Heaven

I died.

No, I'm not a zombie writing here---zombies cannot write due to a lack of fine control in the muscles, remember?

I'm writing from ``heaven''. It's hard to describe ``heaven'' in words simply because we don't actually have the words that are necesary to describe what is essentially a complex geometry.

The closest way to explain how this place is like is this: imagine a Calabi-Yau manifold in six dimensions. Now imagine being able to see through all the dimensions at once, as well as moving through all of them.

If you have no idea what that means, don't worry. Neither do I. Salomon Bochner told me to write those words down. He claims that it's the best way to describe the kind of geometry of ``heaven'', and I trust him. He's a mathematician after all, while I'm not.

He is also Calabi's advisor for PhD or something. Again, that's what he claims.

You might think that I'm writing this word by word or something like that, but it's not true. Actually, even calling ``heaven'' a ``place'' doesn't even sound right, since it is more than merely a place. Time and space are simultaneous and congruent; what you are currently reading as a stream is in my reality just a single point that took an infinitesimal time to create and place it in a form that you can easily find it.

That's right, time and space mean nothing in ``heaven''. We are all everywhere and nowhere all at once across space and time. Pretty groovy huh?

And we know what came before the universe. You will never believe it. More importantly, I can't describe it to you for the same reason why I can't describe ``heaven'' to you, except it's worse, since the stuff before the universe isn't even covered by regular mathematics.

Salomon Bochner has no idea how to describe the geometry that came before the universe. He's been trying to find ways to describe the geometry before the universe so that people like you can understand, but it's a funny thing. He can express it if he sent the description to before the universe, but when he tried to send it any time during the universe, the description literally blew up into some transfinite description that still fit nicely in ``heaven'' (roughly the size maybe like a foot or something?) but cannot fit in the universe at all. How extraordinary!

Oh right! You must be interested in what we do in ``heaven''. All I can say is, all the stuff that had been told to you about ``heaven'', they are at best only sort of right. There are no angels and no harps, no gates too, and definitely no God. Apparently the image of God was some kind of prank that some of the other folks in ``heaven'' played on us just for fun and experimentation. Oh right, what we do, sorry about that digression. The truth is, the thing we do is exist.

You might find that a downer, but I assure you, just existing is tricky and hard. As weird as it sounds, those of us here who can't exist end up being tossed to some point in the universe as a ``new'' being. Call it reincarnation or whatever, but that's what happens when one forgets how to exist. The current record holder for the universe is Buddha---he's been existing far longer than anyone else from the context of the universe. But if we consider all the uhh space and time manifold, we don't really know who holds the record. We know that there are an infinite of us---we're always communicating with each other for shits and giggles---but no one (not even Cantor or Dedekind!) was bored enough to attempt to determine which infinity applied.

I believe that by the time you see this message and completely read it, it would be time for your rest. And so I will leave it here for you and let you mull about all these things. I hope that when it's your turn to die, you'd still remember how to exist...