Funny I never thought it would end this way, seems everyday you learn a new lesson. Wether or not you'll be alive the next to make use of this new knowledge. Ofcourse this doesn't help you, so I'd better start at the beginning.
I stopped dancing, my vision was blurry, for some reason I was wearing glasses, I don't wear glasses. So I put them away. I looked around aimlessly untill my vision focussed. I was on what appeared to be a stage infront of 1, 2, 3, 4, ..., 6 billion people. I tried to speak, but no sound came out, instead I cought up a cube with all the colors of the rainbow. It seemed to be some kind of impossible puzzle and God would tell me all the secrets of the universe if I was able to solve it. But God spoke: "It's just a stupid colored cube!" I looked back in my hands ... the cube was gone.
I tried to look around in the room to find someone I knew so they could tell me what happened, but my vision was blurry, I remembered I do wear glasses. But where ever I looked I couldn't find them, so I improvised and made rings with my thumbs and indexfingers and held them to my face.
For some reason all the persons looked like me and were talking to eachother in total silence, which sounded weird. How can someone speak in silence? They made no sound, so it wasn't whispering, but still i could understand them.
"Am I dead?" flashed thru my mind, someone said: "You're mistaken." "Then what is this?", total silence followed, i mean real silence, the persons looked around at each other, with an unknowing-do-you-know?-expression on their faces. "Well", I said, "Where are we?" "A dimensional time-space breach, of a single soul collected into one spacial entity unifying all our consciousnesses." Someone shouted. Another stood up: "Lay off the SciFi? and go back to playing Dungeons and Dragons you total nerd!"
This is going nowhere, I started looking around for an exit, to my amazement a door clearly marked exit was right behind me. I started moving towards the door. Something was wrong, the door kept moving away from me, in my stubborness I started running. I stopped, breathing heavily, I looked behind me, I was still at the same distance of the edgde of the stage. This gives a new meaning to no-endurance. I bended over leaning on my knees, still trying to catch a breath. I lifted my arm and flipped a finger at God, and sat down, looking into the crowd. I check my pulse, and for any bloodstains and pinch myself. Oke I'm not dead, atleast not the HollyWood? dead and I'm not dreaming. Am I high?
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