and when you are not

there is always.

God is an astronaut. He's trying to fly his way between starts to prevent the inevitable burn out and dispersal of all of the universe's mass. Prevent the explosion of black holes in a cold black sky of a world that fails to exist.

Someone called my name at work today. I looked about and there was no one there. It happened twice. Maybe there are too many Mikes in the world. Maybe my imagination is too stagnant at work.

The blue light is orange and I'm in the place with no darkness. This is 101 where I meet my demise.