I just had a very interesting dream. It had three distinct parts.
The first part was like a parade and I was standing in a crowd. I could see, and hear, Momar Kadafi talking loudly about Jesus to the people watching the parade, as he walked down the street.
The next part of the dream was me going into a house to try to meet him. Twice I was stopped by very tanned men with scruffy white whiskers. I distinctly remember the second man, we shook hands. Then he let me through the crowd.
In the last part of the dream, I walked to the back of the house. For some reason I felt that if I went left, I would go to where Barack Obama was, but if I went to the right, I would go to where Momar Kadafi was. Since I was there to see him, I went to the right. He was in a back room that was fancy, he was playing a board game with some women. I went in the room and he stood up to greet me, he was sitting on the edge of a bed I think.