{"id":2630,"date":"2007-06-27T08:27:00","date_gmt":"2007-06-27T08:27:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elizaphanian.com\/?p=2630"},"modified":"2007-06-27T08:27:00","modified_gmt":"2007-06-27T08:27:00","slug":"for-madpriest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/elizaphanian.com\/?p=2630","title":{"rendered":"For Madpriest"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. <\/p>\n<p>He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. <\/p>\n<p>After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. <\/p>\n<p>When he was close enough, he called out, &#8220;Excuse me, where are we?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;This is Heaven, sir,&#8221; the man answered. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Wow! Would you happen to have some water?&#8221; the man asked. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Of course, sir. Come right in, and I&#8217;ll have some ice water brought right up.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>The man gestured, and the gate began to open. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Can my friend,&#8221; gesturing toward his dog, &#8220;come in, too?&#8221; the traveller asked. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry, sir, but we don&#8217;t accept pets.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog. <\/p>\n<p>After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. <\/p>\n<p>As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Excuse me!&#8221; he called to the man. &#8220;Do you have any water?&#8221; <br \/>&#8220;Yeah, sure, there&#8217;s a pump over there, come on in.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;How about my friend here?&#8221; the traveller gestured to the dog. <br \/>&#8220;There should be a bowl by the pump.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. <\/p>\n<p>The traveller filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. <\/p>\n<p>When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What do you call this place?&#8221; the traveller asked. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;This is Heaven,&#8221; he answered. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well, that&#8217;s confusing,&#8221; the traveller said. &#8220;The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? 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