Recently, my boyfriend has been playing a lot of "
Black & White" -- a
game where you play
God over villages. Sort of an interesting game, though I had no real
desire to play it ... I thought.
(Let the dream begin.)
I found myself standing on the
green of a slope, surrounded by wandering
people and
cows. There was a pleasant shade of blue across the
sky, broken up by bits of
swirling white.
It was my turn to
play God.
I didn't know what to do. My boyfriend was there with me, coaching me. I
flew up into the air to get a better view of the
island, but was not sure how to come back down. I
hung in the air for a while,
tilting and
twisting and pointing at things until I finally
swooped down to where he stood.
My next
project was to learn how to pick up people and move them. I floated over to a
teenage girl, hearing, "She's not
high enough!" whispered in the background. I reached down to pick up the girl, but
indeed, I was too close, so rather than grab her entire body, I just grabbed her
blonde ponytail.
I tried to pick her up, but she started
screaming, so I had to set her down again. Feeling
defeated, I drifted back over to my boyfriend. Shaking his head a little, he told me that we had a lot of
work to do if I was ever going to be an
acceptable God.
I just don't think I'm cut out for it.