I Dream a Dream

I Dream of God

  This serene surrounding I found myself in comforted me. It gave me this warm indescribable sensation, like a perfect summer day. Yet it was a tinge alien, unearthly, something not from this world. I was standing on what seemed to be a cloud, maybe to my eyes, for when I curled my toes, I could feel something like soft warms grains of sand beneath my feet. I knew I was not in a realm of man, when I turned my head to take in my surroundings there was nothing but the white cloud in every direction, and the sky was the color of milk, for when I looked into the distance I could not tell the difference between the ground and the sky. They blended together as if they were one.

I curled my toes again and looked down at my feet, finding to my surprise that I was nude. Strangely, I felt no shame in this, as if clothes would just be an insult to this peaceful land I found myself in. As for my feet, I could not see them, for they were covered in white wisps of what I shall call "heavenly cloud". Yes, that’s it, this place was very heavenly, like the realm of God. Soon, growing bored of simply standing in this same spot, I decided to walk, and explore this realm.

Having absolutely no sense of direction, or familiarity with these self deemed holy lands, I picked one random direction, and begun walking. This substance I was walking on was soft on my bare feet as I tread, it was comfortable, and felt as if my feet were created for this exact terrain.

With no sense of where I was going, I continued on my way through this blinding whiteness. I wandered for what seemed like seemed like an eternity, just wading my way through this great bright plain. I never seem to get fatigued or tired, hungry or thirsty, humanly body functions never seem to occur, I couldn't even feel my heart beat when I put my hand to my chest.

After making my way through this "holy" place, I finally, came to a place where the ground just, stopped. There was simply no more. It was as if somebody forgot to insert a piece of the puzzle leaving this gargantuan abyss. When I look down into this missing piece of ground there seemed to be absolutely no bottom to it, just this darkness that goes on and on for eternity. In all the peaceful sensations this strange place makes me feel, this abyss fills me with something so infinitely different. As if nothing matters, as if I meant absolutely nothing to this universe. That I am just a grain of sand, no, a mere particle of waste on the back of a miniscule organism. It allows me to feel that I could pass from whatever form I am now in and nothing would so much as bat an eye.

I stared in dark wonder into the pit of this strange dimension, and for some reason I felt it stare back into me, filling me with a despair that can only be described as looking into a deceased loved ones eyes, and feeling just as dead as their hollow corpse. The pit absorbed me, flooded my mind, like a flood, wiping out everything that was me.

"Now child… Do not gaze into the abyss" a voice boomed, This voice, if you could call it that, was a symphony of harmonies that pleased the ear if not also the mind, and seemed to send a comforting sense throughout my physical form.

"This abyss, it not for the eyes of you, son." the omniscient voice spoke. It seemed to be everywhere, if not everything, at the same time. My current trance broken, I looked up, to see the startling figure of a great entity. It was huge, bigger than human comprehension, and just its size seemed to bend the reality of this already unrealistic place. Its lower body was in the pit and I was at its waist, while its torso soared above me. When I craned my neck up I could not see its head or end of this "God". It was humanoid, but more… more perfect. Its arms hung near me, and its hands were the size of buildings. It had no genitalia, or a belly button, or anything that may seem to make its perfect body any less perfect. Its skin seemed like finely polished marble, a subtle gray with white and black flecks, like a beautiful stone, giving it the look of a statue, but evermore beautiful and more perfect than art. There was not an imperfection on anything that I could, perfectly smooth and crafted.

"G.. G… God?" a question in the form of a word escaped my lips. I felt ashamed to even utter a sound in front of this being. I looked down in an attempt to hide my face and closed my eyes. I should even be in the presence of something so great and powerful.

My eye still closed, I felt, a hand on my shoulder. Its weight was less than a feather, yet more than that of the weight of the entire world.

"Do not be ashamed, do not be shy my child. Some people call me God, others call me other things. I go by many names son, but you may call me god." this sound from everywhere seemed to be behind me. Slowly, stiffly, my muscles trembling with anxiety to behold the form of the voice of God. When, ever so slowly I did, turn around, I saw the great being, except this time my height. But, this does not make him any less intimidating, God is as perfect as he was in his other form. I looked into his eyes now tat he was my height, his eyes were black, no pupil, no color, they were as black as the pit. I was in total awe of him, for I was in the presence of god.

Upon his head was no hair, only a smooth scalp like the rest of his body, he seemed to have no hair anywhere on his body, and where his nose was, there was only smooth skin. His mouth was beautiful, more beautiful than any humanly feature possible, this mouth is not something that can be described by a human vocabulary. It was simply the mouth of a god. When he opened it to speak you were not able to see into it, for the space within his mouth was as black as his eyes. He didn’t breathe, he didn’t flinch, he didn’t seem to make any movement or sound that he wasn’t totally intent on making. As I looked at him, absorbing the picture that I believed was the form of god, he was utterly still, patiently waiting for me to finish taking this moment in. Soon he spoke.

"I have been watching you child," I watched his mouth and the darkness inside it as he spoke. "I have been watching you, and have deemed you worthy for a task."

It took a immense amount of strength and willpower to speak in his presence. "A task, Lord? What sort of task?"

He opened his elegant mouth again. "You will be my messenger, to spread my word, to give an example to others."

"A- I- Your messenger, Lord, how will I do this? Where am I Lord?"

I watched the darkness in his mouth as he spoke. "You are inside a plain I created to you to wander in your dreams. This is only a small taste of my domain young one. As for the task I have chosen to give you, you will receive a gift in one days time, once you have opened my gift I will allow you to wander into my plain again, and then I will allow you to wander my domain again, and I will explain to you what to do with these gifts. But keep in mind my child, this will be no simple task. Are you prepared to take a task that surpasses that of Abraham and Isaac's. Do you fully trust the judgment of your God?" My Lords voice was void of emotion and bias, like he was a robot, assessing data and making the best decision from this analyses.

"I will do anything for you Lord." I said this confidently, for I felt that anything the Lord said would be absolute truth.

"Good," as soon as he said this realm that I was in seemed to fade away quickly and this place disappeared as I awoke…