A Strange Obama Dream

[monk222]

I'm in the auditorium in which Obama is giving a speech. As the dream and the speech progress, Obama becomes 'blacker' and more radical, down to a larger afro and beard and more streetwise clothing, eventually looking like a Black Panther of the 1960s. I think he's even condemning 'whitey'.

Naturally, this is a tremendous failure. When I approach Obama afterward, who looks like he is in a state of shock stumbling about and muttering, "I just blew the nomination," I try to calm him, with my hands on his shoulders, telling him that it's okay. I ask him if he still has his speech prepared, and he nods that he does. I tell him that I will introduce him again and explain to the audience that "you needed to get this out of your system," how the Republicans keep making him out to be a black Muslim radical.

I go to the podium to introduce Obama. I'm mortified to see that I'm too short to even see the audience above the podium. I actually hop on my feet so that I can peep above the podium and begin to introduce him. In the process of this hopping, I see an old, stout white man looking at me with disdain and contempt, and I see him flick a switch on a panel before him shutting off my audio. Dark and nothing.

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I was stunned waking up from that, myself. And here I thought I wasn't really paying that much attention to the election.

Comments

[neowiccan.livejournal.com]

that freaks me right the fuck out!
:O
khairete
suz

[hardblue.livejournal.com]

Me, too! It's an exceptional dream for me, but I like them, thinking that it shows the mental juices are still flowing. Or at least I hope it's not incipient mental illness. ;)

[poovanna.livejournal.com]

Interesting dream!

[hardblue.livejournal.com]

You ought to see my nightmares. ;)