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I leap out of bed. I have a tiny sun blazing out of my third eye. I have great bull horns, and am surround by a circle of angeldemons. “What’s up, arch-thing?” one of them snickers.
“To the MUTHAFUKKIN GREEN MOON!” I shout.
The angel demons beat their swords on their shields, and fly through my house into the sky. There is a black winged Moon bus covered in spikes surrounded by a host of black Moon dragons with crescent moons on their foreheads. Koomo, the Bat King, my bat-brother is driving the bus. He gives me thumbs up, and grins at me deviously. I mount the lead dragon, and roar like a demonic lion. The dragon roars with me like the sound of a thousand thunders. Then, all the dragons and angeldemons roar, and we sound like a collision of planets. The fabric of time and space wobbles like dubstep, and armor forms over all of us.
“To CHCHEN-ITZA!”
“Uh... didn’t you say-” one of the angeldemon whispers.
“I know, but I just remembered-” I say, making a portal.
We end up at the Egpytian pyramids. Sarnox rides up to me. “Hey, Nomad, look! AndresLD and Madmonkey are here. Queen Zukin, and Nephanim. The others are at Itsa Chicken.”
I pretend like I did it on purpose, and call the dreamers there to me. “GET THE FUCK ON THE BUS! TO CHICKEN ITSA!”
We portal to Chichen-Itza, and there are hundreds of dreamers there. I see a long line getting on the bus. I tell them to all get on at the same time, and HOLD ON! I attune the Dark Rainbow Road to focus on our very spot, and we ride it to the Green Moon, then descend to the Temple of Nothing.
There is a huge concert going on. My late cousin, DJ Sabertooth and DJ TKO are facing off in an epic DJ battle of ages. The black sound pyramid speakers are pulsing like dinosaur hearts to the beat of the bass.
We land in the middle of the dancers, and everyone cheers. I dismount and I float up to the top of the pyramid. I turn to the dreamers.
YOU ARE ALL DREAMING!!!!

I am at the Temple of Nothing on the Moon. Dammit, hurry up. I grab the fabric of time and space, and ripple it like a sheet. Some dreamers tumble out of their non-lucidity, (more like sleeping in dreams) and wake up. They float to me up the Light Rainbow Road.

They sleepily land in front of me, and I give them each a hug and a teddy bear for EPIC LULZ.:shadewink:

notes

in the Temple of Nothing.

dreamers come up the bridge. MoSh is flying around in the sky. I recognize windover, astras, and andresLD. We hi-5 each other. I h-5 a lot of other dreamers, but I can't remembr them.

I hug everyone.

end

I am sitting on a plain white marble throne in the Battle Pyramid, enjoying the interesting scenario. Hollow Earth. The Cusp steps through a portal with an armful of war dogs. He grins at me, drops them on the floor, then walks away.

The dogs growl at me, then I give them some steaks and pet them.

HAHHAA. WIN.

I vibrate, rolling around.... I leap up out of my body. AHA!

I AM DREAMING, AND I KNOW IT!

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I am a minotaur surrounded by my Minotaur brethren. Daygawn?
“Yes, Solgawn, my brother. Tonight, we shall battle on the GREEN MOON!”
“Who shall we battle?”
“All.”
All the minotaurs are masters of different elements... fire, earth, water, wind, light, dark, and love. We step outside. My yard... is as big as a park. There is a large matte black craft shaped like a predatory bird outside. We board.
One of the female minotaurs is hitting on me, and I like it. I guess because I am a minotaur.

The ship opens a portal, and we fly into the wormhole. Astral parasites try to stick to it, but they get electrocuted, and burn off. The Wyrm laughs.

We arrive hovering above the Colloseum in the Outer Lands. There are a whole bunch of people randomly fighting below. They point at the ship and stop fighting. We descend on small silver disks. “We are the Gods of War. And we have come to kick some ass!” I shout.
The warriors all cheer, and we leap down off of our disks, and cause earthquakes as we land. The warriors tumble about, and attack us.
It’s pure chaos. I am spinning two hand axes. I shoot them out, and bring them back. I feel invincible. I hear Raven saying something to me. I see there is some nightmare beast in the astral plane in her room. I make a portal, and bounce the fuck out.

Someone grabs my ankle as I go into the wormhole. I see it’s the female minotaur that was hitting on me. “I am your Selene, in another dimension, Solgawn. I am Moonlove.” We make out and spin in the wormhole. We arrive in Raven’s bedroom. She is asleep. Her astral self is backed into a corner, frozen with fear. There is some gross astral demon, like a slimy shadow in front of her. It gurgles something in some ancient dark speech.
I shoot an axe into its back, and it screams in fury, and tries to turn to me, but I yank on the chain, and plummet my hidden blade into its back, slicing down the ribs. It screams again in pain, and tells me I am going to burn in Hell. I wrap chains around its neck and torso, crushing it. My chain becomes a steel snake. I look into the eyes of the demon. I see fear hidden by anger.
“I am Hell.”
I cock my fist back, and my witchblade forms over my fist. Tiny hinged blades appear on my fist, and clack against the armor in anticipation. I growl, and spiders and centipedes crawl out of my mouth and cover my body. I begin to cry, as if in grief. The demon is confused. I laugh, and the demon is angered. “So weak, so easily manipulated.”
“I am evil incarnate,” says the demon.
“lol,” I respond.
“What?”
I plunge a rotting cyborg vampire fist into the demon’s face, then remove the silver disk on my chest, and suck the demon through the black hole on my chest into another dimension. I then notice Moonlove has formed a shield over Raven, and is healing her. “Oh, you too, Solgawn. Covered in dark energy. Gross.” She sends pink and red healing energy to me. My symbiote eats the rest. I see Hetfield standing in the corner.
“You are in 1982, Time Traveler.” I am shocked. “You summoned me. Therefore, the gods of rock and roll look down on you with favor. They have bestowed boons of thunder upon your very soul.” I look into Hetfield’s eyes, and I see the history of his soul... He was born the second son of Thor, god of thunder... Lightning is everywhere. I see him rock and roll through time eternal. He just gives me a knowing grin. “Your love for Raven, and desire to heal her soul, has brought you back to this time. See, this is the time when you were separate, after you rejected her as a Dream Character. You wanted to believe, but you were afraid you were crazy. Raven never thought you were crazy. But, that didn’t matter because you did, Ancient Sun.”

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The words “Ancient Sun,” give me a flashback in my mind...
A tiny piece of a sun, solid light, spins out of a sun. “I am a soul!” it proclaims. “I am sentient! I am immortal! I will journey forth through this timeless place, and learn the mysteries of all! I love everything!” I realize I am that little light thing. I feel everything, every emotion in the universe... All the grief, pain, anger, desire, confusion, rage, passion, love, evil... It is all mine, and simultaneously belongs to nothing and no one... I am all, and nothing. I glow every color, and spin through the universe inhabiting beings to experience their being-ness.

