Is there a heaven.
A city in the unverifiable afterlife
Buildings made of diamonds, streets paved with gold
A beautiful habitation, beyond human imagination
A place of eternal existence
Where there is no ageing, no marriages, no gender
Where there is neither desire nor ambition
Where the concept of work, earning, conceiving and creating is forbidden
Where only “good” people go to
They say it’s perfect there
Pearly, white and pure
With no abode for Sin and all her virulent contamination
Is that not what was told to my eager ears, when I was too young to court logical sense
Yet the first recorded sin spewed from a covetous angelic heart, leading to the first battle formations in the history of the worlds, executed by angelic wings, that in turn birth the first war, waged by angelic hands
How could it have been hoped, that we mere naked mortals would overcome the sin that should have originally been extinguished, only for it to be expelled into our world, sown into our hearts, the same heaven where sin was conceived is now brandished as the promise of eternal rest.
Has sin been cast out from heaven.
How could it be “sin-free” if it is sin to contrive in one’s heart or soul.
Do celestial beings have free will, or are they automated.
How many have followed in the footsteps of the first sinners.
How many more have will be cast down to this world of ours.
Is there a penance for sinners in heaven.
If there is, the father of sin should have been given one, to rid us off this tragedy
They say those that make it to heaven will have one task only : Worship
An existence absent of choice.
That seems pretty much like the boring destiny of “programmed driods”
A creature like me wouldn’t know nothing about that, since I don’t consider myself as meeting the requirements of the heavenly bound
“I’m not good”
For to be good would require me to turn the left cheek after I have been assaulted on the right
To be good would require that I forgive those who have evil designs for me seven times seventy times
I’m not good, and I’m sincere in my admission
To be good would require way too much from me
I cannot give what is required of me to be “good”
Perhaps due to the fact that I haven’t had the good grace of coming across one good person, even though I meet countless people every day
Will there be competition in heaven
Man striving against man
Will there be challenges
Man triumphing against the odds
Will there be victory
Man celebrating the feat of man
I don’t have the slightest clue as to what answers might be true for these questions
Perhaps the “good” people who have satisfied the requirements would have the answers.