I am in space! The fucking didjerioo drung durg... a drug went WAH MUTHA FUCKING WHA WHA WAHT WHAY BEEYOTCH! I MAKE MY DIDJERIDOO SPEAK VIBRATIONAL DRUGS DIRECTLY TO THE PINEAL GLAND! I MAKE MY OWN DMT EVERY NIGHT! I MIX IT UP IN MY HEAD WHEN I THROAT SING! THAT'S THE SECRET THAT IS NO SECRET THAT I AM TRYING TO TELL ALL OF YOU, BUT I CAN ONLY TELL YOU IN MY DREAM JOURNAL, YOU ASSHOLES BECAUSE YOU WILL ARGUE WITH ME, BUT THE DREAM JOURNAL IS SACRED AND VIBRATES INTO SIMULTANEOUS PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE EXISTENCES IN ALL DIRECTIONS. THE DREAM JOURNAL IS NOT CONFINED TO LINEAR TIME. THE DREAM JOURNAL SEES INTO THE PAST, FUTURE, AND PARALLEL "US'S!" I scream into outer space. Computer screens appear floating before my eyes. I summon a white stylus, and write on all the screens, flying around, writing in glowing pale blue script:

We are the weavers, we are the woven ones,
we are the dreamers, we are the dream

We are the weavers, we are the woven ones,
we are the dreamers, we are the dream.

We are going into the center,
the center of the the wheel,
we are going into the center,
the center of the wheel

Shazam the drummer appears, and plays in space. Stars come out of his drum and create images of constellations in future existences. The star where humans originate glows. Shazam and I fly through a wormhole slowly. We go into lotus, and chant NAM MYOHO RENGE KYO. We close our two eyes. Our third eyes open. We spin, flying as slowly as we can, which feels about 300mph. Flowers, grass and trees grow as we fly through. Our auras change color, then, we have many auras of varying transparent colors. The Wormhole Wyrm gains in power from the flora created, and flies behind us, moving through the land like a sea dragon swims. At that moment I realize Wormhole Wyrms actually move through the surface of the wormhole!

I asked the Wyrm if I could fly behind him. He told me to grab on to his back. I grabbed a scale. I am riding a fucking INTERDIMENSIONAL PENIS DRAGON WITH RED EYES! THIS IS BAD ASS!

I start laughing my ass off at the absurdity of the situation. "Wormholes are the vaginas of the cosmos, and Wormhole Wyrms are the penises. HAHAHHAHA! How are babies made? The penis goes into the vagina. Sex, "love"(?), creation. Then, the baby comes out through the birth canal, and is born into a new physical world. The baby living in water, is now baptized in air. Baptism is nothing more that desire to return to the amniotic fluid, therefore it is a symbol of rebirth. Everytime we go through a wormhole, we are being reborn again and again and again... And I am spouting this to myself, as I ride this PENIS DRAGON, OF THE UNIVERSE!!!!!

I turn into a Wormhole Wyrm, and spiral as I move up and down through the fabric of the wormhole. I can feel the wormhole getting turned on. Every time she gets turned on, a gush of green rushes down the wormhole, as more plants continue to grow. Fauna appears. We inhale the energy from the plants. We eat the animals, and get stronger. COSMIC SEX COSMIC SEX! WHAT THE FUCK?

The wormhole begins pulsing to a loud drumbeat that sounds like a heartbeat. Its vibrating my entire being. My soul feels horny. I spin and vibrate, flying in spirals up and down through the wormhole. I feel so strange on the other side, as if I am nothing, and everything is something, on that side, but on the inside, I feel like everything is part of me, and this wormhole is my personal universe.

I see a cosmic woman, a goddess, like a constellation, and her vagina is the wormholes. She is moaning to a beat. I become a cosmic star-man, and make love to her in the galaxy. We look like an Alex Grey painting.

I hear "SPICE SPICE SPICE SPICE!"

What the fuck? Am I in some weird Dune world?

I am suddenly the wormhole, back in the Wyrm form. My eyes glow red, and my teeth sparkle in the light... the light from?

A red fireball is burning behind me, moving toward me. It changes colors, orange, purple green. It shoots out of the wormhole, and explodes. I hear a baby's cry. The baby relaxes and breathes. The star is born.

I am suddenly back in bed in Angel's room. She is sleeping soundly. I see a force field disguised as a blanket on her. I ask myself why I made that for her. My Higher Self says that it's the only way she'd accept it. I see her with a bodyguard android disguised as a stuffed animal. I laugh at how clever I am. I am startled by the shaman Remote Viewer.

