I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.
Life moves very fast. It rushes from Heaven to Hell in a matter of seconds.
Silence. How long it lasted, I couldn't tell. It might have been five seconds, it might have been a minute. Time wasn't fixed. It wavered, stretched, shrank. Or was it me that wavered, stretched, and shrank in the silence? I was warped in the folds of time, like a reflection in a fun house mirror.