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Shadow Of A Doubt
Matthew had always been steadfast in his faith. What appealed to him most about God was the need to believe, as opposed to some sort of certainty born of evidence or innate awareness. The fact that we were blessed with the choice and allowed to entertain doubt was the beauty of existence.
Now, as he felt his life slipping away, Matthew found that his conviction in God was stronger than ever. He had no fear of what was to come, because he was completely at peace and ready to meet his maker.
Except what if he was wrong? Oh shit...
Fool In The Rain
The rejection stings. Dave stumbles down the sidewalk, absorbed in his own thoughts, oblivious to the people walking nearby or the rain pouring overhead. Motor memory guides him back to his apartment despite never making a decision to walk home. He's too preoccupied with being left standing on the curb looking a fool. The others were probably still laughing.
All he knows with any certainty is he will never allow himself to be in such a vulnerable position again.
If only he'd been a few seconds quicker, he could have boarded the bus before the door slammed in his face.
Delusion
As he nailed the boards over his windows one by one, each pounding of the hammer reinforced his decision. The world was about to die.
The sad part about reality is there can never been any ironclad certainty. Civilization was coming apart at the seams, an obvious fact if you just looked around. But people said he was crazy and chose to ignore all the warning signs.
He felt sorry for them. They had fallen under the mass delusion, and they would not be prepared for the end times. Perhaps his pity would be some solace as they all burned.
She Liked Avocados
It wasn't the flying that alerted her. That seemed natural.
It was the complete lack of context that confirmed to Shirlene none of this was real.
There was very little this version of herself knew with any certainty. She remembered her name. She liked avocados. And she was positive that every memory she possessed was a figment of her imagination.
As Shirlene soared above the city of clouds and unfamiliar landscapes, she reflected on her other dreams and other lives. None seemed as real as this moment right now.
The only reality that mattered was her hunger for more avocados.
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