“So… I hear you are God.”

“By God, I am God!”

“And the president?”

“I shall descend on Friday.”

“But that is the twelfth imam!”

“I am him as well.”

“How?”

“One is all, and all is one.”

“I see. Congratulations! You have qualified for the position of supreme leader.”

Hedieh hails from Tehran, Iran. “I live to readjust eyeballs!” said the aspiring poet.