Thread: Shared Dreams: See you on the Moon!

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

I have never played that game, but I will describe how I see the Templars in dreams.

I see the Templars as muscular European knights wearing bright steel armor with white tunics. They have neatly trimmed facial hair or are clean shaven. Sometimes their eyes look like black holes, sometimes normal. The leader is usually a little bigger than the rest. They are armed with swords and shields. They have bold red crosses on their tunics and shields.

Raven, how do Templars in the dreams look like to you?

That sounds like a Templar alright... This pic shows a regular Templar with their leader, Robert De Sable in front of him. The screenshot is from Assassin's Creed.

Originally Posted by Raven Knight

I was in a strange place. It looked like the interior of a temple of some kind. I didn't recognize it. I noticed it was filled with aliens. The aliens looked like humanoid bats. Most of them were standing around the outer edge of the room. There was one of the bat people standing in front of us. He looked like he had a position of authority. I recognized Basara and Nomad. Basara moved closer to me and whispered in my ear.

"You probably don't want to do a reality check right now," he said, "but you're dreaming." I looked at Basara. I did do a brief reality check. I levitated about an inch off of the ground. That was enough to make me lucid.

The bat man in front of us was saying it was good that Nomad had brought allies. He interrupted when Nomad tried to introduce us. He said he already knew. Three giant owls were led into the room. The bat man said they were to be our steeds. I thanked him for offering a steed and then asked if I could use my own. He said that I could. I focused on summoning the horse I have used repeatedly. The white one with red mane and tail like flame. I said the horse's name is Stardust. The bat man looked at the horse and said the battle would take place in the sky. Stardust opened up a pair of beautiful wings to reveal she is a Pegasus. The bat man nodded and said I have a beautiful steed. We all mounted our steeds and flew out through an opening in the ceiling of the temple.

We flew for a while and soon we joined into a large battle in the sky. The enemies were using gliders and jet packs. Our allies were all on the owls and fighting with magical tridents. The battle was intense. Basara said he wanted the battle to end as soon as possible. He dove right into the middle of the fight on his owl and started playing music. Planet Dance off of the Macross 7 soundtrack. His owl proved to be very agile and he had formed a force field to protect himself and his steed from attacks. I was hoping Basara's technique might work here… at least until we can find out why they are fighting. I focused on adding my energy to Basara's song. I saw one of the enemies closing in to attack one of the bat people from behind. I used Battery to shoot a bolt of lightning across in front of him. It made him break off his attack. Nomad was near me. He said he was going to try to find out what caused this war. I told him to go for it. He took off in a different direction. I looked back at the battle. The allies had quickly realized that Basara was on our side, probably because he was on an owl. The enemy was getting quite confused by that guy flying around on an owl singing. I'm sure the energy from the song contributed to that. I saw that Basara was trying to create an energy field to force the enemies back. Stardust transformed into a flaming horse in the sky and dove towards a group of the enemies. As they moved to avoid the fire they moved back behind Basara's shield. They soon found their attacks were getting nowhere. Finally they retreated into the distance and the battle was over.

The group of us were heading back to the temple. I wondered where Nomad had gone. I wondered if he had found the source of the problem. I wondered if he might have gotten in trouble. I told Basara I wanted to make sure Nomad was ok. He nodded as I took off. I focused on finding Nomad. I could sense where he had gone. His energy had left a trail. I followed that trail. It led into some foreboding mountains. The terrain reminded me of Mordor from Lord of the Rings. I spotted a tower in the middle of the wasteland. I flew in low to avoid being seen. I could sense something evil inside. And Nomad had gone straight to it. I climbed off of Stardust so I could go in more quietly. I focused deliberately on a cloak over me to hide my energy. I flew up the outside of the tower and looked into a room at the top. I saw Nomad watching a demon I could only think of as Sauron considering the setting. Sauron was looking into a pool of water that reminded me of a pensive from Harry Potter. There was an image of wraiths in it. Wraiths disguised as bat people. So that was the problem. Eliminate those wraiths, end the war. Sauron was talking about blood and death. Nomad had apparently seen enough. He left through a window on the other side of the tower. I wondered how we could get in and off those wraiths without angering the rest of them further. I felt like I was in a twisted game of Assassin's Creed where the corrupt leaders needed to be eliminated to prevent a war. Except there were no Templars, only wraiths. I wondered if there were any local Assassins… I was thinking about that when everything faded to black and I woke.

