Morpheus

Morpheus then appeared. He was a tall pale bald man with large bushy black eyebrows, and
tiny piercing icy bue eyes, in a long dark robe, purple and black. There were spikes coming
up out of his shoulders like armor. He looked at me sternly, then began walking without
saying a word. I fell into step next to him, then his appearance changed to Morpheus from
The Matrix, then, dozens and dozens of different random people like the Scramble Suit in A
Scanner Darkly.
He stopped. The music changed, or started up again, and beautiful vines grew and swirled
around us on the ground. Grass, bushes and trees grew up around us, and animals began to
inhabit the forest. I tried to remember questions I wanted to ask him.
He spoke first. "I, together with my brothers, create every dream and every nightmare for
you. We are beauty, and ugliness, ecstasy and pain. We are everything you love, and
everything you seek to destroy."
****
There were various strange magical odds and ends, but I didn't pay much attention to them,
for the face of Morpheus kept changing still, but his clothes no longer did. Suddenly his
appearance stopped changing, and he looked like a stern wizard again. I tried to remember
my questions.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am everyone you ever have met and everyone you ever will meet in a dream. I am you. I
am everyone and no one at the same time."
"How do I stay lucid longer?"
He paused, and chuckled. "You already know, or you will know, or you have known all your
life." Then, I felt him communicating telepathically to me: You are lucid right now. You know
this is a dream. You know what you need to do. You don't need to ask me anything. You
already have the answer, for I am you, O great Pan. (The phrase "O great Pan," he said
sarcastically, as if he knew I wasn't Pan himself, but only me becoming Pan in my dreams.
Of course he would know that I was not Pan, him being me.) I couldn't think of any more
questions, and the dream ended.
***
We were in a beautiful garden. There were all kinds of fruit trees, and lovely flowering plants
all around us. Bees and butterflies were flitting about, pollinating the blossoms. There were
many pale grey steps leading up what looked like a temple. A woman that was about 80
feet high slowly made her way down the steps. She was wearing a long grey dress, and her
skin and hair was the color of the full moon.
"Are you the moon goddess?" I asked.

Then, she turned into a great golden snake, and opened her jaws, hissing. All our
surroundings instantly became dark and half-dead.
"I am whoever you want me to be!" The snake's voice was like gravel scraping a frozen sea.
The surroundings were familiar to me. "Ah! It's Morpheus!" Morpheus changed into a man
wearing a blue and black robe with a bald head.
"Welcome to my castle," he smiled. Morpheus turned and walked to the entrance. We
followed him, eyes wide.
"Who are you? Are you me?"
"No!" he said sternly, "I am a separate entity."
We were suddenly in a huge dimly lit hall, with a ceiling so high it disappeared into the
darkness. We were sitting at a very long dining table. The table was full of food. There was
a huge plate of many variety of fruits. Raven and Selene began eating at one end, and I
started eating all the fruits.
Morpheus sat at the end and grinned. "Every dream about eating in dining rooms takes
place here," he said. Suddenly the room changed, and it was a 1950's style dining area near
a kitchen. There was a folding card table with a blue and green flower print on a white
background. I felt disoriented. The room changed back to what it had been before.
Morpheus got up from the table, and I followed him into the scullery. It was hot. People
were cooking, and washing dishes in big wooden tubs. The place changed to a modern
kitchen in a home. I felt disoriented and confused again.
Morpheus and I were suddenly walking in a great hall. It was the same hall from a previous
dream, like a long hall in a mideavel castle.
****
Hades
The ground was full of great pits. I was in a great cave under the earth, an underground
world. There were treacherous narrow paths between the pits. In the center of the cave was
a throne, on which sat the god Hades. I went to him, and stood before the throne. He
looked like he was made of grey stone. His eyes were empty sockets, but I felt him looking
at me. He had a square jaw, a sharp nose, and a thick square beard. He was wearing a
stone crown.
"Ah, we meet again, traveler," he said to me. He stood up from the throne, and I followed
him. "Who are you? Are you me?" I asked.
"No!" he replied, insulted. "I am Hades." There were many people repeating various tasks. I
asked him what they were doing. He told me they were trying to learn a lesson.
He stopped at one particular pit where the heat coming out of it was intense. He looked
down into it. I followed his gaze into the pit below. It was full of fire. There were people in
the fire screaming and moaning, reaching upwards.

