Eh

On my death bed I decided that were it possible I would fulfill that most ardent human wish, of finding myself face to face with God.

"Is that your last request?" Archangel Michael said ephemerally. I nodded, as Gabriel put quill to paper and made it celestially binding by spitting one final time into the inkpot and making the sign of Eternity on the folded exterior of the illusion.

Five minutes is what had been allotted to me, apparently on the basis of the limits of my good behavior. Or bad, not sure which carried more clout out here on the peripheries of consciousness...

Having passed the threshold of oblivion, I fought for that fraction of an hour to claim some aspects of self. Molecule by molecule I tried to recollect, keeping the pieces of myself together, always as if having to reach a bit farther as I was, so to speak, losing my marbles.

Soon, a similar presence reflected before me. In pieces.

"Yes?"

I could hardly pause in my work, for lack of diligence would mean complete dissipation. Yet I realized the being was as if mirroring myself, also gathering some semblage of self.

We were pulling against each other, dammit.

"Hey!" I cried out. "That was my eye!"

"Sorry."

"How am I supposed to see God?!" irritated, fighting with the odds.

"Just trying to keep it together, buddy... just keeping it all together," Grabbing my other eye. "You know how it is."

09.21.2024

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