Degreesofheaven
There 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.
