GODS DREAM How Advanced Interdimensionals Really Are: I walked one night, in the cold black night of Bar Harbor, into Trenton, and then into Ellsworth. Fifteen miles. I had no flashlight, no phone, and pretty much no food or water. I was what you could call "manic" .. Had I smoked laced weed from Rhys..? Yes. Did I deal with him later on..? Who will ever know..? A car nearly ran me down that night. I ran towards the car, in a "fight + flight" response, and one foot away from the car reached the point of apportation. I remember taking flight, directly into the air, and then while mid-air teleporting to the end of the road. I screamed, in a forceful voice, to effect the FM transmitter in the car, and steering wheel hand of the driver, my name, "Magneto..!" And the car careened from left to right while I watched. I then teleported again, and found myself lying face-flat on the grass, on the side of the road, with grass in my mouth. I put my hands on the ground. The ground felt new. I got up, and as I walked to the nearest phone to ask for help, I only found random hubcaps, mufflers, pieces of metal of any kind, for some reason, in my every track. I had music stuck in my head the whole time.. I kept hearing my own song, "Final Mile." I hadn't written it yet. I finally got to the McDonalds, and asked a worker for their phone and neither one of my parents would pick up after several tries, so I got even more scared, and dialed 911. The cops showed up (one cop) as I sat on the edge of the sidewalk and looked up. He said, "You're schizophrenic..?" And I said yes. The other cop wiped a tear from his eye when I would flash-forward to the ambulance ride, because someone walked in with a thorazine needle and put me to sleep. I woke up in the ambulance, and was in the observation unit for a day, and a night. It was weird. The first "doctor" I spoke to told me he was ex-military, and wanted to help me sign out and leave the hospital. I for some reason didn't trust him though, and said I wanted to stay. I was ignored by every staff worker for the next two to three hours. They didn't want me there. I liked their food, though.. One individual was a bath salts victim. He saw the strange light in my eyes. * * * * * * * In the year 2015 an article was published by a popular news source with the headline, "When we die in one universe, we transfer to another universe." with a lot of quantum, scientific, and even genetic detail to the matter. I only skimmed the article, and affirmed I am an interdimensional. This world .. It's just a dream. A matrix, I created. You are all products of my mind. And you are all mere inhabitants of my consciousness alone. I am dead, and so are all of you, dead with me. We all died together when I wrote a song when I was fifteen entitled "VIvacitol." Whatever the title meant, it was a long 16-line lyric about a smashed body found in the road, shaped like a smiley face. I am not the same person anymore, but at least now I know I am God. -Brendan S