On the Planet of The Bat-People
We were in the hidden temple on Koomo's planet, the planet of the bat people, standing on the circle in the great chamber. The priest walked to us.
"You have brought allies," he said to me.
"Yes, this-"
"I know who they are," he said.

Three owl creatures, with mammal like faces flew out of the huge rectangular portal on the wall wearing armor and alighted on the floor. "Your steeds are ready," said the priest. We nodded solemnly. We mounted the owls, they took off and we flew into the sky.

Instantly we were in battle. The enemies had orange winged gliders with jetpacks and were dual wielding laser pistols. Our allies were riding the owl creatures wielding tridents. All manner of magic was shooting out of the tridents, lightning, fire, and pure light.
Basara had no weapon. He arms were spread out at his sides, and he was singing. A nearly invisible force field was surrounding him, reminding me of the way heat waves look.
I felt this was not where I was supposed to be. "I have to find the source of this war!" I shouted to Raven.
"Do it!" she shouted back.
I turned my owl down into the forest below, and alighted in a small glen. I closed my eyes and sat down in the grass. I saw I was a bat person, like Koomo's people. I decided to remote view the source of the war.

In the Tower of The Wraith Lord
I was in a tower in a dimly lit room. There were three steps leading up to a dark arch, which was some type of portal. There was a basin of water and a softly glowing white sphere on a stand. A man in a dark robe moved his hands over the water. The man was unaware of me. I knew he was ancient. I didn't understand how he could be so ancient. Then, I saw bones. His flesh was an illusion. His face was pure darkness, like a black hole.
He was mumbling to himself softly in a reedy croaking voice. "Oh, so long have I waited, so long for my soul's desire. So many eons of waiting, so many centuries of biding my time, quietly in the darkness, and now, my great plans are finally coming to fruition. My servants, my pets, you are serving your master well. You please me."
I looked into the water. I saw images of twelve different bat-men, all leaders of countries. Some were dictators, some were leaders of free people, all kinds of leaders, some loved, some reviled, some were being cheered by the people, others were shouting at the people. I saw beneath the projected image of their flesh. They were wraiths cloaked in illusion. They pitted nations against each other, like players of chess. Their agenda was to have the people destroy each other to reduce the global population, so they could then easily enslave the planet.
"Ah, yes, my twelve pets, you are serving your master well. The war rages on. I delight in death. Blood is beautiful."
The scene changed to hundreds of bodies on the ground rotting in the sun. Carrion birds and flies picked at the remains.
He laughed quietly. "Lovely, oh, so lovely. The fools. More corpses will rot, with no one to even burn the bodies."
I felt like sick. I couldn't take anymore. I returned to the glen, and pondered what to do next.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

Originally Posted by Raven Knight

That sounds like a Templar alright... This pic shows a regular Templar with their leader, Robert De Sable in front of him. The screenshot is from Assassin's Creed.

Yeah! But, in my dreams, their crosses are bigger, and their helmets don't cover their whole face, and their armor is really shiny, like chrome. I miss video games a little, but shared lucid dreams is way more kickass!

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Yeah! But, in my dreams, their crosses are bigger, and their helmets don't cover their whole face, and their armor is really shiny, like chrome. I miss video games a little, but shared lucid dreams is way more kickass!

Close enough. I'm convinced you saw Templars. And I do both video games and shared dreaming. Video game obsessions lead to very interesting dreams! I would've missed out on the Assassin's Creed dreams if I hadn't been playing the game! And after the 13th of October be prepared for some post-apocalyptical dreams after a while... I'm getting Fallout 3 Game of the Year edition!

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Whenever I have dreams about people that piss me off in waking life, it's a non-lucid, and the people look realistic. I once had a dream I chopped off Kathie Lee Gifford's head, and it rolled at me down an aisle in a Catholic church angrily. It kept yammering on about a bunch of inane BS.

