Chapter 1 

In The Imaginary Land of One's Birth

Abstractions didn’t exactly please me at this time but I needed some form of orientation. And to battle the universe abstraction seemed a great weapon. We want to know our destroyers. Lord, let us know who will destroy us. That catapulted a few abstractions out of the bodiless state I seemed to be in although I saw my body and felt it from time to time. Why I wasn’t destroyed me got me thinking that maybe there was some purpose to this whole adventure. Ah, Earth will be destroyed and they need a witness to fly off to another world and report on what has been destroyed. No, I was hit by a car on the way to the stadium and was in a deep coma, hovering between life and death. No, the environment was too life-like, wrapped me up in a substance that was grim but utterly real. “This is who I am,” it seemed to say. I was scared and fascinated all at once.





David Eide
January 24, 2014