dream

I dreamed I was a strange kind of popular evangelist. I went from a pleasant dinner with (something like current waking) friends to walking on stage at the Fox to a packed crowd. I was surprised to find myself making a distinction between the personalized, prosperity/word gospel, which I was not endorsing, to a more personal spiritual, community based collective redemption type approach, that all hinged on the substitution of one or two words for another one or two words. I remember apologizing if there had been any confusion, but that it was a very important distinction.

Then I realized, as people started walking on stage, that it wasn't me they were really excited for. I was just the opening act for a more traditional Gantry/Dollar style evangelist (named after one of the people I deal with at work: weird), and that I probably hadn't reached anyone. I thanked them all for their time, told them the other guy was up next, and vaulted off stage and walked out.

What the hell?