Unseen Bliss

The room was loud as I melted liquid like into the atmosphere. Inane words reverberated off plastic lips as they tried in desperation to pass for intelligent conversation. Fake smiles and silicon boobs bounced around the space in attempts to fascinate black suits with flowing ties that searched with animal intensity for the next lay of the night. Cubic zirconia’s sparkled in the ever decreasing space that crept slowly to tighten around my throat. I gasped for oxygen, but it was too hot in the room to inhale.

I grabbed an amber elixir from a floating tray that seemed to levitate above the hand of a well garbed woman wearing a white lacy apron and a saucy little cap upon her raven hair. For some odd reason she appeared more real than the others in the room. I couldn’t quite grasp the reason why, I just felt it more than anything. As the burning sensation inched its way down my throat I could feel it enter my stomach and intensify my anxiety. Now I needed another drink to calm my flittering nerves. Searching for the raven haired beauty who had inadvertently rescued me before, I desperately clung to the wall in order to avoid calling attention to myself. I didn't want to be seen and for some strange reason, no one seemed to notice my presence except that lovely woman with the floating tray.

She glided towards me with determination in her eyes and I felt drawn to her like a magnet. Pulled slowly into the fray of uncaring bodies that continued to flirt and flit from one to another searching for that next conquest to notch on their overworked bedposts. Like a pinball, I bounced off one plastic body to the next until at last I found my target. She took me by the hand and led me to another room that I hadn't noticed before, I don’t think there was really even a door to go through, we just sort of blended into the wall and then we were there.

It was quiet and soothing in this room, no loud words banging around to confuse a lost soul. No lost souls banging about with inane praises of nonexistent talents for plastic boobs and black suits with ties. No, in here I found gossamer wings of angels with glowing halos of silver offering sweet drinks of happiness and love to ease a minds sorrow. It was bright with a light that didn’t hurt the eyes yet it reached all the way through to a soul, deep inside the body in a way that poured peace all over you.

I knew I didn’t belong in that other place, I just didn’t know where I was at first. Not until the beautiful angel pulled me through the wall of Hell and into the soft welcoming clouds of Heaven. I didn’t even know that I had died.