AFTERLIFE: WHERE DO WE GO?

 It is a matter of belief, I am afraid that I have had many encounters with “afterlife entities” and afterlife experiences, but no concrete, empirical proof to exhibit in a court of law. “Hearsay” thrown out of court! “Dreams” tossed out on their proverbial ears! “Fears” dismissed soldier! “Hair standing up on the back of my neck from a mysterious cold spot” oh please, who do you think you are fooling, man! “The voice of my very own Uncle saying, ‘Everything’s going to be alright!’ (At his own funeral no less), Poppy Cock!” “Go peddle your horse urine somewhere else, old man!” “I DON’T BELIEVE IT!”

So, is religion the answer? Okay, which one? Do you believe in resurrection, reincarnation, or reparation? (We never got our 40 acres and a mule, did you? Oops! “Wrong type of reparation, sorry, my bad!”) Religion in modern times, is employed more as a weapon than a helpful tool! Proper religion should prepare it’s constituents for the possibility of afterlife conditions. Some clergy prefer to frighten the congregation with “hell and brimstone” nightmares, rather than extol the virtues of simply being a good soul, (of course Jesus himself was reported to say, “Only GOD is good!”

A very popular religion, masterfully created by the genius of Constantine by merging Christianity with Paganism, offers its flock a middle ground afterlife called “Purgatory”, (which I dare you to find anywhere in the Holy Bible), where sinners can sit comfortably in an imaginary waiting room until they are deemed decent enough to go to Heaven or vile enough to go Hell! (The Holy Bible says, “Call no man Father!” However, in this popular religion, these powerful leaders can even forgive your sins, simply by calling them “Father” and confessing your sins. (And they wonder why the Roman Police showed up at their door an hour later!) “Thanks for the loan, Dad!”

I am sure you are waiting for the Old Block to tell you his truth, right? After living in this horrible place we laughingly call paradise for nearly 75 years, I would love to stick with “My Heavenly Father’s” original plan. I would love to see a cleansing wave of “Living Water” wash over the surface of our beautiful planet and wash away every manmade thing. The Living Water would also turn every living creature, (human and beast), into innocent one-year-old babies, of all nationalities, creeds and colors. The air and water and land would be fresh and brand new, devoid of all pestilence and impurities. (Babies could not reach the forbidden fruit until it fell to the ground like God intended.) They would not know or care that they were naked, and would have no impure thoughts. They would all live Rodney’s Dream, and all “Get along!” Amen.