From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   In the "primary dream" of the evening, the dreamer was viewing a type of   
   exoskeletal armor, most likely defensive in nature:  It was mostly like a   
   clear shell, which one wore much like pulling over a sweater (I seem to recall   
   someone taking it *off*    
   prior to anyone putting it *on*) that had a peculiar type of clear-view diving   
   helmet (cowl?) that fit over the head & neck, sort of as how one could use it   
   to go underwater if necessary, yet see and be seen from all directions.    
   (Note:  *"clear"*.)   
      
   The thought that anyone wearing this outfit might likely sweat to death, and   
   "behold," a tube was visible that ran up the front of the suit (never quite   
   spotted the back end of the suit) of about ¾"–1" diameter (closer to ¾")   
   that also had something    
   of a fan-like function to it, apparently, up into the visor-helmet, so as to   
   provide something akin to air-conditioning (fresh air) to the person in the   
   suit.   
      
   The legs of the outfit were padded along the front, somewhat like leather   
   leggings, which would have been most useful for someone doing things like rock   
   climbing, although I hesitate to think of anyone using such an outfit for rock   
   climbing!   
      
   The dreamer seems to be "game" to wear the outfit then play a campus-level   
   game of "hide & seek" although it's more like for some higher stakes, such as   
   either ownership of the suit, or possibly something even more significant.    
   (If it were a life-or-   
   death level stakes, such were not *clearly* heard within the dialogue, which   
   was rather "quiet" / background type information.)  There was, however, some   
   type of time frame established, such that the present time had to be reckoned   
   (somewhere around 3:40    
   PM?) and that the dreamer (in the suit) had until the top of the hour to go   
   hide (being around 4 PM) with the hunters having 1 hour to search (ending the   
   game at 5 PM.)   
      
   Now, all I can say from my own perspective is, affixing a concept such as   
   clock time within a dream *may* be a "tricky matter."  I think the clock /   
   time frame of the game had to be repeated / clarified at *least* twice,   
   seeming more like 3 times before    
   it was "set" to "Go."   
      
   There were two other details involved in this dream, of having to do with at   
   least 3 cellphones and also a car and a set of keys.  It is *possible* that   
   these elements were a function of watching a TV episode of "Psych" last night   
   that was particularly    
   entertaining:  "Last Night Gus" (S6E2): imdb.com/title/tt2025155 (apparently,   
   one of *the best* user-rated episodes of the series.)   
      
   Two cellphones were of golden-brass (likely brushed metal) in appearance and a   
   third was dark, similar to a blackberry model, but all 3 seemed to be   
   *basically* flip phones (rather than "smart phones," which are like   
   telecommunicative tablets) and *none*    
   of them seemed like the dreamer's actual phone, which felt as if someone else   
   had possibly held it while the dreamer was putting on the suit, and either   
   consciously or subconsciously failed to return it.   
      
   There was also a matter of the dreamer's car and car keys, *both* of which   
   appeared to be missing.  (Again, *much* of that cars, keys, and cellphones   
   routine *may well likely* have been the consequence of S6E2 of the TV series,   
   "Psych" that was watched    
   last night.)   
      
   Regardless, the dreamer had it in mind to somehow aim for a particular "hiding   
   spot," having somewhere to do with the north-eastern border of MTSU in   
   Murfreesboro (along East Main Street) — an area that is *somewhat*   
   collegiate in appearance, yet has,    
   in places, a full block of quiet homes and small shops, as well as a wooded   
   area near the Cope Admin building and the President's home.   
      
   Here is where things get a bit awkward:  it seems that since the dreamer's car   
   was unavailable, [he] may have accepted a ride from someone else.  The driver   
   (and possibly another passenger in the front right seat) were heading along a   
   road, *possibly* US    
   231 South (toward Shelbyville) although precisely where they were, or headed,   
   seems a bit fuzzy, although the dreamer realized that to get back to where he   
   had previously mapped out as a hiding place, the driver needed to do a U-turn   
   at that moment,    
   where the road type would allow it rather easily.   
      
   The driver of the car, however, either didn't "hear" the dreamer, or was   
   ignoring him, or had something else on his mind, or was possibly of *no* mind   
   to speak of.  Regardless, the dreamer looked ahead and saw a left turn   
   approaching, that would lead (   
   back) to the pre-planned spot.   
      
   No go.  The driver just kept on keeping on, as if he were alone in the car.   
      
   For whatever reason, the process of "astral combat" occurred, and the dreamer   
   wrapped his right arm around the driver's head & neck and grabbed with a kind   
   of twisting/squeezing motion that somehow slipped off the head & neck of the   
   driver, with the    
   result being that yes, the car came to a stop, but the driver was   
   traumatically crying / sobbing / weeping, as if from a *deep* hurt, and the   
   dreamer apologized for having to use such a (strong?) approach / method, but   
   that was where that particular    
   dream segment ended, and I have no idea of whatever happened to the suit, nor   
   to any of the characters in that dream.   
      
   The "ashtray coin" was someone showing the dreamer a round, silver-ish astray   
   of about a 4" diameter (± around ½") that had a clearly visible image of a   
   U.S. coin, such as a silver dollar, circa late 1800s to early-mid 1900s, that   
   was presumably around    
   1 ounce of .9999 pure silver.  Of course, in a dream, it *could* have   
   represented 1 ounce of "pure" silver, but that's a tad beside the point:  The   
   coin had been pressed / flattened, and shaped so as to present as a (shallow   
   rimmed) ash tray.   
      
   The person presenting the coin-tray appeared much as a 50s-aged (yet dark   
   haired) business type (Caucasian) yet the dreamer was pondering more along the   
   lines of "What a shame" that a coin had been smashed into an ashtray, yet   
   appreciative of the    
   artistic effort that had been expressed as an ashtray.   
      
   Then there was the issue regarding A) the price of silver and B) the sales   
   value of the ash tray.  Regardless, the dreamer seemed to decline touching or   
   accepting the tray, and the dream ended, clarity 9-ish.   
      
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