The good news is that whilst all dogs go to Heaven, you’d be surprised how many pigs are waiting for you in Hell.
Who wants to be in heaven, eh? Who wants to be in heaven when you can be sending men to f*****g hell?
Heaven may be a fantasy for the credulous and the afraid. But I can give you a map reference for hell.
Getting high used to be like how you imagine heaven. Pure light. The perfection of it all. Even in me. Then I got lost. Kept trying to climb higher. Get closer to that light. Like an endless ladder where all you do is get further and further away.
I said to my professor, ‘Why mourn the death of presidents, or anyone for that matter? The dead can’t hear us.’ And he asked me if I believed in heaven. I said, ‘No.’ And then he asked if I had no faith in God. I said, ‘You have it wrong; it’s God who has no faith in us.