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I do get some incredibly vivid dreams, though this week was more intense than usual. The first two were incredibly whacky, but they're personal so you all don't get to hear about them. The third was just as involved, and the part that involved Barack was probably the sanest. I was in a sports park where there were soccer fields, basketball courts etc. and saying good-by to someone and as I was leaving, everyone was aware that Barack was driving into the parking lot. It is funny that though everyone was aware of this at once, no one changed their behavior because this was dream-knowledge, which is subconscious awareness and not something you can act on in real time. I just remember my friend thinking without saying it, "Aren't you sorry you have to do something else and can't stay?"
So I walk to my car, Barack is pulling his gear out of the trunk of his car and turning around, has to pass by me to get on the field, he nods hello, very unassuming guy, I look at him and say, "Have a good day... Mr. President." He looks at me and smiles, somehow we both know it's not an invitation for further conversation because we continue on our way without stopping to talk. Then I get into my car and the odd thing is that my apartment is on the other side of the field where the basketball courts are located, and as I'm walking on the other side of the fence, I notice that a crowd has surrounded Barack, he's part talking, part playing basketball, though he's no Michael Jordan, it doesn't matter. He has an infectious, park-fun effect on the crowd. I notice two guys who are dressed like Men in Black, with black hats, looking around over the top of the crowd, obviously Barack's "secret" agents. I have a momentary feeling that this is a very real concern and that it's not foreign terrorists they were worried about. But feel, not this day, this day is safe and I leave watching the crowd interacting with Barack, most of them in awe of him, mostly because he's so approachable and genuinely easy to get along with.
And then I go upstairs to my apartment where my roommate is in the middle of morphing into some other world being creature...oh, hey, it's a few weeks before Halloween and that's all that's playing on t.v. these days.
Don't worry, I've already figured out the Barack part. Has to do with watching his campaign mostly peripherally on t.v. The brain is just reflecting what it has been watching, peripherally.
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