"What is that?" I asked.

"Hell," he said. "They created it themselves."
"How long are they going to be down there?" I asked.
"They will be there until they feel they have been punished enough," said Hades.
"So, they can leave whenever they want to?" I asked incredulously.
"Yes."
"So why don't they?" I asked on the verge of anger.
"Guilt."
Hades shook his head, and walked on. I felt sorry for the people in Hell, but then I realized
they weren't actually feeling the pain of fire, only the pain of their guilt from their former
life.
I followed Hades again, and he led me upwards. We were in total blackness. Then, I felt like
my eyes got adjusted to the light. I saw people sitting in a huge circle, so big that I could
not see the whole thing. They were meditating with their eyes closed.
I heard Hades' voice in my head. "This is the place between worlds. This is where people go
to plan out their next life."
***
Suddenly, we were in Hollow Earth. The light was bright. Everything was beautiful. In the
sky was a great black sun, that you could stare right at. The plants and lovely translucent
shimmery pastels reminded me of the Dream Warrior planet. We walked down a path,
taking in all the beauty.
"I have to see the King of Hollow Earth!" I said.
Instantly, I was inside the Black Sun. I was alone with the King of Hollow Earth. He looked
exactly like stone god Hades I saw in my previous dream. He stood up from his throne, and
looked at me. We began walking. All around me looked like the same Hades I had seen
before, after I went into the ziggurat, and passed Cerberus. Everything was dark and grey.
Then, everything changed. I saw the beautiful colorful landscape I had seen before with the
same shape of the underworld. I looked at the King of Hollow earth. He now appeared as a
strong ancient man, with a short thick white beard, and a golden crown on his head instead
of stone. His eyes were blue and I felt he was staring into my very soul.
Then, everything changed back, and the two scenes began strobing. It was very
disorienting. What is going on? I asked the King. "You are seeing both worlds, at the same
time, child."
"Are they both the same? I don't understand. What is the difference?"
"Perception. People that feel they must be punished for their deeds when they walked upon
the crust, will only see darkness and fire. Those who loved greatly, and love still, will
perceive only beauty and life."

"Who are you? Are you Pan? Are you the Dream Warrior Master?"
"No," he said. "That man is my brother."
"So, all these people, are they real? What I mean is, is this world a physical place? Are we in
the same dimension as the physical world on the Crust."
He looked at me directly, and simply said, "Yes."
"What is going to happen in 2012?" I asked anxiously.
"Do not fear a number," he said answering my anxiety. Then he answered my question
directly: We are coming.
"Thank you, O King," I said as I knelt to bow.
"Stand up, human Dream Warrior!" he commanded. "I am no King. I am a man just like
you. Do not bow to me. The only difference between you and I is my immortality resides
here eternally."

***

zaphor
I was in outer space, alone. Zaphor, the red dragon-man, my dream guide was talking to
me, floating in a cloud. "Everything is a dream. Your waking life is a dream. You have power
over your waking life. Make lots of money, and it will give you power as lucidity does. You
are suffering, and you will suffer more. You are no longer phobic of paperwork. All your
fears will be conquered here. This is going to take time. You must be patient with yourself
and never quit. That is the most important thing. Quitters never ever win. Just as you have
broken free from your own limitations and the limitations others have placed on you in the
dream world, you must break free first from the limitations you place on yourself in your
waking life. Then, your mind will be free, and power will begin flowing to you. Money will
give you power over your own life, and freedom from the limitations others place on you.
You are suffering, and you will suffer more.
I will be here in your dreams to guide you. You have friends in the dream world that you
now know are real. You have fought gods. The gods are not dream characters created by
your mind. They are real spirits. All view the gods differently. You see them as gods of the
Hawaiians and Greeks.
You have spirit guides to aid you in waking life. You know who they are, and you will meet
more.
You are suffering, and you will suffer more. Write down your night dreams. Hold on to your
day dreams. Use the present to change the future. Alter your reality for a better life."
Then, he was no longer a dragon-man, but a great red dragon in the sky. He blew fire on
me, and I screamed as I was engulfed in flames. I felt no pain.
"It's burning away, it's all burning away." I heard a voice as my dream body burned away.
There was only my energy left. I felt pure.
***
I was in a meditation room I created in my living ficus house. There was small shrine with
some figurines on it: an angel, a man-bat, a human, an elephant, a blue dragon, and a
golden dragon.

