Note: I met a shaman in my dream last night. I have reason to think this shaman is the same one I used to know when I was going out with my ex bf. My goal was to get in touch with him and find out if the two are the same person. Q said there is currently a gathering of dimension traveling shamans going on in a different dimension. He said the shaman I am looking for is very likely there. Q said that the shamans in these gathering usually don't look too kindly on outsider visitors. Q also said in case that is the case, he had gone there and I had permission to visit the gathering… the shaman I knew while with my ex is currently at that gathering, so I can see if he is the one who visited me. Q handed me a pendant with a cool engraving on it… he said to show it to the other shamans in case they don't remember me, which they probably won't. With this goal in mind I fell asleep with my light / sound machine and slipped into a WILD…
I was on the moon, in the biodome. I wasn't sure why I was on the moon. I thought maybe I just couldn't go directly to the shaman gathering. This also was a confirmation that the shaman I was looking for was at the gathering. I was about to open the portal when another portal opened and Nomad came through.
"Raven!" he said, "Where are you off to so fast?"
"A gathering of shamans, perhaps," I said, "I'm looking for the shaman I met in a dream a couple nights ago. He might be someone I've known from back when I was going out with my ex."
"Awesome!" Nomad said, "I want to come, too!"
"Uh…" I said, remembering that the shamans don't like outside visitors. I figured it would be ok if he was with me since I know one of the shamans there. "Sure. You can come. Just stick with me, they don't like strangers there, but I know someone there. There is a particular shaman I am looking to see." I opened the portal and we both went through…
On the other side of the portal we were in a temporary town made up of a large number of tents and such. The tent city was located at the edge of a beautiful forest next to a lush green meadow. There were a lot of people around, talking to each other, some meditating, some of those meditating are floating in the air. A lot of them were human (or at least they looked human) but there were also many of different races I couldn't identify. One near us looked like a namek from Dragonball Z.
Shortly after we appeared, everyone started staring at us. They were gathering around us. I took the pendant out of my robes (I was dressed as an Assassin) and I showed it to them. I was holding onto Nomad's arm. They saw the pendent and immediately seemed friendlier. One of them came over to me and greeted us. He said that a friend of one of their people is a friend of his. He said we could feel free to explore their camp as long as we respect their beliefs. He headed into one of the tents.
I looked at Nomad. He smiled at me. I wondered where the shaman I was looking for might be. I wondered where to start to look. I figured I would have to follow my instinct. I did that and wandered through the camp. It was a large place. Many people, different people all seemed to be doing different things. I saw a woman with a gathering of strange herbs and such. Another was doing something with some strange stones. My attention was not drawn to any of the shamans we were passing. It was drawn to a large tent straight ahead of us. It was easily one of the most fancy elaborate tents there. I felt drawn to it. I went inside the tent and spotted a familiar shaman meditating in the middle of the room. I was trying to remember if that was the shaman I knew when I was with my ex, the shaman who visited me a couple nights ago, or both. I didn't want to disturb his meditation. Nomad looked at the shaman and then at me. Fortunately we didn't have to disturb him…
"Raven Knight," the shaman said as he opened his eyes. He had been floating and now he settled gently to the ground and got up, "The spirits foretold your coming. The spirits being Q, of course." He smiled. "So tell me, who is your friend? I see he is also a dream traveler, like yourself. He has the energy of a shaman."
"This is Nomad," I said, "I have been dreaming with him these past few months. After breaking up with James I thought I'd lost my ability to share dreams, but he proved me wrong. I haven't lost it."
"Excellent news, my friend," the shaman said, "It is so good to see you! It has been so long since I have had a chance to really speak with you! And it's nice to meet you, Nomad."
"I have a question," I said, "Though you may have already answered it. I met a shaman in a non-lucid dream a couple nights ago, and I was wondering if that was you. But you say it has been long since we have spoken, so I guess it couldn't have been you."
"It most certainly was," the shaman said, "But it is hard to have a meaningful conversation with one who is not lucid."