“Raven often called you, but you refused to come... and then when the demons came, you couldn’t help. You wouldn’t accept help, and you wouldn’t fight. We let the monsters make you lucid, but still all you did was call out to Jesus. That would be you. When your love chakra burst open, your love for Raven opened your ears to hear her cry for help from the past. You are a Time Traveler, naturally, and this is what you will do. You will go into the past dreams of your close friends, and heal them and battle with them, from the future, just as your half-soul came to this timeline to help your friends, your family.”
Raven takes her hand away from her face, and looks around. She first looks at Hetfield, then Moonlove, then me. “You big minotaur-man. You remind me of Nomad. Are you his uncle... or...?”
“Something like that.”
“You are him. Hey, you’re from the future!” I can understand a lot of things adults talk about, you know. I am smart. So, don’t try to pull any fast ones. Nomad is not talking to me. He keeps telling me I am a figment of his imagination. IT SUCKS!” Raven starts crying. I kneel down and turn into my human self in my white desert clothes. She runs to me, and I hold her. She is so tiny at this age. “Can you please tell him? Tell him I’m real. You’re a Time Traveler, now we will Place Travel. Let’s go right now.”
“Okay!”
There are some little fairies hovering around Raven’s head. Raven holds my hand, and stands looking straight ahead. The fairies make a mirror portal. The mirror is blank. Raven says to the mirror: NOMAD!
My boy self appears on the mirror. (This is the age I went crazy for a year when the Greys contacted me in the forest.) I am trying to fend off a gang of imps with a cardboard shield and sword.
“Goddammit! Attack them boy! You can form greater weapons!” I urge my boy self. I turn into a great black warbeast, boar, jaguar, and wolf. Raven leaps upon my back, and summons a white and blue sword. Hetfield places a winged helmet on her head, and she grows angel wings. I roar, and Raven laughs. I leap into the mirror.

In the wormhole, I let my toungue hang out like a dog, as I glide on invisible currents to my past boy self. We descend from an epic sky portal on a silver disk, and alight on the ground in a cloud of dust before my boy self. Raven leaps off my back, and spins her sword into a double bladed staff. She grins, and lightning forms around her teeth. I growl, and my hackles raise. Some of the imps cower, other ones scowl at us. We attack. Raven becomes a white blur, and slices the demons in their guts. I run around and toss them around like a terrier tossing rats, breaking their evil necks. I summon the caduceus, and become an archangel. I summon my winged helm, and large angel wings grow out of back. I summon the flaming sword of Michael. I separate the sword into two, then levitate the swords vertically above my wrists, wielding them with invisible indestructible astral tentacles from my hand chakras. Fuck. Yes.
I whip the swords around like fucking toys. They slice through the demons like a hot knife through lard. An army of demons attacks us from all directions, swarming around us. I summom the Moonblade and toss it to my boy self. “NOMAD! WIELD THE MOONBLADE IT IS YOUR DESTINY!”
“But, I can’t-" my boy self says as he catches the blade. Suddenly, white light crawls over his body, then beams from his eyes. He floats off the ground, and white light shoots out of his mouth, eyes, and pores.
“MOON LIGHT, MOON BRIGHT"
Hetfield descends from the sky, and the gods of rock and roll bless us with THUNDER. BOOM! Raven thrusts her arm to the sky, and her robe becomes black as a winged obsidian sword descends from a thunderhead.
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She siezes the sword, and it is struck by electricity. There is a dark red gem like a ruby, which absorbs the lightning, then it crackles up the blade. She leaps upon a rock and proclaims. I am THE RAVEN KNIGHT, AND I WIELD THE RAVENSWORD OF AGES! I laugh at how amazingly epic she is.
“BANISH DEVIL”
My boy self slices a demon in half, then a portal floats up out of the eye of the blade, and pulls it into another dimension.
“WITH SACRED LIGHT!”
My boy self roars, and becomes a spotted jaguar-mandrill creature.
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He summons a shield, then beats it with his sword, screaming like a crazed banshee demon. We kick ass and take names as the demons come at us by the hundreds. Selene flies around, as a portal, transmitting all the ones we slay into another dimension. Hetfield floats above, laughing and charging our weapons with lightning, and our strikes with thunder.
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I see young Nomad fling his shield like a boomerang, and it decapitates mofos.
Raven’s blade dances around her with telekinesis, as she spins and casts thunder spells.

missing time

The three of us are sitting in a field of wildflowers on the Mountain in New Eden on the Moon. “...and so you can come here anytime, me!” I find myself saying to my boy self.
“I want to know everything you have to tell me. I want to know the truth about everything. I want you to train me. I hate these nightmares. I am tired of being afraid of everything in my WHOLE FUCKING LIFE!” my boy self says, and cries. I hug him. It feels very very strange. Raven runs to us, and hugs us.
“The most important thing,” I tell my boy self, “is that you realize that I am real, that Raven is real, Xaphor, everyone. We are your friends, and we want to help you and protect you.”
He nods, and says, “I will never forget you, man.”
“I am you,” I laugh, but for some reason, I am holding back tears.
Raven’s fairies open a portal and they hold hands and walk through. Raven blows me a kiss as they fade away.

“Oh my god, that was insane.”
“Yes, it was,” says a voice from behind me.
“Sar-” I turn, and see a reptilian red skinned snout protuding from a brown hood. “Xaphor, greetings, brother.”
“Did you forget I am your High Priest right now?”
“Sort of.”
Xaphor grumbles in annoyance. “And I supposed I am supposed to tell you what you are supposed to do next.”
“No.... Yes.”
Xaphor sighs and doesn’t say anything.
“Well, that’s what Sarnox always does.”
“I am not your dog, I am your dream guide. USE YOUR MIND. REMEMBER!”
I sigh in annoyance, and sit down and meditate.
I see Xaphor’s red dragon-gargoyle face float in front of me. “Use your mind! Use your mind!”
(right now there is a song playing, the lyrics: I won’t forget who I am. I won’t forget you.)
I see the Temple of Nothing, and open my eyes.
I stand up, shouting exuberantly, “TO THE TEMPLE OF NOTHING ON THE GREEN MOON!”
“You and your theatrics,” Xaphor rolls his eyes.
“But, OMG SO EPIC DUDE!” I say creating a portal.
“Uh... it’s not that far. We can fly.”
“And fly we shall!” I shout, turning into a sky blue dragon. “Climb upon my back, brother!”
“I have wings.” Xaphor tosses the robe aside. “I am a dragon, remember? I can fly.”
“And so you are, and so you shall!” I say, leaping into the sky.

[SIZE="5"][COLOR="green"][B]The Temple of Nothing[/B][/COLOR][/SIZE]
We fly over the forest canopy until we arrive at the Temple of Nothing. There is no one there. We alight on the landing pad. I look around, confused.
“Okay, here’s a hint: YOU CAME HERE AT THIS TIME ON PURPOSE BECAUSE YOU ARE A TIME TRAVELER, AND YOU WANTED TO GET HERE FIRST.”
“Oh yeah.”
Xaphor flashes me an image of a meditation in a dream where I told him I wanted to do that.
“Remember now?”
“Dude, yes.”
“Alright good.”
“Thanks for the ‘hint,’” I laugh.
“Smartass. Look! Here come the dreamers! Quick, change into some more recognizable form, or you will confuse anyone who has any semblance or remembering you from a previous dream!”
I watch the dreamers float down the dark rainbow road. “Huh? Oh right.” Hyu appears next to me.
“Nomad, I think I did it! Am I here? I think I am.” I transform into a catgod. “Why did you do that?”
‘I don’t want to confuse people.”
“Huh?”
“No time to explain. Here come the other dreamers, Hyu! This is going to be a massive shared dream. Unfortunately not too many people will remember it, but we are trying. And more and more people keep showing up. The momentum is building. Atras sparked something... something like dry tinder.”
“Astral? Astral ass?”
“No,” I laugh.
Suddenly a bunch of dreamers run up the steps of the temple. “Oh shit, where are we? Oh shit! Oh my god! Is this a shared dream?”
“YES! YOU ARE ALL DREAMING! NOW HAVE SOME POMEGRANATE JUICE FOR EPIC LULZ!”
I quiet my voice and broadcast to all their minds. “Calm yourself. Do nothing. You are dreaming. Sit down, wherever you are, and touch the dream, touch the ground with you hands. Pick up the dirt, and look at it. Stay here with me. Inhale nothing to know that you are dreaming. Take a deep breath of the dream air.” I quit broadcasting.
Surprisingly, a lot of dreamers listened to me. They seem to be calmly meditating, maintaining their Delta or Theta state. I can tell which person is which. Some of them stand up, and walk around. They look at the flowers, and smell them. I give people pomegranate juice. I float up to the top of the pyramid. Atras is waiting there for me.
“Dude, how can I remember this dream?”
“Hmm... how about wake up right now?”
“But, I don’t want to do that. This dream is too epic.”
“Okay, then when the dream starts to fade, wake yourself up.”
“I will try it. For now, I want to smell a flower in a dream. Atras floats down, and starts smelling flowers, then eating them.” I laugh and the dream fades.

