I've been told you can't take wealth with you when you die, but WHAT IF you do? What if the afterlife was designed by human minds, and cash rules there too?
What if we die broke, and are consigned to purgatory slums, because you can't buy your way into heaven with quarters and ones? What if virtue is as worthless there as it seems to be here? Do you really want to spend all eternity eating KD and drinking draft beer?
What if the life we lead, self gratification and greed, is only the warm-up to the big league?
"In phase one, my son, you proved yourself a big earner. Here's half of heaven and half of hell, please broker the merger".
What if we can't escape the designs of the human race? What if our incomes solely determine how we place? If I die and it turns out I was right, I just might go berserk. I always hoped death was the final rest, but really, it's just more work
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