God I am dead now, what do I do… I have been stuck in this box for days, the aliens or is it the angels said they are coming to rescue me, but alas no arrival, no beat of wings, so am I really dead or have you gone and left me in an unknown psychic wilderness, my soul is tired, so much for insurance, so much for god and faith, so much a con.
They lied. I could not find the pearly gates. Perhaps they would not let me, the penny chew, the shop, me a child, in the back pocket it went, I stole it. Forgive me god I have sinned.