I'm in heaven with God, Jesus, Buddha, Allah, Yahweh, and the other 10 thousand Hindu Gods. Surprisingly it's kinda empty apart from the mass of Gods around me. I thought by now heaven would have a whole lot more people.
So anyway, I can't wait to ask all of them stuff. But the moment i start, I can't stop. I keep going on and on without realizing that I'm now immortal(because once you die, you still get eternal life with God in heaven so long as you accept God). So I'm in there talking and talking and talking. It seems like just an hour, but it really is 21243 earth years of nonstop talking.
Then.... comes..... awkward silence. We're all done talking, my curiosity is sated. But I don't feel like peeing, or eating, or shitting, or playing xbox because there are no materials in heaven. Just my soul and all the Gods in a circle. There is no want. No need. All my physical bonds are gone, vanished as soon as I passed away.
It's now been 241029315070763017371425q84 billion years. The universe below me is constantly changing. Somewhere inside me, I want to be down there again, but I cannot possibly know that feeling again. Not with the knowledge that the Gods have given me.
The Gods will not let me out of heaven. This is agony. I need to be somewhere. This is worse than hell. I'd much rather be in hell, at least there I can feel something, even if it is fear and despair. Here in heaven I only feel boredom. My curiosity is sated, I have nothing to linger for. I had nothing to live for the moment I left the earth, but now even my soul has no reason to exist.
I would much rather DIE AND STAY DEAD than DIE AND GO TO HEAVEN. What do you mean you can't imagine dying and staying dead? It's the same feeling you had before you were born.
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