I was looking down over the cities of the world; almost dancing over them. They were arranged in the shape of a “T,” and looked like a miniature model. As I scanned over them, I could see that a few cities were lit up, but most were dark. At the center was a large rectangular building, all lit up brightly and shaped like the temple mount in Jerusalem. To the right was complete darkness, and to the left, over Europe were a few lit cities. I came down towards Italy; resting by an Italian man to my left, and a French man to my right. I looked at the Italian man, hugged him and told him how much I loved his people. He stared at me with a blank, hollow gaze. The French man did the same thing; they seemed completely indifferent to my interest in them, and even seemed uncomfortable with my presence.