As I was riding with some other passengers on a bus, I noticed two young black men bothering a young white woman (all three around 20 years old). I hesitated to interfere, but finally I stood and walked over to them. I pulled the men away from the woman, grabbed her and took her to the front of the bus.
I realized I was stronger than I had thought. I wasn't wearing a shirt and I could see and feel the muscles in my arms. I knew the men were afraid of me.
The bus stopped and the woman and I disembarked. We were on a secluded road in the country surrounded by large, green trees. We walked to a clearing beside the road where we found a couch and what appeared to be a small movie screen set up in front of the couch. The girl sat down on the couch and I sat on the ground.
Two babies were sitting on the ground near me. I picked one up. It was a male (probably less than a year old). I lay back on my back and set the baby on my chest.
I enjoyed feeling its amazingly soft skin. It lay on my stomach, looked me in the face and smiled. I enjoyed that. Finally it clambered off me and sat nearby in the grass.
I looked to the couch and saw my sister (about 20 years old) sitting there. I realized the two babies were hers. My sister had short curly hair and reminded me of Brooks Shield. She was wearing a white slip and was extremely attractive.
I looked at the movie screen; pictures had begun appearing. Several pictures didn't seem to make sense to me. But suddenly the pictures moved together in an animated way to form a large map-like picture of the continent of Africa. Each picture represented a different part of the continent. It was quite well done.
The music in the background was quite intriguing. It sounded like South American dance music. Listening to the music, I thought I would like to do some dances like the Cha-cha and I imagined dancing intricate steps around a ball room floor.
I thought about dancing with Nina Cahan (a Dallas acquaintance). If we went dancing we could dance most dances together, but we could also dance with other partners. I liked the idea.
My attention was momentarily distracted from the screen. When I looked back some kind of movie was on. It seemed rather desultory and I perceived a lack of energy in me as I watched it. I remembered recently reading somewhere about people who just watched television in the evenings when they returned home from work. Watching movies like that seemed to lower my energy level.
Dream Epics Home Page
Copyright 2004 by firstname.lastname@example.org