You can see all the world’s churches from here, every grand cathedral. All those phallic spires, thrusting impotently at heaven. Don’t they know it’s rude to point?
Besides, heaven is beyond, not above.
You can see the filthy humans, too. How they roam, pathetic grubs crawling through the fetid dirt of their lives. No use glossing over the truth, they have wasted what they were given. They have cut down, dug up, burnt and buried The Garden.
The Old Testament is prophecy, all that is to come. First things first: they will be driven from Eden, that they call Earth.
(Originally written for Lily Childs' Friday Prediction)