From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   The dreamer was *a bit perplexed* at being the central character in a type of   
   large group of a few dozen people (over a large area, rather than cramped   
   together) and although the dreamer may or may not have gotten a look at (his)   
   clothing, it appeared    
   that everyone was wearing white robes (not like Hebrew/Judeo-Christian robes,   
   but more like Arabic-Muslim robes.)  Also, it was *as if* the dreamer was   
   being congratulated for converting to Islam, which the "omniscient" mind of   
   the dreamer was making    
   some private observations, barely heard, barely felt, akin to "Are you   
   alright?  Are you OK?" (Because, seriously, converting to Islam is akin to   
   joining a void that does NOT exist, very much akin to walking into a "sphere   
   of annihilation.")  I'm having    
   a headache just thinking about / recalling this one.  Clarity: mentally   
   disturbing.  (Just took a slight break to "clear my head" and the headache is   
   still lightly persisting.)   
      
   Futuristic-type dream:   
   The dreamer was looking out the kitchen window (real life comparison to the   
   kitchen window at my childhood home at 1103 Scottland Drive, that looks east   
   onto Scottland Drive, that runs from the south intersection with Greenland   
   Drive and MTSU, to the    
   north, which is a dead end) only the street to the left (north) went on   
   practically to infinity (as far as the dreamer could see, according to the   
   [northward] direction of the road.)   
      
   The activity involved a type of increasing level of action:   
   First, a device (possibly a slow-moving truck?) went from right-to-left   
   (south-to-north) laying out circular, galvanized-tin-type trashcan lids at   
   perhaps 4'–6' (evenly spaced) intervals.  Those trashcan lids became round,   
   solid (heavy) rubber-like    
   bases, upon which came another pass of a machine similar to something that   
   would be used to ride rails, like an old-fashioned "handcar" (ka   
   amazoomfg.com/handcars) only rather lengthy, like 12' or longer, the width of   
   the rails (which were perhaps ½ or    
   ¾ gauge) heading R-L (S-N) depositing a kind of round orange-and-white barrel   
   atop of each base (as if the barrels had an open, circular end, and that end   
   capped over the rubber bases.)   
      
   Although the dream ended about then, the *purpose* of the cones being set up   
   was presumably for upcoming road work, however, the dream itself *may* have   
   been the consequence of there *possibly* having been a street-sweeper going up   
   and down the street    
   outside (I believe I was napping on the couch in the living room, where this   
   would've been much easier heard, thus prompting the dream as a consequence.)    
   Clarity 9+, but *likely* just the consequence of hearing a street sweeper go   
   by... possibly.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)