Onscreen

Late in the afternoon.

Just under the ceiling were small rectangles that accommodated the sun into the gym building 4a. These beams of soft golden light hover slowly into the pool leaving an amber fossil of Lomoni’s swanlike physique. When she emerged from the water it was a scene to behold. It was like seeing the loch ness - who else would know what grace you have witnessed but yourself alone and it would remain that way until somebody invents a machine that records appreciation and renders it for onscreen-viewing.
And she dove again. The frames from the diving board to the water were the last things you would look at before you die. There is no white light or flashback to your childhood, no just this. It happened very fast but I saw every bit of her beauty before she plunged down and my life went away.

Every frame.
Thousands of it.
And every single one of it is a masterpiece.

The shades of yellow and gold on the surface of her creamy white skin.
Her goggles, her cap, her blue bathing suit. Navy Blue with sky blue linings.
You can’t blame anyone when you’re dying. You lose all your pride. All your anger, resolution, your passions, your virtues, even your fears. There is only the feeling of awe. You will only see what’s in front of you and you will appreciate it. You will love it and cherish it for it is the last thing you will ever see. Life is good. Life is compassionate. It will give you time to cherish your final moment. So you die in peace. You will have your final viewing of beauty in slow motion, frame by frame, in the most polished fps possible.
Lomoni she’s the Valkyrie. She makes it sure you cross the bridge with your mind at ease. Look at her go. Her mouth was closed so the water won’t come in when she hits the pool. It’s obvious that she had taken-in enough air to last the few seconds of submersion. Were you the same? Did you close your mouth when you needed to? Or was it closed all the time? Did you take enough to last your stay?

This is exhibit one to ten thousand four hundred and fifty seven. This sequence tells a story. Not as a sequence but as individual frames. The living, no, the audience both living and dead will view the sequence but not you. Well, not until your Next Entry Point.

Exhibit one: Lomoni’s feet are on the diving board and her arms are on her side bent and starting to gather force. At this point you realize that you have more time than you thought you wanted and needed in the middle of your life. At this point as everything is so slow you realize that after all the bitching about having not enough time there is a surprise waiting for you a few moments before your last breath. The sweetest thing in the world: Unlimited time. Go ahead, take your time. It’s sweet and frozen. Look at frame one for as long as you desire. And there are a thousand more frames to look at. Study each minor detail. Study each transition and don’t be hasty on the thoughts that occur on the way. Let your mind sink deeper into these pictures. Nobody’s queuing. Just make sure you’ve looked at each of them enough because there’s no going back. The last frames are deleted from the timeline but worry not because they will remain in your memory. In fact all the thoughts you’ve gathered and the wisdoms you’ve unlocked through this will last forever. There is no forgetting for thoughts before death. So be sharp and remember the killing rule, take your time.

If you were doubtful of reality’s physics now is the time to know the truth.

If you thought emotions change every beat of the heart, be your own guest and figure it out.
Now.

If you think the human body isn’t perfect go ahead and see for yourself.
If you think frame 4 comes before 3 in a weird cycle as 9 before 7, you can try and bring light to this but you will have to do it without going back on past frames. You are a smart one after all so it is already assumed that you have this figured out before frame 10. Or exhibit 10 as you insist these frames be called. Lomoni is off the board in frame 102. You discover that the axes can be moved, rotated, in real-time. Isn’t death awesome? Talk about complete manipulation of real scenes. Real dimensions, real everything. And you thought reality was very limited. You thought only God could do this. What a surprise. Well you might think the higher power has allowed you this great pleasure before you return to were the souls eternally rest. By Exhibit 858 you will see if you thought right.

But only if you take your time.