Note to self- Nomad doesn't like snobby, bitchy newscasters.

Also, Raven, when you get Fallout, DON'T BLOW UP THE BOMB! Wadsworth is to badass to die!

Originally Posted by Raven Knight

Close enough. I'm convinced you saw Templars. And I do both video games and shared dreaming. Video game obsessions lead to very interesting dreams! I would've missed out on the Assassin's Creed dreams if I hadn't been playing the game! And after the 13th of October be prepared for some post-apocalyptical dreams after a while... I'm getting Fallout 3 Game of the Year edition!

I am looking forward to it. I can't play video games right now. I get too obsessed. I will literally play games for 16 hours a day on days when I don't have to work, and 12 on days when I do.

I am trying to focus on other things in life. You, on the other hand, should be playing video games for research. heheh.

Originally Posted by Royalpeach

Note to self- Nomad doesn't like snobby, bitchy newscasters.

A newscaster?

My dreams became full of violence in my mid-twenties when I stopped feeling guilty for being violent in dreams. I would kill entire crowds of people, but it was usually like a gang was trying to jump me, then I would rip all their throats out savagely with me teeth, for example.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

No, he did not. I looked up his DJ, and there was a part he said he didn't remember, and he was speaking in English. (He's from Mexico.) This is why I don't really care to try and "make people lucid" which involves so much more than that.

I mean, if Walms can't remember the dream, and he has excellent recall and LD's every night, man...

People need to have good dream recall. Then we have to locate them, and hopefully they are dreaming, then they have to recognize us, and we have to recognize them. That's asking us to do a lot. I wanted to do this with Walms because he LD's every night.

Raven wanted to try with mowglycdb because he asked her. Unfortunately, he doesn't remember the dream either. I really wish he did! It was a beautiful dream.

I really appreciate everyone's enthusiasm for shared lucid dreaming and a desire to try it. First learn to WILD wherever you want. The other details are in the tutorial.

I am getting about one PM a day from someone asking me to make them lucid, most recently from one person who doesn't have a DJ. I wish people would actually read the whole tutorial before PM'ing things like that because I clearly state in there you should have a DJ. How am I going to recognize you if I know nothing about you?

I also want to know that you have good dream recall, not just for my satisfaction, but I want you to remember these kickass dreams!

I don't want to sound like a prick, but the next time I get one of those make me lucid requests, I am just going to tell them to read the tutorial, and the first page of this DJ. If people actually read that, I wouldn't be getting those requests.

Everyone wants shortcuts in this instant gratification society.

I am not saying this to brag, but I spent a year practicing Astral Projection and Remote Viewing obsessively for about 30 hours a week, with minimal results.

I am sure I can speak for Man of Shred (who has definitely shared dreams) and Raven Knight that all three of us have gone through a lot of personal pain to be able to share dreams. I don't know why that is. I think it's just a principle of life. You have to go through pain to get what you want.

I can remember the last part? Which sucks... a lot.

And I have a theory for the forgetting of dreams, since all of my close calls with people I don't "synch" with, are always forgotten by one of the parties, yet the other one has unusual good recall and vividness that day, I'm thinking that not the two minds build the dream equally, more like one builds 80% and the other only 20%, of course both have their unique dream, but even so that doesn't mean there is no interaction involved. If we think about this, the mind that is creating more from the dream would have it harder to recall. That of course is just a theory... about a theory lol

Also, the newbies attack? Just redirect them with a copy/paste reply.

And only a year and you already that good!? Amazing, simply amazing, also that you three guys practice SD consistently, is something I would like to do... but generally forget <.<
Mostly end up doing other things and only got 2 confirmed with family and 1 really similar one with someone on MM, and a lot of close calls with that same person, but the recall problem arised.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

A newscaster?

My dreams became full of violence in my mid-twenties when I stopped feeling guilty for being violent in dreams. I would kill entire crowds of people, but it was usually like a gang was trying to jump me, then I would rip all their throats out savagely with me teeth, for example.

So quite simply, they had it coming!

And Kathie Lee Gifford is a talk show host...

