Bomb

April 8 2014

I didn’t know I was a cloned, programmed android until my mission was at its end and all the pieces fit together finally.
I was floating in space on an ocean ship shaped station with a bomb on board. Orbiting just outside of Earth’s atmosphere.
The bomb was set to go at any time, but I wasn’t told when.  I wasn’t given minimal information. I was only aware that I was there to make sure there were no complications.
The “deck” of the “ship” was open, and the open space did not effect me. I sat on the deck without a space suit, unaffected by the pressure, or lack of gravity, and watched the stars like fireflies off a porch. 
It was so quiet.  I could feel the quiet.  Enormous enveloping quiet. I sat and listened to it and began to have flashes of visions…
Cherry blossoms falling, someone laughing. Like moving photographs of memories, or things happening at that moment. Things echoing and bouncing and resonating through space. Where there in space they had perfect clarity.

I walked over to the edge of the deck and looked out. Downward and to the left there was a hole in space, and light was shining, like a swirling worm hole just opened and was closing again. Just normal things that happen in space.  I felt like I was home when I recognized these quiet happenings as normal. 

Then I jumped off the deck.

I don’t know why, I don’t know what I was feeling, I wasn’t feeling anything except…that every movement was right.  Every movement was in synch, perfect, and this was the right thing to do. To jump.

Instead of floating, I fell. Straight down off the ship, faster and faster until I began to spin. And in the spin I saw/felt/*was* God.  In this spin that created a circle I knew that in that falling circle, was god.  In the *movement* of it.  The falling spinning movement. 
God is falling, spinning, movement. And I, in that movement- was god.

I let go of my perception of falling and spinning and found a stillness where my mind was quiet and stationary as my body was hurled and flung, I hit the atmosphere and began burning and the circle of me became a ball of fire, until I hit clouds and bounced in slow motion in the most bright, white soft wet pillow of the clouds. I laughed the most uninhibited laugh I’ve ever felt as I fell through them and the bright joyfulness of it made me see the cherry blossoms and the onion grass of spring as if it was right in front of me. And while in those flowing visions, I fell to the Earth.

I woke up realizing that I was the bomb.