wasnt just high off weed, but I envisioned that I saw God, but not exactly God.
He hit me with the
, then he showed me how to make people.
He took a glass test tube, and he dropped a small microchip in it. Said it was the basic template for human consciousness.
Then he reached pointed to a shelf that had 14 glass beakers on them with a different color in each. Said these were personalities. He could use one color or mix colors at a ratio of 7:1 only, because mixing too much just makes muddled colors with no uniqueness.
Then he poured a red color over a circuit and sent vibrations through the tube. The vibrations pulsed at a certain tempo. Like music. He said this was a person's temperament. How people moved to their own beats and speeds. The circuit in the tube started to glow.
Then he showed me a bunch of people walking in the rain. Everyone glowed a different color and pulsed at a different tempo. People with similar tempos gravitated towards each other, and colors didn't matter much. People whose tempos were too different stayed away from each other or were unhappy being around each other.
He told me the red one in his hand was like mines., and hit me with the
again.
Then two people who looked like nurses came and told me I had to leave, because not-exactly-God was busy.
I was told that I could come back to that place and ask more questions, but I couldn't come too much or too soon. Because I'm already mentally unstable, and being there too much would put too much strain on me, and would only make it worse.