My Joe Biden Dream

Last night I had a dream about Joe Biden. 

I once had a dream where I was at the White House when President Obama was in office. While walking around I saw the same style mirror frame hanging on a wall that our family business use to import and sell. What was unusual about the mirror at the White House was that it didn't have any mirror glass in it. I got alone with President Obama in a side room and told him that I was a bit upset about the frame not having any glass. I think the deeper meaning of the dream was the idea of Obama looking into a mirror and not seeing anything. I'll let you figure that one out.

One time I had a dream where I interacted with President Trump. We played a backyard game where we threw folding chairs against a wall about 20 feet away, scoring points if we could get them to stick on the wall. In that dream President Trump represented God and the purpose of the dream was to give me some advice about using spiritual authority.

So last night I'm in what seems to be some type of health clinic. Joe Biden is dressed in a hospital gown, in a wheelchair, very frail and bald looking, and I wheel him into a fairly large room with a bunch of people, one of them my cousin Marsha. I point to her and say to Biden that I want to introduce to you my cousin Marsha. Then I say to my cousin, "Oh bye the way, this is Joe Biden."  Marsha smiles and tells me that she knows that's Joe Biden.

I happen to have Biden's chart with me. One the front side it looks like a watercolor picture. I turn it over and on the back right side it has several columns with numbers and letters which I don't understand. My brother Jet then walks over and looks over my shoulder at the chart. Smiling Jet remarks, "Oh, he has a blue mark. Those are the money makers". By "money makers" I understand Jet is talking about certain kinds of health problems which allow doctors to make a lot more money than what would be average.

Scanning the chart I spot a small blue shield and on it is the word "atrophy", which is a condition where the body or organs are wasting away, although I understand it as Biden's muscles starting to harden and becoming useless. I look at Joe and he is looking so old and frail and, although there is nothing about his politics or a lot of his past actions that I agree with, I feel so bad for Joe that I wrap my arms around him and he in turn puts his arms around me. I begin to cry, Biden begins to cry and my cousin Marsha, seeing us cry, also begins to cry. This hugging and crying goes on for quite awhile and then I wake up.

At this point I'm not sure as to the dream's meaning. I have a brother-in-law with ALS and a daughter going to Mayo Clinic at the end of the month because of a condition that no one can figure out, so maybe the dream is not political but instead is me processing my emotions for them. If it is a prophetic political dream then things don't look too good for Biden's future. We will see.