EPISODE FIFTEEN The place was still dark as I tried to lift myself up from a material that looks more like a mattress. I was in absolute darkness and couldn’t take a step forward or backward a the place I’m standing seems to sink down the more I tried to move. I gently stoop low and sit down on the foam-like material before I heard a voice that sound just like mine saying “you have the switch to the light, you’ll nee-d to switch it on to see very well sire” Me: Excuse me, are you talking to me? Person: Yes Sire. You switched off the light by yourself and only you can switch it on. Me: How do I do that? I can’t even see my hands or anything else. Person: You do not de-sire the light sire. If you do, it will come up. As much as I don’t un-derstand what he’s talking about and who he is, I nee-ded to know where I am and how I got there. I closed my eye and started thinking de-ep on how light looks normally. I pla-yed a scenario of me switching on the light in a dark room. The moment I opened my eye the light c@m£ up and was so bright every tiny thing were visible. I tried to look for the source of the light but could not find it in the room. I was indeed on a mattress, a very big one, bigger than I’ve ever seen. The room is so beautiful, painted in my favorite blue and white colour, while most items in the room are in purple colour including the clothes. The ceiling of the room looks like heaven having vases containing flowers hanging in six corners of the room. There was a poster of me wearing a long white robe hung on the wall left to the exit door. I can now vividly see the person speaking to me. He was as if I’m looking into the mirror. He has everything just like I do from facial expression, physique, standing and the way he was speaking. Only that he wasn’t carrying any mark or scar and was wearing a purple robe while I’m still in my gray str!pped white shi-t on blue-black jeans. I stepped down from the mattress and walk towards the guy who had remain on the same sp©t he was since I woke up. Me: Where is this and who are you? Person: It is known sire! I’ll like to take you outside, you have things to inspect Me: Inspect? Where is Temmy? Person: plea-se follow me sir. He lead me on as we followed a very big hallway beautifully designed I’ve never seen such in my life. We started meeting people who all dressed in purple and also look just like me, doing one work or the other. They all keep repeating the same s£ntence whenever we pas-s them “Welcome home sire”. Me: Who are these people and why do everyb©dy has my face and everything? Person: It is known sire. plea-se let me lead you to the garden. We followed a path on the right hand that led into the garden. The garden consists of so many type of trees bearing beautiful fruits. It is so big I can’t quantify it with any known measuring scale. The misery is, whenever I point to see a p@rticular tree or plant, we walk down and get there in a split of seconds, no matter how far the tree or plant was initially. Every tree and plants has a gardener each, tendering them by applying manure and water at their require period. All the thousands and thousands of gardeners I saw there looks just like me facially and in physique, but they were also wearing the purple rob. Me: This is awesome. How can a garden be this big? Person: Only you know the size sire Me: How can I know the size when I’m not the one that built it. Person: It is known sire. plea-se let me take you to the ongoing project. Me: You are confusing me the more with this your sire of a thing. Which project again, and what’s my business with the project? Person: You requested to see it sire Me: When did I do that? Wait! I’m supposed to be at a p@rty with Temmy, where is this? Person: It is known sire Me: I remembered being hit by a plank. Tell me, I’m I dead? Is this heaven or something? Person: You are not dead. If you are, we won’t be here. Me: Where would we be or would I be if I’m dead? Person: Only your Father can say. It is known that when you die, this place will be totally destroyed and rebuild. Me: Which Father are you talking about? I never grow to know my father. My mother said he pas-sed before I was born. Person: That’s not true sire. Your mortal father is alive, but I’m not talking about him. After the inspection, we’ll pay your Father a visit, He’s been waiting for you. Me: You have to be speaking in a language I un-derstand. I got no father, except you are talking about my step father that I bears his last name and he has long pas-sed on too. Person: It is know sire Me: It is known, It is known, It is known, to who now? By the way, I’m not dead and I’m not in heaven. Obviously I’m not alive either, where is this place for the love of Christ? Person: You are alive sire. It is known, plea-se follow me and I’ll show you the project. He lead me out of the garden and we entered a field where there are many children pla-ying and having fun. The field was so green I felt like rolling on it and the children were so happy. They would momentarily st©p and greet us “welcome sire” whenever we pas-s