These Dreams # 1: MRDA of a President

The funny thing about this dream is that I initially assumed I’d woken up from another whilst in  it…


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For some inexplicable reason, I was an army commander, and news of Obama’s assassination had just broken at the institute where I was stationed. I remember the news screens playing clips of Obama, garmed in a bomber jacket, roughhousing with some pals; I also remember some Kirsten Stewartesque female soldier sobbing on my chest over the news. 

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At the same time, the dream flitted between the army complex and my civilian life, in which I was going out with a woman about a decade older than me. We were initially both at my best friend’s house (sans the friend) and fixing to go out; I remember double-checking the gas to prevent the two of us meeting an unforeseen end like George W. Obama. After leaving, we walked through the neighbourhood and I remember feeling an immersive sense of contentment in her presence, despite the assortment of idiot rude bwoy types dotted around the landscape.

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The dream shifted back to the military institute, where I found myself in some kind of briefing, sitting next to Rick Santorum of all people. I remember him trying to force my hand up when the whole room voted on some notion or other; I also remember grabbing him by the neck, jabbing a finger in his face, and threatening his life for daring to do so. Later on, he hid behind a projector in the room and I made a point of goading him out, shouting “Here, pussy, pussy!”

After said meeting, the Kirsten Stewart soldier girl accosted me with more tears; as I took hold of her and guided her down the corridor, I said this to her, almost word-for-word:

People will get past this. By that, I don’t mean that Obama will be forgotten; simply that everyone will get back on their feet, rebuild, elect a new leader…and then, the dance will continue…


~MRDA~

About MRDA

The beast shouting "I" at the heart of the world. Alien misanthropologist in a homo sapiens skinsuit. Pass the wine and get out of my sunshine!
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One Response to These Dreams # 1: MRDA of a President

  1. Florian says:

    Wow that was odd. I just wrote an incredibly long comment but after I clicked submit my comment didn’t show up. Grrrr… well I’m
    not writing all that over again. Regardless, just wanted to say excellent blog!

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