The Shaman-Spook

He says, "Hey, sorry there pal. I needn't to give you a taste of The Spice. Don't let your eyes turn all blue, now. But, we all need it sometime. We all go through IT at some point."

"IT? IT What?"

"It, the turning point, the rebirth, the acid trip, the drug, the death, the rebirth, eating, shitting, drinking, pissing, fucking and making babies. All that matter doesn't really matter, it's the energy behind the matter... That's what important, mate."

"That's a fake English accent."

"Correct, mate. It makes it harder for you to trace my voice, because I can actually do a perfect English accent, but if you put me up to a voice scanner, and say speak with an English accent, my accent will be impeccable."

"Ok, weird."

"Oh, you learn these things from The Government. Pay attention to little details like this. They are very important. Have enough nonsensical confusing fascinating disgusting cute beautiful details about your appearance as possible. I am training you NOW. You want to draw focus to your appearance, not your power. This is why I am a spook-shaman in appearance. I am a spook-shaman, but I am so much more. I am a servant of the devil, god, jesus, buddha, Allah, all. I serve no one and everyone, just like you."

"I write my own script."

"Bollocks. Everything is planned out. Your Higher Self did it before you were born."

"Okay, well, I am my Higher Self right now, and I already know I did that, but, our higher selves' desires intermingle with other entities. The factor of the chaos increases our free will to the point we can contradict and do whatever the fuck we want."

"Oh, I didn't think of that. Man, I thought I was so wise. Hope you enjoyed the drug. Peace. Out."

epilogue
Ok... that was weird. I roll over in bed, and fall asleep.

I dream Angel and I are on a mountain. We are having a telepathic conversation. It's so intense it's hard to put into words. We are talking about everything. We are speaking in emotions instead of thoughts.

Our energy mixes together.

NOTES
Asuka Battles


We all give MoSh a portion of our power to give to Asuka. He forms it into a ball, and gives it to her. All manner of strange armor, weapons, and other devices appear on her. She looks like a red gargoyle woman, in cyber-armor. Machine guns pop out of her right arm, and a sword-shotgun in her left hand. On top of her helmet is saw blade. She revvs it and laughs maniacally. She bursts from the armor, and is a giant elemental fire dragon. Her body is pure fire. The armor reappears on her, as if magnetically. She grabs, MoSh, and he turns into a green dragon, then pure metal like silver. She kisses him forcefully, and bows to him. He bows back. "I will win, I will conquer, my love!"

They stare into each others' eyes. She roars, and a wand appears in her left hand. She creates a wormhole, flies into it, and disappears.

Raven creates a viewscreen, and we watch her battling strange monsters in a labyrinth. We watch for what feels like days, but she suddenly appears a split second later out of the wormhole. She is bloody and sick. She is covered in dirt, and some kind of parasites. She falls into MoSh's arms. She says, "I won," and falls asleep. We take her to the Glen of Healing. We do healing magic on her. The Frost Giant says she needs surgery, and has an android from the future perform it. He removes semi-sentient clumps of dark energy from her dream body.

He says she must rest here for a long time, but she will be safe here. He says MoSh must go into her Inner World at this time alone to speak to her soul.

Raven and I are in South Africa...

-train station

- lions

- botany...

I AM THE WORMHOLE WYRM

I AM AN INDIVIDUAL FACADE OF A MULTIFACETED HUMAN CONSCIOUSNESS, so there.

I am riding a fucking INTERDIMENSIONAL PENIS DRAGON WITH RED EYES! THIS IS BAD ASS!

I'll be snickering all afternoon.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Raven and I are in South Africa...

-train station

- lions

- botany...

Are these notes from Wednesday (19th) night or Thursday (20th) night? If it was from Wednesday night, I remember dreams of being with you, and we were looking for lost treasures in what could've easily been South Africa. If it wasn't from Wednesday night, I'll be posting the dream soon... see if you remember any of it. You and I were looking for a lost treasure, and we found a chest with a lock that involved sliding puzzle pieces into place... the treasure was diamonds! I didn't realize it was you while I was dreaming (I wasn't lucid) but the first thought in my mind when I woke was, "Hey! That was Nomad!"

