An account of an experience of the journey within.
The world of Demi Gods
The next night I reenter, and into the vacuous space I am again. I am the space itself seemingly, then all of a sudden, a bass voice way heavier than any note I have ever heard on any keyboard or piano says “I am a Demi God”. I am both afraid and confused because the voice seems to be coming from the space that I have now identified as myself, which to me says that I am saying this to myself.
I really can’t fully wrap my mind around what has just happened and only confide in an employee of mine with whom the spiritual conversation has been open for a while and he is pretty scared seeing that he is from a Catholic back ground and sees experimentation as a little bit fearful.
He does listen though and I am a little embarrassed as to whether I should say I am “Demi God” or not. At this point I do not even know what a Demi God is and have never encountered the term before, so I go to the internet to look it up and find out that it means one who is half God and half man.
This is likened to the Greek archetypes like Hercules and Perseus etc. I cannot even bring myself to understand why this is my experience but accept it and tell no one else in fear that I would be judged as trying to establish some sort of hierarchy or fame. To me it is not about fame but truth though and this seemed a bit farfetched, but it is my experience, so I chalk it up as just that “experience”.
An excerpt from The Life of god as me
by Gabriel Quincy Collymore
website: http://www.kinggabriel.com
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