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Show 211 between, just as-and I'm becoming burdensome with the analogy now-in murky water. Fact doesn't explain everything anyway, but rather necessitates explanation. I've seen the sun flood, too. On the island we were cold and waiting for it. We saw it pour over the mountains first, gray and flat in the distance. They looked like the remnants of a bowl that had been shattered on the kitchen floor. The sun moved slowly, tentatively, like an ellipsis from land toward the depths of the lake. We saw it drip over every tree until it finally reached our bodies. Each tree lit up like a lantern and so did we. We have been waiting a long time for the second coming. To take a sword with the Archangel Michael and fight clearly demarcated forces of evil. For those earthquakes to hit. We have been waiting to use our food storage for something. Apocalypse is a little about paranoia and resignation, but much more about excitement. The image of Jesus burning the wicked and baptizing the- earth by fire is, I think, exciting to anyone-even those of us on the bum side have to think of that as a good way to go. But after that in Mormonism there is a rebuilding of the earth and a bland class system in heaven, the most righteous going to the best kingdom (Celestial), the worst in the lowest (Telestial), with a handful thrown into outer darkness with Satan and the sons of perdition, those who signed on with Satan in the War in Heaven. About the sons of perdition, I was always surprised |