Above the shrine was a great mirror. The mirror had a beautiful frame, like dark silver with
hints of gold, wrought into the shape of two dragons. I saw Zaphor, my red dragon guide
floating on a cloud in the mirror.
"How do I increase clarity?" I asked him.
"Open your eyes, he said."
He faded into the background slightly, and I saw my own face. "Open my eyes, open my
eyes," I said to myself. Suddenly, my third eye popped open, and looked around. It startled
me. I looked at it. It was the most vivid thing I have ever seen in a WILD. It had a blue iris,
and thick black lashes.
***
Fragment
I was in the meditation room of my living house. I was looking in the mirror at my third eye.
I stood up and walked around. I could see everything glowing, and what it appeared to be
previously was a faint overlay image. I felt extremely disoriented. I walked around, and left
my house. Everything still looked like that.
"Ack! What is this?" I grabbed my head.
"What you are seeing," said a voice which I recognized as Zaphor, "is the energy of all
things. The archetype images created by your own mind is now gone, and you are seeing
the truth beneath." I walked around looking at the energy. It was fascinating, confusing,
and completely disorienting. I felt like I had some kind of mental vertigo. "I don't know if I
want to see everything like this!" I said to no one. "I feel so confused!"
***
I was in the meditation room of my living ficus house, sitting on a zabutan, a square
Japanese sitting pillow, meditating in front of my dragon mirror above my shrine. I saw
Zaphor in the mirror, floating benignly. He seemed to smile at me, though his expression
didn't change. "Hello, Gargoyle," he said. Suddenly his image stretched out behind him into
infinity. "Is that my name?" I asked in a thousand voices. He laughed a thousand gargoyle
laughs. "No, it is what we are, brother."
Suddenly he and I were flying through space each in our own bubble, and Zaphor was a red
gargoyle, and I was a sky blue gargoyle. We were zipping around through the universe. He
spoke to me quickly telepathically.
You are in reality. All is real. Everything you see is real. Nothing is everything, and
everything is nothing. Existence is infinite. You are infinitely less and infinitely more than a
speck in the sea of existence. We are connected to everything because of existence.
Separation of self is an idea for survival, but we are incessantly united. Everything is the
same. Nothing is real. The Void is a real place, which doesn't exist, never has existed, and
never will. The Void is within and without you. Foolishness is wisdom, and wisdom is for
fools. The merry at heart are righteous, the sad are blameless, the angry ones pity, and the
evil ones destroy themselves out of necessity.
None of this is true,

but you understand the meaning.

Deep goes the tunnel
for the one truly dreaming.
Close your eyes now,
and you can see what you are seeing.
Open your heart,
because that's what does believing.
Your mind is a tool,
but it's deception is convincing.
Create the world you want,
then be open to receiving.
Nothing is coming,
and everything is leaving.
Inhale nothing to
know that you are dreaming.
Inhale nothing to know
that you are dreaming.
***
Zaphor, my dream guide the red gargoyle appeared to me, floating in a cloud in lotus
position.
"You have questions," he stated simply.
"All this... is it all real?"
"You already know the answer, my brother."
"Why do you call me brother?"
"We are gargoyles. Look at yourself. I looked at myself." I was a sky blue gargoyle.
"I don't understand."
"Yes, you do."
"But, Koomo calls me brother."
"He is your blood brother. I am your birth brother."
"My spirit guides, are they with me, even now?"
"Michael is here, as he always is." I felt an angel embrace me from behind. I felt a calming
peace.
"Koomo is fighting. He calls for your aid. Arm yourself, and go to him now." Zaphor
disappeared.

