i dreamed about other things, i recall a confection made for me, looked like fired clay in the shape of a corral with horses but edible. but i woke haunted by the holly in denver and the haunting similarity with the obamachron. there are hungry ghosts that live in bodies and act as police or gangbangers or developers or ex-presidents land grabbers. there was a reverend in the holly that reminded me of reverend finney the corrupt land grabber here who died before the obamachron even broke the ground. there's collusion between these ghouls. they act like they want to create community and they destroy community by development. they represent money. in the documentary the reverend who works  against the community activist and for the gentrifiers is given an award by the obama fundation. this is everywhere. but look—the community is overtaken, but the activist continues. wow, it's still the same old story, a fight for love and glory. where will it end?