He stumbled through the hallway, trying to keep his footing, the whole place was shaking, he barreled down the stairs towards the door, the walls began singing to him, morphing out of shape into semi human forms, gnashing and chomping and screaming. Screaming questions about his nature, his family, whether he was a good person or not, if anything his eyes ever saw were real, they sang of the heathen god molek, who carved the perfect order in twain and cursed existence to eternal night, creating life out of the hollowed out carcass spilling blood, and feasting on the blood of the divine, all life bled out like bacteria, forming mocking shapes to insult the divine. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him until he arrived at the door, his eyes glowed yellow and his body reduced to black shadows, he closed the door.
He awoke from his dream in distress.
He wandered through the sea of flesh, his footsteps burning the ground, the flesh spoke to him, told him that beyond the gate,
there is a unity of being, a collective of mind and body, and upon stepping through, one would be subsumed in the totality.
His flesh slowly burned off his body and fell to the ground, being eaten by tiny villages of humans too small to see,
until he was nothing but bones, He reached the gate finally, and he could be with the creature who had spoken to him.
But the gate was secured, Locked down, there was no way to penetrate it or change it or become a part of it,
it had just been speaking lies!! THE GATE IS IMPASSABLE!!!!
In brawls with men of stone, his bones too shattered and broke, until he was in so many pieces, he was like undifferentiated dust,
and yet, still all sense of his body, and selfness, and being remained. He was still cognizant of himself and who he was,
but his body was for all intents and purposes gone, and yet, he could feel all the individual atoms of his body as they moved through time and space.
It was excrutiatingly boring, suddenly, a dot crossed his eye, it was almost too small too see, but he watched it for way too long, it pulled him down
into the soil, into the earth, he became creatures, first earthworms and flies, then upon being eaten became crows and dogs, and down a long
tenuous path, became human again, this time moving many millions of years without dying or jerking off without a family, his body preserved,
he tore once again at the speed of sound, towards the city, like a cloth of flame, burning everything in his path as he went, arrived, fell,
tumbled down, and rolled to a stop, at the gates of HEAVEN. He knocked
He awoke startled, then anxious and curious, then contemplative and sad,
he got up and had his breakfast. And within 15 seconds he forgot what he had dreamed.
VOICE: How can you be the one standing before me...? Why have you been chosen...?
THE THIRD TESTAMENT
"The Book of Fire"
by Jesus Christ
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-third-testament-jesus-christ/1142220550?ean=9798823116947