I rise up, floating out of bed, a great archdemon. There is a layer of something like indestructible plastic wrap over me in many layers. I go supernova, and blast that shit to nothing come. I shoot out two light claws from my arms, about a third the lenghth of the earth, and I swing through nothing in two scoops to the Cichen-Itza Pyramid. I pull the golden necklace from Lonewolf off my neck, and slam a piece of of it into the Pyramid, and it becomes a great gold beacon. I place a silver parabolic mirror behind the tiny sun, and point the beam of light to the Temple of Nothing on the Green Moon.
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I ride the light beam to the Temple, and pull the black Smoking Mirror from my chest, and twist it in two. One piece I enlarge and point the beam of The Black Sun to the Chichen Itza Pyramid. I accelerate the light coming from earth. And this is how we travel faster than light. Now a rainbow dark energy bridge is linking Urth to the Green Moon.


HELL MUTHAFUKKIN YEAH!
I summon giant speakers to float down from the sky. I call upon Q10 for dreamscaping aid. We grow two large black obsidian pyramids next to the Temple of Nothing for giant subwoofers. [IMG]http://www.las-vegas-hotel-casino-blog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/luxor-las-vegas.jpg[/IMG]
They rise from the soil with a moonquake, as dirt and rocks pour off them. Bassheads appear out of the ground and bow to the subwoofers. Kick. Ass.

I pull cords out from the speakers, and inject them into my chest. I grow a microphone out from my arm, and shout to the dreamers of Urth, “Wake up Sleepwalkers!”
I sing:

[video=youtube;lnsQpEczkuY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnsQpEczkuY[/video]

([I][SIZE="2"]As I write this, the video has 333 views!!! Dubstep always goes with 333. wtf?[/SIZE][/I])
[I]
Three months is a long time if you don't like it where you are.
Three months is forever when the sun don't shine
You might be alive, but you just breathe to ass the time
You're so lucky, so lucky to have it all
[/I]
I see them rub their eyes and float out of their beds...
I see some stop themselves in their dreams, and look for me...
I see someone look at a watch. The time on their watch says, “55:555“

[I]Someday you're going to realize,
you've been sleepwalking through it all,[/I]

The dreamers begin floating up the dark rainbow road. I stand atop the The Temple of Nothing, next to the Dark Beacon, a great devil catgod. I see some of them run down the road of light, away from me. “You are dreaming!" I shout at them.

[I]sleepwalking, get back home[/I]

I see a few sleepwalkers actually go back to bed, and continue on in their dreams.

[I]sleepwalking through it all,
get back home[/I]

I see Atras floating up from Urth. He is lying on his back and grinning. He fades away, but not before I launch a tracking device on to his dream body... Who was I supposed to...

“Hyu,” says Xaphor standing next to me.
“Huh? Xaphor?”

Xaphor, my dream guide, is now a red gargoyle in a grey and black robe. He has bright yellow eyes, and grins at me with perfect pointed teeth. “Sarnox has some things to tend to on his Homeworld. For now, I will be your High Priest, brother.”
“Rock and Roll!” I say as I morph into a great sky blue gargoyle. The sun rises. Xaphor and I stand next to each other, and focus on Hyu. I throat sing his name from my gut... Heeeeyuuuu...

I see him... His dream body is battling something attacking his sleeping astral body. WTF? I go to help him, but Xaphor stays me. Hyu stabilizes his dream, and merges his astral and dream bodies. I see some type of fairy creature healing him. He opens a portal with his mind that connects directly to the light and dark bridge. He flies up the dark bridge, morphing into a great black dragon. He flies faster and faster, until he begins to glow the as the dark matter around him burns. He opens his wings to brake, and screech-roars. I sense his wings are a little burnt, so I slam my staff into my pyramid and summon a rainstorm. He laughs and licks the rain from his face. I cause a stream to flow out of the pyramid. Hyu practically falls over himself clumsily diving into it. He plunges his big dragon head into the water, and drinks.

“Oh my god! I was so thirsty!” he says. He plunges his head back in, and comes up with a fish in his mouth. “Oh, and hungry!” he says as he swallows it. He floats up to the top.

“Ah, Hello brother!” he says to me. “N...Nomad? Nomad? Nomad, for some reason, I want to call you something else... I just...”
He makes a sound like a rumble, a growl, and a purr.
“Well, that’s your dragon name! Do you speak Dragon?”
“No... Do I?”
Of course you do! says Xaphor.
I see my name in my mind as a translucent three dimensional pointy bulbous shape floating in outer space next to a 2D square. What the hell?
“Welcome to Dragon!” Hyu laughs.
Xaphor thinks this is incredibly funny. He keeps elbowing me, but I don’t get it. He rolls his eyes and chuffs. I see Yuya step out from behind Hyu. “Couldn’t see her in my big wings, eh?”
“No, I was invisible, silly!” Yuya says and bats Hyu on the nose. She looks like a wintry elf queen. She is wearing a pale pale blue robe lined with white fur. She reminds me of Selene in some ways, but in some ways is nothing like her. “Greetings, King of The Green Moon, God of Nothing, O Wanderer of Worlds,” she says to me curtseying.
“Greetings, O Goddess of Teraluna, Water Warrior, and PlaneWalker, Greetings, O Dragon Lord of the EarthMoon, Teraluna, my brother.”
“Um, why are we being so formal?” Hyu grins.
“I don’t know!” I say, and tackle him.
We stand up, and we dust ourselves off.
“Why did you do that, Nomad?”
“So you will remember this dream.”
“Good idea. Any other ideas?” I give Hyu pomegranate juice to drink. “Thanks!”
Selene steps out from behind the beacon. She walks slowly to Yuya and they embrace. Selene cries, and says, “I missed you.” I feel awkward because I am confused. “Why are you confused, Nomad? Yuya is my same sister... We hatched from the same god egg.” Before I can ask he what she means, we are inundated with hundreds or thousands of dreamers from Urth. It's blowing my mind.

I play Solace One by Foreign Beggars Featuring [B]Black Sun Empire[/B]in exultation straight from my soul.

[video=youtube;Ltc06su0eF0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ltc06su0eF0[/video]

[I]Transmission
Solace one
force field
open sun
Mother Ship
volition
fuel engage
til all is One[/I]

The dreamers tumble out in front of the pyramid. Everyone dances.
[I]
I’m like a fault in the system
something like a glitch or a virus
not to be seen as a victim
more like a ghost or a pirate
I move through the network daily
conduct myself in silence
I’ve been on this mission since early
I don’t even need to get violent![/I]

“Welcome,” I shout, “to the Temple of Nothing, in the City of Nowhere, in the Land of Nod, on the MUTHAFUKKIN GREEN MOON! INFECT THE HIVE MIND WITH THE ULTIMATE COOLNESS!"

