I am a living soul
Who wants total control
I eat, move, and sleep
And repeat
God is in the control room
Overseeing our lives
He sees billions of screens
At once
The next life
What will it hold?
100 years will be fun
But how about
1000 billions years?
You dance, smoke, and drink
Your life is a celebration
But you don’t pay attention
To the needs of others
Some will be in total darkness
In the next life
Others will
Be in total light
I know where I am going
But why I am afraid of living forever?
Does the absence of fear
Increase the excitement?
And take away boredom?
Is there a such thing
As too much fun?
Why am I as so afraid of living forever?
A woman of faith on the outside
But a doubter on the inside
I love You God
But what’s it like loving You forever?
I am afraid of living forever
Will there be endless possibilities?
Or will choice eventually come
To an end?
These are questions of
An honest pious person
Are you afraid of living forever?
(C) Carly Wiggins 2019
I so enjoy your analogy of God in a control room. I’ve pictured that myself from time to time.
Great piece!
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