A gregarious god

…….Of bronze body with white woolly hair, piercing eyes in a constant state of stare, radiant white garments make it hard to return the stare, noticed his golden colored sandals as I wondered how did I get here, I can sense he sensed I was in a state of fear; which was why his spontaneous smile appeared, there was no emotional distance between anyone that was there. His throne glittered with a substance more beautiful then gold, the number of shielded angels that stood around was untold, to his back was paradise, which I saw glimpses of through the fabric of his robe, he looked at me with a look to let me know he was in a friendly mode, cause my life events had cracked that heavenly code, with elbow on top of one knee and open hand on another, he peeps over his right shoulder with laughter, I knew none of his angels would chase after, then like a overzealous child, into heaven I ran faster.