Distant traveler

Excuse me.
Did I disturb you with my solar flare coming from my intergalactic travel?
Did you know that I can walk on dry land and permeate three different dimensions at the same time?
Well, I can.
I come from the star dust that has originated from the necklace pearls of God's feminine energy.
I am a spirit encompassed into a physical body that has been beautifully designed and crafted carefully for a purpose.
Suppose I had wings, but then I'd be limited to where the air can take me rather than what has been given to me, supernaturally.
Creatively, genuinely, carefully God made me more vibrant than the super novas from dying stars that has been commanded to cease their existence.
But I'm only disguised as something less elaborate in order to keep from blinding people that didn't bring their shades.
He made me all that and a bag of perfectly stacked atoms.
His love for me is better than that four letter word that has been inserted into human speech.
His language is incomprehensible enough to scramble everything that we thought was true, to be false...and everything false, true.
Yet, He created me. And you. And you.
Super spiritual, super powerful beings from an entity that can tie alpha and omega into a knot.
Galaxies are just the little holes that compose His infinite canvas on which he never stops painting genius.
I, of course, am just a small product of that.
It can be done, but only by Him.
I, of course, just wanted to send a reminder in case anyone has forgotten that I am not of this world...I'm just passing through.