Last night I had this really long cool elaborate dream involving a group of like 12 (or so) celebrities who somehow got stuck in a time period before any of them existed, or had come to their fame. Looking back, the plotline of it loosely resembles two Philip K. Dick books, Ubik and Flow My Tears. Anyway, I don’t know if I was one of the celebrities or if I was just with them somehow. But I do remember that what happened is that we were all in the WWII era America. And everyone had sort of reverted back to an earlier form of themselves, or of the sorts of archetypal characters which they represented. And they had all forgotten about their previous lives as celebrities, and were just walking around in kind of a muddle. But then, something happened to each of them to gradually reveal to them their true selves and what they had originally been.

Come to think of it, I had another dream about anamnesis in the past week. I was somewhere and I was with this dark-haired girl I didn’t know, and I remember focusing really intently on making myself remember. And then, all of a sudden, I recalled this whole other sort of life I’d lead, wherein I was in love with her. But it had been forgotten or buried or something.

Also, I had another dream about talking to George W. Bush last night. I had one the other night as well. Today’s though was that I was somehow in his office, and I was talking to him about how ordinary people perceived him and the sorts of things that they were worried he was going to do, and stuff like that. And I remember really liking him as a person. The dream I had involving him before this was that I stumbled into a huge executive bedroom in this old house, and he was in there and he was raving like a lunatic basically. He had a bag full of books, copies of his biography, which he’d modelled after the success of Clinton’s. I kept asking him if he’d give me a copy of it to read, but he just kept mumbling and saying weird shit. Then this really skinny black woman with long dreads came into the room. And she was like his nurse or attendant or something. And she came in to calm him down and get him ready for bed. And she promised to get me a copy of his book.