The Nomad Chronicles

[I]Okay... So vividity is not a "real" word. It's a dream word, so fuck you! :cheeky: This was the most vivid lucid dream of my entire life. It's because I removed my Blur Lens.[/I]
SUPERLUCID

I am practicing a parkour technique I just created in this dream called gliding. It’s running without bouncing up and down. I am at my house, which in my dreams, is always a different house. Somehow I know it’s mine. I am outside in the yard, gliding to the door, a few inches above the ground, taking impossibly long strides. Then, I realize it’s physically impossible, and I must be dreaming, even though it’s super vivid. It’s 100% clear, just like real life.

It’s a balmy night here in tropical dream land. I look up at the sky, and levitate about 40 feet off of the ground. I notice a tree I am looking at starts to fade. I often focus intently on things in dreams to make my dream more vivid. I look at the sky. The clouds passing in front of the moon look amazing. Stars are out, bigger and brighter than in waking life. A moth flutters across my field of vision. I am amazed by its perfect flight and detail.

The tree below is still fading into darkness and blurriness somehow. “Should I go to the Moon? No. I have to make this dream more vivid first. Just be patient, and enjoy the moment. It’s a beautiful dream.”

I float down about fifteen feet until I can see the Moon behind the tree. The brightness of the moon makes the edges of the leaves and shapes in the tree sharpen. A zephyr blows by and the leaves blow in the wind, so perfectly vivid, it’s like magic. Now there is nothing blurry in this dream. It looks exactly like waking life. EXACTLY.

A swarm of gnats suddenly is flying around my left forearm. I somehow associate this with discomfort from the physical plane bleeding over into this one. I suddenly feel an obnoxiously intense itch on my leg. I know it’s my physical body. I can’t help it. I wake up, and scratch.

[I]Lessons Learned and Commentary: I fell asleep in the living room at my sister's place. I woke up at 3 am, and went home. I then read one of my dreams from almost two years ago where I had an amazingly successful WILD. Uncannily, I perfectly described my last lover. (Not Angel, we broke up, but it's cool.)

I don't remember if I did WILD or not, but I did induce a lucid dream! I have released my fear of getting obsessed with my magnificent dreams, which has allowed perfect clarity in dreams, exactly like waking life. Most "regular" (not Deep Dream State) lucid dreams with me being outside at night. I usually try to fly to the moon, always unsuccessfully. This time, I just decided to be in the moment, and enjoy the beauty around me. You see, I have been working on making my regular LD's just like my Deep Dream State dreams. I am teaching my lucid mind all the things my Delta mind knows. So, it's like I am starting all over again, but I know everything I need to to get to the point where I want to go because I am already there!

I am excited about this type of lucidity. One mistake I made was I went to bed dirty. That's why I was itchy. I know it's gross, but I keeps it real. I usually shower before bed, but I crashed at my sister's place blah blah blah. Anyway, it makes me realize how important it is to dull any stimulus from your physical body. Be comfortable, clean, wear earplugs, and a blindfold or sleep mask. If your place is noisy play some music, or turn on a fan to mask the noise. These simple things are very important to extend LD time.

Another thing I learned is that not only do I have a certain sleep cycle where I have more LD's, it's always around a certain time! It's always around 7AM, even if I stay up late or whatever. I am on Spring Break. That means a lot of sleeping in, and a lot of LD's!

I have accomplished my goal of making my dreams as clear as waking life. My new goal is to stay in a lucid dream as long as I can. [/I]

I was in a very long vivid HH state deliberately. I was dancing on the edge of sleep.

A woman came to me. She is a remote viewer on our side hiding in a pocket dimension. To access it, the code word is: Ohio Stain.

This is what she told me.

It was so vivid, I simply accepted the reality of it upon waking.

They will train us in the ways of walking the fine line between waking and sleeping.

NOTES

Raven and I meet on the Moon. We are so somber, we don't speak.

She slowly walks to me, and gives me a hug. I start crying.

