The Shiny Deity

 Let me preface all my thoughts by first saying I do not prescribe to the concept of God most people do. However, the idea that a god could create itself out of the fodder of the universe is a leap I am willing to make.

I was on the beach where I grew up, right next to where N.A.S.A launches its shuttles. It was a January night and I was feeling very spread thin so I decided to go by myself into the ocean. I believe that being cold is very important, it is a backdrop for the sensation of comfort after you warm up, and it also forces you to face the discomfort before. I jumped in and swam around the dark water for a while then got out and started walking. The cloud covered moon shined down as always for its small but captive audience who consisted of me, all the ghost crabs, feral cats and anything else that was out. I walked by the houses lining the dunes and from a distance could see the flashes of blue barely escaping the windows. I started thinking about all those gaped mouths and gazed eyes who actually thought they were on the receiving end of that transaction. They were busy with their distractions but If they knew I was out there they would have felt uneasy. Most people out as late as I was did not go out there just to explore a place where night still existed. But I was not hurting anyone, and of course neither were the people hiding behind the blue flashes. It’s not about right or wrong, it’s just about what is, the tendencies of the universe which have allowed a certain entity to snow ball its self assembly, using the fodder that surrounds it.   

  Being stuck in one town fulfilling my obligations to myself and parents by earning a college degree I too own a TV.  My TV is always waiting for me to sit down so it can watch me. I think the only reason it watches me is because I help it grow, it lures me in there by promising something shiny, if I bite then it slowly starts to siphon away my mind. I’m not entirely sure what it does with the parts it gets but I know that it usually takes a decent amount. I believe it uses the stolen brain real estate to feed itself. It sets up shop right in my head and I go out and interact with everyone else in a delicately composed orchestra in the aim to make it stronger. Everyone else is right there with me, helping me, we work together to feed the shiny deity.