Kyril

Today's Wake- Pages visitor is Kyril.


K: I'm in Russia. 
D: How can I help?
K: I believe in God.
D: You do?
K: I do. I love God.
D: So what is the problem?
K: I'm Russian. I'm not allowed to believe in God. I'm afraid something bad will happen because I believe in God.
D: How old are you, Kyril?
K: 65
D: What year is it? 
K: 1976.
D: I think I'll get Ben to talk to you.

BEN: How are you Kyril?
K: I'm fine. Well dead, but other wise fine except that I'm afraid because I believe in God. I'm afraid that if there is no God, as the Soviets say. I will be in trouble. And if there is a God I'll be in trouble for trying not to believe.
B: It's okay, Kyril. You can relax. The God you believe in is part of All That Is. And All that Is is Love. Nothing bad will happen when you move on to the TSP.
K: Eh? 
B: The Timeless Spaceless Place. It's where we all go when we leave our bodies. 
K: Is it like Heaven?
B: It can be whatever you make it be. 
K: Will She be there?
B: Yep.
K: I never thought I would see Her again. The only way I could stop crying was to remember that I used to believe in Jesus and eternal life. 
B: Why don't we just head on over to the TSP and see who is there. Shall I walk with you?
K: Yes please. You look nice. You remind me of one of those singers we weren't allowed to listen to. 
B: Bootleg music?
K: We loved it even though it was decadent. 
B: Never underestimate the power of decadent music to set the spirit free.
K: It did! It made me feel like I had a soul.

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