And there I was face to face with him.
Dreaming, cheering inside of my mind,
being thankful,
crying,
smiling,
wishing that moment would never end.
In the end, that's what we all wish for, a no end.
Eternity.
Infinity.
But not even him is eternal.
God is dying,
in the same way we are.
And you know what?
He doesn't even know.
He isn't conscious about what is just about to happen to himself.
Wasn't him supposed to know everything?
That was a lie.
He is god,
but not the God we made him,
he's just a god that was born out of another god.
Just like everyone else.
I took a picture of him.
He is like... the most incredibly beautiful thing I have ever seen.
It sure it isn't human.
It sure isn't a creation either, because that kind of beauty only comes from the indefinite,
from the randomness of the causality, from the chaos.
Though it sure is a creator.
Thank god for being our sun.
Thank god for making me smile every sunset.
Yesterday was an amazing day, a day I'll never forget.
7/11.