[and it might be as well to put your order in, in advance just in case.

Let's see: I'd wake up in the sun drenched rolling hills of Andelain with the ripe corn fields of Elysium in the distance. My much loved chestnut mare would be there to greet me, together with my ornery but loyal grey cat Quickie, who would be increased in size to that of a tiger, and would run by my side as I rode. I'd shortly find a gathering of people awaiting me - and would be reunited with my parents, my grandparents and all of my ascendants for as far back as I chose to go [today]. We'd eat and drink and make merry for as long as we felt doing so, and then I'd retire to sleep in the simple cabin that would be there for me and in which I'd find dozing my big female cat Cheeky, as fat round and shining as ever she was in my memory of childhood.
I'd meet with God the following morning and laughing, he'd restore to me the innocence I squandered in so cavalier a fashion by sweeping away my sins with a simple brush of his hand and a dismissive shake of his head. Then, introductions over I'd be given my formal tour as to how I could go anywhere in the Universe [this or any other] at any time [past or present] of my choosing, to observe all of the things that my brief life, 'surrounded by it's sleep' had denied me. Of art and literature I'd be able to drink my fill; of the majesty of swirling galaxies and exploding suns I'd be able to bear witness, and the mysteries of all possible and all impossible alternate realities I'd be able to experience at my leisure. Talk with who I would choose, when I chose - or indeed silent meditation and reflection - all these things would be mine. I'd never get bored, because boredom would not exist and I'd have the pleasure of seeing all of those who have suffered in life - be it animal or human - be brought to the realisation that it was but a brief and transitory thing - an experience that in and of itself is now a simple facet in the 'infinite diamond' of experience of what it is to be alive, and now too, Heaven is theirs as well. I'd meet the Angels and Demons of our imagination, and find them not so opposed after all, and it would be well, and all would be well, and all manner of things would be well.