Originally Posted by Raven Knight

Are these notes from Wednesday (19th) night or Thursday (20th) night? If it was from Wednesday night, I remember dreams of being with you, and we were looking for lost treasures in what could've easily been South Africa. If it wasn't from Wednesday night, I'll be posting the dream soon... see if you remember any of it. You and I were looking for a lost treasure, and we found a chest with a lock that involved sliding puzzle pieces into place... the treasure was diamonds! I didn't realize it was you while I was dreaming (I wasn't lucid) but the first thought in my mind when I woke was, "Hey! That was Nomad!"

Sorry I don't remember! Since I can't get online every day, I make notes in a mental DJ.

Your DJ is so fun to read! I can't wait to start having more shared dreams!

Deep Dream State

I am in a tower, in a futuristic city. I am pounding on a piece of bright metal. MoSh and Raven ask me what the hell I am doing. MY SPACESHIP IS GOING TO KICK YOUR SPACESHIP'S ASS.

Then, I am playing myself in a coin-op video game. We are in an arcade.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

MY SPACESHIP IS GOING TO KICK YOUR SPACESHIP'S ASS.

... Awesome. Just... Awesome.

It's always joyful to read your dream adventures.

Just a little ticked how my own dream progress has gone so slow.

Originally Posted by Nighthog

It's always joyful to read your dream adventures.

Just a little ticked how my own dream progress has gone so slow.

You have long epic dreams man.

Deep Dream State

Tank Girl and I are walking down an ugly city like Detroit. We are smoking cigarettes.

Shit! I don't smoke. I used to.

It's cool, Nomad, this is a dream.

Oh, shit, you're right. But, if I smoke in dreams, I may smoke in waking life!

No, you won't. You quit. I need to quit.

Everyone, the whole world does. But, it's so sexy and fun. In a disgusting way. HAHA. I want you to quit. I care about you, you know. Om Muni Muni Ma... got me through some hard times, ya know.

You remember that?

Of course. Amen, the Thunderbolt in the Dark Void. I figured out what it means. It's a metaphor for enlightenment.

Oh, yeah. And many other things.

I am sure it is. You know, I saw myself as an orange flame in a White Void, kind of an inverse of that phrase.

Interesting.

Want a beer?

I don't drink much anymore.

It's a dream-beer!

Oh, yeah.

We go into a bar. The bartender looks strangely like me. MoSh is at the far end of the bar, staring into his beer glass. Raven and WarriorTiger are sitting at a table. Raven is practicing telekinesis.

(to be cont'd)

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Sorry I don't remember! Since I can't get online every day, I make notes in a mental DJ.

How about paper? I have a paper DJ by my bed to scribble notes down on when I can't type things up right away.

I think its crazy anybody gets up from bed, and goes onto the computer. From 10PM to 7AM, I am practically chained to my bed.






Hmm, that sounds sexy.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

MY SPACESHIP IS GOING TO KICK YOUR SPACESHIP'S ASS.

This made me think about Ryo-ohki from Tenchi Muyo!

I have a goal to pilot that cute little bunny-spaceship

Originally Posted by Loaf

I think its crazy anybody gets up from bed, and goes onto the computer. From 10PM to 7AM, I am practically chained to my bed.

I found my recall has gotten so much better if I text-email myself my notes from my cell phone. I tend to write better notes, cos I can roll over, eyes half open and dash of a quick email to myself. I have a slide-out keyboard phone... so it's niiiice

I don't know what it is with hand-writing... I take lousy hand written notes

Actually beer kills my recall. Adn Also Asuka has made References to not liking me drink dream beer... and as your Dream AA sponsor: Get wit the program mister

Tank Girl and I are walking down an ugly city like Detroit. We are smoking cigarettes.

Tank Girl Tank Girl?

We go into a bar. The bartender looks strangely like me. MoSh is at the far end of the bar, staring into his beer glass. Raven and WarriorTiger are sitting at a table. Raven is practicing telekinesis.

I still think it's really cool, how you all just show up in the same places. Or is there just a bar where all the dreamers end up hanging out?

Sameal. Theres a bar that we actually frequent. Me and nomad have had a few non lucid shared dreams there. One in particular where he was really drunk, tipping over beer bottles and then wondering why they weren't spilling.

NOTES

Deep Dream State

Walking with Angel. Raven calls for help. I open a portal, and shoot an astral cord through it to her, sending her a ball of lighting, a portion of my essence. I have two dreams at once.

Dream One: Walking with Angel.

Dream Two: I am a lightning elemental. I feel semi-sentient. Raven uses me like a lightning whip.