A thought for Sunday.
What if the point of Heaven Is not to get there But is to actively dream? What if Heaven is what we Work toward together As we imagine the best? Could Heaven possibly be The collective dream Of the best that we can be? Would that not be most divine: Heaven imagined, Built together throughout time?
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