"I am so worried about Sachi and her family. All of Japan... the whole world is going to shit..." I tell her.

"Let's do the only thing we can, Nomad." I nod.

She opens a portal to Fukushima. Q, Washu, Janet, Q10, and Xaphor follow.

We stand in the middle of the fifty men on a suicide mission, and connect them to the higher entities.

These men look like demon samurai.

They are leaping into a strange glowing hellish orb.

"May these true heroes find the best possible solution, I pray to the sentient entities."

I feel strange knowledge being channeled through my arms like power.

I scream in frustration.

"We've done everything we can," says Xaphor. Time to go.

NO NO WE HAVE TO HELP PEOPLE FIND THE SURVIVORS, WE HAVE TO HELP FIND THE BODIES. THEY ARE GOING TO ROT AND MAKE PEOPLE SICK.

Raven vomits at this thought.

"You okay."

"Yeah... let's go."

I open a portal into the dreams of the rescue workers trying to dig people out, and search for survivors in broken buildings...

I am in thousand of nightmares at once. I feel like my soul is on fire. I feel like I am dying. I feel like I am in hell, and I will be in hell forever.

I SCREAM IN SHEER TERROR.

I know nothing. No thought or emotion. Only pure terror is left.

I feel someone tackle me into a portal....

I end up in the Healing Glen.... Raven is next to me....

We are puking dark energy...

I feel Xaphor and the presence of others healing us.

I cry myself to sleep in the Healing Glen. I fee the Frost Giant pick me up as if I am a small child, and set me down in his cave.

I float up out of my bed. I see a bunch of demons around me. They look benevolent. hmmm..

I walk to the mirror, and see my demon face in it. I laugh. He reaches through and grabs me. I am yanked into another dream... a Colloseum in Hell.

I battle my demon self, and kick his ass, then I absorb him.

I go to the Hades where Raven, Angel, and I (one more person, I forgot who) are rulers of it.

I make the templars pick more flowers for a hellish bouquet of DOOM.

Raven reminds me we are supposed to go see the Big Guy.

We go, he says I am infected.

We do healing in the Glen.

A bunch of red and dark energy parasites squirm out, and are eaten by lizards and toads.

Planet Moon is under massive attack by Dark Templars riding android horses with glowing red eyes.

Moon Orcs and Moon Dragons fight back.

The people of Hollow Moon pour out. The look like burning shadows. fucking terrifying. It seems as if they have a fire energy core in a dark energy skin. They slash the Templars.

I become consumed with dark energy. I cackle maniacally and morph into a werewolf. My symbiote giggles incessantly. I form a storm inside my belly, and shooting dark energy tentacles at all the Templars, then channel lightning down my tentacles. The Templars get electrocuted, and I spin them, tossing them into different dimensions.

The King of Hollow Moon says we must leave for we attracted the invaders.

I refuse.

He says we can move our entire dreamscape Planet Moon off the old Moon with just a thought.

I move Planet Moon off of the old Moon, right next to it.

The King grunts in approval, then shakes my hand, and nods.

I stare at the two moons: One Green, one Grey.

I stare in silence for what feels like hours or even days.

I watch all the life on both Moons.

Then, I see the entire universe is teeming with life, but we can only perceive an tiny percentage. I see creatures like plankton swimming through space.

I ask Xaphor if many people may now be able to perceive the Green Moon.

He whispers: many.

NOTES

Dark Vegeta.

On the Moon.

Raven passes out, and gets kidnaped by an imp to a pocket dimension. Xaphor and a Wyrm called ViRUS help me.

We go down the wormhole.

Raven is tied to a board, and is being carried by a procession of goblins to a sacrificial stone on a hill. A battle ensues.

I make my symbiote merge with my energy shield to absorb the attacks as I protect Raven. I teleport she and I away to the Healing Glen in Arctica.

The Frost Giant says her aura is infected. Another version of Raven appears and plays music. She's an angelic version.