Originally Posted by Walms

And only a year and you already that good!? Amazing, simply amazing, also that you three guys practice SD consistently, is something I would like to do... but generally forget <.<

I have been practicing lucid dreaming and shared dreaming for somewhere around 15 years. It took me forever to get to where I could do lucid dreaming, then even longer before I started truely sharing dreams with my ex boyfriend (my current boyfriend at the time). I don't think it's common to learn these things in just a year. Nomad would have to be the exception there! It only happened this fast with me this time because I had done it before! It was like falling off a bike... you never forget how! I am slowly getting some of my older dreams posted in a dream journal called Raven Knight's Dream Origins (link below). Read those if you want to see how crazy my first lucid dream attempts were! And those are just the highlights! I left out a lot of dreams that made no sense!

Originally Posted by Walms

I can remember the last part? Which sucks... a lot.

And I have a theory for the forgetting of dreams, since all of my close calls with people I don't "synch" with, are always forgotten by one of the parties, yet the other one has unusual good recall and vividness that day, I'm thinking that not the two minds build the dream equally, more like one builds 80% and the other only 20%, of course both have their unique dream, but even so that doesn't mean there is no interaction involved. If we think about this, the mind that is creating more from the dream would have it harder to recall. That of course is just a theory... about a theory lol

Also, the newbies attack? Just redirect them with a copy/paste reply.

And only a year and you already that good!? Amazing, simply amazing, also that you three guys practice SD consistently, is something I would like to do... but generally forget <.<
Mostly end up doing other things and only got 2 confirmed with family and 1 really similar one with someone on MM, and a lot of close calls with that same person, but the recall problem arised.

Well, that year, was over ten years ago. I have been practicing RV/AP off and on since then, but not as intensely. I also have been practicing lucid dreaming for years.

I think the coolest thing about our shared dream, Walms, was you said something to Raven in Spanish, and neither of us can speak it, but mowglycdb translated it after she posted it.

Originally Posted by Robo

12.10.2009

I spotted Nomad (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
[/COLOR]Most of my dream is a jumbled mess, but I do remember this distinct tidbit. at another point, I felt like I was in the tower, there where mattalic panaling, it reminded me of what a space station would look like there where some beds It must've been the sick bay I saw nomad sitting on one of the beds, he was wearing a white robe, kind've like an assassins, and there was a woman sitting next to him, I couldn't tell if it was raven or Selene. though the more I think about it, the more I think it was Selene. It didn't seem like they noticed me, they where talking to each other, then I left, I had no control over this, my subconscious was in control of my minds location. I don't remember more about this dream, but I am happy that I got into the tower and spotted nomad.

excerpt from the DJ of Nomad:
I teleported into the sick bay of the Tower. A medical droid was helping Selene with physical therapy. She was using a walker. I felt upset. I didn't know she was so sick. She looked up from the floor at me. "Hi," she smiled. "don't worry about me. I'll be back to normal soon."
The female voice of the Tower's computer said to me: Selene was poisoned in the other plane. She is being detoxified. Selene is 85% full health.
"Thank you, Computer. Selene, I have to go now. Do you want anything?"
"Yes. Mushroom soup!"
"Okay," I laughed. I teleported out of the tower, and found some mushrooms under a rotten log in the biodome. I rinsed off the mushrooms with magic, and a bowl of steaming mushroom soup appeared in my hands. I teleported back to Selene. She was half-reclining in bed.
"Thank you, dear," she smiled at me. "You can just set it on the table there. I'm kind of tired still." She passed out. I stroked her jet black hair, and kissed her forehead.



WOOHOO!

Next time say hi! Were you that medical droid? haha. I thought there was someone behind me, a male, but I didn't pay attention, because I was worried about Selene. Cool, huh!
Rock on, Robo!!!

Woa that is so cool man.

And Nomad, could I just ask, what time (and time-zone) do you sleep at?

Cause I just realised time-zones might be a problem.

EDIT: just read up on it, and apparently it doesn't matter.

Originally Posted by Raven Knight

And Kathie Lee Gifford is a talk show host...

