Degreesofheaven

Degreesofheaven

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will be snobbery in Heaven. There will be theft on lightfeet there if
the humists have the way there will be sex and drunkenness there will
be halls of commons filled with base and sordid creatures gathering
wool of eaten sheep. Perhaps the people in religion can’t stand
fire and brimstone when they peep because they do not understand the
life of magnitude been given. There are no degrees of heaven. Not in
the slightest bits. There is differences. A seeming contradictions.
There is the fact that Johhny has his thousands bowing down from
preaching in a gown he stood before a real alter and cried in a large
voice at people they let inn in droves. Perhaps eye may discover that
only thirteen people actually believed in Jesus from the discovery of
my religious writings and mye poems. They decided to accept the Lord
because the charlax used his prerecorded voice and internetted
places. Perhaps the faces will be hidden from the eye in ranks and
rows of Johhny marchers filling heavens roads looking down past toes
at all that GOLD on roads. Perhaps the place that eye will come to is
just inside that door near the end of the dewy fields of heaven far
away from orange groves. Perhaps that’s all eye want. A narrow
glen an end to ever wanting more. Perhaps eye shall fill my lungs
with air and bellow in the direction of the throne of GOD Halleluiah
now and then. The Choir will pause the Lord will stand and wave his
hand in the general direction of mye glen and smile say that is
Charles again. He lost the ability to sing but still he tries.
Suddenly thirteen voices are lifted up in chorus they tell the JESUS
they are in this Heaven place because of charlax. Jesus smiles and
suddenly eye am lifted to a central tower in the middle of the city
made of glass with all the food of heaven drifting near the window
silly of me to hunger now. Eye ask the ewe who loves me to reach her
hands that kiss me out the window snag some chicken please and thank
ewe. Get some cheese for our pet mouse as Algernon sits silently
between us giantley en guard of house. Just we three the daughter has
her own place near the Throne. With a golden cell phone hooked to
mamsies ear. Today is silly putty day and eye am bouncing it along
the wall it never worked just like a rubber ball before the mouse the
rat the giant pet ignores attempts at play time he just growls. As
ewe look out the window ewe seem pleasantly surprised to see Thirteen
neighbors’ flags all crosses of our Lord Each subdivision road
sign saying CharlaX Boulevard.