i was thinking about heaven whether it exists or not…
i think the reason i want not to believe is because I’m scared so terribly frightened by the thought of eternity. how could i keep waking up day after day after day… what could possibly make me keep going?
but then i think about you..
and i think about exploring this beautiful, wonderful world
and then i think how long it would take to see every imaginable beautiful piece
you know…
i could have plenty of time for that.
and then i think about other things like far distant worlds... millions of planets and billions of miles and still all the time in the world
what if i had the time?... and the millions of miles to walk through the oceans and swim through the land and watch thousands of sunsets endless in setting and rising and falling again
and what if i had the endless ages of stories on pages or actors on stages and just could sit by, eons on end watching the riverbeds flow?
what if i had forever and then ever and ever and maybe i had it with you..
thats my only real heaven, and surely i'll go i just hope that you'll come with me too