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6/18/2002


I went to Heavenfresh today. It's a supermarket in the BIG city. It was unlike any supermarket I've ever seen. The shelves literally stock themselves, and nothing is out of stock. Nothing expires, nothing gets old, and nothing gets discontinued. Every time you take a bottle off the shelf, another one appears in its place. The best part of it all is that you don't have to pay for anything. The first time I came in, I felt incredibly guilty for eating a candy bar without paying for it, especially because everyone else was doing it. But an angel appeared, telling me that God owned the store, and everything's free. Cool! You can pig out here and never get fat. It's just like Defending Your Life without the reincarnation stuff. Knowing how much it sucked to stock the shelves from personal experience, I went into the backroom, looking around. apparently, there's a farm back there. The milk comes directly out of a dairy farm, and the produce comes from a garden. It's really bizarre, almost like a Florida Orange Juice commercial, the ones where people reach into the cooler, and a guy in an field full of oranges hands her a half gallon.
I liked how you could fly over the shelves in the store. Everything about the store was cool. For the first time, I could sit down on the job and not feel guilty. But I wanted to see more things in heaven, so I left.
The BIG city is fantastic. Several of the buildings look like the structures made in St.Petersburg, Russia, you know, the big, spiraling turrets resembling giant scoops of ice cream. Although some are made of real ice cream, the towers I saw were much cooler, painted in rainbow colors, standing on golden towers. Actually, it looked like a real life version of the Slumberland in the Little Nemo animated cartoon. It had fireworks and parades, and people riding on giant birds. Some of the giant birds were pterodactyls, and some were real life versions of Final Fantasy Chocobos. Above the turrets, in fact, a Final Fantasy 8 style garden floated on its giant wheel. All of it was real. I could go up to the towers and touch the gold, and stroke the feathers on the Chocobos. People rode on ostriches and Star Wars Tauntauns, too.
You could go up in a cannon, riding inside a giant ball with a star on the outside. I did this, flying over the city to a big lake. Just like in the cartoon, giant storks and other avian creatures covered me with their feathers until I was encased in a giant ball. It was neat. I even had a real life version of Princess Penelope to accompany me. We rode a train together, arriving at the big, floating casino from Final Fantasy 7. Once there, we played a few games of chance for heaven's wealth. It wasn't like that Twilight Zone episode where the man always won(you know, the one where he meets St.Peter in hell). There was always a chance of losing. And you are only given a certain amount of gambling chips a day(like you need it anyway). The slot machines do not always payout, and that's good.
We took the skylift thing across the casino, watching the fireworks, and then we visited the haunted hotel.
Interesting thing about this hotel. Instead of scaring you, people there explain the whole ghost phenomenon. We actually get to see what goes on from the other side. I'm not supposed to write this down. The only thing I can say about it is this: we in heaven do not haunt houses. We're having a good enough time up here, thank you very much. We don't have `unfinished business,' because angels take care of it for us. Angels which you should never talk to. Christ should be your only `spirit guide.' He will send his angels to take charge of you. If you go into a real haunted house, ask for Christ's protection, and have faith in His name. Do not address the angels or ghosts, the spirits of the house. Period. Talk only to God. You will only hurt yourself if you don't follow this advice.

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