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Possible Scenarios for Heaven
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I don't actually agree with all the writer's scenareos, but I like the concept of figuring out what would be a good concept of what heaven might be like. Forget the Harps and wings and use your imagination. I'll be working on my own, but here's her ideal heaven.
"06/17/03: Possible Scenarios for Heaven
A record arm that you can pick up and put down in favorite parts of your life to play over, like dropping the needle in the middle of your favorite song
back in 1980, when you knew exactly which part of the groove was where the guitar solo to "Train in Vain" ended. Moving it there meant you could dance
around your room for just one more minute before shoving off, face first, into the snow on a school day. Pick the arm up in heaven, and it's the moment
right before Billy Mullen kisses you, standing in the Putt Putt parking lot, just before the street lights come on. Leave it playing through the part where
you race home, feet barely touching the ground for the nine blocks you run until you collapse on the landing, face flushed. Lift it off again before you
hear your mom say "Young lady..." After savoring it a moment, which might be three hundred heaven years, drop it again that one day you stood in front
of the mirror naked and went "you know, I think my boobs are pretty good," and actually believed it. Just replaying the greatest moments again and again,
and always being pleasantly surprised how quickly they add up, how many you have to choose from, not having had the luxury of seeing them like an endless
play list when you wandered around on this mortal coil.
You get to drive down the most beautiful road ever as fast or slow as you like in a car with enough leg and head room, a great stereo, and the companion
of your choice. Your companion enjoys riding shotgun as much as you love driving. Someone brushes your hair every single day and never says, "My arms are
tired."
The novel you wished would never end doesn't and peonies bloom year round. You are encouraged to watch movies from an oversized bathtub.
Get up around sunrise, because sunrise is always five minutes after you wake up in heaven, and seeing a different and more magnificent one each day, simultaneously
thinking "Wow, earth was beautiful" and also "This is pretty great too." Spend the whole day reunited with pets and being really good at all the stuff
you never got around to learning but always wanted to try like snow boarding and making quilts.
The feeling you get when you wake up in the middle of the night laughing thinking about the silliest thing you saw that day.
Swimming in the nicest pool ever, (100% pee free!) slightly heated, incredibly refreshing and no one ever bumping into you. To keep you aware of how lovely
it is, periodically you get out of the pool for a big cookout where the watermelon they serve after the hot dogs is fresh and sweet, and there's no penalty
for getting back in the pool too soon. Also spitting watermelon seeds would be considered a beautiful gesture, not something "nice young ladies like you
do not do."
Perpetually maintaining a combination of these three feelings: hearing the first five bars of your favorite song in an unexpected place, the feeling you
have when you wake up from a power nap, drink a glass of water and blink twice while taking your deepest breath; combined with that super fleeting moment
your lips stop touching someone else's. Right when you realize you've been kissed.
It is totally okay to write yourself notes and draw pictures on your arms and legs, as long as they are beautiful. P.S. You also get perfect penmanship.
Prada looking pants that feel like flannel pajama bottoms. You are always a size six.
Fresh blackberries with breakfast every day. Diet coke on tap. Gymnastics are second nature to your body, you flip and tumble with alacrity. When people
look at you, they see you and they smile from the heart. At night you sleep on the softest pillow ever, and both sides of the pillowcase are cool.
What is is always good enough."
Bob
Here's my first take, but I reserve the right to add and change as necessary.
Oh my God! I love the first one about being able to pick up the needle and keep dropping it on perfect moments from the past. I also love the one about the swimming pool and cookout. Let's see, what else would I like...
I like the idea of being able to visit with anyone from your past, dead or alive.
I'd like to run and never feel tired.
To have 20/20 vision, of course.
To feel the way you felt as a kid upon waking up on your birthday or on Christmas morning knowing it was going to be a great day.
I'm sure I'll think of more.
well, my ideas for one, is either being able to eat whatever you wanted, and it wouldn't be bad for you or make you fat. Being able to stay up 24 7. meeting all the nice people I've ever talked to in life, whether it be on the computer, amateur radio or where, and socializing with family and friends. if eating whatever you want and not getting fat is impossible, then my second ideal would be not having to eat anything at all.
wonderwoman
I once had a dream and it seemed to be what Heaven would be like to me.
I dreamed I was riding in a blue and white volkswagen. The windows were down, and I could see, my vision limitless. On the wind was the smell of freshly mowed hay, and The sun was setting, the colors orange, gold, and red. In the distance, I could see rolling grassy hills, and old beautiful weathered barns. On the hills, long horned cattle grazed on lush grass, and quaint farmhouses dotted the countryside. On each side of the road, brightly colored wild flowers seemed to blend in with a baby blue sky as white, feathered clouds made pictures.
I don't know what this symbolized, but I believe Heaven is what fits a person's personality. I was disappointed when I awoke. What a dream it was.
Way to go gang. Buckeye Fan agreed with me about the needle on the record thing, Wonder Woman shares with me a desire to eat wrecklessly with no payback. DreamLady has a wonderful sense of description.
I think in my heaven I would be the only one to read minds, to be able to get inside another person's head and know where they were coming from.
Oh yes, and heaven would have an never-ending coffee pot.
Bob
I would be reunited with the ones I've lost. I could tell my favorite poet how much I loved his poetry, and meet his siblings. angels, love, warmth, and peace, everywhere
Ah, Heaven:
Loved the one about reliving your memories. I'd relive: the first time I knew true happiness which happened at age 8 while freely playing in a fresh mountain creek where my mom was not on drugs and I got pizza and ice cream for dinner; Meeting my husband and knowing that he was "the one"; holding my brand-new baby boy fresh from my womb. I also liked driving on a beautiful road with cool music and a good friend riding with you. My own are:
Having that feeling you get aftera really good orgasm, but all the time. Never ever being sad or depressed or angry. A carnival in my mansion. A great pool party with burnt hot dogs, fresh potato salad and fresh iced tea, yum! Food, everywhere! Seeing all my friends and family for ever and ever. Being able to ask God anything that bugged you while being down here on Earth. There would be a huge playgroud with merry-go-rounds, swings, water-slides that had an elevator going to them, bungee-jumping and the biggest, bounciest trampoline ever, a room full of huge rubber bouncy balls, the biggest bounce house you've ever seen, and a giant Playland of tubes, tunnels, slides and everything imaginable. A flowing ice-cold home-made lemonade fountain right at my disposal. Part of my mansion would be made out of Legos, so I could tare it apart and rebuild it anytime I wanted to change something. No racism, homophobia, crulelty to children or animals. I could choose my appearance when I got there, and I could change it at anytime.