Dreaming It Into Reality

I dreamed a dream.  I was talking to the residential advisers at my dorm at Hamline in front of my gay roommate Corey.  In actuality, he was never my roommate.  He is an active serial killer and dated the architect who was the first victim of Andrew Cunanan.  Andrew stalked him in their relationship, and then in the afterworld after.  Corey worked in the drug company that created and sold the Alzheimer's drug Remeron.  Andrew would tunnel through from the other side and replace his daily Remeron with LSD.  Death was just an analogy in his mind for doctors who would not buy or distribute his drug.  He could just never get into medical school, at The University of Minnesota, just like Mr. Cunanan.  He lived in Detroit Lakes, MN, and worked the five state area.  He stalked my brother, especially, the whole time, especially when I was his lab partner at Hamline University.  So when these R.A.'s left, Corey did too.  I was sleeping in my bed and I felt a presence wearing black climb into my bed with me.  I knew that it was Vladimir Putin in a vampiristic state.  There was fear in me, but excitement as well.  He gave me a black shall that he had crocheted for me.  It was very Japanese / Jew.  It then protects me from these two colonies, especially in moments of nudity.  He told me to not go out before sunset.  He would return to me at that time.  After he disappeared, I looked at my bedside, and he had left me a lotion to cure all my ills.  About about an hour later, he returned and we became intimate.  Before we went to far, he disappeared.  It was such a cool dream.  I then worked with the imagery and experienced a day alone with him at Waikiki.  He was an aquaman who James Bonds was based on.  He would exit a sub off the coast there and swim to shore.  He would keep a room for once a week at The Royal Hawaiian.  It was big bucks in those days.  The island was not so built up.  We had a Polynesian ceremony when I was exactly 2.5 years ago before I returned to the mainland.  I believe that we will marry one day, and I will experience vampiric imagery at a level that all vampires on the Earth will feel it as well.  It is perfect Nirvana.  On top of that powerful dream, avatars for Gen Con are appearing downtown Minneapolis with no conference.  They have actually created the game that I outlined in society.  Now avatars who where normal clothing can be seen and work true CIA cases.  People will just want to confide in them.  I had gone downtown with my mother to work out at The Downtown Minneapolis YMCA.  We took the bus.  On the way home, Rob Thomas got on the bus.  He is very Russian and very KGB.  I have spoken to him telepathically for years.  It was just so good to see him, actually.