Epilogue

Epilogue

The nurses simply shook their heads, 'Impossible.'

"Well, here's your shirt, ... you're free to go."

His mother was there to pick him up. He'd been at the hospital for almost three weeks. He'd slept for maybe a couple hours throughout his stay, if any at all.  That is, at least, that he could remember.

His mother looked at him with the only adulation any mother in her situation could, "I'm so glad you're coming home now, son."

On the way home, he saw a person on the side of the road. It was a girl that looked somewhat familiar, ... it was Jenna! She saw Maxwell and waved giddily.

When they arrived home, Maxwell went straight to his room with the intention of taking an immediate nap when suddenly he heard a voice from inside the room. " ... Maxwell?"

He took his shirt off and turned around. It was Primi! "What are you doing here?"

"This ability is inside of everyone, I've only just begun to learn how to use it. I'm actually in India right now communicating to you through my inner thoughts."

'For real?,' Maxwell thought, 'incredible.' "The world is changing Christopher, the universe is evolving. Everything, not just humans, but plants, animals, technology, literature, the laws of physics, it's all changing all around us every single day. Are you ready for this ride we're about to take?"

He knew in that moment what his purpose in life really was. He now understood how he was always meant to teach the knowledge he was to obtain, for there was precious little time to waste. There was no time at all in fact.

He slowly turned around. "What's on your back?," Primi asked, in some form of interested amazement.

"Oh that? That's just a tattoo of a cross that I got at Sunnydale."

"They put a tattoo on you while you were in a hospital?"

"No, I actually got it from, ... well, from something different."

Premi looked confused for a moment, then smiled, "I think I know what you're talking about."

At just that moment there was a knock at the door. It was Jenna! Jenna, Jimmy, Vince, and several of the other kids as well! They were all there to see him, and just like that, Premi was gone. Maxwell somehow knew he'd be seeing her again, though. They were partners now, and they'd be working together soon and in the future, of this he was absolutely for sure.

"Oh Maxwell, I'm so glad you're okay!," Jenna said as she wiped tears from her face, "It's so unfair what they did to you."

"It's not really unfair.  If everything that ever happens comes attached to some kind of fairness then it simply wouldn't be possible." Upon saying this his face exemplified an expression of pure security.

Precisely at that moment the phone rang, then suddenly stopped., Either his mother picked up, or it wasn’t that important of a call.

"Hey Maxwell, I gotta tell you about this dream I had last night."

"Let's go downstairs, I'd like to hear it." As they both began to walk, Jimmy slowly began, "Okay, my dream was like this, ... it was so rad. Okay, mankind as we know it is only a teenager."

Maxwell thought about this and smiled, then he asked Jimmy to continue.

"When we were younger we used to have a relationship with God. We were like pets, or children even. We were what it would be like if children were pets. Okay, moving on, we looked up to God with all of our innocent being. Here was this dude that took care of us, made sure we made it into every day, and was always there to catch us when we fell in his own godlike way. I mean, he'd really take care of us. It was like we had a little walkie-talkie in our brains, like direct communication with God. It was back when we were still human-like-animal-like beasts, still growing but not yet grown up.

It was the transformation of consciousness within its cultural self that severed these ties that set us ‘free.’

Maxwell was very interested in what he was hearing. They all made their way from the stairs into the hallway and made their way into the kitchen where his mother was talking on the phone.

"So, as the humanity-child grows older, it leaves it's home but it's original source never forgets. The transformation was always okay with Him from the beginning. He was aware of what was going to happen even before it began, so it was always completely alright that it actually happened the way it did. Now that we have this super-conscious mind-stuff, it's actually talking back to us, beginning to tell us what to do, ... the creation itself i mean. It's as if our walkie-talkies began sending transmissions to themselves over the past few thousand years on a more frequent basis. A few of those people still call home every now and then, and a few of those people actually do get to hear something back, but nonetheless, mankind is growing older and gradually beginning to grow out of its adolescence."

The group paused to put their shoes on as they were about to go outside.  Jimmy continued, "So what exactly does humanity do as it grows up? It grows a lot wiser! It starts to remember things! It remembers what everything was originally supposed to be like, what love inside the very leaves of the trees around us were originally supposed to feel like, and how this originality never really left us from the beginning. Going back to the very start is the same thing as completing the journey to the very end. We're all growing up, Maxwell. All of us, every single one of us, in our own very unique and special way."

Maxwell rubbed his hands upon his face. He could hardly believe what he was actually hearing from the mouth of his very best friend. As he lowered his hands he also realized he hadn't felt any zits on his face, 'I really must be getting older, the world really is changing.'

"You really dreamed all that stuff, Jimmy?"

Jimmy laughed, "I want you to know that no matter what, no matter where we go, we're always going to be alright. I mean we really are going to be taken care of for real, so there's nothing ever to worry about. It's what some people call being 'good to go'."

Maxwell's mother walked in carrying the cordless phone, "I just talked to Dr. Schmidt and apparently it was discovered that your urine sample was somehow tampered with, therefore they had to throw it out. This means that you're now cleared to attend any school you wish next year, including North Laurel."

His friend's faces spread smiles of happiness as they began to move towards the front door and outside.

"Jimmy, you remember when you asked me what the perfect computer might look like?" "Yeah buddy, I remember." Maxwell smiled, "Well, I think I have an idea what it might actually look like."

It was then that Maxwell and the rest of his friends had walked into his front yard. He closed his eyes and opened his arms as he slowed his breath in the gentle breeze, the sun feeling so perfectly warm upon his skin. As he opened his eyes again, it seemed as if they were opening for the very first time in a very long time as a whole new world unfolded in front of him, one that he was now walking into all on his own, ... ...

"I think Jimmy, it might look a lot like this."

Upon saying this, the wind gusted.  It was summertime.  Jimmy, Jenna, Vince, and Maxwell were all together now.  They had never in the actuality of things, never really been separated. 

Maxwell, for the first time in his life, knew without a shadow of a doubt God’s true existence, His divine nature.  It was overwhelming in its wonder and beauty. 

And as they walked in the natural beauty and grandeur of the world ‘outside,’  Maxwell was happy.