The dreamers roar, and Atras tumbles out of a portal next to me. He sits on the corner, as if he has been there for a few hours and not moved.
“Hey Nomad, is it working?”
“I don’t know, blue elf man thing. You tell me.”
“Well, what if they don’t remember their dreams?” he says looking down at the dreamers dancing below. “What if I don’t?”
“Then, you will forget.”
“Oh stop it Nomad,” he says sadly.
“Atras.”
“Yes.”
“You are dreaming.”
“Yes, but-”
“NO BUT’S. YOU ARE DREAMING GODDAMMIT!” I roar into his face, and his hair blows back. He screams in terror, and his face turns white.
‘’OH MY GOD I AM DREAMING! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME! I AM DREAMING! LOOK AT YOUR HANDS!” he shouts looking at his hands.
Of course I find him yelling out a command to himself incredibly funny, so I fall over laughing. I tumble down the steps of the temple. I hear someone yell, “Heads up! We have a godfall!” People run out of the way, and I roll around on the ground laughing. “LOOK AT YOUR HANDS!” I scream to myself. “Hmm... weird, blue... pale, oh, right, I forgot I am a big ass gargoyle.”
“Yes, you are a big ass gargoyle,” says Xaphor alighting next to me.
“Oh, shit, did I say that out loud?”
“Yes, like you always do,” Xaphor laughs.
“Where is Atras?”
“He is shouting commands to himself on the temple.”
“SPIN. Magic! SPIN! Look at your hands! Fly! Relax. Stay in the dream!” I hear Atras coaching himself. I start laughing all over again as he starts doing everything he says simultaneously. “Eat something. Go to sleep. Wake up. I remember my dreams!” Atras eats nothing, then lies down, and stands up as he says this.
“What the fuck?” I laugh my ass off. I roll around on the ground saying holy shit for five minutes, crying with laughter.
Atras appears next to me, speaking rapidly. “So, Nomad, who was that other person, the other partner, uh... the guy... we were here... the field...”
“Man, I don’t remember. MrIrony... no patchouli... luck... DUDE THERE ARE TOO MANY PEOPLE IT’S SO AWESOME! ROCK AND ROLL!”
I summon Metallica, and they play “Enter Sandman,” and of course, it rocks.

[video=youtube;1QP-SIW6iKY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1QP-SIW6iKY[/video]

And of course, the Dreamhacker Moon Orcs love this, being Russian. A swarm of Moon Orcs riding giant Beetles flies into the crowd, and mosh, well, more like attack the other dreamers. Many of them form armor, and summon weapons. Some are terrified and wake up. Damn. I see Drzzt in the middle, swirling about with two blue blades, calm and cool, not really fighting... more like practicing. “Dude this is EPIC!” he shouts to me.
“I hear someone say, battle!” Hukif appears, a great beastly knight in spiky armor. He slowly shoots out black fists into the crowd, and impales them softly like shishka bobs, which he then eats, and says, “Power! I just ate your power!” he laughs.
I call Raven, and she steps out of a portal. “Hi Nomad.”
“Are you okay?”
“I want to go to sleep. I don’t care about a party.”
Come inside, I say, and usher her in. The noise outside is gone. There is a basin of water upon which light streams down from above. I walk Raven to a bedroom that I made for her. It has a king size bed with a mosquito net over it. Jungle light streams in from a glassless window. There is a bowl of dream fruit, and a small boquet of moon flowers in a vase. “The Moon is in bloom, Raven.”
“This is nice, Nate,” she says my birth name for some reason. “Why did you do this?”
“For healing. So you can have a place to rest on this side of the Moon when you come here. I know the people outside want to see you. But, you seem tired, so rest first.”
“No one wants to see me.”
I hear the crowd outside chanting “Raven! Raven!” Apparently they saw her, and want her to come out and say hi to them. Raven seems to not be able to hear them. I give Raven a big hug, and she cries for a long time. We don’t say anything. She kisses my cheek, then says she needs to sleep for awhile. She lies down on the bed, and falls asleep. I summon a glass of water and pomegranate juice on the nightstand, then walk out of the room.
I step out on to the landing pad, and address the crowd.
“The Moon Queen is resting, but-”
“That was a nice nap,” says Raven stepping out of the pyramid. “Where is MoSh?”
We contact him telepathically, and he says he is talking to Asuka, don’t bother him, he’s fine.
“Well that was kind of rude,” says Raven.
“I think he’s just really trying to focus on Asuka,”
“Oh, I see.” We see MoSh staring at Asuka, holding her hands, saying nothing.
He says to her, “I am real.”
“So are you,” she says back.
I laugh, then address the crowd.
“This Dreamwalker is amazing. She taught me to dream battle skills in a dream. Without her, I would never believe that shared dreaming is even real!”
“Nomad, I don’t want to talk to the crowd.”
“Oh, what do you want to do?”
Raven turns into Queen of Night, and says, “I want to ROCK!”

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[video=youtube;t4MJqLmKfHo]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t4MJqLmKfHo[/video]

BOOM BOOM CH! BOOM BOOM CH!
Raven strums a chord on a guitar, and the crowd freaks out.
“WE WILL WE WILL ROCK YOU!” Tigress is behind me, smashing the drums. MoSh appears out of a portal shredding on electric guitar. Raven plays keyboard, guitar, and bass all at the same time by multiplying herself. She also sings. I sing with her, “WE WILL ROCK YOU!”
DJ TKO descends from the sky, a huge elephantman in a cheesy gorilla costume. We play a dubstep version of Enter Sandman.

[video=youtube;USvvSMeUDCE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=USvvSMeUDCE[/video]
Fuck yes.
I roar into the didjeridoo, “EXIT LIGHT! QUEEN OF NIGHT, TAKE MY HAND! OFF TO NEVERWONDERLAND!”
Raven shreds with MoSh. IT’S FUCKING EPIC OMIGOD!
Tigress grows six arms and plays 15 drums.
The music is melting my fucking face. MoSh goes off and plays an epic classical solo with no distortion, and the crowd hushes, and is mesmerized,

(which I cannot find a video of, at the moment)

then he goes into rock, then back into:
EXIT LIGHT! QUEEN OF NIGHT! TAKE MY HAND! OFF TO NEVERWONDERLAND!
A host of Darklings ride in from another dimension, on the BatMoon Bus. It has spikes and wings on it. Fuck yeah. They join the fray.
Then, we move into Silent Lucidity.
MoSh’s playing is so amazing... I am moved to tears, and I turn away.
Raven begins, singing, and then Tigress comes in with drums, and I pick up a violin, and play with Pablo, who appears out of nowhere. We grin at each other.
Selene appears next to me, and I set down the violin, and take the dream in. She walks to me, and put my arm around her waist.
Loaf appears on the corner of the pyramid. He stands up, looking at me, smiling.
“Cool dream, Nomad. I like it.”
“It’s not my dream. It’s our dream.”
“I know.”

[video=youtube;jhat-xUQ6dw]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhat-xUQ6dw[/video]

[I]Hush now, don't you cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game of life
So here it is, another chance
Wide awake you face the day
Your dream is over... or has it just begun?

