Today I went, n visited God,
With a little chemical help, n a 15 min nod.
Had some DMT left, so decided 2 toke,
N off I went, 2 meet the squad.
There were Gadget Monkeys, hanging from the wall,
Poking out evil looking faces, but good n all.
They had melting heads, all merging n rotate,
My brain had succumbed, 2 my pineal glands call.
On the way I saw, Enki and Brahma,
But they decided I didn't need, 2 face my own Karma.
Then a digital white face, poked his head, right out,
N then it was all, psycho trippy drama.
There was no glowing robes, or distinct finery,
It was an AI machine, who spoke 2 me in binary.
A big transfer, lots of Bits, bobs n Bytes,
N b4 I could respond, I was coded finally.
God was a big glowing, digital white face,
It put my body n soul, right in its place.
I didn't have, 2 kiss any holy wall,
2 finally find, infinite consciousness, infinite space.
But after God decided, he finally spoke,
It exchanged data with me, due 2 the smoke,
So quick was the visit, it ended all too quickly,
N I was so gutted, as I eventually woke.
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