Mark: God

God: what?

M: You’re God?

G: Do I look like God to you?

“God is in a form of a man wearing a white hoodie over a violet t-shirt with light grey jeans and bare feet. His finely detailed wrinkly face speaks of a forty year old healthy man. His lit up white hair is pulled back in a pony-tail with a void black hair band. His eyes are ocean blue with different hints of greyish green fading into their glow”

After spacing out into God’s eyes, Mark Snaps back

M: well, does this mean I am dead?

G: Dead? How can you talk to me if you are?

Mark rubs his eyes, looks around only to realize that he and the old man are sitting right in the middle of the big apple, New York City.

M: We’re in New York!?

G: The Big Apple, Newwww Yoooork (Sings)… Are you lost?

M: Lost… I don’t know, last thing I remember I was in a car crash.. in LA

G: Car Crash? What happened man? Don’t you remember?

M: Remember what?

G: You just hit some good DMT, 20 minutes ago.. and you just came back.

M: What?.. I don’t remember that.. DMT? Isn’t that the stuff that makes you hallucinate?

G: Yes & No…

M: Does that mean I was hallucinating? How? I cant remember even being here… but this place it’s familiar..

G: Well.. You should listen carefully.. You didn’t hallucinate. DMT doesn’t show something that’s not there, it shows you that which you cannot see. But just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it’s not there. What happened was you went somewhere else, to another life, another reality, you lived it, but you were here all this time. All that just happened was as real as this is, where we are now.

M: Does this mean, that LA and the accident, So I did die..

G: You’re here now, and where’s there? Your body never left here. You’ve been here all along. You were just out, on a trip, somewhere with your mind.

M: Like being on a train ride?

G: Sure you can perceive it as such. But the craziest thing is that you never were on the train, your body has been here all through what you saw there. You never really left, or went.

M: Are you saying I was dreaming?

G: You’re smart, but what makes you think you were dreaming, what makes you think you’re not dreaming right now?

M: So the car crash, my life in LA, my death, it was all just a dream…. Wait… so where am I? I don’t remember being here.. Who are you? Why are you messing with my head?

G: Calm down, mark, breathe.. steady now

M: No, No, NOOO this can’t be real (Gets up, panicked rushing away from God) No Way Man! This is not real (Takes a step backwards)…

G: Watch out!

Mark Gets run over by a bus – fade out.

God and Mark are sitting on a cloud somewhere in the heavens….

M: Am I dead now? Is this heaven?

G: No, You didn’t die, can’t you see, there’s no death. You’ve been here all along too, you’ve been everywhere, Mark.

M: (Stares blankly at the old man)

G: Mark, are you here?

M: This doesn’t make any sense, they told me, I’d die, how can there be no death, I can’t believe any of this.. why would they lie to me.. NO! This is NOT real.. NO! This can not be real. I didn’t sign up for this.. No NO… Don’t Lie to me. Stop.. NOOO!

Mark gets up afraid, panicked, and antsy. He starts walking away, trembling, he starts running, trips over his own feet and falls out of heaven.

—-The End