Introduction:
Never eat coffee ice cream before bed, moreso if you don’t even like the coffee ice cream part, but are just mining the little pieces of Heath bar buried within.
I had strange dreams I had to get up & outline on paper, just to purge them. I am sure some is the result of reading Neil Gaiman’s “American Gods” and “Anansi Boys” as of late…. so this essay will be a recounting, strange and discordant as dreams often are. I have added nothing to smooth the story line that didn’t actually occur in the dream, yet am sure by this morning I have left some things out by process of waking diffusion.
I often have lucid dreams, those in which one is variably aware one is dreaming. This one is stranger yet, as some of the experiences were so vivid as to be only first person experiences, yet at other times the dream entered a narrative where I spoke and told this story to him, this Literary American God, who did, yet did not resemble any living man. I have never dreamed a narrative before, a recounting like I was already telling this story here.
Also, my parents, who are long deceased often appear in my dreams as bit players, and I am never shocked to find them there, even though I know they can’t be on some level even while dreaming them. In my dreams it is normal, and I shrug that off, even as I dream it.
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I dreamed of you last night. You American Gods are so fickle.
I was lying in bed, reading your book, perhaps not THE (as you will see later, but I did not know then) book, but was so excited I had to read it nonetheless right to the last page. The hour was late, in this cottage type abode we were in, and I heard my Dad telling my son and his friend it was far past lights out, gruffly.
I heard his friend scamper off to his own room, and my son imploring my Dad for a little time to read. He was admonished “Its past midnight, time to sleep!”
It was 2:30 by the time I finished your amazing words. I could not wait to meet you, wondering if I would meet the man most knew you to be, or if you would reveal your God-self to me.
