I've Been Speaking Wi' Tha' MAN!

I closed my eyes and floated up to my Maker. My Maker said,

"Son, there are wonders in heaven that you cannot comprehend. Things that make spirit, stature and imagination grow like freedom for the brave. Things that must be blessed with peace in your grave for when the final veil is drawn, you’ll realize that you never really stood alone. If you did; t’was because your creation wore a frown at the ways of man.

“So put your precious future in my open hand. Don’t hesitate, for we both know my victories were sweetened when your feet beat a retreat. Well, get out; get out of my kitchen if you can’t take the heat. Energies pure and twists of faith will always combine. Just as you think bottle sunshine can be hidden in dark wine. So too shall glory spread its breezes and fan those who choose to walk along the land.

“I never really believed you would consign a part of your future as mine. You made your choice, chose of your own will, to test it thrice. Thus too, you shall reside where your eyes beckon with calm each sunrise and dissolution depths in each sunset -- so too in my promise to the wise. All things were created equal; but have you looked into your own eyes and seen the squalor of your self pity blanket every mechanism installed by me? Yet you wish to live with regret because in your mind, you are surrounded by a curtain of incompetence. This is where your struggle begins and ends!”

My Maker just is like that with me; has a strange way of talking too.