Chronos, god of Time

I was on the Moon, in the Biodome. My astral pet, Jo, the Mollosian, ran up to me, and
leaned on me heavily the way big dogs do. I looked around. Why did I feel I needed to go to
the Moon before I met the god of Time? where was I supposed to go?
As if in answer to my thoughts, a man appeared, hovering before me. He was a bald pale
man, wearing a long black and blue robe. He looked like Mr. Gone from The Maxx.

"You called?" he asked grimly, then raised his hands two his sides, his palms facing me. BVV-V-V-V-V!
We were in outer space. I felt my body turn inside out, and he was spinning me in two great
circles, no a lemniscate. It was absolutely terrifying. My dream body wanted to feel pain,
but I kept reminding myself that it was a dream. If I had a mouth, it would have been
opened in a silent scream of near madness.
I saw circles of Kronos' own dream body go in and out of him, like Venom when he gets hit
with a sonic blast, except it was deliberate and precise.
"Why have you called me?" he demanded in a voice like the roaring of a thousand lions.
"Because, I want to learn how to stop time." I felt like a spoiled brat asking for more candy.
"You think you can stop ME?" he roared again, and spun me faster. Then, he stretched the
lemniscate he made my dream body into even greater. I felt like my soul was being ripped
apart then smashed back together. I began screaming in pure terror.
"You fool! You cannot stop TIME! TIME IS INFINITE!" he roared in fury like an army of
demons hell-bent on revenge. "All you can change is your perception of Time, idiot!"
Then, he slowed the lemniscate-me, and I started to faintly glow with a white light. "You
pathetic little fool. Don't you understand that you are part of everything and nothing at the
same time? Don't you see all is moving never stopping at the same time? Everything is
expanding and contracting at the same time. You can stop nothing! What makes you think
you can stop Time?"
"Can I at least slow time?" I asked weakly. My persistence apparently amused him. He
threw back his head and laughed the laugh of a thousand gods that is still ringing in my
ears.
I was back on the Moon, in the Biodome, alone.
***
was on the moon in the Biodome. Some large black dogs ran up to me. I pet them
absentmindedly. Where is Selene? One of the dogs clamped down on my right foot, a pit
bull. What a little shit! What is going on? A portal opened behind me, and I got sucked in
right after the pit bull.
I was in The Outback. It was not a pit bull, but a black Isz. I was The Maxx. GAH! I sliced it
off my foot with my claw. I was standing on the same rock outcropping where Selene had
been when she was Julie Winters, The Jungle Queen. Mr. Gone appeared. "So, Maxx, you
have met another one of my little pets." Then, he laughed at me menacingly.

"Hey man, you know what? Fuck this shit already!" I pointed at him with my right hand and
absorbed him into me. The whole world folded up like a paper getting sucked into a vacuum
cleaner.
I was in outer space, and Chronos, the god of time, with the appearance of Mr. Gone floated
in front of me. I felt sick and dizzy. "What the hell was that?"
"That was an impostor, child," and he threw back his head and laughed merrily.
"Oh. Ugh..."
"You'll be fine, in time!" Then he laughed again at his own joke.

The Tower Computer

meditation:
I am back in the Biodome, stumbling around confusedly. I teleport to the Tower. I am
standing on a pink circle which is scanning me. The computer says: Dark energy detected,
parasite detected.
I am in a sick bay room, strapped down to a bed. with my arms splayed out. A medical
droid rolls over to me, and injects something into my torso. I start shaking. Black tendrils
come out of me, then disappear. I breathe deeply, and try to relax.
The Tower computer spoke again: Nomad, you have been injected with a substance that will
increase the resistance in your veins to dark energy. It will keep it from flowing into other
parts of your body. But, you must not swallow or absorb the dark energy as you have been.
You must inhale it, then quickly exhale it. That is the only way your body will be able to
handle it. Also, the rage parasite has returned, attracted to the rage energy within you. Let
go of the rage, and the parasite will starve. Now, breathe deeply, warrior, and be at peace.
Rest. Selene is resting in the room next to you.

