richard_

Did I ever tell you about the dream I once had as a young boy He said just low enough to be sure there was absolutely no way she could hear him over the water filling her bath. It was the only dream Ive ever had directly pertaining to God. He spoke quietly from living room as he watched the lightning once again light up the mid-day darkened sky through the loft's floor to ceiling high windows. In my dream I was climbing this enormous mountain my mother had shown me in an old magazine she had saved since she herself was a child. I remember the mountain seemed impossibly large for any man to of ever made it to the top. But as she read the words which accompanied the photograph, I very soon realized that in fact quite a few men had made it to the top of that mountain, and some had even lived to describe what it was they had seen. But much to my dismay, not a one of them had even come close to mentioning anything about seeing this so called glorious thing called God, which my mother had so often prayed to after she tucked me into bed each night. I remember clear as day the devastation which washed over me again and again as my mother got closer and closer to finishing the words beneath the photograph, without ever a mention of Him. And I also remember the understanding in her voice as I ask her again and again had any of the men seen Him while they were up there so close to the sky in which He lived? But alas, they had not. So by the time my mother had finished reading the photographs caption, I had for the first time in my life decided there was in fact no God, otherwise those men would of found him on that there mountain top my mother had so cluelessly shown me as a child. That night I lay in my bed filling my mind with the images of what it was like when people once lived up there on the surface of the earth, bathed in all that light. And as my dreams finally found me, it was upon that mountain top that God had decided to finally reveal to me his face. Only living once my child He had spoken down to me in a blinding ray of light. should at the very very least, always be just enough to kill you. And then the light was gone, and I was awake, surrounded by dark, afraid and all alone again... Godless in my bed. He then finished coffee with a sigh as he looked down into his empty cup and the day turned even darker outside.