"Untitled" by Tyler R

     Hearing voices in his head was one thing but waking up falling from 10,000 feet was
definitely a clear sign that Oliver's life was changing. Considering his 18th birthday had just
passed and his mother did tell him his life is going to become “harder” he was thinking more
along the lines of getting a job and providing for himself rather than teaching himself how to fly
seconds before he became another huge stain on the paved road. This isn't the first experience
he's had with this weird stuff either, at age 10 he was hit by a car face first and when the
paramedics arrived they assumed the driver had accelerated head on into a tree or maybe a
small building. His mother claimed his father was a drifter and a loaner, and until they got
married, very briefly, there seemed to be something unnatural and special about him that made
him stand out from everyone else. She said how he was always so perplexed and interested by
her and when they were together reality seemed to slip away and she knew he would never
leave her by choice. These were many of the numerous explanations Oliver's mother has told
him since he was a child but now that he is an adult Oliver won't stop until he finds the truth
about his father as well as his own identity. His mom told him to trust the gifts he was given in
order to know where to go, but he hardly knew what his gifts were other than the fact that he
had a keen instinct to survive and become one with his surroundings. When he found himself
lost or unsure of himself he found comfort in surrendering his mind and body to the most natural
setting he could find, his backyard. Although his home isn't the most rural location in Southern
California when he clears his mind and accumulates himself with the earth and the world around
him his senses are intensified and he could begin to listen to the soft voices of the winds urging
him to join in their dance in the skies. So he began his journey to follow the winds of the world in
hopes to find any sign of his father or who he is. The first step was to fly, which he has done
before but once again the thought of turning into a human pancake is motivation enough to do
anything. He emptied his mind and willed the winds to carry him into the air as if he was a
feather in the wind and before he knew it there he floated 6 ft above his terrace. With his mind
cleared he closed his eyes and allowed the winds to carry him along with the rest of the leaves
and debris from trees and brussels around him and hoped that he wasn't led astray. When he
opened his eyes Oliver found himself in a plethora of vegetation and exotic creatures of all sorts
ranging from muskrats with wings to gorillas with orange fur. Oliver found the plant life was
peculiar as well not only were there Venus flytraps ,which he had never seen before, but there
were literally plants moving as if they were animals eating insects and smaller plants but not
paying any mind to the ominous herbivores surrounding them. Oliver said aloud, “Where the
heck am i?” and almost immediately he heard a tiny voice say, “Your home sir”. “Who said
that?”, Oliver exclaimed and again he heard the voice from right near his foot where he had
once seen the muskrat with wings, “I did sir”. He couldn't believe he was talking to this incredible
animal but beyond that he wondered why none of this felt incredibly impossible or weird, as if he
belonged there. “Where exactly are we?” Oliver asked. A deep and warm voice answered,
“Celestuis. The home of the earth God.” A burning sensation filled Oliver's stomach as the man
began to mouth the words “Welcome home son.”