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Earthborn, Part Iii
...We sat at the bar, and the beer was cold, much better than any that I had drunk, compared to this, all of Earth’s beer was junk, and up here it seemed things weren’t bought or sold, “Money ain’t nothing up here,”I was told. “Now I’m betting this all doesn’t seem right,” said Ras as he settled down in their sight, “You know all those people who gawked and stared? They’ve never seen Earth, they’ve never been there. They’re never had to work, struggle, or fight. “They’ve never known death, see, they were born here, descendants of people just like yourself, who died on Earth, and escaped chains of hell, and like all righteous in Heaven appeared, but, you see, that’s where things get kind of weird. People love on Earth, in Heaven more so, this is paradise, that’s just how things go. The result of that, those people outside, who’ve never felt pain the whole of their lives, just the thought of it impossible to know. “And of course those folks have kids of their own, until they outnumbered their earth-born kin, just one-in-a-million here have felt sin, trials and tribulations are unknown, more innocent generations are sown. So folks like you, I’m afraid you stand out, you’ve known things they’ve only wondered about, ain’t in the bible, but that’s how it works, most of God’s children have never know hurt, immortal lives they live, free of all doubt.” With that he finished, poured me another, I tried to make sense of all Ras explained, and the implications did wrack my brain, to know that here I would be ‘the other,’ that they’d never known hardship or bother. How did one relate to those born in bliss, who’d never tasted blood, heard a snake’s hiss? When tribulation made you what you were, when you had been molded by brutal Earth, how did a sheltered soul make sense of this? And deeper thoughts were churning in my gut, I looked at Ras who stood smiling, then said, “How is it God could do this thing? To give some all, an to let others rot? What did earth-born do to deserve their lot? Did we not crave Eden, a better life, did we not wish to escape all the strife? Why should we have to feel trouble and pain? Why did we face it again and again? When they faced nothing…it just isn’t right!” CONCLUDES IN PART IV.
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