Buddha
I decided I wanted to go into the spirit realm with some monks, and kill Buddha. Buddha
was a giant glowing golden man, meditating in lotus. His aura was so intense, I could see it.
It was golden, with some rainbow-ey colors coming off of it. All the monks were using all
kinds of weapons and physical attacks against Buddha. It was like toddlers trying to fight a
grown man. I joined them anyway. It was useless.
I morphed into Kamapua'a, (the Hawaiian pig-man, a demigod), and I opened my great
mouth, and I swallowed him whole. I felt him inside me. "Buddha is within," said a voice.
"You are all Buddha." I was in space again. I still felt Buddha inside me. I flew through the

moon, punching a hole in it. I decided I would become even bigger than planets. I
swallowed Saturn, Mercury, and Mars. I became bigger, and I swallowed the Sun.
I felt the Sun burning inside me. I became a golden man. I flew to the center of the galaxy
to swallow that also. There were very bright white big stars all around me. They were
blindingly white. Their power was so intense I was afraid. "This is a dream," I said to myself,
"so why I am I scared?"
I stayed where I was, saying, "this is a dream." I felt the stars watching me benevolently. I
was awed at their power. I was overwhelmed.
I couldn't handle it anymore. The light was blinding, and the emotion was too intense. I
went back to the Moon, and I was me again.
***
I summoned a murder of ravens, and they flew down from the sky and landed on the
ground, gobbling up the worms.
Suddenly I felt like I was having a vision: I was a raven, with a worm glowing inside of me.
Then, I was Kamapua'a with Buddha inside me. I heard a disembodied voice say, "You
consume the enemy's energy. Buddha lies within."

Otherme
I was in a funny little village village like one from an RPG. The streets were narrow
cobblestone. The pink ball stopped in front of a store and pointed at it. The sign on the door
was a needle and thread.
A man opened the door that looked like me. He was shirtless and barefoot, wearing only
jeans. "Come in, come in, you two." Selene and I walked in. "Glad you could finally make
it."
The inside of the house looked like one I had lived in in Massachusetts. The man had red
spikes coming out of his body and head. He told me he had a pair of cute pet dream
budgies and they were incubating a clutch of dream budgie eggs. He told me the dream
budgies were going to be the most amazing dream birds once they hatched. I was
impressed by how much the man knew about the nature of dreaming. He talked to me at
length about the nature of dreams.
"So, this place we are in right now, is this another dimension?"
"Of course. I am real, she is real, you are real. We are all real."
"So, the dreams that Raven and I have are real, then?"
"Of course they are real. You live your waking life based on your thoughts, and focus,
correct? You focus on things, that makes them more real to you. You decide where you want
to go. Those are thoughts. All the big changes in your waking life begin and end with your

thoughts or the thoughts of others. Shared dreaming is no different from shared living. Your
reality interacts with others' reality all based on each others' thoughts. Even harm to others
begins as ill will in the mind, does it not? Of course. Your problem is you think this is
illusion, and waking life is reality. What you don't understand is all is illusion, and all is
reality. Monsters that terrorize you in nightmares, will cause fear in waking life, therefore
their power is bleeding over into what you call reality.
The lines between dimensions are not so clearly drawn. Do you follow? Already, you are
smudging the border, and you continue to smudge the borders even further. Smudge... that
rhymes with budg-ie, sort of. That reminds me. The budgies."
He didn't show me the birds, but I could telepathically see what they looked like.
"So why are you incubating the birds?" I asked.
"Oh," he laughed, "It's just like incubating dreams."
"And what about the adult birds, what are those?"
"They are my dream pets, of course." He seemed amused at the question.
"Do I need to form spikes on my dream body?" I asked.
"No, you already have them. Awareness of them is enough."
"So, who are you?" I asked.
"Oh, well, I'm just you from another dimension. That's why I look a little different."
"Oh, that's interesting."
Sensing my doubt, he said, "I really am, you know. But, you don't have to believe me. I still
exist regardless." With that he laughed at me, like an older brother laughs at a younger
sibling when teaching the younger one to walk.
Every time I asked my questions, he kept changing the subject back to the topic of the
dream budjies. "These birds are magical, you know," he grinned, as is if sharing a great
secret. He talked about them the way someone talks about a prized rare gemstone.
"I don't really get it. I'm sorry."
"Ma-gic-al," he said slowly, mocking me. "The birds are magical, you know what magic is!"
"But, what's magic about them."
"Well, it doesn't matter what is magical about the adult breeding pair. Magic varies from
generation to generation. What matters is the magical qualities of the dream budgie babies
that are still in their eggs. I'm so excited! Aren't you?" he smiled like a little kid showing off
a new bike.
"I don't know...I am curious to see what they are going to look like. Should I be?"
"I would be excited if I were you," he said. "The dream budgie babies are for you. They are
going to be your dream pets when they grow up."
"Oh, thank you!" I said.
"Well, you don't have to thank me, thank yourself, I am you after all," he laughed. "Just
keep incubating the dream. Keep the dream budgies nice and warm with your thoughts. The
parents are two little sweethearts of birds. Incubate the dream when the budgie babies will
hatch. The more you think about them, and give them your positive energy while they are

