an antiseptic private chamber. Colorlessness & quietude hold sway. And here I dwell in perpetuity. I should have pressed that damn red button.
It’s true; you really do see a bright white flash just before your earthly expiration. Suddenly a reassuring voice intoned “One brief layover, then heaven.” Perception remained intact, for I felt elated. Ephemeral limbo? No problem. This intermediate state was actually quite engaging. I recognized at once Oscar Wilde and Lenny Bruce laughing it up. James Joyce pressed a red button. This, luminous signs proclaimed, periodically lengthens your stay. Bypassing it, I was ready for my reward-
an antiseptic private chamber. Colorlessness & quietude hold sway. And here I dwell in perpetuity. I should have pressed that damn red button.
Sandra James
26/8/2022 10:18:38 am
Oh, for the gift of hindsight! Well done, Robert 🙂
Jenny Logan
26/8/2022 11:42:43 am
Oh, dear. That sounds a little bit disappointing, Robert.
Pamela Kennedy
26/8/2022 07:02:17 pm
OH, No! Are you telling us that even in the here after we can make bad choices!😕
Sue Clayton
27/8/2022 08:20:37 am
A big red button would tempt me to press it regardless of the consequences. Comments are closed.
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