Muhammad Ali's ring

Scott and i are in ?Egypt in a covered bazaar. It’s very dry and sandy. There is a wide aisle from doorway to doorway and tables placed along the aisle. The tables have their short ends to the aisle making like little rooms between tables. Each room between tables has a sort of white canvas canopy overhead to keep the sun off (as if this were an open-air bazaar). The tables are covered in white linen, on top of which is placed all kinds of ?artifacts from the tombs of Kings. It’s almost like a movie set… Scott and i approach one of the tables. Just the end that’s on the aisle. There’s a girl dressed in white – sort of an I Dream of Jeannie type of get up in white cotton. Her skin looks dark against the white. There is a selection of jewelry on the table. Scott picks up a ring and puts it on. It’s beautiful. Hammered copper or gold band with an inlaid bar of carved red carnelian. It looks very old. Then he picks up another ring and says “This was Muhammad Ali’s ring” and hands it to me, indicating that it’s mine, that he’s buying it for me. I examine the ring and it’s like a chunk of steel that has been bent into a ring shape. The edges where the circle comes together are rough and it’s dull and not pretty at all. I put it on but i don’t like it because it's thick and doesn't feel right on my finger. I’m disappointed in the ring, but i know Scott thinks i would love it because it belonged to Muhammad Ali so i try not to show it. The girl also sells Scott a copper bracelet, which he gives to me. When i put it on i see that i’m wearing the gold and carnelian ring and see that Scott has kept the ugly ring and i’m happy because i really like the way the carnelian looks against the gold even though it's a man's ring and only fits on my thumb.

We’ve left the bazaar and are in a house or apartment. It’s got two rooms. The front room is a sitting room and the back room has a huge ?television on the back wall with a couch in front of it. There are a couple of large computers processors behind the couch on tables on either end. There’s something on the television about new technology and it occurs to me that while i was in the bazaar i picked up one of those new flash drives off of the table. I take it out of my pocket and look at it. It is a sort of flattish egg shape with cobolt blue metal covering and a bluish glow. I wave it in front of an area of yellow light that is apparently where the information is stored in a processor. All the data that was in the yellow light is automatically copied to my flash drive. I’m amazed at how fast the download is. A second. A blink of the eye. This new technology is amazing. I wave the drive in front of an orb of green light within the same processor and get all of that information. Then i go over to the other processor and wave the drive in front of the colored globes of lights coming from that one. It has a yellow glow, blue glow and a green glow. All information is immediately copied to the flash drive. Now i take the flash drive with all the information i’ve collected and plug it in to the USB port on the television. Only it's not a USB port, it's more like an indentation and the flash "egg" fits nicely within like it's held by magnetic energy. Wild and beautiful colors appear on the television screen. It’s like a kaleidoscope of oily colors, oozing and merging. Psychedelic swirl. A man from the sitting room comes in as i’m watching it and asks me what i did. I show him the new technology and how it can pick up information just by being waved over a source and he’s as excited and impressed about it as i am.

That’s all i remember. Muhammad Ali's ring. New technology.... not sure what the message is yet.