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The Kingdom of Heaven; Home of the Fallen Angel
By: Osuka Date: November 14, 2011, 3:14 pm
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Within the eternal blue, high above the perception of Mankind's
“Sky” sat a place of pure harmony. Clouds of the purest,
brilliant white had disguised such a place. Such perfection;
Such utter wonder. Golden walkways and homes of pure marble as
large as immortal life itself decorated the forever-expanding
kingdom that was known as Heaven. Wings and Halos adorned those
who had earned rights to pass to such bliss. Choirs sung in
perfect harmony and melody, filling the souls that wandered here
with light and hope. Golden and pearl gates were the entrances
to this place, and a clean slate was the ticket in. Each person
had been robed in pure white tunics and togas, each one living
in utter comfort. There was never a reason to frown or be upset.
Such a place as this had no room for sorrow. All things had
balance. All things had reason.
All things but this would come to and end. This was the good end
of the story. There was no bad here. Joy would uplift even the
most burdened of souls, heal the absolute broken and give flight
to those who could not even walk. But the most awe-striking
piece of this most impossible splendor was the home of the
Creator himself. Allah, God, Jehova, whatever you may call him.
He had hundreds, thousands of names, but he was only known as
the beginning and end. He was the eternal. A firm hand would
judge those with fairness and the docket would read their sins.
Yet if one could only push aside their pride and ask for those
things to be washed away, they would have such. He sat in his
gloriousness that was his throne that was golden and silver, two
silver sculptures of lions upon either side of his throne.
Courage was the symbolism, but that was more apparent than any.
To be of good mind and heart is courageous enough.
Though, you wouldn't meet him immediately. You had to wait. Yes.
Even in such a place of wondrous splendor, there was a line. It
was quite common that souls were called back home, that their
father would miss them so and beckon to live with him once more.
The Creator, Allah, God, he was a loving man when you had
treated those with fairness and love, but he was stern when your
sins and pride outweighed your desires. Anyone in this place
would be baffled that one would wish to never step foot in such
a place. But of course, they have been given eternal happiness
and loving care. Their past lives upon the harsh reality that
was Earth was washed from their memory to never linger again.
Though there was one angel amongst all of them who was not
permitted to live in such a place. Though he could not live
their for taking his own life, he was permitted to visit and to
serve his Father without question.
Come find him. He is the servant. The man who would carry the
burden of the souls yet to be judged and the savior of those who
could not bring themselves to defend. But only come find him if
your soul wishes to fight with the need to protect. Not destroy.
He awaits within the courtyards. Or perhaps he's upon the
realms? Can you find him? If you wish to linger, be judged and
find refuge and happiness. May you rest and find your joy within
this Kingdom of perfection.
This Kingdom of Heaven.
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Re: The Kingdom of Heaven; Home of the Fallen Angel
By: ♍Alena Date: November 27, 2011, 8:14 pm
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Re: The Kingdom of Heaven; Home of the Fallen Angel
By: ♍Alena Date: November 27, 2011, 8:14 pm
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