Teleportation Is Her Way

by Davin Grisa

Teleportation is her way, to make love happen, to make love come true.

Table of Contents

• Episode 1

Episode 1

“I wish I could paint you in the greatest of lights

a tight weave

you and me all night and day

I deliver to you the purest oxygen

rich

and with emotion

you feel

and I want you to feel like the greatest ever

that is my endeavor.”

She read the note and thought, “How sweet”.

Yet what good was it really? He had been lonely for many years, and she was the most popular woman in the whole city.

He sent her a thought “I am thinking about you, I wish we could be together right now”.

She got the thought. She wished for the same… just to be together.

He was laying down and all of a sudden he saw a glimpse of her face right next to him. How could that be?

She teleported to him instantaneously.

She sent him a thought “I know when you think about me, silly. I will always be there for you.”

He felt comforted. “I wish we could actually touch each other, not just glimpses.” “We can.”

He felt her hand touching his hand, she was grabbing onto him and they were holding hands. He squeezed he hand softly. She smiled.

How could this be though. They were actually so far away. Was it just another woman wearing a mask of her? Physics couldn’t explain such a phenomena.

“It’s a wild world” She told him. “These interdimensional travels are not so easily explainable as you wish them to be. Culture, culture has a lot to do with it, culture and religion.”

“I am not religious though.” He told her. Yet he knew things in the spiritual realm that most people did not. It was most an issue of perspective. He understood, he taught himself the simple things that religion tried so hard to explain. People cope as best they can with trying to understand the world. Lots of things don’t make sense. And some people just take advantage. You can’t do that.

“It was really me.”

“No it wasn’t”

“Yes it was. I briefly transported to you. We are trained to just smile as our way of explaining, yet it really is us. It’s who you actually see.”

“Impossible” He thought.

Yet whenever he thought of her, she was there, she would appear. It was magical and always welcome because he loved her despite the distance they lived from each other. How could something so impossible occur?

Was it alien technologies?

She offered him no clues. She just told him, “That is just how it is… just be thankful that we could be together. We ARE meant for each other. You make me smile, you warm my heart, you and I are love meant to be. We are special.”

He didn’t believe in special-ness though. “We are all special, every single one of us. We are just as ants on an anthill, living our life. Many of us unaware of our existence. What is someone looked down, and alien from far away? What if they looked at our civilization from up above as if we were just ants, doing our daily jobs, living life. We don’t seem so complex from up above.”

She never thought of this. “You think too much, just be thankful we have each other.”

“Do we really have each other though?” He asked her.

“We could touch now… finally. You could smell my scent, you now know that I am real.”

“Are you mine and only mine?” He asked.

“I could ask the same… are you mine and only mine? We are each others and only each others forever.”

“I love you.”