Im not sure which dream came first chronologically. Lucid- I dont remember what the dream plot was before getting lucid, but i was on a long and wide garden path during a sunny day and there were children running around playing. The main path was long (i couldnt see the end) with lots of smaller tributary paths at even intervals with square patches where flowers grew to chest-height. the hand-size stones that made up the paths were also square. I think I was playing a game with the children + i was my male twin. I didnt do a RC, i just noticed i was dreaming. Once i realized this, I looked around for something to explore and one of the kids started chasing me (in good fun). I ran but focused on the feelings of running-the ground beneath me, the wind flying past, etc to strengthen the dream. This worked ! but then my cat woke me up or the alarm rang idk. ...opened the door for my cat and then tried to sleep a bit more before my alarm rang.... non-lucid - dont remember much about this one but it seemed significant and was (sort of) about the book im reading. I was my male twin again. I think i was playing a game gone sour between me and 'my feminine' vs another person and their opposite (i dont remember if i was playing against the man or woman). The significant thing was that the longer 'my feminine' stayed with my opponent, the more she was turned against me. I remember her changing colors from my black and blue to my oppontnt's white and yellow (or the other way around idk). She didnt look like me so I wonder who she was supposed to represent.
+ basketball nobody can make a shot passing is hard feel weak and uncoordinated warming up with team plan is to make shots around the key team standing around the court warming up, low light indoors no features of the building noted, try to make a shot up close and can't, "nothing but net" but it fell short. Nobody makes a single shot. + in Ch.Dw's cube at work, I'm admiring his air freshener feel the breeze on my face, hear it, taste how the air is fresher, want one for my cube + work cubes, loud girl neighbor playing music/talk radio, she turns it down, not nearly enough, "No way, that's not gonna work," she's hostile to the idea of turning it off or using ear buds. + the young woman is changing the water filter cartridge on the large (standing freezer shape) water dispensor, puts it in backwards at first, it makes a very unpleasant sound chug-chug-chug, "IT'S IN BACKWARDS! BACKWARDS! BACKWARDS!" She changes it then I walk around to the front and dispense a glass of water and say "thank you!" + [vague] driving on/alongside a large truck/trailer need to hand something off? + in a bathroom, standing at sink, double sink, looking at the lines of liquid dispenser rubber-lined that run along the top of the counter emptying into the sink, I think about the angle it was done at to make sure that gravity will pull the liquid into the sink, I run my finger along the latex/rubber material of the displenser path and it is very pliable, like a soft caluk, wife L comes in (now it's double toilet) and I know she has to pee, it won't bother me, she sits down to pee and I turn around and sit down on the toilet right next to her and think "zabavno" ("funny/fun").
In this dream there is a clay-mation like city growing up into these weird 3D looking isoforms. You know, like an isometric grid, except there's clay structures like buildings, spirals, and chess pieces pushing up out of the clay. My perspective is from above scrolling downwards (like how you'd scroll a page down). My POV scrolls down to a part where things like bar graphs are forming out of the clay. I also see some double helixes near the bar graph rectangles pushing up. Then, a Morgan Freeman type narrator voice says, "We are determining all the possible disease states." Then, I appear in an old large rectangular train station. It's also made out of clay or maybe old limestone, but at the same time, has many American colonial features, such as oak wood trim. I levitate up in the center of the station, so that my POV is right in the center of the open space. Then I hear the narrator voice again, he's like, "this is our monument..." - or something to that effect "and this is the maximum number of colors for the clock." There was a big old fashioned clock on the wall, but it wasn't very colorful, so I know it was not referring to the colors I was seeing there (mostly beige clay). I got the impression that it was the maximum number of colors that I could potentially see. Then he said something like, "That's the total possible disease states." And then the clay wall of the train station formed a big number on it. It looked like a marquee sign, but carved into the clay. The number wrapped around middle wall height on three of the four walls. The station was about two floors in height, but lacked a second floor, so where the second floor would start was the numbers wrapped around the wall. Analysis: I got the impression that I was looking at some sort of analysis that was being run on us to determine every possible disease we could get. When I woke up, it got me thinking about our planet. I wonder if we could be lab rats that are being tested for our genetic fitness.
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