November 28, 2012 [ 281112 ]
"No … Thank YOU Mr. President", I said over my iPhone to George W. Bush, after our initial conversation having to do with a few topics that I was curious to get feedback on from him (which I cannot recall now). But then, before we hung up, Mr. Bush then wanted to ask me a question, and get my advice on his situation with a girl or with dating in general. His voice sounded a bit feeble and insecure asking the question. I clearly understood the question, and began to answer him with the confidence of my experience and wisdom--but then before we could finish, the call was disrupted, and the connection was lost.
I called the White House again, and was connected to the receptionist, an older African-American female. "I was just speaking with the President, and we were disconnected. Can I speak with him again?"
She informs me of a policy that it will be at least a few weeks before he can return my call, and that I will have to wait. Hearing this, I have a sense that I had already talked with her before, in another dream a few weeks ago, had made a similar request, and that the conversation I had with the President was him returning my call from the request made weeks ago.
Fragment 2:
I am laying down in a city street (seems like San Francisco). There is a large group of people nearby who I seems to know: they are generally the "Mystic Family Circus" crowd, and many dressed in all white and red clothing.
I am lying down on the concrete, wishing that I could have a massage. Out of no where, Pamela approaches me from behind, and starts go give me a shoulder / back massage. Then, the multiples of people join in, and suddenly, I have several dozen people giving me a body massage at the same time in the middle of the street. They are showing me that I am loved.
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Interpretations / Associations / Reflections:
- yesterday, while reviewing some of my FaceBook photos, I reflected on a photo of me with the Mystic Family Circus crowd in San Francisco, where many of us were wearing all white and red (see image below, from 2002?, which is a time when Bush was President).