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One arm held a hammer that glowed a brilliant red, comprised entirely of supernova stars. A being vaguely humanoid, it’s arms looking to be made out of cosmic dust and clouds of stars of all kinds, dwarf, red giants brown dwarfs even those that were on the verge of supernova. Higher above the constellations that promised enticing power, was something that terrified me down to the core. Eager to to connect and eager to be used. It was like each one was conscious and… eager to connect to someone. Each one held a secret of power that I knew would connect to me. Without knowing how or why, I could feel that each glowing star held its own secret. All of them connected together forming around forty constellations altogether. Please be a hallucination.Īmidst the many stars that illuminated the space around me there were some that were closer than the rest. Now death, if the car crash wasn't just a hallucination. It was the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen in my life. Like a painting of what someone thought outer space would look like instead of the bleak dark reality that it really was. Yellow, orange, blue, green, purple and many more surrounded the stars and I. There was no bleakness of void in them, instead rainbows of colors that were dotted with the stars. The space between the stars were nebulae of stardust.
TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF SWING IT LIKE A HELICOPTER FULL
I could now see that they were stars each one shining brighter and more full of energy than the sun that my planet had know all its life. Above me, below me, around me behind me until the world was once again bright and uncovered from mystery. Like a switch being flipped nothing turned into something. Was I just going to be stuck in this fucking Limbo of nothing until I dissapeared into nothing?Īs if to answer my question something miraculous happened.
Then again maybe after a few days of eternal torment, I might have a different opinion. Better to deal with something, than just being stuck with nothing to do in darkness. I think I might have preferred going down. I felt nothing, heard nothing, saw nothing.
What might have been an impact turned into… a state of nothing. The screeching of tires and brightness of approaching lights, quickly drove that thought from my mind.
Just that little bit of unconditional love. It was just what I would need every morning back from work. He would run up to me, his big ears flapping with each step, right before he would jump on his hind legs while his front ones would be raised begging to be carried. I remember I was thinking about the hello my puppy dog Whiskey would give me the moment the front door would open. Or having to worry about dealing with family. Was saving up for a car, now that I didn’t have to worry about paying off those damned hospital bills anymore. Usually the sun was setting just as I was leaving home and an hour to rise from when I came back.
TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF SWING IT LIKE A HELICOPTER PLUS
Reverse it for the trip back home, plus a couple of minutes depending on traffic. I would walk about ten minutes to the bus stop, get on, ride it for about fifteen minutes, disembark and then walk for another five.
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