From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com   
      
   Interrupted prayer scene:   
   The dreamer is simply traveling through a building and enters a nicely   
   wooden-paneled room, and surprises a guy (Caucasian looking, for the most part)   
   who appeared to be on his knees, facing the shorter wall (inside the door to   
   the   
   right is a corner, and the shorter wall goes to that corner.)   
      
   The dreamer excuses himself for interrupting the person's prayers, thinking it   
   was a Muslim praying to Mecca (a bit of idolatry, perhaps, but to continue....)   
      
   The dreamer turns away, realizes this builing is on the southern side of Clark   
   Blvd. (thinking in the dream it was West Clark Blvd., in Murfreesboro TN, but   
   IRL it would be EAST Clark Blvd.) and (being well-acquainted with that   
   particular area of the road) informs the praying person that he's facing the   
   wrong direction, rather than east.  The praying person simply asks "How do you   
   know?" (or something to that effect) and the dreamer explains that the airport   
   (in the direction from where the person was located, directly out the door from   
   which the dreamer entered) is north of that stretch of road.  (The praying   
   person was actually facing "west," although, depending upon one's location on   
   the globe, those situated "east of" Mecca might actually face "the shortest   
   distance," thus to the west.  I'm uncertain as to whether Muslims are allowed   
   to   
   face west, however.)  Clarity 9+/10-.   
      
      
   Travel through a metropolis / city:   
   The dreamer was *as if* traveling on foot, yet with a speed more like that of a   
   motorcycle, though with no feeling of being in or on a vehicle.   
      
   The scenery was similar to that of a highway or interstate, specifically, of an   
   area of a large town where there may be overpasses where the size of the   
   population growth required building over sections of town that remained   
   developed (as it's unlikely that someone would build *under* an overpass.    
   There   
   was a sense that, for whatever reason, the dreamer was traveling in the wrong   
   direction, then turned around and traveled back along the way in which (he) had   
   just come.   
      
   There seemed to be a concern about meeting oncoming traffic, much like as if   
   one   
   were traveling along the wrong way of an interstate or highway, yet there was   
   no   
   oncoming traffic whatsoever:  the way was totally clear.   
      
   This eventually came to an area where the roadway became that of an   
   ever-tightening, spiral-shaped waterslide (heading downwards, of course) only   
   there was no water to speak of.  The dreamer simply began swirling down along   
   the slide, at one point feeling as if there was a type of hand-car structure's   
   wheels (or possibly just a lower-placed, *firm* hand) keeping the dreamer from   
   flying off the slide due to centrifugal force.   
      
   As the downward spiral became rather tight, the spiral and the slide *opened   
   up*   
   and straightened out to a full-width roadway that opened even wider into a ramp   
   that merged onto an open area, *much like* how a car might spiral down from an   
   upper level of a parking garage.  The lower width / mouth of the ramp/merge   
   area   
   was at *least* 3-cars wide.  Yet again, there was no oncoming traffic.   
      
   However, the dreamer then became objective *from* a vehicle, that is, a vehicle   
   simply "came forth" from the dreamer's perspective, and that vehicle was a   
   rather *heavy* ambulance.  (They're significantly heavier than a sedan or   
   compact car, for certain!)   
      
   There had been some sort of (crazy??) female (age teens to mid 20s, perhaps?)   
   lounging at the mouth of the ramp, possibly on the flat surface proper (floor   
   area) of the "parking garage," and was wearing shorts and a lady's T-shirt (the   
   type with short sleeves past the shoulders) and just acting as if her being   
   there was no problem whatsoever.   
      
   Well, due to how shape and flow of the downward spiral caused the ambulance to   
   travel in a straight line at the mouth, the ambulance had no choice than to   
   roll   
   over the female's legs.  The dreamer had a slight moment of hope that the speed   
   of the ambulance might spare her any serious damage, but there was almost a   
   time-gravity well at the point where the back wheels rolled over her legs, and   
   one of them just *broke.*  There *may* have been a cry of anguish, but if so,   
   it   
   was rather short and otherwise not even noticed.   
      
   Some *other* female comes to her aid, and I *think* the dreamer informs her to   
   be careful, as her leg was just broken, but the woman has this nonchalant   
   attitude of [It doesn't matter— see?] and begins wrangling the injured female's   
   broken leg like a water hose or limp spaghetti noodle.   
      
   The dreamer somehow contacts 9-1-1, and a female voice is heard asking, "What   
   is   
   the nature of your emergency?"   
      
   The dreamer explains that (he'd) just witnessed an accident, and begins   
   describing the location in terms of the buildings in the area.  (And even in   
   the   
   dream itself, there was some lack of clarity as to the precise location of the   
   incident, as if the building names or block numbers were not quite understood.)   
      
   A moment or two goes by, and an ambulance shows up, and there's an effort to   
   locate the injured person, only she's gone somewhere, and the dreamer spots her   
   walking (with a flappy leg) nearby and somehow notifies the EMTs (emergency   
   medical technicians) of the person's location.   
      
   Yet when they appear, the female has become a small, curly-haired dog, similar   
   to a schnoodle or cocker-poo, and the dreamer is intent upon catching the   
   critter so as to see that it gets some proper first aid.   
      
   The dog is active enough to try to evade capture, yet the dreamer eventually   
   gets the dog and cradles it in the dreamer's arms (it was a small pooch) and   
   after a moment the critter stops shaking as the fear subsides.  Clarity 9 for   
   the most part, as the outdoor travel section was a clear day scene.   
      
      
   This counts as a "Father Dream" for obvious reasons, although I'm a tad   
   uncertain as to how to process it, so here goes:   
   Early this morning, shortly before (or nearly at) 6:30 AM, I (the dreamer) was   
   apparently in the process of planning for a trip.   
      
   In the process of this planning, the dreamer was collecting / gathering   
   together   
   a bit of cash, one particular bill being in the denomination of a $300.oo bill.   
   (I know, odd, right?)   
      
   While there was no exact count of the cash gathered, some action occurred   
   wherein my (late) mother (appearing as she might have during her 30s?) appeared   
   to be hiding something from the dreamer, who suspected she'd taken out some of   
   the dreamer's cash and squirreled it away somewhere.  The dreamer actually   
   queried her, in a nearly accusatory manner, very close to:   
      
   "What do you mean by that?  Have you taken some of my cash?"   
      
      
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