Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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ifttometobetemporarilylodgedinmywomb.IdecidedtotakegreatcareandprotectituntilIcouldbringitsafelyintothisworld.Notonlythat,whenGodgavemethisgreatgift,healsoburiedhisinstrusinthemindofthisnewlife,tobegraduallyunfoldedashegrewup.”Justthentwobeautifulrgebutterfliesappeared,oneflyingslightlyhigherthaher.Theyhoveredarourollercausingthebabytogigglewithughter,wavinghistwochubbyarmsindelightasifmimigthedangofthebutterflies.Afterawhiletheyflewaway,disappearingintotheflowerbedscausingthebabytobreakintotears.Theyoungmotherquicklypickedhimupandhuggedhimclose,soothinghimwithwordsalekisses.Thebaby’sclearandchildishcriescausedhismothertoincreasehertender,lovingcare.Afterawhile,thebabystoppedgandsmiledthroughhistearsbecausehesawthetwobutterflieshoversomeflowerssughoneyfromthem.Toababy,hisworld,everylittlethingwasnovel,curiousandiing.Hisrettears,dryonhiseyeshes,sparkleduhesunlight. “Youknow”tiheyoungman“thatwomen,withhealthproblemsandnotsuitedtnancy,justlikeyouusedtobe,oftenhaveabortions.Othershadnochoicebuttohavetheproceduredoofamilyormoralissues,suchasrapeori.Ofcoursetherearemanyotherreasonswhywomenchosetostoptheirpregnancysuchaseiilydifficultiesetc.Butsomewomendoitbecausetheydonotwishpregnancytointerferewiththeirhappyandcarefreelifeasabachelorette.”Theyoungmotherputthebabybatohisstrollerandpusheditslowlyforwardwithherhusbandbyherside.Hetiheywalkedalong,“Therearemanyreasonswhywomenchoseabortion.Butthewombisapartofawoman’sbodywhosemainfunisprocreation.Ofcoursewomenhavearighttouseandtroltheirownbodies,witharighttochoosetnantortohaveanabortion.ButtomebabiesaregiftsfromGodandhisinstrusareimbeddedihoughttobegraduallyunfoldedastheygrowup.InthatIbelievefirmlyandhavenodoubtswhatever.”Theyoungmanwalkedohought.Hisyoungwifeonlykhathewasawealthymedicaldoctor,butdidnotknowthathedidabortionsaswell. DimitrididnotgehispositionashesquattedbythesquareinfrontoftheBARTstation.Witheverythingpitchbfrontofhim,hehadogoandtherewasnowherehewaogo.Davidytherebesidehimonthehard,icycoldpavement,snloudly.Inthisdenselypoputedmetropolisfullofbusytraffioisystreets,itwasamazinghowhecouldbetotallyobliviousofallthateningaroundhimandremainsoundasleep,afeatnotmanypeoplewerecapableof.Dimitriwonderedwhothehappierpersonwas:theworkaholicbusytoilingfrtonighttogetaheadathisjobandtosupporthisfamilyorthissnoozinghobolostindreamshehadwoven.Hardtosay.DimitrilisteentlytothedisorderlyfootstepsaroundhimtryingtohearifanyresembledthoseofhisloyalservantsCreativityandImagination.Thenherememberedthatthetwoofthemcouldhideintheairsotheirfootstepswouldnaturallybesoundless. “Ohyes”rememberedDimitri.“Notlongago,thetwoofthemtoldmetheywereoffseargforout-standingandgood-heartedpeopletobecitizensoftheKingdomofDreams.Iwonderwhentheywillbeback.Mytwoloyalservantsarereallygreat.Theyareenthusiasticallygoingaboutrebuildingmypaanevengranderscalethanbeforeandmakeitintoamagnifit,grandioseandawe-inspiringstructure.ActuallyitwasthesetwowhinallyurgedmetoehismysteriousandmagicalworldandbuildmyownKingdomofDreams…Ah,this