Earth as Heaven

Last night, we finally danced among the fairies. We pulled over after a long drive up the majestic mountain and we entered what I think was some kind of utopia (not that I believe in utopia, but this seemed pretty damn close). It was humanity how it’s meant to be. It was harmony, pure and untainted. Even the clouds descended from their high homes to celebrate with us our return to the soil.

The foggy mountain dwellers gathered outside of a damp, abandoned bunker. It was eerie and calming. The bunker had only been reopened the day before, broken into by renegade regulars. Before that was nothing but years of decay, erosion, and contamination. And there we were, dancing in the flashing lights harmoniously among the myriad species of mold, the rusty nails, the rodent skeleton trembling in the corner. As the staleness of the air became overwhelming and those of us without SARS masks grew more and more uneasy, people began to trickle out.

And then, we found the tree. A giant, powerful Eucalyptus tree standing tall in the middle of a field with grass reaching above my head. the branches jagged and vast, their leaves providing a cloak of moisture for their brothers and sisters below them. The roots twisted into a perfect formation on which to sit. And sit we did, for hours and hours. Just basking. Breathing in the cool, damp air. Feeling the condensation from the clouds drip onto our faces. It was completely pitch dark, and the only reminders of our existence were the outline of the Eucalyptus leaves and the misty, glowing lights of our brothers flitting about in the distance.

Eventually, the sun rose and the lush green of our surroundings were finally revealed to us. Flowing hills clustered together to form one mammoth mountain. Green, green, green for as far as we could see. Random, winding paths leading to even more unknown wonderlands. And finally, at the tail end of our trek back to civilization, I spotted in the corner of my eye what could be the most incredible sight I’ve seen yet.

We were walking determinedly to the car when I caught sight of a plant about my height made up of small, misty white flowers, somewhat similar to baby’s breath. The fog was still masking much of the land around us and from that particular angle, I couldn’t see much past ten feet of me. I examined this mystical plant for a moment and moved on. And then, there it was, in plain sight. An entire forest of these strange little trees cascading all down the mountain, protected by the thin, lingering layer of fog. It was unlike anything I ever thought existed. It was an indicator that the human race has not yet destroyed everything. Phew.

Natural wonders like this cause me to ask myself once again how anyone could be religious. Why must one slave away their whole life, striving to be granted entry into this imaginary utopia by an imaginary dictator? Open your eyes. This is Heaven, people!

Submitted by seafans

My practice as a scientist is atheistic. That is to say, when I set up an experiment I assume that no god, angel or devil is going to interfere with its course; and this assumption has been justified by such success as I have achieved in my professional career. I should therefore be intellectually dishonest if I were not also atheistic in the affairs of the world.

J. B. S. Haldane

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John Lennon - Imagine

Imagine there’s no Heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one