Yeah-ooo, da me again, my people. Da me Paul. I will put my mou’h there. And I will continue to write, whether you like it or not. And I will continue to write the way I can write. You like it, jacko; you na like it, Jack-o’-Lantern. Da me say so.
My People, I have really been thinking on this thing for long time. How will we really look in heaven? Will we be as smart as we are now, or will we be stupid – I mean, will we be so so bo-nuahns that will remember nothing that happened when we were on earth?
Yor know why I am asking? I am asking because if we are going to be a bunch of stupid people, then everything will look great and be great. In other words, God will not catch any hard time. On the other hand, if we are going to be as wise as we are now, if we are going to have the same intelligence we have now, if we are going to continue to have the ability to be conscious of our environment, if we are going to make logical and historical and other connections of things, remember past and present events and people and places and things, then I feel sorry for God, because da na small problem he will face with us.
But, wait-o, my people, if I am able to see my old girlfriend in heaven and remember instantly that she and I were doing knocking-down thing on earth – that I was eating her down here – what makes you think that I will not want to kiss her or put breeze in her ear? What makes you think that I will not want to tell her, “You girl, let’s go walk around small, mehn, somewhere on the other side of heaven”?
What makes you think that I will not be tempted to tell her, “You girl, you getting too fine-o”? Seriously, my people, what makes you think that I will not be tempted to tell her, “You girl, yor butt really growing-o”? What makes you think that I will not be tempted to tell her, “Come hug me small mehn, you fine girl?”
Ehn, please, no one should come tell me that it is not possible to think about such things in heaven because I know that it is in heaven that Lucifer, now Satan, was when he thought about overthrowing God. That wickedness didn’t enter Satan’s heart on earth. It happened in heaven.
Believe me, my people. If God doesn’t change our minds, making us stupid or completely forgetful of things, if he doesn’t make our minds in such a way that we are unable to remember past events, people and things and unable to make logical and historical connections, then God will really regret ever taking us to heaven. Da me say so.
Imagine this. Imagine me entering heaven and seeing my sons and my daughters and recognizing them instantly. In other words, I make that connection quickly; that is, that they were my children on earth, and I was their father. Will I have this ability in heaven, or will I become a completely different person – I mean, a stupid person – that will be unable to make that connection? If I am able to make that connection, what makes you think that I will not want to be close to my own children there? I could be tempted to tell them, “God da all of us father, but I am still yor father. Yor hear it?” Da lie, my people? No, da na lie. Da me say so.
Seriously, my people, aren’t these points to ponder?