"From These, From These" with Mesbah and Shariati

I found myself in a dream with Ayatollah Mesbah Yazdi. He was talking on the phone. Someone on the other end was saying things, and Ayatollah was writhing in anger. When the conversation ended, he hurled a series of curses at Hassan Rouhani and slammed the phone down. Unfortunately, his curses were such that even in my dream, they were not suitable for broadcasting. I greeted him with fear and trembling. He said, "Hello my son." I was touched by his kind response. He asked, "What's new?" I didn’t understand why I replied, "A bunch of axes!" He looked at me and smiled. Apparently, something was wrong. Either I was a mistake or he was malfunctioning. I said, "Haj Agha, I have a question!" He replied, "Say it, dear!" I asked, "Didn’t you say during Ahmadinejad's time that since the Leader endorsed the President's mandate, obedience to the President is obedience to God?" He thought for a moment, and I was ready for him to attack. Fearfully, I said, "I swear you said it!" and took a defensive stance. But he kindly said, "Didn’t the Leader himself say so many things that later turned out to be nonsense?" I said, "Yes, actually my next question was the same. You say he is infallible and opposing him is opposing God." He continued, "Didn’t Imam say the economy is for donkeys?" I said, "Actually, my next question was also that he said if this war lasts twenty years, we will stand firm." He stood up and said, "That was pure nonsense!" and burst into laughter. I said, "Haj Agha, I’m confused." He said, "Aha! That’s right. You are being guided now." At that moment, he stood and snapped his fingers. By God's permission, Akbar Ganji entered the room. I shouted, "Oh God! It’s dangerous, Akbar! Very dangerous!" Apparently, my dream was overlapping, and Akbar Ganji had come from another dream into mine, and as soon as he entered the room and saw Ayatollah Mesbah, he screamed loudly and ran away. However, upon seeing Ganji, Mesbah lost control and shouted, "Isn’t he the one who put me in the Jim triangle and didn’t let me go to the Assembly of Experts?" and went under the table. I was terrified, and to change the subject, I said, "Haj Agha, I recently heard that you don’t have the patience to read newspapers and believe reading newspapers is a waste of time?" Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder, and Hossein Shariati emerged from under the table instead of Mesbah, laughing loudly. I screamed, "Help! Help!" He spun the large cane he had around his head and shouted, "Why haven’t you seen my dream even once?" I said, "Because I eat light dinners at night." Apparently, the reward for my light dinner was that Shariati turned into thousands of smaller Hossein Shariatis, and instead, Mohammad Khordadian appeared and said, "Dear, let’s do some of these, these to wash your sleep away." In the end, while I was doing "these, these" with Khordadian, Maedeh, Elnaz, and Shadab, I woke up shouting, "Oh owner of these and those!" In this context, vodka with baklava in a secret meeting with diapers at the Assembly of Experts, the general of construction and sleepiness in a dream, tomorrow's station with Farshid Manafi, paradox with Kambez Hosseini, and justification of issues with Jalal Saidi.