Colors of Sanity

Chapter 4

Adofo felt like he was... A comet. Yes, flying, and really warm. He felt warm inside, the kind of warm you feel when you sit in front of a fire after a day outside in the winter, but on the inside. Extraordinary blissful. Extremely peaceful, and he felt he was everywhere. He was bathed in a hazy white light, and felt to be drifting towards... Nowhere. He had no cares in the world, because there was nothing. And he was happy. Happier than he had ever been. He felt a voice inside a thought, and that thought was far away. He could not fathom the origin of the voice, or why or how, but knew it was inside of him. He could... Feel it speaking calmly, but not hearing anything. He didn't exist, so he could not feel anything but happiness. He could feel the words "deeds" and "courage" and a thousand other inspirations inside of him.

     He was indirectly directed towards something, something of great happiness and harmony. He arrived, through the sea of light, at what seemed to be a cloud in the sea, with a large marble stairway, with several gates of many magnificent jewels and precious metals. The first had a large pearl in the top of the arch, the second with two, and so on. He suddenly existed, as a transparent blue representation of a blank man. There were many more in front of him. He was walking along the slow line, behind all the others. The stairs split into two paths. One, after a couple more gates, had an abrupt end. The other had a larger gate, full of the brightest, most perfect light. He was headed toward that one. He was walking, but could not feel anything but joy. He was arriving at the large gate, and watched the several souls in front of him step into it's majesty. The light swallowed him as he entered.

     It felt like riding the fastest rollercoaster ever to exist, exhilarating and refreshing and... Fun, only boiled down into one liquid emotion deep in the pit of his soul. He was purely ecstatic, feeling, being, only pure joy. He was feeling a combination of emotions, anxiety, and curiosity being the leading factors. He felt a thousand different connections as colors and shapes became existent, and he knew every one of them. Everything took form, in a thousand instant moments. Adofo felt everything begin as he knew everything was existing. Adofo suddenly... Became.

(Author's note: I know this is far-fetched. But it's pretty hard to provide an interpretation of Heaven.