"True," I said, "I'm really glad you came. Maybe we will see more of each other now."
"I am moving into your inner world," the shaman said, "so I'm sure we will. James' inner world isn't serving my purposes any longer. This meeting goes on for the rest of the week, but then Hetfield is setting up an area in your inner world for me. We will see each other soon."
"Shaman," Nomad said, "Can I ask you a couple of questions?"
"Of course!" the shaman said with a smile, "Go right ahead!"
"I wanted to look around a bit more," I said, "I'll be back soon."
The shaman gave me a hug, "Just in case you wake up before returning," he said, "We will meet in another dream."
I left the tent and looked around. There was a bit of a commotion. I headed in that direction. Behind the tents, near the meadow, there was a young man who didn't look like one of the shamans. Partially because all of the shamans were pointing and talking. They didn't sound happy. I looked closer at the visitor. He was familiar… Loaf?! But how in the world could Loaf have gotten here? The shamans were saying something about the visitor could not be allowed to leave now that he had found the sacred ground. This was easily enough solved. I went into the group of shamans.
"It's ok!" I said to everyone as I displayed my pendant again, "He's with me!"
They didn't get as friendly as I had hoped. One of them came over to me and spoke angrily. "He didn't arrive with you," he said, "And he is being openly disrespectful to our people."
"Nah," I said, "I'm sure no offense is meant. I was just about to leave. I'll take him with me."
"He has been to the sacred ground," one of them protested.
"I have no idea how, I doubt he can deliberately initiate a repeat visit, and I doubt he'll even remember this one," I said, "He's a dreamer… who never remembers shared dreams. And since I'm here, it is now a shared dream, which means he will forget."
The shamans around me started arguing amongst themselves. Nomad came out of the tent. "Loaf?" Nomad asked, "Hey, Loaf! This is a dream!"
While the shamans were arguing I went over to Loaf. "Ok… you can't be here, not without prior permission. Let's go."
"I'm not leaving just because these guys tell me to," Loaf said.
Nomad was now over with Loaf and me. "We have to get Loaf out of here," I said to Nomad, "I think he pissed someone here off…"
"Alright," Nomad said, "We kidnap Loaf and take him to our dream!" He grabbed hold of Loaf, who responded by trying to get away. A couple angry shamans were yelling something at Loaf, I don't remember what, but I knew it was insulting.
Loaf responded with, "Fuck you, you…" then Nomad had covered his mouth. The shamans were looking pissed.
"Hey, everyone," I said as I opened a portal, focusing on Loaf's inner world, "I'm sure no offense was meant. So we'll just be going now, ok?" A portal opened. Nomad and I took Loaf through the portal…
On the other side we were in a house. I didn't recognize it. Loaf turned on the television. The news was on. I went into the next room with Nomad. I was hoping the shamans weren't too angry.
"Hey!" I heard Loaf from the other room, "They think I've been kidnapped!"
"What?" I asked as I looked into the other room. There was a picture of Loaf on the screen and the reporter was saying if anyone had any information as to his whereabouts or the whereabouts of the people who had taken him, the picture switched to a picture of two unidentifiable Assassins, to call some phone number I don't remember or shoot to kill. Shoot to kill?! That seemed a bit drastic… and what if someone went and shot Loaf? Didn't they care about that?
"I'm sure everything's fine," Nomad said behind me.
"Yeah, right…" I said, "I think the fuck-up fairy moved in with me for the night. I hope it doesn't reflect bad on the shaman we were visiting… I hope they're not mad at him… everything went to shit."
We left to take Loaf back to his house. I'm not sure why since it was a dream. I wasn't really thinking about that. We pulled a car, which I have no clue where we got the car, up in front of Loaf's house and he got out. There were people around. They looked like government agents. Loaf went in the house. I asked Nomad if those looked like Templars to him… He said maybe I should kill them just in case. I hit them with bolts of lightning and they were gone. This was where I woke up.
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