Dream of:17 November 1983 "Connection With Poor People"
I found myself sitting in the living room of a house watching a television show about the funeral of Martin Luther King. People had filled a large church and were mourning King's death. Both black and whites wept and lamented his passing.
I was deeply moved and found tears forming in my eyes. Since I didn't want other people in the room to see me crying, I hid my face. I recovered, walked around in the house and realized the funeral was actually taking place in this humble house.
I walked outside and saw the house was located in an impoverished section of the city. I thought Dr. King had chosen the house for his funeral to show his connection with poor people.
I decided to leave and began to cross the street to reach a pick-up truck I had parked on the opposite side. Three black girls came out of the house and one approached me. She seemed as if she wanted to fight me, but I simply boarded my truck.
The three girls boarded a car directly behind me and before I could start the truck, they began pushing my truck with their car. They pushed me through a stop sign and into the intersection of a street. Then they turned right and drove off.
I was angry and decided to follow them for an explanation. I chased them for several blocks, but finally lost sight of them.
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