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God Misplaces the Dead

They were accounted for, officially dead at least, but the sickening fact was that large numbers of the dead had gone missing. Occasionally, still pinging cellphones were found in Hades, Purgatory, and other Bardo states. Olympus was drunkenly silent, as were almost all of the seven heavens. In nirvana, the footwear of some of the deceased, had been left in a discarded pile. The missing had presumably transported themselves to some less boneheaded ideas of the afterlife. Eventually, God gave up looking. The missing dead never returned, having found their own way out of all that craziness.

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Date: 12/18/2021 9:15:00 AM
An interesting writing - provoking to reflect. Great!
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Eric Ashford
Date: 1/16/2022 10:36:00 AM
Good of you to read and mention Christura.

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