God(cairokittydatdream)

It was funny the things that frequented; this dream, since seven decades evolving. More complex with age. Cairo crashed she followed suite. After about an hour of psuedo sleep, it began. The setting was the steriotypical bleach all encompassing background. An average twenty something approached, stopped then sat lotus facing Samantha.
"Long time; since you've yet to evolve to a point where I can translate to you on a normal basis, in dreams it is."
"God?" she smiled.
"Must you always state that in the form of a question. Lets review."
"Why, because you've forgotten. It's a tale of my youth."
"You've always been."
"Ok. My experimental days. I got highly inebriated and 'lost' part of myself. Hence, life or the chain of events that made it occured. And slowly over the eons, I've brick by brick soul by soul. Gotten what I'd lost back. "
"What about Jesus?"
"Samantha that name again. Frankly it took a while but I believe I finally remember the guy. "
The figure made the kooko sound and gesture.
"Not that every other pilgrims soul throws his name around as if it mattered. No when I see people they beg for eternal life. It's like a shoplifter asking for the item they stole returned. I lost part of myself it was stolen and subsequently they have some misconstrued sense of entitlement. Please..."
"Shitty attitude is all I have to say. Fucking Narc."
"Given your thousands of years I know I won't scare you with a SINNERS IN THE HANDS OF AN ANGRY GOD Johnathan Edwards shit. How am I supposed to level with you? Nice nightie."
"You are eyeing me? Did this dream just turn into a bad skin flick? I'm a sexy chic I know my wares but your God."
"Strong if I can but I am only a man."
"God quoting Sublime lyrics. Have you ever considered giving up on retrieving your lost weekend? I mean are you so greedy you'd extinguish the very soul? I mean it you should divorce yourself from that which you've lost."
"Samantha, say you're right. Then what am I supposed to do? The repo service has been the bane of my very existence."
"Are you omniscent,present without the material?"
"Of course dear girl!"
"Then whats the big deal?"

At this the being gestered for Samantha to bend down like it had to tell a secret .
Whispering in her ear; "Good morning Samantha."
At that she was awake and typically confused.