There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run through in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize it and you were scared
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly you hear and see
This magic new dimension

Everyone sings together.

I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help you see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity

I turn into a my Demon Self, Solgawn, the Lava Minotuar Man, and rumble:

(Visualize your dream)
(Record it in the present tense)
(Put it into a permanent form)
(If you persist in your efforts)
(You can achieve dream control)
(Dream control)
(How's that then, better?)
(Hug me)

If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you built within
Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin
Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from the pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize
Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...
[/I]
I come together with Raven, MoSh, Tigress, and Pablo. We grow angel wings, and fiery light comes out of our eyes.
[I]
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help to see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you...[/I]

We smile at each other, and come together in a pentacle. We glow as the pentacle forms connecting our chakras. Aeona appears in the center. She looks like opal. I feel every emotion at once. We come together, and form a giant ball of colored energy, then we explode in slow motion over the Land of Nod.
I wake up in the Biodome, then go back to sleep. Selene nudges me. “Nomad, wake up. This is a dream silly.”
“Oh!” I sit up, and kiss her. “No morning breath on the Dream Plane.” Selene playfully pushes me. I see she is catlike now for some reason. Strange, I’ve never seen her shapeshift, never seen her Beast Self.
“Nomad, do you think everyone is going to remember their dreams?”
“I don’t know. But, I will remember you.”
I look at her beautiful cat face, and kiss her one more time, and the dream fades.

“I need more slack on the line!”
I give more slack as we lower MoSh into a great cavern. Raven is a black moth flitting around MoSh. She settles on his shoulder. I telepathically ask Raven if this is real. I can’t do an RC right now, because, fuck, what if it’s real? I am holding a rope one of my best friends is hanging off of. But, one of my other best friends is a moth. Oh, this is-
‘HOLD! PUT A ROUND TURN ON IT!”

***

We are being lowered down a great shaft in an elevator. There is a man from the Shadow Government. “We are trying to do our best,” he explains. “We cannot panic the Surface Dwellers.”
“Excuse, me, aren’t you human?”
“Yes, but I have sworn an oath to live undeground for twenty years, for the benefit of mankind. You get used to it. I can still go to the surface on my days off, but when I “work,” I live here.”
“Why?”
“You will soon see.”
He takes us to a room, and there is a large alien Grey there in an energy cage about seven or 8 feet tall. It smells like some kind of strange chemical. It is calmly throwing itself against the bars, and destroying its body. It seems to feel no emotion as it does this. “LET ME OUT LET ME OUT LET ME OUT!” it shouts telepathically.
“Don’t listen to him. That fucker would love to melt your Jesus face off in a heartbeat, hippie.”
I am deeply disturbed by this entire situation. I teleport into the cage. The alien stop moving.
The man freaks out. ‘IT’S GOING TO KILL YOU HOW THE HELL DID YOU TELEPORT? YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO GET OUT OF THERE! YOU’RE AN ALIEN! THERE IS NO TELEPORTING OUT OF THERE!” he screams.
“Ah, thank you brother, now let me steal your soul, idiot,” says the Grey as his mouth opens larger and larger, ringed with teeth. I see a parasite’s tail on the roof of his mouth. I stomp on the Grey’s face, and gently extract the parasite, and drop it on the ground. The Grey pushes me off, and smashes the parasite with TK. The alien spins its head around and it cracks.
“The microverse is trying to destroy us all. You don’t understand. This is not sentient life against sentient life, not in the sense you see it. The microverse is consuming the macroverse. But, maybe now you do.”
MoSh turns off the cage, and we walk through the caverns. The government man is speechless. He says something into a radio, and an alarm goes off. Raven electrocutes the power supply somehow, and disables the alarm with a little moth giggle. MoSh looks at all the glowing crystals and fungi on the caverns.

“I need more slack on the line!”
I give more slack as we lower MoSh into a great cavern. Raven is a black moth flitting around MoSh. She settles on his shoulder. I telepathically ask Raven if this is real. I can’t do an RC right now, because, fuck, what if it’s real? I am holding a rope one of my best friends is hanging off of. But, one of my other best friends is a moth. Oh, this is-
‘HOLD! PUT A ROUND TURN ON IT!”

***

We are being lowered down a great shaft in an elevator. There is a man from the Shadow Government. “We are trying to do our best,” he explains. “We cannot panic the Surface Dwellers.”
“Excuse, me, aren’t you human?”
“Yes, but I have sworn an oath to live undeground for twenty years, for the benefit of mankind. You get used to it. I can still go to the surface on my days off, but when I “work,” I live here.”
“Why?”
“You will soon see.”
He takes us to a room, and there is a large alien Grey there in an energy cage about seven or 8 feet tall. It smells like some kind of strange chemical. It is calmly throwing itself against the bars, and destroying its body. It seems to feel no emotion as it does this. “LET ME OUT LET ME OUT LET ME OUT!” it shouts telepathically.
“Don’t listen to him. That fucker would love to melt your Jesus face off in a heartbeat, hippie.”
I am deeply disturbed by this entire situation. I teleport into the cage. The alien stop moving.
The man freaks out. ‘IT’S GOING TO KILL YOU HOW THE HELL DID YOU TELEPORT? YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO GET OUT OF THERE! YOU’RE AN ALIEN! THERE IS NO TELEPORTING OUT OF THERE!” he screams.
“Ah, thank you brother, now let me steal your soul, idiot,” says the Grey as his mouth opens larger and larger, ringed with teeth. I see a parasite’s tail on the roof of his mouth. I stomp on the Grey’s face, and gently extract the parasite, and drop it on the ground. The Grey pushes me off, and smashes the parasite with TK. The alien spins its head around and it cracks.
“The microverse is trying to destroy us all. You don’t understand. This is not sentient life against sentient life, not in the sense you see it. The microverse is consuming the macroverse. But, maybe now you do.”
MoSh turns off the cage, and we walk through the caverns. The government man is speechless. He says something into a radio, and an alarm goes off. Raven electrocutes the power supply somehow, and disables the alarm with a little moth giggle. MoSh looks at all the glowing crystals and fungi on the caverns.