Newscaster, talk show host, snobby bitch... same difference

Hey nomad. you showed up in my dreams last night.

Oh and the Ravens from the shamanic forum are focusing on the moon due to the recent NASA bombing on the moon. See you both there. You will finally get to meet Lonewolf.

I would have said hi, but It felt like I was still attached to my physical body, and if I moved I am fairly sure I would have woken up, It was like a vivid hallucination, like the bike garage dream I had a couple days ago, I was lucid for that dream, but I couldn't do anything because of the body attachment thing that was going on.

I felt like I was looking down at you from an angle, but you where focused on Selene so you didn't notice me, funny eh?

12.10.2009

Massholes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving a big truck on Cape Cod in Massachusetts. I was going way too fast down the curvy roads like a Masshole, jerking the shifter fluidly.
Some guy in the passenger seat was gesticulating wildy telling me about some crazy dream he had. Then, he started bragging about some hot chick he was dancing with in the club on Friday. I was chewing tobacco. I had my spit cup in a makeshift cup holder with a lot of duct tape on it.
"Dammit, I forgot my coffee... Where is my coffee? Shit. Oh well."
The guy in the passenger seat stopped talking for a second.

"Let's go to Dunkin Donuts!" he said excitedly. "Hey man," I said seriously as I turned to him, "fuck Dunkin Donuts. Dunkin Donuts will rape your wallet, dumbass. Imagine all these fatass Massholes, they spend, say, just five bucks at Dunkin Donuts every weekday. That's a hundred dollars a month, over twelve hundred dollars a year."
"Holy, shit."
"Holy shit is right. I'll make my own goddamned coffee, and if I forget it at home, Dunkin Donuts can kiss my ass."
We parked the truck at my old house on Ashumet road in Mashpee, and hopped out. There was a big logo of two bold white letters outlined in gold :WN. The slogan said in loopy cursive: We chop shit up, and other shit.

I pulled a pack of cigarettes out of my breast pocket, and reached down in my hip pocket.
"Dammit! Hey, Alfie, you got a lighter," I said to the other guy.
"I don't smoke, dumbass."
"Don't blow smoke up my ass, fucker. You mean you don't smoke cigarettes." We both laughed, and began unloading a bunch of logs into my backyard.
"Good pun," he said.
"Hey, fuck you man, I don't make puns, I'm just a funny fucker, let's just get that straight right now."

Someone stepped out of the house. He was wearing a light green t-shirt, jeans, and had a scruffy beard and unkempt hair. He was drinking a cheap bottle of beer.
"Ey, Joey," I said, to him, "you got a goddamn lighter on you?"
"Shuah," he said in a strong Masshole accent, and tossed me a green oblong lighter. I caught it in midair, and lit up. "Hey, you want a cig, Joey?"
"Naw, fuck that shit, I'm trying to quit."
"Well good shit, then do it."
"Fuck yeah!" he said.
"Help us unload this shit."
Joey started to help us unload.
"Joey, you going to let this guy tell you what to do, or what? Just because he's older than you?" asked Alfie.
"Hey Alfie, shut the fuck up. All that weed you've been smokin', comes from this fucker. You like smokin' weed Alfie?"
"Fuck, no!" We laughed.

"Hey! You know what, shut the fuck up if you like your job, and shut the fuck up if you don't. Chuck these goddamned logs like the little bitch that you are. I want to get this shit done, and get to the goddamned bah before the goddamned sun sets. I hate these goddamned short winter days. It's so fuckin' depressing."
"Alright, old man," said Alfie to me, "you are going to start talking about why Hawai'i is so much better than Mass?"
"Fuck yeah it is, you little snot-nosed shit. Fuckin blues skies, warm weather all day. Chicks from every race in the world wandering around in bikinis. Goddammit, I gotta get back somehow. And, I may be older than you, but I already look younger. When you are forty-eight years old, and have a hot little 20 year old daughter, I am going to be bangin' her in the back seat of the car you bought her for college."
"Hey, fuck you, man!"
We were done unloading the wood. I tossed the last log on the pile. "'Hey fuck you, man!' " I mocked. "That the best you can do, sweet cheeks?" Joey laughed. "Hop in, little shit. Let's go have a goddamned drink. I thirst like an Irish sailor."
"You are an Irish sailor, ya drunken mick."
"Exactly. And you, are a greasy ass wop." The three of us jumped in the truck.
As I started it, I asked Joey, "Ey, killah, you got any goddam j's on ya?"
"But of course," said Joey in a faux English accent as he flipped open a cigarette case full of j's, and handed me one.
I gave it to Alfie. "Hey light this shit, will ya, then pass it over to the man." We pulled out of the driveway and drove toward the bah.
"Ey, you're alright boss," said Alfie.
"Hey fuck you. I'm an asshole."
"No, you're a Masshole."
"Hey fuck that shit. I'm not from here."
"Well, you sound like it by now, maddafakka."

