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Standing in the midst of a windy desert night with my Eyes to the earth, I catch a glimpse of a Golden Light. Looking up, my eyes meet His skin. The shine of quenched pours. His skin. The freckles. His skin, glimmers under the moon.

“Is this an optical illusion?” I think to my Self. The longer I gaze, the more it flickers different hues. Red, Purple, Green, Blue, Brown, Translucent, The Color of Infinity. Perhaps a rainbow. And just when I think I’ve seen enough to define what I see, a thought occurs:

His skin is no Rainbow. It is a Diamond. To call it a rainbow would not serve justice to the miracle of its existence. A rainbow is simply a spectrum of light. Diamonds are more intricate. Diamonds reveal and reflect the entire spectrum of color. Diamonds are a mirror offering a new perspective. They are a translucent window. Diamonds transform and ascend to new heights when given the chance.

His skin takes shape and I notice the crystalline ingredients. This is just the surface.

The wind picks up. I am firmly planted, feet to that bone dry sand and dust. The wind picks up. I do not move or budge. The wind picks up. I am fully entrenched in this glimpse of the Hereafter. My soul could leave my body and land right back, with the help of His guiding lens of endless colors.

A unique perspective, never before seen or witnessed by Me in this life. I wonder… Does he feel it too? Does he see what I see? Is the brilliance disorienting?

Snap out of it. He is a man. He has beautiful skin. He is a Man. He is more than his skin. He is Man. He has layers. Human layers. Earthly desires, a will to live with a sense of purpose.

Perhaps this Purpose has already been written into His code. Am I seeing it before He’s seeing it? Does he Know what I Know? What do I even Know?

Questions and skepticism are part of Human nature. I am Human. I have earthly desires. I have a will to live. I have a sense of purpose. I have my Faith. I have a close relationship to that all encompassing Glorious and Merciful superior existence that resides in my Higher heart.

Does He see what I See?

Our eyes meet. Visions of infinite wishes, hopes, dreams, and fears begin to flood my Server, and I descend. The jolt precedes a temporary loss of consciousness. My screen glitches and goes dark as I gently fall to my knees. Deep breaths and strong intent to regain what was lost are forced through the operating system.

Do you even Know what you Lost? Do you see what He sees? What does He see?

Our eyes meet. Visions of an aching infinite longing follow. Our eyes meet. Roadblocks, nightmares, and violence begin to flood my Server and I ascend. The shock brings me back into objective reality. I plant my feet back on the floor, but fall to my knees once again.

A sharp penetrating shrill screams at my pinkie toe. I’ve been hit. A microscopic spine has been implanted into the foundation of my movement… or lack thereof.

My body absorbs the poison from the cactus. It stings but my cells work together to dispel this foreign object. The pain persists and I feel discomfort. Inevitably, my body reacts and I fight. I fight until I am weak and tired. I accept defeat. I retreat.

May this cycle never repeat…