in the eggs, the more magical they will be! Oh, they are going to be so beautiful! Aren't you
excited?"
"Yes!" I said.
"Well, now it's time for you to wake up," he said, showing me the door. "You've already
forgot part of the dream. I don't want you to forget the whole thing!" he laughed cheerily.
Selene seem perplexed as we walked out the door.

Future's Hope (my spaceship)

RAAA! I morphed into a giant lava minotaur, bursting through the skin of the ship. "What is
wrong with me?" I roared. Raven shot a beam of purple flame at me, glowing orange at the
tips. I shrunk down, and returned to normal.
I went back down into the ship, and the hole I made instantly closed, as if it was healing
itself. Selene's face was pale. She was freaked out. Spike looked mildly annoyed.
"Go to the back of the ship," said the ship in my head. I stepped on to a glowing lavender
circle, that looked like it was glowing through the deck. I changed into my energy form. The
ship's energy started moving all around me, like an energy shower. I saw my nervous
system in my energy body. For some reason, I was a lavender color, though previously I
was always green. Lightning came down, and flowed through me. I saw a little green worm
in the back of my skull.
"What is that? Can't you get rid of it?" I asked the ship.
"No, only you can. That is your rage. Do not fear it, and it will weaken and disappear in
time," said the ship to me in my head.
I morphed back into my nomad self. I knew at that point that I was okay.
I summoned a cannabis plant. "What's that for?" said Raven.
"Good medicine!" I smiled. "I'll just keep that for later use." (Gauntlet reference.) She
laughed and shook her head.

The Dream Warrior Archivist

"Welcome," said the alien, "to the planet of the Dream Warriors. We have been expecting
you. Come with me."
As we followed him down the path, I looked around at the city. There were all types of races
milling about. Some looked at us curiously, some gave us no heed. "I feel like I'm on Oa!" I
thought. I instinctively morphed into a Green Lantern.
Our guide turned to me and chuckled. "Yes, this is like Oa," he said, "but this is not. Keep
that ring." I looked down at the Green Lantern ring on my finger. "When your imagination is
too great to use to become a form, channel the power into your ring, and use it to defeat
your enemies."

I morphed back into my nomad self. I noticed the others were also walking around wideeyed.

The Dream Warrior Master

The devil man appeared in front of me, towering above looking terrible and evil. His eyes
glowed yellow. He chortled. He flexed his fists, cracking his knuckles. He picked me up, and
swallowed me. I let my rubber ball self roll down his throat, and when I got to his stomach,
I started bouncing, bouncing, bouncing, harder and faster, until I broke through his flesh. I
bounced harder and faster off the sides of the dome, until I was bouncing as fast as a bullet,
putting holes in him from all directions. His eyes bugged out. OOF! He gasped, and the
battle was over.
He returned to normal size. Smoke rose from his skin. "So why do you look like The Devil?"
I asked.
"Because you're a fool!!!" he answered derisively, then disappeared.
**
I felt like I was back in the dome as before, but everything was pitch black. I looked around
for my friends.
"You're alone. Are you afraid?" said a booming voice.
"NO!" I shouted defiantly. I felt embarrassed that I had even answered. I felt like a silly
child.
Suddenly a man appeared in front of me. He looked like my nomad form. We were in a
furious sword duel before I knew what was happening. He countered my every attack, and I
his, but I felt like he could have taken me at any moment if he wanted to. At first I enjoyed
it, then I felt like he was toying with me. I began to get frustrated.
"Why do you torment me, Dream Warrior King?" I asked angrily.
"I am no king!" he spat, "I am a man, just like you!" The way he said king was just like the
way he had said fool in my previous dream, full of derision. He disappeared, and I was in
blackness again. He left me in silence. I could hear myself panting. Sweat ran down the
sides of my cheeks. I looked around for my friends again. I felt my heart rate increasing.
"You are alone. Are you afraid?" the voice demanded.
"Yes," I conceded.
The man appeared in front of me again, in the form of my nomad self. "Good. Do not deny
your fear, ever. You are learning the ways of the warrior." Then, he disappeared in a puff of
smoke.
***
We were before the Jedi Council. "You have done well, Jedi Knights, said Yoda. Release your
ego, and calm your minds. Be one with yourself."
I knelt before him, and he pat me on the head like I was a child.
"Are you the Dream Warrior Master, Yoda?" I asked.

