We got into the car and drove into a wall to make sure we were dead. It was then that we found God, or some manifestation of God. Or maybe it was a dream. I can't recall, but the impact was quite something. We've been living in the desert waiting, but no message has arrived and everyone is getting tired. Being dead is not easy because it's very much like being alive.
withdrawn
exhausted
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