them. The kids also have my look irrespective of their age. We went throu-gh the blue coloured road in the middle of the green field leading to a magnificent building which has builders still working on it even though it looks completed to me. It was built so high one cannot see the t©pmost p@rt from the ground as it looks to meet the cloud in heaven. Me: Wao! This is extremely great! Person: It is known sire Me: Yeah, I know it is known. How long has this building been in construction? plea-se don’t tell me it is known! Person: It is known sire. It is as old as you are. Me: It looks completed to me, why are they still working on it? Person: Only your Father can determine if it is completed. He’s waiting by the pool of waterfall, plea-se let’s go to him. He lead me into the building and I discovered the interior p@rt is even more beautiful than what I saw outside. All the doors, rooms and hallways are highly identical and I don’t know how the guy knows where to follow as there were no direction sign whatsoever. We c@m£ to a place that looks like the center of the building and there was indeed a mas-sive waterfall filling up a pool but the pool remain at the edge and was never spilling out or reducing. The water was so clean I can see where the bo-ttomof the pool clearly but still could not locate where the water flows out. Sitting at the edge of the pool, on a golden chair, raised a little above the ground level, positioned very close to the waterfall is an elderly man who neither look old nor young. He also has my face. He was surrounded by servants who all wear purple robes and look like me, like I’ve been seeing since my expedition on this unknown planet started. The man was wearing a bright robe I can best describe as white. He kept smiling as we approach Him and eventually stood up and embr@ced me. Man: Welcome son. I’m really happy with what you’ve done here Me: Sir, I’m not the one that build this. Man: (Smiles) you are son, you built everything you’ve seen since you arrived. Me: I don’t un-derstand sir. Where is this place and why does everyb©dy look exactly like me? Man: This is your mind son. This is the mind you have created for yourself. You have a very beautiful mind son. You constructed and designed it by yourself, and I am so amazed at what you are capable of. But you’ve only be building and building here, you did not complete them. And without completing them you cannot see it manifested in reality. Have you seen that glorious garden? Me: I have sir Man: That’s your minds’ work. You’ve put your mind in so much work but refuse to complete the projects. Come here more often and complete this projects. Men are waiting for its manifestation. You can’t just keep it here, when you die, they will all perish without manifestation. That would be a gross waste of talent and opportunity. Me: How can I be coming here sir? Man: You alre-ady know who you are, books to re-ad, message to listen to. To come here you’ll have to be listening to your inner man (pointing to the guy that has been leading me on since). He’s your right hand man. He’s you. Me: He’s me? Then who are others, the gardeners, builders and the children? Man: (Smiles) They are all you. They repres£nt you in all aspects. That is why you could have many talents at the same time. Each person holds a p@rticular talent or gift you have. Others hold your emotions, when you are moody, happy and even when you love. They are all waiting for your command. Always re-ady and obe-dient, only if you will use them to their strength. Me: How do I get use to him, I mean my inner man? Man: You’ve alre-ady recognize his voice. Always listen to yourself. Meditate on things you’ve re-ad about yourself and try searching him out for discussion on things throu-gh your pure meditation and moment of silence. Me: Is this how every mind looks? Man: Yes, but some have left their mind vague and deserted. Therefore they have nothing to draw from it. And some have sold their mind to the evil one, therefore all they can draw is evil, even though their inner man kept saying No, cautioning them. Others are like you, they build their mind and never complete it. Those people you see ma-king difference in the world are those who do complete projects in their mind. And they are never scared of taking risk which is the excuse of people like you. I believe you’ll change son and I’m waiting for your manifestations just like the world is waiting. Me: Thank you sir Man: You have to leave now, your friend is worried. Me: How do I leave this place? Man: Just go throu-gh the pool and enter the waterfall. Always remember son, you can always ask me whatever you don’t un-derstand. You know how to reach me and I’m always here. I entered the pool and headed straight to the waterfall as my right hand man keep following. The waterfall bit me so ha-rd I g@sp for breath feeling my shi-t alre-ady soa-ked with water. Then I woke up to see a bucket of water has just been poured on me Temmy: William can you hear me? Me: (Struggle to talk) Yes (shaking my head)
Perfect rejection episode 15
