So this is heaven. Amidst the jousting and arm-wrestling braggadocio warriors, I fail to understand what it is I did, that merited me a place amongst them.
Perhaps, we exist in some sort of dreamy nether world, where every conscious that aided the furthering of the faith were allowed in. But why was I included?
Was I too harsh in advocating for my belief or rather the absence of one that I drived then away from common sense?
First of all, who has the gall to even construct this world? This pure sacrilege that even their God would spit on? Putting murderers and genocidal maniacs into a state of ecstasy they shouldn't deserve?
What am I talking about? "Deserve"? I suppose this has to be taken as it is. It is not wrong, I think, that they get to enjoy what they wanted for so long. I would have really preferred it, infact, the whole world would have preferred if they kept their belief to themselves.
Sadly, my critiques are to my detriment as I am guilty of the same. No one belief is right, is the only right belief, I reckon
The realm of zealots' ends, my final resting place it seems to be.