***

abridged

I am in New Eden with Raven. She looks fucking real. In fact everything does. Not just vivid. FUCKING REAL. IT'S BLOWING MY FUCKING MIND.

I listen to Raven's heartbeat of her dream body. It sounds like a heartbeat... with music. I look at Raven's face. She looks fucking real.

I roll around on the grass, and lick it.

Raven: what are you doing, Nomad?

IT'S FUCKING REAL IT'S FUCKING REAL EVERYTHING IS REAL HYU IS RIGHT HOLY SHIT!

I laugh and cry. The emotion I feel I have never felt in waking life. It's a dream emotion. The best way I can describe it is: wonder, amazement, madness, grief and SHEER FUCKING TERROR.

I roll around, and the dream wraps around me like a salvia trip. I am falling through a psychedelic wormhole.

Somehow the music I am listening to right now as I write this DJ is playing in my FUCKING DREAM.

I turn into a large rakshasa and land in the Outback.

I run through dreams, kicking ass and taking names.

NOTES

Raven and I meet on the Moon. She asks if she can come to Hawaii.

We go into the astral plane of Hawaii, then the dream plane.

We go swimming underwater with the animals.

We swim in lava. I am terrified, but Raven doesn't seem to mind. We can see through it.

***

MoSh and I are walking on a sidewalk talking about dreams. He is kicking a can. I pick it up and throw it away. He gets mad.

We morph into a naga and jaguar and battle. the sidewalk becomes the Amazon.

***

Selene and I are sitting on the Mountain near the tranquil pool where Angel and I used to sit. Selene and I are watching the earth rise. I feel Angel watching us from behind. She realizes I am aware of her. She quietly sits down next to Selene, and we watch the earth rise together in silence. Then, the sun rises. I look at Angel. Her face looks so crisp and real. She looks melancholy yet serene. She fades away. Just Selene and I remain.

We stand up, and embrace. The Biodome is no longer a dome. The Biodome is New Eden.

I feel Selene so real and close to me. I feel a strange steady individual love, one that is unique and knowable only to her and me. I caress her thick black hair. She rest her head in the crook of my neck, and we close our eyes, yet I can see in now a different way.

We kiss, and her lips feel perfectly real.

I open my eyes, and look into her magnificent dark brown almost black eyes in her pale face. I examine every detail. I don't want to forget.

"This is real."

"Yes," she whispers.
[I]
"This is my real life.
The other one is a passing dream.
While we are living the other
this one seems a dream.[/I]"

"You remember!" she softly smiles and a tear rolls down her cheek. "You taught me that when we were children."

"Who wrote it?"

"You did, Nomad. You wrote in a past life in France, so we would always remember each other, so you would always remember how real you are, and how real I am."

NO FUCKING RECALL DUE TO BEING INCREDIBLY BUSY.

my life is dream

I leap out of bed. Enemies are surrounding me in a circle. Cyborg astral demons. “I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR, SHIT, FUCKERS!”

We all attack simultaneously. I stop time. I shoot astral tentacles at them, and rip their evil cyborg hearts out, and pull their armor and weapons on to me. I let go of time. The lasers bounce off my new cyborg armor. I look out the window. It’s a lush jungle. Where the fuck am I?

Holy shit. I am on the Moon, in the City of Nowhere. Fuck this mayor shit. Here I am King and God. I fly though the roof of the pyramid I am in, and hover above the city.

Citizens and denizens of Nowhere, I now proclaim myself King of Nowhere, as I am God of Nothing, makes sense right... haha.

Something tackles me into a portal. I battle with this creature, a croc-man. Soulgawn? Father? NO! He slams his fist into my jaw, breaking it. Your uncle, his evil twin, nephew. He bites down on my neck in face. I scream in terror, then I transform into a swarm of flesh eating beetles and crawl into his gut, eating him from the inside out. He roars in pain, and rips me from his stomach, flinging me into another portal.

****

I heal myself, and Pixy heals me in the strange dark wormhole, before I land at MoSh’s house. No, it’s my house. MoSh is crying uncontrollably. I am stunned.

