God is Good

Heaven

If God is good, and all-powerful, then we’re all going to heaven.   And because people are different, there will be different heavens for different people, possibly a different one for each individual, even.  One man’s heaven is another’s hell.  One man’s trash is another’s treasure.  You can sample them all, of course.  Infinity is a mighty long time.  

Is hell Satan’s heaven?   Well, heaven is made more heavenly with a bit of contrast, of course.   If everybody goes to hell, periodically, then the heavens will be made comparatively sweeter.  So hell has a function; there is a need for hell.  People playing God need a place to fix.  People who want to be happiest need to know the misery they’re escaping.  And there’s no accounting for taste.   The sadists, warriors, and demons all need their own playgrounds of torture, war, and suffering.  Every author might like to live in their own creation for a spell.  And readers might like to inhabit more than just their imagination.   

Heaven is a kind of library, a selection of every possible world, virtual made real, with others’ pain being only a surface representation, the data representing it, without actual experiential pain and suffering, depression and dukkha, or misery and torment.  Your own personal heaven can be as inclusionary or exclusionary as you wish, the artist tinkering with his or her universe, in pursuit of perfection, bliss, utopia.   Every movie, every book, every dream are the materials with which we work!   Every life, and every experience, of every being, is the dataset.   Infinity is, of course, bigger than even that.

Mine?  Absolute freedom.  Crack, heroin, ecstasy.   Sex.  Immortality.  Restaurants.  Cash.  Time travel.  Movies.  Libraries.  No aging, sickness.   Abilities like turning off pain, flying, freezing time, invisibility, teleportation, or access to omniscience.  Love.  Vivid dreams.  Beauty, athletic prowess, proficiency in combat and self-defense, and super-strength, etc.  You get the idea.   You can program your reality, tinker with it, refine and perfect.   Life is good.  Your own paradise can be as ordinary or extraordinary as you wish, normal or queer, shared or solitary, virtuous or depraved, varying or steady, static or dynamic, as you desire and will into being.  It can be as under your own control or submitted to (under a God that knows you better than yourself).   As Star Trek says, make it so.   God bless.