Dream of:03 October 1980 "Amateur Movie"
A group of young people and myself were in a gymnasium. Mike Metrinko (he was the American counsel in Tabriz, Iran when I met him there in 1978) was going to show us a movie he had made. When he began the projection, I realized I had grabbed a metal light stand which he had set up as part of his equipment. He walked over to me and emphatically told me not to let loose of the stand until he had turned off the projector. Something like an electric charge began pulsing through me; the charge was growing in intensity, but wasn't painful. I wanted to let go, but I knew if I did, I would die. So I simply held on for what seemed like a very long time.
Finally the charge stopped and with a gigantic sigh of relief I let go. I commented to Metrinko about how dangerous his equipment was, how any child could grab it and be killed. He told me he was ready to begin again, and if I wanted, I could run the projector this time. The projector (which had the number "20" imprinted on it) was a hand-held device which looked like a home movie camera. I asked Metrinko what was the brand of the projector; he didn't know, but he told me it had only cost $20. He also said the light stand had cost $20.
Instead of running the projector, I took off my clothes, lay down on a bed in the room, and crawled under the covers. I felt incommoded; I wanted to stand back up and run the projector, but several girls were in the room. I picked up my pants, pulled them under the cover and began putting them on. After pulling the pants half-way on, I put my feet on the floor. As I did so, I pushed my bed (which had wheels) away from me. The cover fell off and I stood here with my rear exposed. I quickly pulled up my pants – but not before the girls saw me and laughed about my red face.
Then I began helping with the projector.
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