He looks up at me. “It’s Asuka, she’s dead.”

He looks so real. Suddenly, the dream is torn. I see Xaphor’s face. ‘NONE OF THIS IS REAL!”
We are in a war zone in a city. Xaphor grabs my wrist and teleports us to a high bell tower. We have to keep going up and out, he says. He lines up about fifteen portals.

“Now, keep track of my energy. Summon Jo. It’s going to be a wild ride.”

I summon my astral pet, Jo. He becomes a giant war pig with armor, and machine guns on his tusks, and rockets on his side. “Hold on,” Jo growls.

Xaphor turns quickly and blasts green goo at the oncoming enemies. We fly through many portals, and many dreams. We land on the Moon... no we are on the Moon? I am blind! Images?

I can see! Xaphor rips off a virtual reality helmet and smashes it. “Interesting invention, but it got infected. I told you not to fuck around with VR in a dream, Nomad. It’s too confusing. Let’s go find MoSh.

We go to BanyanLand. MoSh and Asuka are there, but wait he’s with Selene? No. None of them are real. Xaphor scans me. “Dammit, you have bugs infesting your dream body projecting illusions in front of you. Hold on. Xaphor turns into a ladybug like creature, and runs around in my dream body, eating all the bugs.”

Now I can really see!

I teleport to MoSh. We are in BanYanLand high up in a tree room. He is cooking breakfast. Selene and Asuka are sitting there. There are two children playing. Raven is outside talking to Basara and Link.

“Everything okay?” I ask.

‘Yeah,” MoSh says, “I think so.” He serves us breakfast. I see everyone in the room as different flaws in their auras. We eat. Everyone’s energy improves. Asuka gives everyone cookies and ice cream.

I suggest relaxing and enjoying the view instead of going to the healing glen. I trust the ambient energy of the nature will heal us. Raven starts humming quietly. We all hum and sing. It’s sounds beautiful. I realize Basara is somehow leading us.

I go to sleep.

Dragon Chronicles

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

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

It’s Hyu.

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

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

Fuckers.

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

“It’s always a shared dream.”

“But you’re not a DC? Are you? No.”

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

“Why did you do that?”

“For my ego. These people like me.”

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

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

“Cool man!”

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

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

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

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

“Oh... To the DRAGONS!’

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

Throughout this dream, I am flipping back between two worlds.

This World

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

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

FLIP

Other World

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

[IMG]http://www.williamstout.com/wizards.jpg[/IMG]

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

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

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

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

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

[B]"It's OPEN WAR, MOTHERFUCKERS!"[/B]

I am standing on a mountainside looking at the ocean, painting a landscape. I also practice drawing and sculpture.

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

I am meditating in my meditation room in BanYanLand.

DJ Sabertooth walks in and laughs at me. "What?"

"Why are you sending your astral body out of your dream body?"

"I didn't know I was doing that. Weird."

"Come back to Planet Moon."

"Is that what it's called?"

I am meditating in my meditation room in BanYanLand.

DJ Sabertooth walks in and laughs at me. "What?"

"Why are you sending your astral body out of your dream body?"

"I didn't know I was doing that. Weird."

"Come back to Planet Moon."

"Is that what it's called?"

"Well, now that you and Raven and the others have terraformed it. It's brimming with life. It's amazing. The Biodome really is unecessary now, as far as holding life, but it will forever be your great fortress on the Moon. Do you realize this is going to be here forever! I am not going to let you forget next lifetime. I am going to come to you in your dreams in between lifetimes, and the next ones. I am not going to let you forget!" he says, grinning at me.

He grabs my wrist, and we go flying into the sky. He opens up a portal with the name: Dragons. We are flying as big cats. He is a sabertooth, and I am a black jaguar. In the wormhole, we transform into a golden dragon, and I am a violet dragon.

We land in a bright green land. Everything looks perfect. The place is brimming with life. I roll around in the grass like a dog. It feels amazing. "What is this place?"

