You can read this all, I would if I were you.

I have had this re-occurring dream since around the age of fifteen.  I would be right in the midst of enjoying something I love, whether it be a kiss, or a performance, or giving a speech, and time and time again I would be interrupted as I choked on a giant ball of bubble gum.  The gum was extra sticky and would cling to the inside of my mouth, wrapping itself around my gums, and somehow finding its way down my throat, choking me from the moment I was about to take in.  The dream would carry on with the incessant interruption from the gum…and after sometime another disruption would come to assist the bubble gum’s antagonizing; a curse falling over my eyes, blindness.  I suffer from bad eye sight in my waking life, though rarely does this pose any problem as I switch between contacts and fashionable framed lenses to aid my genetic mishap…but in my dreams the blur comes to life and slowly I begin to stumble as blindness drags me down just before my moments of triumph.

So the bubble gum and the blindness are my fears…do you follow?  Of course you do.  Those fears can’t keep me down anymore.

Last night I triumphed.  I was with Madonna, and not just any screaming crazy fan, but a close friend and her lead dancer.   I performed on tour with her in front of countless fans, in a massive arena.  The beat of the music pulsing my blood, I looked down at myself and could not believe this was me, I was a mix of Justin Timberlake and Madonna herself.  There was a table to my left backstage, with packages of gum…and kept finding myself at the table shoving huge pieces into my mouth.  I would go out to perform the next song, and the choking would begin, but instead of the normal pattern I simply reached to mouth and removed the gum.  It was that easy.  I kept dancing as Madonna and I hypnotized the masses, I felt God flowing through me and life pulsating my very form.  The blurring eyes came next, and I started to fall on the stage, but magically I lifted my head rubbed my eyes, and kept them wide open, carrying myself through my feet stepping through time.

I came to the end of my dream, Madonna by my side holding my hand, her smile wide.  I stood there facing the crowd, brow covered in sweat my body humming with glistening eyes.  The audience screamed, a sound so loud I thought it could break me in two, I let me head hang and my ears fill with the cry of their voices, cheers flooding down, that was the moment  I knew… I was the fans, everyone of them, and I was cheering for Me.

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