Post Mortem - Poem by David Mitchell
When I die, I am going to go to heaven.
I hope so, anyway.
But I do not comprehend what heaven is, or how.
It is in opposition to hell.
Hell is infinite punishment, which nothing merits but infinite wrong.
Conversely nothing merits infinite bliss but infinite good, which God only is capable of, and is.
But God is merciful.
Where to draw the line between mercy and justice?
Valjean, Javert. The former knew.
When I go to heaven, shall I be so innately wise that what knowledge I have gained on earth will have been unnecessary?
We know that we don't know the answers to our questions, but we ask them nonetheless.
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