"Teraluna!" says the voice of a red dragon.

I look up and see Xaphor descending from the sky.

He has something in his arm. It’s a baby dragon.

“You are to train and raise this child, and when it is ready, give him to Hyu in a shared dream. “His name is Xylon. He is an interdimensional being, a real entity. One day he will be an amazing dream guide for you in your next lifetime. Better than even I. You will show him everything you know about dreams, and he will remember, and tell it to you next lifetime. At a certain point, Hyu is going to train him in the way of dragons, for he is a True Dragon. You are a False Dragon as you are also a False God. The fool can be false-anything, and dragons can shapeshift, but you two have different soulds.”

“Sould?”

“A sould’ is a certain type of soul. You don’t have the word in your language any more, because your culture forgot about types of souls. Anyway, that’s not what important. What’s important is that you need to view Hyu.” (The way he said view, it had a deeper meaning, but I can’t really translate it, since he was talking telepathically, which is more in images and ideas.)


“So, Xaphor, why is this important?”

“Don’t you realize he is just like you? Why else is he walking the same sacred path of the ancient shaman dream warriors? Finding his lost love, his lost dream guide, his lost lovers. Realizing the reality of the dream plane. Actually understanding, and seeing with nine eyes. It’s already past due time. Don’t worry about if he will remember. You have a mission, a purpose for being here, for this place is a parallel universe to the one of Urth. This Teraluna is the twinner of Planet Moon. Teraluna though, is far more ancient in this universe, and does not remember being barren. Now, go see Hyu.”

I see him is sleeping in a cave, a red dragon, like Xaphor about half a mile away. I teleport to him, and chuff. He yawns in his sleep and rolls over.

Yuya walks to us. She is really tall right now, about sixty feet.

“He is having a dream within a dream,” she chuckles. “He always turns into a dragon when he does that.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know.”

Selene appears and looks curiously at Yuya.

I growl quietly and nose at Hyu. He wakes up. His bright yellow eyes bug out when he sees the three of us.

“I was dreaming I was back on earth, at school, living my life, and I wake up here? What is a dream and what is not?”

“Don’t worry about that right now,” I laugh.

Hyu seems to be content with that answer.

“I am going to show you the land of dragons,” I say without knowing really why.

I pat him on the back, and point at a tiny black dot in the sky hiding inside of a cloud. We leap into the air, and our leathery wings billow in a stiff breeze.

“I breathe fire!” Hyu shouts exultantly while spinning. He breathes fire, and it blows back in his face a little, and he laughs. “What do you breathe?”

“Ice, water, fire, steam!” I shoot ice bullets, and pour a flood out of my mouth, then fire balls, and a blast of exploding steam. “We can be whatever kind of dragons we want to, brother! Head for the cloud there.”

Hyu changes colors as he changes into many types of dragons.

We fly into the cloud, which is apparently shaped like a bowl inside of which is a floating island. On it is a white stone city of dragons. It’s amazingly huge. The closer we get to the island, we realize it is the size of a continent.

We land on a platform, and there is an old dragon-man with glasses and a book. He tells us to sign in. We use our breath, and burn our names into a book with wooden pages. We write in another language made of spirals and dots mainly, with some slash marks.

“Welcome to the Land of the Dragons. This continent floats above the planet of Teraluna hidden in a cloud. We are vigilant, ancient, and powerful. We could easily rule Teraluna, but we want the inhabitants to be free. Unfortunately not all are. We want to aid, but the people that live on the surface must learn how to have peace on their own, and fight for their right to be free. To aid too much would be like enlarging the hole of a cocoon that a butterfly is struggling to crawl out of. But, enough of that. We will now show you the our most beautiful paradise we have crafted with our very souls. Much of this is synthetic, but we have one rule: All must be beautiful.”

