NEVADA'S ELECTRICITY

The cosmic shatters upward in an escalating, rotating tunnel. My skin loose and burning, revealing my skeleton as I was pulled to the misunderstood radiance. I could only bow and surrender myself completely. Then, as this epiphany realized in my awareness,

I flew up,

pulled by my heart, head flung back as the heart led into the air. A stream of light pulled like a string of a spiderweb as I was surrounded by a cylindrical cosmic tunnel of infinite color:

                              I could only think,

and each time I shot off a thought, I was able to capture one breath and restore. A stream of light shot from my crown like lightning to a distant

portal

and activated a plant in someone’s pocket to summons them for the rapture.

One by one.

I prayed and delivered a soul, immediately converted by the digital attack of my embedded consciousness. The blasphemous engine turned out to be really holy. The sanctity of this was affirmed by the cosmic force. The thought of mine delivered the prayer. I was truth. I was also hypocrisy. This was upturned logic but I felt God smile. Thumbs-up Jesus winking at me and I kept going to Vegas. I sent electricity to power the entire state of Nevada with every

thought.