Everything I seem to touch, has a taste, a taste i can taste through my finger tips. But only they aren't my finger tips, they are valleys. Valleys, that have been walked on for centurys by important men and women of history. But now, they are dead, dead valleys. And with my eyes i look at these valleys, and it seems as if men are walking on them now. But only in reverse. I wipe my eyes as I see this reverse in time on my finger tips. I decide to taste my own valleys, with my eye. I stick my fingertips on the whites of my left eye. I can taste it. So i push harder, and harder, and harder. I can't see out that eye no more, which is nothing new. Because my whole life, I've already gone through not being able to see anyway. In a more philosophical sense. I wipe my sticky bloody valleys on my jeans. A long red line on my jeans catch my right eye. it starts to move, its a river, my legs are land. Little men and women start to jump over the river, hop hop hop. I laugh, hysterically, and in this laugh i smelt happiness. finally, i've reached the stage of happiness. I leaned back in my chair, the chair tilts, and keeps tilting. Tilt tilt tilt tilt tilt, all the way back until i reach right back where i was. I am now upright. so i stand up out of my chair, and quickly scream and jump back on. I forgot im on a floating chair, that was a close one. I look down, i try to see the town i once loved below me, but im too high. i kick off my shoes. they start to fall for about 15 seconds but then suddenly stop in mid air. my phone rings, i answer it with my mind.
"Hello?" I said in my head.
"Hi." Said the chair im sitting in... I hang up, I don't like it when my chair calls me.
I sit for what seemed about 14 minutes, when in reality its been a lifetime. I bite my valley, I hear screams from inside. I want to know what words they scream of. So i stick my finger in my ear, i push it in, more and more and more and more. I fall off my chair.
Twenty minutes went by of me falling, and falling. I guess i blacked out when my valley touched my brain. I'm still falling, but its okay, because the air on my feet feels nice. i take off my pants, no need to die trapped in clothes. Ive been trapped enough, why suffer my last minutes of life? I try to take off all my clothes, but every time i take off my pants, theres another pair under it. I frantically continue to take off my endless pairs of pants. Please, don't let me die in my pants, my right eye screams. My right eye continues to scream, i shut it up by carressing it with my valley. I give up on my pants, and just let my self continue to fall. When suddenly my body starts to tear it self in half. my intenstines start to fall out and fall with my, they are smiling. They smiled so wide, i couldnt help to smile back. I felt suddenly ohhhh so bliss. My intenstines smiled and unforgettable smile, i cant get it out of my mind, its just soooooo, serene. I kiss them, i kiss all of them.
Crash.
I hit the floor, my body parts speard across the floor. Its a nice spongey floor, with Giant ants marching back and forth. They see my body parts, and gather them into a hill, and gaurd it. Viewing this from my holographic ghost like body, i was sure they were going to eat my body. But instead they idolize it, and then they start to chant. over and over. When suddenly they can see my holographic body.
"We have called your spirit Trevor, to grant you a second life" The queen ant says. "Do you accept?" I nod, but i dont stop nodding, i just keep nodding and nodding. "there is one rule, if you were to tell anyone on directly that you are living all over again, we will vanish your soul.. But we can not stop you from indirectly writing about this hour, for people to read on their on free will. If someone asks about what you wrote, don't agree, don't nod, don't sigh, because you never heard them. ignore it with all your might. Also, dont re live your life insanely, be calm, and only do minor things. Dont get your self in too much trouble, and be respectful. use what you learned."
My body is back in contact, my valleys are finger tips again, my senses are in the right order, and im back on earth. July fourth, 2009. is when i came back to earth and became conscious again. So techniquelly, anything before that year didnt really to me directly, just to my robotic soul taking in order for me to spawn back in this time line.
So its been my first year, concious, on this earth. and im ready to make it worth it, im still new to living again, i was to used to my life on the chair, my last stage of life before i fell down to die, only to be reborn. So everything to me is just so, new. So it might take time before i really start to take advantage of my second life, my second chance.
So welcome me back, but i won't respond.
Im not alowed to.
Write a biography. Give Me a copy. Ill show it to my mom, while we talk over coffee.
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