The Unlikely Existence of Paradise
I wonder, are we better in heaven? Now I’m not completely sold on the fact there is an
afterlife, but if there is than, are we better than what we are here? Are we a
manifestation of the best of ourselves and if so is that really who we are? I don’t know,
I mean also from what I gather heaven isn’t the easiest institution to be accepted in.
and most of us aren’t even the best of ourselves all the time or even close to half of the
time.
I can only answer this question from my own perspective, I am one who is almost
never the best of himself, but wishes to be better. I fall, I cry, I get up. Even though
falling hurts, and crying is sad, there is not a greater joy than getting back up. To know
that you are stronger than the fall, able to swim through the tears, and rise once again.
If I were in heaven that would be the manifestation of me, Just a man standing on his
two feet again for the first time.
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