There was this man. He was forty two years old. He was a sucessful writer of very popular childrens books. These books were intended for small toddler type kids but...luck had it that just about everyone enjoyed them. Even Adults. Needless to say this made him a pretty comfortable living.
His hero was Dr. Suess. He hoped that one day his books would be made into cartoons or movies.
One mourning he woke up, as he walked into his kitchen he slipped on a little puddle of dog pee. He busted his head on the corner of the counter and died.
Next thing he knew, he's in this strange nothingness. He couldn't hear anything. He didn't see anything. He realized none of his senses were taking in anything. He didn't remember falling and cracking his head open. He looked around at this kind of greyish, nothing, void and figured he must be dreaming. He was getting a little werided out, and the awareness of his own thoughts made him feel better.
He thought, if there was a bit more light here maybe I could see a little better. No sooner did he think this and the whole, "void" filled with a bright but pleasent light.
Just like GOD he thought. "Let there be light and there was light". He was never a religious person, but he was familar with that part of the bible. He looked over the bible a couple times, but he couldn't really say, he read it. He looked over alot of books that were, "Aledgedly Devine Text". He thought there're all basically saying the same thing in different ways. Some parts were OK, even wise...but over all, there're bullshit myths.
Now being an artist, and writer, he knew that, "To think was to create". He created, "IDEAS" all the time. From those Ideas came the desire to write them down, scribble some pictures and manifest the ideas into reality. Then the reality. His Books. He enjoyed what he did for a living and felt he was lucky. He knew people that wrote and drew better then he did...but...he was the one that made a living doing it.
While he was pondering these thoughts, he noticed strange creatures darting all about. He also seen there were all kinds of strange plants, if that's even what they could be called. He had never seen anything like he was looking at now.
He thought, this werid landscape and these freaky little things darting about make my writings and drawings seem like a boring, "Dick and Jane" book. Hell!...he thought this is stranger then Dr. Suess.
Then while looking around he realized he was standing on the side of a steep hill. He looked at his hand, it wasn't a hand anymore. Something like a very, very, colorful claw thing a lizzard might have. He looked down at his body. He laughed to himself because he appeared to be a psychedelic lizzard.
For the first time, he laughed to himself, this brought out all kinds of sounds from these void creatures. They were previously trying to stay hidden. Now he realized there were alot of them. All different kinds. Making sounds...squoinking, and doinking, squealing and hissing. Large groups of them making sounds almost like some crazy organic machine.
He said, loudly, but not in a rude way, "please quiet for a second"!
They got very quiet. He listened and could hear a sound in the background. Like the sound of an, "S". Always getting quieter but never totally going away.
"SSSSSSssssssssssssss".
The never ending, "S'. He had heard this sound before, on nights he couldn't sleep.
He looked up. The steep hill he was standing on was now a giant mountian. Covered in all different types and colors of plants, grasses and scurring, hiding void creatures. They were all happy. Making their boinks, squionks, clicks, tweets and all kinds of other sounds he never heard before. He was always proud of his imagination. Still believing this was a dream, he was amused and happy also. He thought he would incorperate this into a book when he woke up.
Then he noticed these clear, tranluscant, jelly looking things. They had a human type shape. Inside were thin, pewter colored bones, they didn't make a whole skeleton. It wasn't in their heads at all. They just had the jelly clear stuff for heads. He watched them for what he thought was just a minute. He walked up closer to them. He realized he had a tail. This made walking different for him, and again he laughed. He waved his brightly colored tail. When he got close to them he noticed they didn't have facial features like humans, or any other earth animals. They had a nose and eye sockets, but no eyes, or nose holes, and their mouth was just a indentation. This gave them the appearance that they were molded out of this tranlucant clay type stuff.
When he looked close at their faces he was startled and scared. He seen a vision of himself slipping on the floor in his kitchen. He seen himself on his kitchen floor dead. His black lab puppy, the one that piddled on the floor was licking the blood in a puddle around his busted head.
Now he somehow knew for certain this was not a dream. He knew he was dead. He felt sad. He got the puppy for company. What made him sad was not that he had died, but he had never found true love.
He had relationships. Deep down he knew these were not, "The One". He felt he was able to love. He thought he had a good idea what love was suppose to be. The deepest level of caring. This feeling was never returned to him.
Oh well. No time for self pity.
As he watched the tranlucent human shaped things he noticed every few minutes they split. There'd be two smaller ones. Then they'd rub themselfs together and squirt a neon green liquid. The color you see in them glow sticks or whatever.
He seen them splitting so fast that there seemed to be a small hill of them with neon green glow stuff squirting all over.
He looked under his psychedelic lizzard feet. He was standing in the middle of a pile of the translucant goo, getting neon stuff all over his feet.
He must have been watching this alot longer then he thought. Now when he looked at the rest of the void creatures he saw they were collecting things. They were building something. They were comming from all over.
They were building a raft or boat of some kind.
When it seemed they were about done, they all started getting on. Two at a time.
Just like Noah's Ark he thought. Then the rain began. He lifted his head up and opened his mouth. The water was as clear as diamonds with just a hint of blue color to it. It tasted great. It refreshed him. He felt more alive then he felt while he was living.
He went to get on the boat/raft thing. Somehow he was made to know that he needed his other half to enter.
He looked around. He ran around franticlly, looking all over for the other lizzard. He did't see one.
The rain came faster and with it a flood. The water stuff rose. It looked like a ocean around the mountian now. It rose and the boat/raft floated off.
The lizzard started climbing the mountian, it now seemed so big. The rain came in torrents. What refreshed him at the start was going to drown him. He felt sure of it. Finally he seen the top of the mountian. He knew after that there would be no other place to go. Just as he reached the top, comming over the other side, was the other psychedelic lizzard.
Joy swept over him. The rain stopped. He never felt anything like he was feeling at this instant. LOVE. JOY. All words are a small shallow attempt at decribing the emotions. Both the lizzards knew and felt. The rain stopped.
A sun like a crystal came out. It warmed the air with a feeling of carress. It cast a countless number of rainbows. The rainbows were all different, different colors, different shapes. They glowed like something no words could ever touch.
The water went down slow but sure.
The lizzards held each other and melted together. They came apart and looked into each others eyes. They hugged and melted together again.
The came apart, walked hand/claw in hand/claw. Arm in arm.
They kissed in their own new way.
Everything before this moment was forgotten.
They glowed.
THE END
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