MOON MOTH

I vibrate out of my body. I am surrounded by mirrors or clones of myself. I am a black furry mothman with sparse white spots. I have four arms and two legs. I feel aliens calling me with my antennae to the Moon. I decide to fly all the way there. I press the button on my energy belt, and a shield forms on me, then the witchblade, then my mech armor. My twelve clones connect with me, and we spin in circles like gears to form Metatron’s cube. Then we spin in all directions to form individual spheres. We become five dimensional, as we vibrate spinning to the moon. Surrounding matter is repelled behind, and attracted in front before being repelled again. And this is how we fly through space.... on waves of dark matter, baby.
I see my many forms I have become in dreams in a line before and behind me like ghosts on this dark rainbow bridge. I move my entire formation in a path as we fly, making sharp angles, faster and faster, until we form a giant Metatron’s cube, then we roll forward, and bend space and time around us. We slip through space, forming a vaccum in front of us, and repelling behind. And this is how we travel faster than the speed of light. I see Selene’s face in the Moon, which becomes an alien goddess. I tumble out on to the Grey Moon, and all my clones come into me. I morph into Juargawn.
“Why are we here?”
“Because this is my true home. The Green Moon is your true home.”
“Is this a dream, Selene?”
“No.”
I do a nose RC, and cough.
“How is there atmosphere here?”
“There is none where we are, but beneath the surface...”
“How am I alive right now?”
“It is my will.”
“Maybe I am pinching my nose in real life.”
“Maybe this is real life. Maybe it’s time to discard everything you ever thought you knew was true, and accept the reality of all. Maybe you hurt me when you talk like this,” she says looking away. I can tell she is about to cry. I am at a loss for words. She turns to me with sad fury in her eyes. I look at her beautiful big dark eyes, and her pale skin. I can see all the details, the texture of her skin... tears well up, and I see an eyelash fall into a tear as it rolls down her face. She blinks, and tears leap from her eyes. She balls a fist up in frustration. “I am tired of you doubting my existence. How could you? After everything we’ve been through? After all these lifetimes, and all these promises we made to each through eons to always find each other every single lifetime no matter what form we take? What is it going to take to get you to remember? What do I need to do to get you to believe there is love coming from this sentient being standing in front of you? You are my soulmate.”
I can do nothing as tears roll down my feline face. She runs into my arms, and beats my chest weakly. I embrace her silently. She feels so vulnerable and weak. Not my partner who has saved me so many times in battle. Not the Moon goddess, the daughter of the Dream Warrior Master. She feels so very... human. I feel her skin, sinews, bones. I feel her hair on my face and chest. I feel her morph, and she grows bat wings. Becoming a vampire like creature, she bites my neck, and I morph into my Vampire Self.
“I want to show you something,” she says, and we dive into the Moon.
***
We are back on the surface of the Grey Moon. “To the Green Moon!” I shout exultantly. “To the Green Moon!” shouts Selene, laughing, and I open a portal to the Green Moon. The portal opens above the Temple of Nowhere, and we float down, glowing. People point at us as we descend. I see the Black Sun Beacon is beaming a dark rainbow bridge to Urth. Right now, it’s on Mexico. Hukif shows up. “Hey, Nomad, want to fight?”
“Not right now, brother. I am am waiting for some dreamers.”
“Ok. Good. I hope they outnumber us, then we can fight them together.”
“Maybe,” I laugh.
Three people come around the corner of the temple.
“Hey, we were looking for you!” pichulick says. “I found these other two dreamers here... “ he looks down at his hands as his dream body becomes unstable.
“Try spinning,” I say. He spins and disappears. “Doh!”
He appears above my head and falls on me.
“I came back to this dream! Re-enter win check!” he says, making a check mark motion. I do not recognize the other two dreamers. We walk to the corner of the Temple of Nothing, and Atras is sitting there, staring at earth. He looks like a pale blue archeopteryx-type creature, but also humanoid.
“I hope it works I hope it works I hope it works...” I hear him chant.
“This is a dream this is a dream this is a dream...” I chant.
“This is a dream this is a dream this is a dream...” he says with me. He looks at his hands. “Pale bluish... bird hands with feathers... yeah, perfectly normal. No! Perfectly abnormal! This is a dream.” Atras stands up.
“I remember my dreams,” I say to Atras.
“Yes! Oh MY GOD HOW AM I GOING TO REMEMBER THIS?” Atras shouts.
“Calm down. Breathe.” Atras does a nose pinch RC.
“I am breathing nothing!” he shouts triumphantly. “You are real!” He runs to me, and rubs his forehead on mine, and kisses me on the nose. He runs around kissing everyone on the cheek as he grabs their faces, except Hukif who telekinetically repels him.
Suddenly, about 300 dreamers tumble up the dark rainbow road, and float down on and all around the pyramid. They all have some dark energy dust on them, like moth dust... Ah, it’s from my wings. I create a giant ball of pomegranate juice floating in the air, and then divide it into smaller spheres, which I float out to all the dreamers.
“YOU ARE ALL DREAMING!” I shout. “PLEASE REMAIN CALM. TAKE A DEEP BREATH. YOU ARE BREATHING NOTHING. THIS IS A DREAM!” Most of the dreamers disappear as they wake up. A few of them reappear a few seconds later as they re-enter. Some of the other ones begin wandering around touching things, eating fruits from the trees, drinking water from the streams. Other ones shout exultantly and fly off into space.
There is a young man who I do not recognize. His language sounds Arabic, or some older language, such as Sanskrit. “I have found you. I have been watching you, and I feel everything is so true, just as you say. You see, I am a Sufi Knight. We are an ancient sacred order of Moon People, who guard the portals to other dimensions. We guard the way to the Inner Earth, or at least one way. The Templar Knights are nothing more than Sun Worshipers, well, on the surface. Their true god is evil, or Harm. They believe Harm is necessary to achieve their means. Evil, death, gives them power. So, Mr. Black Sun, what are you trying to say here?”
I suddenly do not trust this man, and I grab him with astral tentacles, and fling him into the sky. “That is my brother!” Selene shouts at me.
“MoSh?” No... not him.
The Sufi Knight morphs into a Naga, a winged serpent and roars at me. I leap into the sky, and bite his neck, ripping him apart, and his jaws close around my throat... we die...
We are before some type of counsel of gods. They give us instructions which I cannot translate into English. We nod, then bow on one knee. The gods send us back to where we just were. We merge in the wormhole, and come out above the Temple, a great winged jaguar serpent man. We are shimmering with every color. Energy pours out of us, and everything blooms. We de-merge, and fall to the ground slowly, our default selves.
“What the fuck just happened, brother?” the Sufi Knight says to me.
“I don’t know.”
“I am just a dreamer from Pakistan. Well, now I live in Saudi Arabia, working for a rich oil king, but I found an ancient Sufi Master living in a cave near an oasis. He eats once every seven days, and is three hundred years old. Some call him the Dream Warrior Master.”
“Is he Pan?”
“He is his twinner on the Physical Earth.”
“What does he do all day?”
“Meditate.”
“At night?”
“He collects dates, insects, water, and feeds upon the birds and other creatures that visit the oasis.”
“What happens if the oasis dries up?”
“The oasis will not dry up. It connects to the Freshwater Ocean in the Labyrinthe.”
Suddenly, everything blows my mind. “SHIT!” I exclaim, waking up. RC. FA. RC. FA. RC. FA. RC. FA. GODAMMIT. FA. RC. This happens hundreds of times over a few minutes. I get mad at the dream. I run in a vertical circle, and end up in The White Void. I see my first dream of Morpheus, the god of dreams... I am watching it...
“I create everything you see here...” Morpheus says to my old dream self, as plants and trees spring out from around him as he walks. He looks at the current me, and grins. I finally wake up in my bed, and get up... but my bathroom is crawling with bright green fungus. I RC. Not a dream. I look in the mirror. I am a green and orange alien with no nose to speak of. Shit! How do I RC?
A portal opens, and and arm reaches out and pulls me into another dream.

[I]The Cusp challenged me to battle a creature he would send me in a dream to see if it is possible.[/I]

I am sitting in the Battle Pyramid, doing an incantation, a sacred rite with fire and darkness. A portal opens above me, and The Cusp leaps down holding some kind of strange cat-dog thing in his arms. “Oops!” he says, looking at me, then leaps back into the portal, leaving the beast there. It growls at me and hackles raise on its back. I growl back, and morph into a cat wolf beast. I decide to have fun and watch it fight Jo. I teleport to the inside of the pyramid, and summon Jo, shooting him off my forearm.
I watch them battle, giving Jo suggestions. I realize Jo is not battling with it. He is playing with it, like it’s a toy. Apparently, he realizes it has no sentience, and plays with it like a dog plays with an inanimate object like a stick or ball. I laugh, and the creature disappears.
The Cusp appears out of a portal with another creature in his hands. In one hand he has a beer. He drinks it, smashes it on his forehead, then tosses it aside with a loud belch. He looks at me, and says, “oops!” as the creature disappears. “Dammit! I keep getting distracted by this awesome bar. and it’s not even real!”
“Let’s go!” I laugh.
“It’s not there, it’s in my mind!”
“Okay?”
“So, it’s already gone,” he says sadly. “Damn, I love dream beer,” he mumbles. A cylinder of beer in no container appears in his hand. “Hey!” he smiles, and drinks it. “Alright, dude, pound fists. I have to ... this fucking floorboard is warped because ... uh... I spilled beer on it, and I have to color match blah blah blah...”
“But, you’re in a dream.”
“Right. But this is where I do my gay shit. Like color match. Oh, and smell roses. I love roses!”
“Okay, man.”
He bows and disappears.
Jo says, “?”

