I had a rather strange dream last night. Not strange when considered against the weirdness of the other dreams I’ve been reporting here, but strange for a non-religious heathen such as myself to have. I was wandering a totalitarian regime in which religion was illegal, and came upon an immense crowd protesting at a gated government building for the right to practice their beliefs. My response to this? I began performing communion.<\/p>\n
I walked though the crowd carrying a single loaf of bread, ripping off small pieces, handing them out, telling people to eat. As I did this, managing to press the bread into the hands of hundreds, the loaf never diminished. I kept expecting the entire time that soldiers would come pouring out of the building and drag me away. Well, something must have happened, only I don’t know exactly what it was, because the dream jumped to after whatever happened happened, and I was suddenly within the building, suffering the consequences of my actions.<\/p>\n
I was now locked away in a small cell, and about to be visited by the U.S. ambassador, so there was a glimmer of hope. Maybe I’d get released. Unfortunately, when the door swung open and the U.S. ambassador entered, he was the character of Murray from Flight of the Conchords<\/i>, about as inept a helper as you’d ever want. I have no idea why a character who in the series is an attache for the New Zealand consulate was yanked from my subconscious to be cast as a U.S. ambassador, but there you have it. <\/p>\n
My heart sank, figuring this meant I’d be trapped there forever, and I woke.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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