We walk out from under some trees and stop. There is a city all around us. It’s made of some beautiful white stone with hints of pinks and yellows. There are vines hanging from the rooftops grown down walls, and vines growing up walls. Plants are growing everywhere. They don’t seem to be manicured at all. Dragons fly back and forth between the dwellings. I then realize this city is carved from the solid rock of the land itself.

“There is more.”

We go to a museum, a chemical lab, an electrical lab. (This part of the dream was long, but I don’t have time to write it all.)

“In our land, we study energy and the way it moves, for all is energy. We look for patterns, and see the cycles in all things. In this way, we are able to intercept some energy, and move it right along seamlessly. We collect ambient electrons from the air, and use them to power whatever we want. It’s so easy.”

“What’s your name, Sir?”

“You may call me Scribe.”

“Aye. Scribe-”

“Ahem, the True Dragon has a question,” he says, motioning to Hyu which I find mildly annoying. Hyu looks at me, and I shrug my shoulders.

“How do I find my dragon father?” Hyu asks.

“You will find him whenever you want. But, you have this look on your face that tells me you are not going to remember this dream right now. Save that mission for a WILD.”

“Now, False Dragon, ask away.”

“I forgot was I going to say,” I sulk.

“Now, stop being a silly child and don’t sulk in the museum. It’s disrespectful.”

“I-”

“Sh! Ask.”

“Um... is this more real that waking life?”

“Yes, of course it is! What’s the real question?”

“Can I lose my waking life lucidity?”

“Well, silly boy, you used to be asleep for a long time! Do you remember? You only really started waking up when you almost died. Actually, you did die, for a second there. Ha ha. You don’t remember. Well, it doesn’t really matter. When you almost went to sleep, it made you begin to become lucid in your waking life more and more. You are on the path to Total Lucidity, but it will take you decades to master, but you can, Nomad. Some people can lose lucidity completely. This is when they become drones and wonder where the past twenty years went when they have a mid-life crisis. This is actually a process of waking up. Some people go back to sleep, others wake up, and begin to really enjoy the dream which is waking life. We are all happy here, for dragons are dreamers. We are the Master of The Dream, the Great Dream which is Dreaming us up right now!”

He grins, and his face gets bigger, and I am suddenly in some crazy Alex Grey world... .EYES SO MANY EYES... distance... space... points... moving ... lines... energy...

I explode and implode at the same time.

I tumble through a wormhole, and land on the Moon with Hyu, and DJ Sabertooth. We stand up, and dust ourselves off.

“Where are we?”

“The Green Moon, Planet Moon!” I shout.

“What it’s all grey...”

“Alter your perception.”

We suddenly see Planet Moon, and we are smack in the middle of it. We are surrounded by jungle and waterfalls. There are ziggurats in the distance. I show him to the Biodome. It lets us in, and the AI smiles warmly at Hyu.

“See, we made this. You can make this on Teraluna, or Planet Moon, anywhere, really, just by using your energy. It’s called dreamscaping. Your dream guide will help you. Anyway, isn’t this great? It’s a shared dream. Are you going to remember?”

“I don’t think so...”

“Why not?”

“Well, what if I faked it? I mean, how will you know?”

“Just don’t read my DJ until you write down your dreams. Get it?”

“Well man, I had so many dreams this night. I really don’t want to wake up now to write this down. I am so tired. A little drunk in the other place. Anyway, will you remember this one this time? I promise I will try and remember the next one.”

“Um... sounds weird... uh, okay.”

“Oh, I am going to wake up- coughing!”

He coughs, and disappears.

He appears for a second, still coughing, “Sorry man!” then is gone.

Raven appears next to me.

“What an odd character.”

“Haha, okay, weirdo. You’re the one that believes in shared dreaming.”

Raven sticks her tongue out at me, and crosses her eyes.

“I mean it’s odd how normal he seems.”

“I know. He’s like a calm little Buddha.”

Tigress and I are in a bar in California with animal heads on the walls. We are getting shitfaced drunk.

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

Are we reallly drunk?

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

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

Then we are suddenly on the Moon.

Weird.