I inhaled deeply and as I exhaled, squinting, I said theatrically, "I am Kain! I am a restless wanderer on the face of the earth, cursed from birth. To wander is destiny. To be still is stagnant. Pain is temporary, life is futile. Eat drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die!"
"You're nuts," said Alfie.
"Shut the fuck up, and hit this shit," I said as I passed him the joint, and we all laughed.

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

Dream 3: I'm on the highway driving a car. I spot a rest area and decide to park there. I park up the road a bit and I spot a white truck with the words 'Waking Nomad" painted on the side. I spot WN standing by the truck and i walk to greet him. Someone is with him... Richard. I say my hello's and Richard scoffs and says "you're to young Rob, i can't hang with you" then he points to WN "And you, you're too old".

Nomad shrugs and makes a comment back making richard look like a fool by his statement. Me and Nomad just look at eachother and laugh.

Why do we keep having these non-lucids together? We gotta make each other lucid!

MoSh and Nomad shared dream #2.

Originally Posted by Robo

I would have said hi, but It felt like I was still attached to my physical body, and if I moved I am fairly sure I would have woken up, It was like a vivid hallucination, like the bike garage dream I had a couple days ago, I was lucid for that dream, but I couldn't do anything because of the body attachment thing that was going on.

I felt like I was looking down at you from an angle, but you where focused on Selene so you didn't notice me, funny eh?

Try and move the next time. You'll only wake up if you think about your physical body too much.

alright nomad, I'll definitely give it a shot if it happens again.

oh and I edited my post in my dream journal, I didn't see your reply, despite how huge it was XD

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Why do we keep having these non-lucids together? We gotta make each other lucid!

MoSh and Nomad shared dream #2.

Interesting. I've noticed that too. so we both saw a sign. mine said "waking Nomad" and you saw "WN" and a slogan. Both dreams had a truck.

Your convo about Dunkin Doughnuts... I actually had the exact same conversation with a friend of mine years ago. We were talking about Tim Hortons (the canadian version of DD). He had told me the exact same thing. Why I mention this is: A few days ago in my DJ I noticed how our dreams deliberately manifest as various facts that we have come across and forgotten about. The mind then re integrates those facts from memories and places them in the dream. That conversation indicates you were dreaming about a random fact from my unconcious, and placed in your dream.

I'll also note in your dream you had a friend you knew who was being a bit of a dick. In my dream it was MY friend who was being a bit of a dick. And in both dreams you tooled on them.

Peachy creeped

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

Interesting. I've noticed that too. so we both saw a sign. mine said "waking Nomad" and you saw "WN" and a slogan. Both dreams had a truck.

Your convo about Dunkin Doughnuts... I actually had the exact same conversation with a friend of mine years ago. We were talking about Tim Hortons (the canadian version of DD). He had told me the exact same thing. Why I mention this is: A few days ago in my DJ I noticed how our dreams deliberately manifest as various facts that we have come across and forgotten about. The mind then re integrates those facts from memories and places them in the dream. That conversation indicates you were dreaming about a random fact from my unconcious, and placed in your dream.

I'll also note in your dream you had a friend you knew who was being a bit of a dick. In my dream it was MY friend who was being a bit of a dick. And in both dreams you tooled on them.

Absolutely fascinating!

When I lived in Massachusetts, I became a bit of a dick like the rest of those Massholes, and also from being in the military. That kid was my employee in the dream. You were Alfie, for some reason.

