Invision

If I had the power to believe anything, what should I believe ? One will only learn from believable experience. What will one learn from non-belief ? If not believing - dismissive learn nothing. Only the problem being - believing the unreal could be dangerous. Believing I was a knight-errant accosting what could have been a thug may have been downright unhealthy.

I was on the J-Church street car heading south from down-town. It was standing room only. I was in the crowded isle near the front door. A woman was next to me. We began flirting with our eyes, and our bodies were jostled together by the swaying train. We fell in love. It was in her eyes as it must have been in mine. She got off at Dolores Park and I got off with her. We talked as we walked and I went with her across Dolores Park and Dolores Street, to a flat where she invited me in. I was ushered to a rear sitting room and left abandoned. After awhile a young, short, heavyset guy with glasses and dark hair came in and sat down. He offered me some dope and we smoked. She did not come back. I was getting uncomfortable. This guy was giving me the willies. I thought it might be the dope and I couldn't understand where this woman had got off too.

I got impatient, was getting weirded out anyway and left. I walked east to Mission Street to catch a bus down to Bernal Heights. Walking I got paranoid and had the feeling someone was following me. Thought it might have been that weird guy. By the time I got to Mission I was convinced they were after me.

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