I am in my Control Room in the Dark Tower on the Green Moon. I am surrounded by many monitors, watching different dreams. I use six astral tentacles to multitask. A droid enters and tells me it's Nightmare Time. I realize it's actually Sarnox, my Druid High Priest, goofing around. I play along.
"Aha... Nightmare time. Thank you, Mr. Android Helper."
I hear Sarnox stifle a self-satisfied chuckle. He walks away, a little too stiffly. He reappears as his flaming skeleton self. 'omg dude. That was TOTALLY ME!"
"I know."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Asshole."
"I know you, dog!" I laugh.
Jo, my astral pet appears out of low small portal. Sarnox summons a giant undead flaming Irish Wolfhound, and I mount my warbeast.
I become bloated and melty, with mozarella cheese dripping out from random holes in my disgusting grey body. Hypodermic needles pop out of my spine. An eyeball rolls halfway down my face, and hangs. Mouths with tiny sharp teeth appear all over my body, and I roar like a great worm.
"You totally do NOT look scary!" Sarnox laughs.
"Stop trying to combine all these phobias and shit."
"Hey, you suck."
"You Fear Form sucks, Naga. HAHA."
I become a standing shadow. I stare into Sarnox's mind, and he quits laughing. He grabs an astral tentacle of mine moving into his forehead. "You asshole! Don't probe me! You are freaking me out." He slips and falls as he whips the tentacle away. He doesn't seem to notice. He is sitting on the floor, pale, sweating, eyes bulging, pupils dilated. I sniff him, and he jumps. "Shit!" He stands up, regaining composure. He is suddenly an ancient Druid again. We mount our steeds, and I open a portal to the Temple of Nothing.

I see some dreamers milling about. "NOMAD NOMAD?" someone shouts.

"You are too late. Now it's nightmare time."

"You still owe me a fight, gringo!" Hukif says, shooting some type of hook weapon into me.

"It's nightmare time," I state flatly. I line up many portals, and launch into the first dream with Hukif trailing behind. He and I battle through dreams, like two archdemons with Sarnox rolling around on the ground laughing, and our two devil dogs hopping about with mad glee. Hukif and I keep ripping each other apart and forming them back together.

"I DO NOT HAVE MY FORMER POWER, OR YOU WOULD BE DEAD, BROTHER!" he shouts at me.

"You have everything you need within."

"NO! YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND THE LAWS OF MY UNIVERSE, SO DO NOT BE SO PRESUMPTUOUS, YOU EGOMANIAC!"

Hukif becomes a mountain, in a drill shape, and spins at me faster than light. I feel my dream body stretch and fly apart.

I reform my dream body around a dwarf star speck. I hear a hollow voice...

"Nightmare? There is a nightmare inside of me?"

"Yes!" I shout to no one, and wake up in my bed by the koi pond in the Biodome, and laugh to myself.

DELTA

I stand at the Top of the Temple of Nothing. The earth rises, and eclipses the sun. I raise a smoking obsidian mirror to absorb the energy of the eclipse.

'ALL HAIL THE BLACK SUN!' I shout.

'All hail the God of Nothing!" shout people from below. I morph into a jaguar and roar. All the people morph into jaguar.

I point the smoking mirror at earth, and create a dark rainbow bridge to pull them to me, the God of Nothing on the Green Moon!

[I]Aliens

I am an alien contactee. I have been in contact with two different alien species that I know of. I got into lucid dreaming because I got into astral projection and remote viewing. The reason I did this was because I felt something was missing from my mind. Around 1995, I became obsessed with astral projection and the paranormal. I listened to Coast to Coast all the time, and read every book on the paranormal in my local library. I was reading a book by Whitley Streiber when all of a sudden I had a massive flashback. I started writing everything down before I could forget.
I wrote for about 45 minutes. I had written twenty pages. In it, I detailed an experience of being hypnotized as a child by people in black and being introduced to an extraterrestrial as an experiment.
As you can imagine, I agonized for years wondering if this was true. Through dreaming, I realized it was.
I also recovered another painful memory which happened two years later. I was molested.

As I have wandered in my oneironautical journeys, and have discovered the nature of reality and illusion, I began to wonder if that molestation memory was actually a memory of ET contact. Through dreaming, I now see the truth.[/I]

This is my dream:

I float up out of bed. I am surrounded by alien Greys. I sense they are some kind of soulless organic robots, controlled by a distant mind. Their creepy eyes feel hollow because there is nothing there. I blast them with 360 flamethrowers. Their puppetmaster launches a web around me. I fly up to him to punch him, but to no avail. I unsheath my hip dagger, and plunge it into his stomach, screaming like a banshee to keep the wound open. I turn my entire body into a blade, and launch into the wound. I come out the other side, but there is still a net around me. I expand, but every time I break one, there is another one waiting for me. Though they seem to be thinning, they are no weaker. I feel as if they are made of astral cords. I begin to feel claustraphobic. I call to Raven. “Raven!”

She opens a portal to me, riding through on a broom laughing with two bats swirling around her. She analyzes the situation without a word, then she goes supernova and destroys the whole bullshit dream. We are in some kind of chaos plane for an instant where everything is not whole. We tumble out of a portal into the healing glen in New Eden. We cough up dark energy, and the glen sends up healing energy all over and through us. We lie on our backs for awhile in silence looking up at the sky. I begin to fall asleep. My astral body rises out of my dream body. I see Raven is asleep, but her astral body is moving around. “Raven, Raven wake up.”
Her astral body gets up, and looks at me sleepily. “Good morning Nomad... Coffee... bathroom... Oh, hey, we’re in the Biodome!”
“Right.”
“Oh, weird. Did I fall asleep here?”
“I think so. Our dream bodies were worn out from that Drow attack. Those fuckin Insect Grey motherfuckers.”
“Hmm?”
I pace. “This is perfect. See? We are in our astral bodies right now, I mean, this is where our conscious minds are: in our astral bodies on the dream plane. I want to go into the astral plane... Into the past, seven years after I was born...” I sense Raven’s confusion at my frenetic energy. I turn and look into her eyes, locking eye contact. Her eyes become two swirling galaxies, as do mine. The galaxies collide in a reflection of each other... and we communicate telepathically, in images.
Raven, I think I am a fucking alien.
Okay.
That sounds crazy.
No it doesn’t. I am an alien, too.
I am a physical alien.
What’s the difference?
I don’t know.
Look, I was molested as a kid, but I think that memory is false.
It could be an unconscious desire to make it “unhappen.”
Look into my mind, Raven.
I allow her to see in past the illusion of the molestation to alien contact.
Her eyes grow large. So you know it’s true, Nomad.
No I don’t.
I just saw it.
I know, but I want to see it, on the astral plane. I want to be in that physical place. I want to see it from third person perspective.
Are you sure you don’t want to be hypnotized?
Ha ha, Raven. This is way more accurate. We both know this.

