Fantasy: Dreams - Science Fiction Scene Poem by Margaret Alice

They flew up to Jupiter, the gaseous planet, to a
civilization in a different time-space dimension
where people communicated directly in a world
where no negative emotions existed, where hate
and jealousy were unknown and advanced thought
transference enabled them to transmit love
everywhere, especially to babies and the very
young; they joined a whirling-dervish- dance, all
twirling around and around; with wide swishing
skirts, creating great swirls of energy, filled with
loving sound and empowering positive ions; whirling
and twirling; adding to the immense power of
Jupiter’s Great Red Spot, situated at an angle
determined by a circumscribed triangle within
a moving sphere - at the Cydonia degree…