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I Choked. 1 Minute I Saw Jesus Christ. 2 Minutes I Saw Satan. This is the Life of My Afterlife.
Heaven or Hell. Reality is the life I chose.
Dinner was great.
My wife cooked a meal to die for.
Then I almost did.
Halloween colored candied yams resided under the shade of forest green spinach. An orphan vegan would feel right at home housed in good taste.
Across my plate’s ravine lived a juicy steak. In it’s former life, it enjoyed the fat of the land indulging in luscious greenery.
I took a deep breath. Drool raining on top of the land before me.
Excited, I relived my elementary years carving a perfect triangle from the meat’s bottom.
The utensil holding the delicious cadaver enters my dark caverns. I close it shut.
I prepare to chew neglecting the act of actual chewing.
The entire morsel takes 10% damage swiftly water sliding down my esophagus clogging the canal.
I begin to gasp for air drowning from the inside. The hues of a beautiful ocean are beginning to rise in my complexion.
My wife non-maliciously abandons me. I needed her more than she knows.
