Religious rollercoaster

You walk, you stop, you look at the sky. You wonder, you ask, you yearn. You want to get up there. You search for something that can take you to that place.

You come across a venue with contraptions that go, oh, so high in the sky. You see a man in the booth and you want to ask him if he can shoote you up there:

“Right up in there with fluffy, sugar candy floss floating and that nice and warm pancake glowing.

Up.

Right up there.

Just like a bird.

Up up up.

Can you give me the wings? Just like a bird I shall fly. Yes, you can?!…Not quite wings, but a safe and guaranteed delivery anyway. For a shiny coin? No problem at all. Here is your coin, sir”.

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You pay for a ticket, you approach the launcher.

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“Ooh, I’m not alone…well, it’s always nice to have the right company”. A bored man checks if you, indeed, paid (silly thing: just a coin for a place in paradise!), orders you to get into your place in the delivery chariot. And you do! I’m coming! I’m coming my forever home.

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Home.

“A mysterious place I’ve never been but ready to move to. Home”.

An unknown place, with lush meadows, plethora of foods and drinks, no bad people, clean streets, broad lively boulevards, narrow quiet alleyways, everybody loves everybody, everybody has everything, no mundane troubles…ahh…heavenly living…e x q u i s i t e.

Suddenly, you’re awaken by a thud and a screech.

“Oh, how old is this thing? Looks like it’s been going on for sometime”.

You look at your neighbour sitting next to you.

“Hi there, you look calm for a launch of your life! What do you mean not the first time? So, I can’t get there from the first time?!” (thud, screech). “Nobody told me that! Keep believing, you say? For how long? Ask the man in the booth? But it means I’ll be driven back?! This is some sort of mistake. Wrong chariot!” (thud, screech) “Well I’ll have a very strong word with the man in the booth. What did you say? Yes, the ticket collector. Gone?!! Closes at five? How? Is he an accountant or an office administrator or something?…In a way?! What’s going on here??!!” (thud, screech) “I want a refund. Punished? For what?! I haven’t done anything! I’m sure…I think…we are all not without sin, yeah…atonement…redemption…yeah..” (thud, screech) “Oh, we’re moving, oh, we’re moving! Yes, I’m ready, yes, I feel it coming, yes, I want to be one of you, yes, I’m in…

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….”Oh, what a feeling…I think I am flying, I am going UP”…(and DOWN) “No, maybe I’m not ready yet…and..” (UP) “I’m here, can you see me? I can’t hear you”…(and DOWN). “Maybe I don’t deserve it, what do I do?!”…(and UP) “Aaaaaaa, is anybody there?! Answer me!”…(and DOWN) “It’s all illusion, a fidget of imagination, it’s not real”…(and UP) “Many people got there successfully, well..so they say!”…(and DOWN) “But why not me?”…(and DOWN) “Am I such a bad person so I don’t deserve to walk those lively boulevards and quiet alleyways?"…(and DOWN) “Huh?”…(and DOWN).

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You get out of the chariot, weak and shaky. Staggering towards exit your vision blurred, head spinning. You’re numb, you’re, sick, you’re spent.

“Ahh..what?…yes, yes, I loved it…

…yeah, we got so close…

…I keep…believing, of course…

…without faith nothing is guaranteed…

…united

……rejoicing

…….…celebration

………..…greatness

…I want more…

…I want more.

…I want more!

I WANT MORE! GIVE ME MORE! I WANT MORE!!!!

Sign in me in!

Where can I pay for an Infinite Membership?!

Oh, look! The ticket collector is back in the booth!”