We were instantly back in the training dome on the Dream Warrior planet. Yoda turned into
the Devil. "What do you think?" he laughed and disappeared.
***

The Frost Giant, the god of Winter

I was instantly in the cave of the Frost Giant. I saw a golden glow coming from the back of
the cave. Little Joseph was there. He looked like green crystal energy. The frost giant was in
the rear of the cave with Joseph, and I saw the source of the glow. Raven was sleeping, a
slightly pained expression on her face. Golden light was pouring out of her.
I pulled out my didjeridoo, to try to aid in healing. I blew it, and the whole world twisted for
a second. It was very disorienting. I stopped. "Whoah! Whoah there!" laughed the Frost
Giant. "You are bending reality!"
"Oh!" I felt at once confused, pleasantly surprised, and embarrassed.
"Do not be concerned," said the Frost Giant. "She is only resting."
"But, how will I know if any of this is real?" I asked. He looked at me with large gentle eyes.
"Child, everything is real. Quiet your mind. Look, Joseph has something he wants to show
you."
***
The frost giant stirred a pot of soup above a small fire. We stared into the flames for awhile
in silence.
"As you become stronger, you are attract more of these creatures that want to feed off of
your increasing energy. You must learn to guard yourselves more and more."
"But, how?" I asked.
"You are doing everything you need to do. You will be giving and receiving healing more and
more."
"Was it wrong for me to absorb the dark energy?"
"Energy is energy. There is all kinds of energy. You can absorb the dark energy of you foes
and use it against them. But, it must be like sucking molasses through a straw. Do not
swallow the dark energy. It will make you vomit. Instead inhale it, then instantly exhale it."
"I want to know about you. Who are you?"
"I am the god of the North, the god of Winter, I have many names."
"Then why are we at the end of winter here?"
"All things end, and all things begin. Look, even now, a great blizzard blows outside this
cave." I looked, and the outside of the cave was bright white with a heavy snowfall.
"Where do you come from? Your people, where are they?"
"I am the last of my kind. Once we were numerous on the face of the earth. We became
tools of the gods, and they drove us mad with bloodlust. We ate humans. The humans made
war on us, killing most of us with their weapons of bone and stone. There are still a few of
us left. They call us abominable snowman, or Yeti."

"But, you said you were the last of your kind. I am confused."
"The others are like animals. They have lost their sentience. I have lost contact with them
eaons ago. They wander the frozen north as great carnivores. I am the only one left with a
mind."
"Why does Raven perceive you as a Crystal Golem?"
"She is seeing into my soul. Come with me, and I will show you the source of my power."
Altair and I followed the Frost Giant toward the back of his cave, and stepped through the
rear wall, which apparently was an illusion. We were in a giant geode. Crystals the size of
trees grew out in all directions.
"This is the source of my power." I closed my eyes and inhaled. I felt circular disks of power
spinning through me at all angles. I opened my eyes. The crystal were beautiful. I felt like I
was treading on sacred ground. We returned to the cave. The Frost Giant sat down, and
began stirring the pot again.
"But, I want to know who you really are."
He looked up at me and smiled.
"Why do you people always speak in riddles? Why don't you answer things directly?"
"I think you know the answer."
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"You already know who I am!"
"Who is speaking in riddles now?"
I couldn't help but laugh.