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In the first dream I was in the middle of explaining to some people visiting a site (business of some sort) out in the country how/why we took basically dead trucks, sort of flatbeds, and then parked our new cars on top of them, the new sort of mini-cars being locked in place on the bed of the truck by yellow metal triangles (four of them) to keep the locals from stealing/vandelizing them.
I said something like "It may just be that we're paying the people who would be stealing the cars, not to. But it seems like we're getting security, and making the locals resent us less by asking them for 'help'. In any case, this solved the problem, so we win, they win, everybody wins." The triangle shape of the metal locks kept kind of reverberating in my head, dunno why, just a triangle of yellow metal connected to another triangle of yellow metal parallel to it and that there were four of them on each bed. "The Boot"ish. While we were talking it was a cold misty morning, very green (english?) countryside looking at one abandoned truck. I also remember a sort of mental side plot of how the trucks came to be used for this, the locals would drive them until they started to rust, then bring them to the site, and set them up....no idea what to make of it.
the second dream was of sort of abstract color/patterns like I sometime imagine with my whole humanity populating the galaxy motef. It started as a speck of red which then followed a sort of wave/arm into a center, then spread out in a spiral pattern...then the red suddenly turned blue (not quite instantly, there was some of both for an instant I guess...time doesnt work quite right in dreams huh?) then spreading out from the center it all turned back to grey/black, except for a small speck again, which repeated the process starting from blue. It was also as though the color/dots were rotating. That one Im going to guess is more just a figuring out my place in the grad scheme thing...heh, a speck on a speck. What did I read one time..."a small collection of cells, on a tiny rock orbiting a common star, on the outer edge of an unremarkable galaxy. But its ok, we're special right?"
I said something like "It may just be that we're paying the people who would be stealing the cars, not to. But it seems like we're getting security, and making the locals resent us less by asking them for 'help'. In any case, this solved the problem, so we win, they win, everybody wins." The triangle shape of the metal locks kept kind of reverberating in my head, dunno why, just a triangle of yellow metal connected to another triangle of yellow metal parallel to it and that there were four of them on each bed. "The Boot"ish. While we were talking it was a cold misty morning, very green (english?) countryside looking at one abandoned truck. I also remember a sort of mental side plot of how the trucks came to be used for this, the locals would drive them until they started to rust, then bring them to the site, and set them up....no idea what to make of it.
the second dream was of sort of abstract color/patterns like I sometime imagine with my whole humanity populating the galaxy motef. It started as a speck of red which then followed a sort of wave/arm into a center, then spread out in a spiral pattern...then the red suddenly turned blue (not quite instantly, there was some of both for an instant I guess...time doesnt work quite right in dreams huh?) then spreading out from the center it all turned back to grey/black, except for a small speck again, which repeated the process starting from blue. It was also as though the color/dots were rotating. That one Im going to guess is more just a figuring out my place in the grad scheme thing...heh, a speck on a speck. What did I read one time..."a small collection of cells, on a tiny rock orbiting a common star, on the outer edge of an unremarkable galaxy. But its ok, we're special right?"