I think imagination playing tricks on me. When i lucid dream, i see the same city all the time. Same place. I can do whatever i want there. After few years experiance of the same place now i know where are all the parks, markets, shops are and which bus i should take to go somewhere. Thats really weird,i see same people,same gangs, where the poor ones live, where to hide if someone is chasing me and where is unsafe to go. The roads, forests are the same. Now it's been a while since i lucid dream being there, that's kinda sad
I am on the surface of a huge balloon or small asteroid about the size of a neighborhood. The whole surface is covered by houses tightly placed side by side, and their porches. I wander around this floating city. There are no streets and you have to walk around by passing through the houses or porches. Wondering around is like walking through a labyrinth. Houses are old, one-flatted, filled by green plants; vines ferns and bushes. Architecture is Tuscan alike. Some houses are empty, and others are full with people – like within a social reunion. It seems like somebody at my back – I never see his face – is constantly explaining to me what I see. This advisor lets me know that I am allowed to keep one of the empty houses. I wonder for hours, from one house to another. I can’t make up my mind. I wake up.
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