I fell asleep with my light / sound machine and went into a WILD. I wanted to try to do some healing on my friend Allison so I decided to do that first…

I focused on picturing Allison and me in the biodome in the area that looks like the Glen of Healing. Allison was sleeping peacefully on a bed of green grass. I went over to her and focused on the song Voices from the Macross Plus soundtrack. The song played and golden energy flowed through Allison. It seemed to wash some dark stuff out of her. I let the song play again until there didn't seem to be any more crap to wash out. I stood there watching her for a minute after the song ended. I was thinking maybe I could get her into a lucid dream. I thought a bit more. I decided it would be more important for her to remember the dream than for it to be a lucid one. Maybe if we did something really cool…

I touched Allison on her shoulder to try to gently wake her up. She finally sat up and looked at me. She said she didn't want to go to class today. She said she really didn't feel like listening to Loserraga talk all class long. I said I agreed with that thought… let's ditch. I said I knew something more interesting to do… and it involved dragons. She looked at me strangely. She said dragons are cool…

Note: In some dreams prior to posting on DV or MM I dreamed about a golden dragon. I had several dreams about this golden dragon in which I released him from a prison he had been trapped in. This dragon has appeared in my dreams periodically since then…

I thought maybe I could summon the golden dragon from my past dreams. That would be perfect. I focused on calling out to the great golden dragon. I could hear something big moving in the trees. Allison looked towards the sound and stepped back. I told her not to worry, the dragon is a friend. I wanted to introduce her to him. The dragon emerged into the clearing. He was huge… and amazing. A huge golden Charizard. The dragon came over to us and looked at me closely. He flamed me slightly. Allison looked shocked. I told her not to worry about it… Charizard was just angry at me for ignoring him for too long. The flame had felt slightly warm but it hadn't burned me. I asked Allison if she wanted to take a ride. She said yes. Charizard got down so that we could climb onto his back. I let Allison get on in front of me because I thought it might make the dream a bit more intense. If it was intense enough maybe she would remember it. Charizard took off into the sky. He sure did make an intense ride of it. I noticed Allison had a sword. She said something about enemies. I didn't see any enemies. Shortly after that Allison disappeared. Apparently she had awakened or at least lost the dream. I enjoyed the ride on Charizard for a bit longer before everything around me faded to black and I woke.

Originally Posted by WarriorTiger

NOTE: This is a shared dream with Raven. I also don’t remember too much and I wasn’t lucid.

I had started at Stonehenge but quickly was somewhere else. I was wielding a sword. The sword had been given to me by my father. I was wearing the king’s armor; a shiny silver plate mail shirt with a lion’s head engraved in it. I needed to find Merlin; he is a powerful mage healer. I didn’t know why, I just knew I needed too.

NOTE: At some point I met up with Raven but don’t remember how.

I was flying on a dragon; a majestic gold dragon. The wind whipped at my face and I looked down to see the tops of the trees. Raven was seated behind me. Long golden blond hair was around her, a contrast to the red velvet dress she was wearing. A battle was going to take place soon. I wanted to be there.

NOTE: I am hoping that by reading Raven's journal entry I will remember more of the dream.

Another successful shared dream!

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

Interesting. I've noticed that too. so we both saw a sign. mine said "waking Nomad" and you saw "WN" and a slogan. Both dreams had a truck.

Your convo about Dunkin Doughnuts... I actually had the exact same conversation with a friend of mine years ago. We were talking about Tim Hortons (the canadian version of DD). He had told me the exact same thing. Why I mention this is: A few days ago in my DJ I noticed how our dreams deliberately manifest as various facts that we have come across and forgotten about. The mind then re integrates those facts from memories and places them in the dream. That conversation indicates you were dreaming about a random fact from my unconcious, and placed in your dream.

I'll also note in your dream you had a friend you knew who was being a bit of a dick. In my dream it was MY friend who was being a bit of a dick. And in both dreams you tooled on them.

I just remembered something funny: The way the letters looked was like this sign on Cape Cod that was actually a WM, which stands for Waste Management.