Portal

Sleep.

Laying on a bed. Asleep. Covers to my chin. Body turned on my left side. "Moonlight in Atlanta" by Russ plays on my phone while it charges. Helps me sleep at night. Sleeping problems. Colors. Blue, purple, red, orange, dark purple, apricot, blood red, grapefruit color...what the fuck? Static...I think. The actual fuck is that sound? I open my eyes. Cold. No bed anymore. Just dirt. I look up. Rings. Saturn? Is that Saturn's noise? I close my eyes and reopen. Literally in the blink of an eye, everything changed. Burj Khalifa. Stargazing. I feel weird. It's night. Every light, star, phone screen seems to be brighter. My lungs burn. I smell...weed. In between my lips, swisher sweet tropical flavor blunt. I look up and I start floating. I inhale and blow through my nose. Dubai looked amazing at night. I took another hit. I saw a portal to a galaxy through the roof of the Burj Khalifa. Whoa. I gently floated down into it. I took another hit. When I blew out the smoke, I saw headphones. My beats. Cool. I grabbed them. They turned to ash in my hands. I looked down at the portal. Space. Again. Next thing I know, I was sucked inside super fast. I took another hit...black hole. Everything was going toward it. Even me. I was pulled too it. It wasn't a disk, but a ball of darkness and gravity and energy. Nothing could escape. Not even light. I felt no pain. I heard it hurts but I'd die anyway. No death though. Just surprisingly...light? What? For a second I was being sucked inside of something. Now I'm being...pushed out? What? I felt like I was falling. Like, imagine going down a big drop on a roller coaster...now multiply that by 1000. I was going too damn fast. Just falling...then I was finally through. I looked back. Not a disk, but a ball of white. Spitting everything the black hole took. A white hole. I looked in front of me. Bright colors. Like, the Northern Lights had parents. They were everywhere. I wished my friends could be their. A tap on my shoulder. I turn. My best friends. All there. What? I'm so happy. These were my people. Handshakes to all of them. My girlfriend...she's there too. We kiss. Sweet kiss. Thank you. I realize...I'm my own God. My thought from my girlfriend to this realization is bizarre. I run my world. My dream. I can make my own reality. I make the rules. Life has shown me well. This journey has brought me to a new world. Where I realize I am me and I can do everything or nothing. I feel no blood through my veins, no heart pump, just the thoughts of my brain. I am not God...I am my own person. My own God. My own chooser in life. I blink. Nothingness. "Moonlight in Atlanta" continues playing. I sit up in my bed. I open my eyes. I am my own God. I opened up a portal to see who I am. New found inspiration hit me that night. Who dares to step to me and try to stop me from achieving. No, I can't smite anyone, but I can make sure they don't come to make things hard for me. I can only smite myself. That's the worst part about being your own God. No one can stop you but you. Everything else is a speed bump anyone an drive over. I rest my head again.

Sleep.