dreams

[Paul DiFilippo]

Recent books and surveys have investigated the phenomenon of
two famous people (Madonna and Clinton) appearing in people's
dreams.  I'd like to nominate a new candidate, since I just
met him in Dreamland last night.  None other than our good
friend, TP.
When the dream began, I _was_ Pynchon.  My POV was firmly
embedded in his head.  Naturally enough, he/I had no particular
interest in looking in a mirror, or I'd report on what the 
dream Pynchon looked like.  However, I distinctly recall
feeling _tall_ (compared, I guess, to my normal body image of
5'11").  Anyhow, what I/Pynchon was doing in the dream was
searching vainly and with some need in either a bookstore
or a library for a copy of _GR_, and not finding it.
Then the dream switched to where I was my usual old self and 
was reading Pynchon's latest (ie, post-Vineland) novel.  Can't
recall now what it was about, except it had a contemporary setting
and was great!  I even remember thinking (what ego!) that I
was the only (or first) person to have a copy, and would have
to post a plot-synopsis to the List!  (Are we all spending
too much time online, or what?).
Then, here's the kicker:  in the dream, I woke up, and realized
that reading the new Pynchon was a dream.  At this point, I 
was approached by someone else (a professor figure from my past,
I think) who had also been dream-reading the new Pynchon!
Like some lost soul out of Dante, he began to lament, "Oh, how
will I ever go on with my life not knowing h ow that book ends?!?"
Well, the dream segued from there to included singing grapes, 
stolen Viennese tortes and a road in Polynesia that wailed when
someone walked on it.  (No, I'm not inventing any of this stuff.)
But no more Pynchon tidbits.
Anyone else out there been synchronistically dreaming about 
TP?
Freudianly yours,
Paul

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