Originally Written 2020

Warn: [ lite horror ]

Prompt: After you die, you appear before the pearly gates of Heaven. The problem is, St. Peter is no where to be found, the gate is ajar, and paradise is completely empty.

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Stood before the pearly gates. No saint peter. No family to greet me. No trumpeting horns. A set of heavenly white gates stood crooked ajar. A light push, the cool but not cold feel of metal, completely silent.

A step forward, along a winding path. The light ground almost springy, no foot prints, completely silent.

Soon buildings came, white walls, murals of golden flowers scrawled on the side. Insides completely devoid of any furnishings, untouched by human hands. Completely silent.

A grand palace, crowned with a single golden angel. Tapestry adorning the walls, white with gold flowers sprawled on it. A throne room. A majestic golden throne. Completely silent

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A point of light on the throne. My hand outstretched. A touch. omnipotence, all knowledge, all power. Everything. Sound.

I knew all.

I saw all.

I felt all.

All happiness.

All sadness.

All joy.

All pain.

All ecstasy.

All suffering.

I felt the horrific truth.

The sadness far out weighs the happiness.

The pain far out weighs the joy.

The suffering far outweighs the ecstasy.

I erased myself.

I could not bear it.

No one could.

On the throne sits everything, in a single point, surrounded by

complete silence.