Total Consciousness

Chapter-2: Dream a Little More

   The three men smoked and dipped on their Puma Rojo tobacco with pride. Their pleasurable work lay on the ground, covered in dirt and sweat. The job approached its final completion; and, each man rested and gazed up at the dim night sky in alternating rhythms, waiting to finish their business.

     Behind the battered woman, three Arabian horses tugged on their ropes with a frantic repeated purpose. They gnawed and yanked on their cords, desperate to loosen the restraints from around the thick pine trees.

     Each horse consumed an unbelievable presence that demanded their full attention—an approaching cataclysmic danger from the west. It felt massive and jagged with a bottomless hunger. But, the three men ignored that too. 

     “Ever notice that on some nights,” said Este, “the sky looks dimmer than most.” He puffed out grey smoke and picked his nose with a chubby pink, pinky finger. Finding a big one, Este smiled and flicked it away with pride. Another puff of his smoke and Este adjusted his sweaty black hair, and coughed, and marveled at his own heat and stench.

     “Mensadas,” said Elotro. He shook his head with annoyance and scratched at his crotch, and then his armpits. “How can the night sky lose its light? There isn’t even a cloud, gordito.” Elotro reached into his lower lip and scooped out a chunk of his dip, and flung it over his left shoulder. He stood taller than Este and moved with a much stronger and thinner frame. Still, apart from his graying brown hair, Elotro looked much younger than Este. 

     Aquel grinned and adjusted his wad of dip. The childish bickering of his two men never failed to amuse him. He smoked with his head inclined up, leaning back against a solid pine tree. He stood five full centimeters taller than Elotro, and had brown sun-baked skin. But, most prideful of his qualities, Aquel boasted of his long black hair and of his medium muscular frame—proclaiming himself to be more vascular than any man in the western hemisphere, which he was.

     Rustling leaves caught Aquel’s attention from above. He exhaled two rings of smoke and looked up. A squirrel jumped from one branch to another, all the while gripping a pecan in its hands. He stared at the nimble creature with intense fascination. 

     The little beast hunched over, protective of its nut, eating with quick greedy bites. It stuffed its cheeks beyond capacity, and continued to eat some more.

     And why not, thought Aquel, respecting the true nature of the squirrel. Two more concentric smoke rings puffed out of him, as he continued to stare at the squirrel and the nut. The natural scene moved him with heat, flowing hunger into his solid core and eager hips.   

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