nova

God stepped sideways. First thing I became aware of was a salty taste on my tongue, then came the light, bright white burning. Saw it wash over the hull and turned around. Halfway realized that it wouldn’t be a good idea to gaze directly into it, so I closed my eyes. Hurt anyway, it felt as if some galactic scanner ran through my head, erasing everything.

After a painfully slow turn I faced my spaceship again, it looked warped, somehow out of place, something very odd about it, but I couldn’t quite place it. It was then that I remembered seeing a warning light flashing. I think it began when I realized something weird about the hull, I can’t get ahold of time now, couldn’t tell past and future apart.

Anyway, the hull was still white, though I feel a certain discomfort about that word, it’s more glossy than white. I remember that warning light and decide I will examine it’s reason of activity in two hours. Most of my arms and legs are still moving, so I must be in a rather good condition. The starship is a wound, bleeding chrome everywhere. It’s a wonder my brain is still intact, with all that heat, oh yes, the warning light. It flashed because the temperature went over the scale, plus somethousand Kelvin, but I remember thinking that some of the spacesuit’s systems must have burned out, because I couldn’t have survived that temperature. I don’t feel hot or frozen and the suit’s surface is boiling, swirling, like the hull of my ship, which will be rainbow coloured.

I hear god’s voice. Must be, because I’m alone here, but it surprises me that his voice sounds like a rattlesnake, I always thought he would talk your tongue if he speaks, but then, am I no rattlesnake, with all that twisting tendrils I have?

For a while I listen to god, I found his mouth and there’s a plaque beneath it, telling his name is ‘Geiger’. He rattles for a while, while I spread my tendrils and wrap myself up in the glossy metal.

I kicked away the thrusters of the ship. I don’t want to move, I want others coming to me.

It’s so bright in here that I cannot make out the plaque with god’s name anymore, I believe it was made from gold or charcoal, but it is not important, because I have seen his name and so I knew who speaketh.

My iris must be wide, I feel it spread outwards, cannot remember the colour, rainbow I think, and when it reaches my skin, it explodes in a ring of colourful fire, spreads.

Surrounded by a nice ring now, and people will appreciate my beauty when they gaze into the sky.

My eye is blind now, but that does not matter, I have seen brighter light than any other human ever will.

I start getting strange perception from my beautiful ring, there are so many impressions, sometimes I feel the temperature of things, like a picture of time and heat, and then I hear someone singing in two colours only. I cannot gaze out anymore, only inward, my light reflects at my ring, only inward anymore. as I slowly spin in my spaceless spaceship.

I fear they cannot see me anymore, for they lack the senses to see what I am, and so I am, spinning darkness with god’s own voice within me.