Balloonitarian
In the Balloonitarian religion it's believed when death comes to visit, the string holding on to life is released, slowly there's an ascent higher into the forever sky, drifting wherever the gentle breeze carries souls, all sins are forgiven diffusing along with the noble gas escaping into the boundless atmosphere, leisurely moving downward, finally coming to rest somewhere on the surface of the mystic Ocean, bobbing back and forth to the rhythm of waves, where soon a seal or possibly a sea tortoise, will swallow the polymer remains whole, causing it to choke to death.
JSB
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