8-Heaven

It's cold where I'm from, summer, winter, fall, spring. All year, the same coldness haunted my town. Today is different though, I'm not in my town, I'm far, so far away from anything I know. And yet, everything is so familiar, it's like an orphan meeting with their lost father after five  years of his disappearance. You just know this is where you were born to be inhabiting. The perfect house, the perfect family, all those seem so trivial in the eye of what I could now see. A perfect world. I felt myself being lifted and thrust forward over a huge city that stretched as far as I could see. I grew farther and farther away, lifted into the atmosphere, but I was not afraid, I was held by an invisible hand, the city was huge, the size of what we had once envisioned as a big continent in North America. As I slipped into the atmosphere, the darkness of space rippled around me and I felt myself being transported into a new place. It was a kingdom of shining light, everything was a compose of a series of colors that I had never seen before in all my time on the earth. New spectrums of light, sounds that before I had never been able to hear, and the sweet scent of chocolate chip cookies being cooked only even better. The overloading of the senses was intoxicating. Angels flew in and out of the shining palace on errands for the mighty king. One flew toward me and escorted me to the throne room.
"My son," his face was once light but now I could see all that belonged their as attributed in the Bible. Justice, peace, love, truth, kindness, and so much more. I bowed down before him and he raised my chin and stared into my eyes and repeated, "My Son."

7-Food

Poetry from yours truly:
(who is yours truly? I'm still wondering from that letter I got from my Grandma last year.)

You are so angelic,
I can see your Halo,
On the TV screen,
next to your eaten wings,
and spilled Mountain Dew.
You are such a slob,
Why don't you go get a job?
Get off your lazy butt,
Or I'll use that cattle prong
I got from my weird uncle with a happy birthday song
Oh dear, now you're zapped,
Why don't you get up instead of taking a nap?
Woops, I didn't mean to do that
The power changed to 10 when I sat.
Oh well, Joey is dead,
Toss him in a river before you go to bed.
Look at the one last wing,
contemplate a hard days work,
and take a bite and kill some aliens.
And so the cycle goes on.