Raven smiles at me. “Help me create this portal. I will focus on its astral aspect, and you focus on the time and place...”
“Okay... Washington State, USA, Tacoma suburbs, 1982...”
The portal looks more like a wormhole with just a very transparent thin pane for the portal. The wormhole is silvery. I looks like psychedelic guts of a giant creature. Maybe it’s the guts of the universe? We step in, and are being pulled by some tiny fish like sting rays. We tumble into the sky, and catch ourselves. We are floating above a forest. I see my young self walk out of a house, and grab my friend’s bike. I am fearlessly going to ride in the woods alone.
I teleport behind my boy self from the past, and stick an astral tentacle on to him so I will not lose track. Raven watches from above.
I see there are about fifty Greys watching from the woods. They are practically invisible, using some type of cloaking device which bends light in a strange way. There are two different sizes. I notice there are two short ones with every tall one. The short ones generally stand on the sides of the tall ones. I see three of them materialize. I get some kind of sense that the tall one is a female, and the two short ones are male.
The tall one freezes my boy self’s body. One of the small ones levitates me off the bike, and the other one TK’s it away, and it slides through the leaves. My boy self’s face is frozen in sheer terror. The aliens do not seem aware of my boy self’s emotions.
“They are terrifying you, assholes!” Raven says.
“I am not upset anymore, Raven. Let’s just watch.”
They levitate me to a few inches off the ground, but maintain TK grip, and approach me. The tall one stares into my eyes. I sense some kind of dark faraway intelligence. Her energy feels feminine, yet puppet-like, vacant. She tells me, “We mean you no harm, brother.” She turns to the small ones, and I hear sounds come out of her which sounds something like a cicada or cricket. I know what she is saying. She is arguing with the other ones.
“He forgot the Mission.”
“You cannot call DNA code ‘He.’ Let us not place so much responsibility on our brother, here (after which she said an extremely long string of numbers and letters and symbols which means my exact DNA code specific to me.)”
I suddenly have a flashback, no, I am intercepting telepathic communication. Aliens come into my parent’s bedroom... My mother is sleeping alone. They release some type of sedative blue gas into the air. They use a strange machine that looks like an insect which slides a probe into her navel, and injects some type of human-alien hybrid cells into the amniotic fluid to bind with my developing embryonic body. I realize the when the alien says, “he,” he is not talking about my boy self, but about the alien DNA code.
The female alien casually undresses me as one of the other alien levitates me higher. She looks in all my orifices, then puts my clothes back on. I am terrified. She seems annoyed or confused. “You were one of our best, Captain,” she mumbles.
***
Another flashback. I am an alien Grey fighter pilot. I am in a space battle with Reptilians over an asteroid. There are some kind of sentient native creatures there hurling rocks at us, that look like a cross between trees, fungus and dinosaur... giants. I get wounded, and am going to die.
On an operating room table. They withdraw my vital life essence from my core, and the doctors tell me to focus my consciousness into my remaining physical essence in order to impregnate the DNA with physical memory. My grey shell body expires, and now my consciousness is in my glowing ball of energy which they withdraw from my chest and place in a machine. Then, they take skin from my warm body and place it on 8 pieces of glass. The machine divides my energy into 8 living pieces, and squirts them on to the 8 pieces of glass like gel. The gel energy binds to the skin, which is placed in a glass container which makes the cells grow. The Greys only have one type of cell that does many different things. The growth containers are taken to a lab and watched over before they finally are given to ones that inject them into wombs of pregnant humans.
***
I pee my pants. The female tall alien seems confused. The other ones do not seem to notice. I look down, and I notice I unconsciously pulled my pants down before I urinated, but they are still holding me a few inches off the ground. The aliens become invisible and walk away, then drop me. I run to the bike, and touch it to see if it’s real. I turn to the aliens. I see the eyes of many aliens in the woods.
“Are you real?” I shout at them. They begin to disappear. “Is this a dream? A nightmare?”
They completely disappear.
“You are the devil!” I shout at them, and they vanish. I sit down and cry for a few minutes. Then, I pick up my bike, and walk it back through the woods. I stop crying. I feel the aliens freeze me again, this time from inside their ships.
I can hear their thoughts as they try to brainwash me. “FEAR-LINK, ENGAGE. ILLUSION SCREEN TRAUMA. ENGAGE. FALSE MEMORY LOADED. LOCK MEMORY, COMPLETE. REPROGRAMMING COMPLETE. TRAUMA DIVERGE (a series of numbers).” They use my unconscious mind to create an illusory memory of sexual trauma should I ever try to remember it. And in a sense it was, because it was against my will, but at the same time, it was not for some sick pleasure on their part. It was an examination.
I come out of my boyhood self. I didn’t realize I popped in like that. Raven is standing next to me. She puts her arm around me. “You okay, Nomad?”
“I... I am fine... just overwhelmed.”
She opens a portal to the Mountain in New Eden on the Green Moon. We sit in silence as we watch the sun rise.

I am standing on the landing pad at near the top of the Temple of Nothing. I float up above the roof. The stone roof opens up to the sky, and a golden mechanical device, the SunDisk appears. I slam a staff with a globe made of circles at the top into the device. The globe spins, and the SunDisk which is a type of concave mirror, spins. Then, I point the Mirror at Urth. I see dreamers begin to float up the beam of light.

I am back on the Moon, in the Temple of Nowhere on the Landing Pad.
MoSh is waiting there for me with a green guitar. Raven is on drums and keyboard. “Cool!” She grins at me. I grab a microphone, and grow a didjeridoo out of my body. MoSh grows a bass out of his guitar, and strums a rocking chord on all strings. PLANET ROCK! DREAM RUNNING! I form a bubble around our band, and line up portals. We fly through dreams, a monster band, roaring and rocking. We change into crazed monster beasts and trounce through dreams. A lot of parasites try to attack us, but our bassline is just too godly. We come back to the landing pad through a portal.
“Do you think it worked?” MoSh asks.
“Probably not, but I hope so. For now, let’s ROCK!”
There is a huge crowd of the denizens of the City of Nowhere waiting to get their faces melted. Raven starts in with a tone on the keyboard, like an epic movie soundtrack, then, I rumble like distant thunder on the didjeridoo. MoSh hits a chord on his guitar, then Raven hits the drums, tch-tchakka boom BOOM BOOM BOOM!” The crowd screams, and we play:

[video=youtube;1QP-SIW6iKY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1QP-SIW6iKY[/video]

An epic free-for-all battle ensues. It’s pure chaos. Q10 put’s a “don’t-die” shield over the crowd. In the middle of the song, I morph into my Demon Self, Deathgawn, and open my chest portal to NeverWonderHell, my Inner World. A host of Darklings pours out into the crowd, and joins the fray. Koomo appears out of my chest. “Did someone say, ‘Rock and Roll’ ?” asks the manbat King. Strange energy-sonic weapons like blades appear on his fists. When he swings them, it sounds like rock.
DJ TKO appears behind us, and mixes our music live. He looks like a giant man in a gorilla suit. I start laughing into the mic crazily.
The Muthafukkin Moon Orcs which are Russian fly down on giant black beetles, and join the fray, so it’s even more like the video. HAHAHA. WTF?
I wake up, rolling around, and laughing.
Wait? what? Where am I? Selene kisses me.
I wake up.