As I was still walking among these trees I caught up to a fellow traveler who seemed to be slowing down.
As I reached out to him to befriend him, he said that ‘I should be with God now.’
‘How is that possible? I am not ready yet.’ I said. ‘You must give your life here and now.’ He handed me his knife. He held out this instrument towards me. ‘And you I said?’ ‘I am the messenger I have to convey the truth on this path of light.’ He said.
With these words still resounding in his mouth he moved an arms length away from the black hole, awaiting his next victim.
I did not become his victim, my strength suffused me. I felt a cold chill creep up my spin. I called out to him ‘Can I help you towards the light.’ ‘You are doomed!’ He shouted, as the black hole sucked him up.
Did I just experience religion? I thought.
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