Here's a tale from the afterlives
I'm hugely enjoying David Eagleman's "Sum: forty tales from a afterlives." This is a marvelously beautiful as well as thought-provoking book, unlike anything I've ever read before.
Sum is a work of fiction (maybe). The behind cover says:
With a probing imagination as well as low bargain of a tellurian condition, acclaimed neuroscientist David Eagleman offers splendidly imagined tales which gleam a brilliant light upon a here as well as now.
There's no approach to explain a book. So I'll simply share one of a tales which I generally enjoyed. Read on.
Apostasyby David Eagleman, in "Sum"
In a torture we encounter God. To your surprise as well as delight, She is like no god which humans have conceived. She shares qualities with all religions' descriptions, though commands a deific grandeur which was prisoner in a net of none. She is a elephant described by blind men: all partial descriptions with no bargain of a whole.
You can see in Her glittering eyes how gay She is to hand onward a Book of Truth. The Book clean addresses your lifetime of questions with no philosophical gaps or lax threads. As we comply Her fad about revealing this, we begin to suspect which low down She was afraid which an generally clear-thinking theologian would theory a answer. All a clues were there, as well as only people's personal backgrounds got in a way. You notice which She feels relief as She watches while people's biases as well as traditions block transparent theological guessing. It is only since of these informative blinders which She retains Her enviable in front of of revealing a universe's good secrets any day as a dead cross over to Her territory in a next dimension.
If these people were able to utterly shake their traditions, a claims of their ancestors, a songs of their childhood -- She reasons -- they would have a morally transparent shot at a right answer. And this is since She was regularly leery of ap! ostates, those who deserted a particulars of their religion in poke of something which seemed more truthful. She disliked them since they seemed a most expected to float a scold guess. If we assumed which God is lustful of those who reason loyally to their reasons, we were right -- though probably for a wrong reasons. She likes them only since they have been intellectually nonadventurous as well as will be certain to get a answer only a bit wrong.
Upon their attainment in a afterlife, She divides people in to a Apostates upon Her left as well as a Loyals upon Her right. The Apostates have been put upon a down escalator, as well as only a Loyals sojourn in Heaven. Each day she welcomes new Loyals from two thousand religions. She watches them investigate a Book of Truth as well as waits for it to sink in with a delicious thrill.
But something has gone wrong with Her plan. The law does not convince. The newly arrived Loyals have an serene genius to reason a ideology with which they arrived, a low hostility to consider evidence which separates them from their lifelong context. So She finds Herself unappreciated as well as lonely, erratic in solitude among a infinite cloudscapes of a nonbelieving believers.
