Foreword: There has been much debate over the centuries about Heaven. I've come up with no absolutes that I cling to, but have written about what I hope for.
Blinded by the reverberations and deafened by the sheer brilliance of senses that they are experienced beyond feeling.
Abolished are everything equal to dread, guilt, pain, and loathing.
Accomplished is everything good.
The soul's wellness is irrelevant is accordance with the free-flowing water of life.
For so much greater is the life-giving water than any description of well-being.
Tangible and graspable are holiness and perfection.
White-washed with the perpetual waves of grace and mercy are my soul and spirit.
Each verbal projection from every being blends into the most harmonious choral masterpiece ever achieved. All weep as they praise.
Freedom.
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