Truth # I’ve lost count
(Last nights dream)
Different for everyone, the same for most. It normally involves attaining the things we talk ourselves out of, sabotage from our lives and rationalize out of reality.
~Hi, I’m depressed
~How do you know
Because I’m you silly. I’m your Divine self
~Really… you look amazing,
~Seriously your skin is fantastic
Yeah ummm ooooooookay so I know the secret to happiness and I’m going to give it to you
~You’re the greatest
Not so fast. I can sense you figuring out how you can market this info to make ends meet but I’m not giving you the secret to “Happiness” just the secret to your happiness
~(deflated) Yeah sure bring it on
Make a decision, forget the money, self publish if you have to, give to get, thrive to survive, don’t procrastinate, exercise, spawn offsping and have lot and lots of sex…. sorry great sex. Have lots and lots of great sex.
Trust in love
~Well that last bit is sorta fucking esoteric don’t you think
What the hell do you expect you ingrate Im God after all
~Well I knoooow I’m doing at least one thing right
~Is that part of the list too
What do you mean what else?
~Well it seems like a short list
You will have your hands full with that
~How can You be sure
Beside that fact that I am God She says tossin a thick mane of ever changing hair over her naked violet shoulder You’re how old?
Right pushing thirty…. you’ve had 3 decades to work on this list and you’ve only got one thing going for you
~Yeah but its a hell of a thing am I right!
She rolls her iridescent eyes to the top of her head just before she disappears in a poof of smoke that smells vaguely of cinnamon.
~God, God, God…. hello? Damn’t You’re just like my mom!!!!!