As I get closer to taking the trip, I am pondering more and more about the destination. People talk about being in Heaven as 'living forever', and they think about all of the things they'd do. Boy, that would annoy the shit right outta me.
I don't want to wink out like a fragile candle, but heck, I've done damn near everything I'd ever want to do. I've lived a full life, and a Post-Armageddon pastoral planet doesn't appeal to me. So I cleaned the rust off of the cogs in my big brain, wound up the key, and set the machinery in motion, and at the end, it spit a small strip of paper out of my mouth. I tore it off, and here is what it said:
'Heaven is timeless, one moment of bliss, with no progression, or regression, just one constant moment of ecstasy, in the presence of God.'
I can live with that.