Stoned Talk

I was smoking with a friend of mine and he was telling me about his coma. He had an accident a few years before I met him, and he was in a coma for several weeks. I asked him some questions about it.

He told me a long story about the dream he had in the beginning and several of the dreams he had after that. I asked him if he felt like he had an out-of-body experience. He said no, he thought he was living his life like he always had. He told me that the coma life was so real that he couldn't believe that it didn't happen.

I started talking about other dimensions and we were wondering if he was in another dimension the whole time. I told him that this might not be his real life. Maybe one day he'll wake up in another dimension.

All of this makes me wonder if our imaginations create life in other dimensions. Maybe everything we imagine actually happens in another dimension. Maybe that's what God is. Someone who created us with his mind. Maybe we're God's to people in other dimensions, we just don't know it. Maybe our God Isn't aware of what he's done either.