The blackness was complete within and without the tattered walls which should have housed my soul, I could not see my hand in front of my face. I could not even tell if I was corporeal.
“Michael.” An omnipresent voice rang out.
“God?” I answered.
“Some have called me that, others, have used Zeus, Allah, Jehovah, Buddha.”
“Am I dreaming this?”
“I am an eternal being that watches over the affairs of man.”
“So God then basically.”
“My name if I had one matters little, you may use Yoda if that makes you feel more comfortable.”
“Oh come on, you’re telling me, I’m talking to the One God and you’re giving me a Star Wars reference?”
“I did not like Jar Jar Binks.”
“Nobody did.” I told him back. “You seem mighty affable for an omnipotent being that could smite me down. Or is it ‘smote?’”
An older man of indeterminable age appeared before me at some point, in the last flash of a second the blackness had been stripped away replaced by a source of light equivalent to a noon day sun yet I could see no hint of its origin.
“I didn’t really see ‘you’ like that.” Mike said thoughtfully. “Maybe I did, this is rather confusing.”
“Would you rather I appear as this?” The man surged to over 40 feet tall, fiery eyes peered down at me, a long flowing beard almost touched the tips of his sandal clad toes. His voice booming. “I appear as the person that stands before me expects me to be.”
“No, no the old man thing is way better!” I yelled up. “So if I was a feminist?”
He sighed deeply but was back to the form of the kindly stranger before I finished my words.
“It has come to my attention that Poena has deemed you as her plaything.”
“Just now you figured that out? I thought you knew everything, and I figured he was a she, almost had to be. She’s been messing with my life for decades. Maybe if you had skipped a movie or two I wouldn’t be in this predicament.”
“I think I know exactly why you are in this situation.” He said pointing to my mouth.
“Yeah probably right about that.” I said sheepishly.
“I will release you from the binding she has placed on you.”
“Why now Yoda?” I asked testing the boundaries, typical stupid ass Michael Talbot.
He looked at me a glint of humor in his eyes. He looked like a proud father that wanted nothing more than to scoop his wayward child up and laugh but was required to set an example. Who the hell did he have to answer to?
“Contrary to a lot of fatalistic individuals, I care very very deeply about the world of man. But there are very strict rules laid down by nature herself, that do not allow me direct intervention.”
“You’re God, what can possibly stand in your way?”
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