God came to me last night

God came to me last night. He said he didn’t love me. No he meant he didn’t like me. He didn’t know how to explain himself. He just said that it was strange—In all of the eons full of beings he’d come across—I was the only one he didn’t like.

I asked him if I can go to heaven. He said it was fine by him, as long as I didn’t bother him. Afraid, I asked if I would face many sorrows or calamities. He said no, unless I wanted to. He could make it happen right away.

He didn’t speak with words, only in feelings that I can still feel in my body.

Is it the way I smell? (I just wanted to know.)

Nope.

Then he said look you are free and took a dandelion and blew, you’re free…I envy you.

God came to me last night

Sandor

Palo Alto, United States

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