on god and cupcakes

First of all, I just want to say that I don’t like sweets very much.  When it’s time for dessert, I would usually rather pass and just eat more dinner instead (unless there’s strawberry shortcake).  In general, if I’m going to eat something terrible for me, I want it to be deep fried and salted.

So, I invite you to witness a curious phenomenon.  I can’t tell you what happened, because I have little recollection of the experience.  You’ll have to take a look and speculate, as I have been doing…

There were some cupcakes.  I do remember that part.


One of them seems to have been speaking to me.

I am listening very carefully.

I am liking what I am hearing.


I take a bite.

Something strange is happening.

My body is still here, in the cafe.  But my spirit seems to be traveling to some other place.


The angels have come.

They’re singing to me.

Can you see that my physical body is beginning to disappear?  Any moment I will ascend.


No, earth is calling me back.  It’s not yet time.


And I’ve returned.

But there is still something of the other world clinging to me.

This is the face of someone who has seen something.

Note the wild look in my eye…


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