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I enter the corridor with its walls of jasper and doors of golden glass, still completely dazed by the fact that the earth I knew is gone forever. In my hand, I carry one of the leaves from the Tree of Life, meant for the healing of the heathens—has it worked? I still feel like I’m stuck in some B-movie produced by Bible fundamentalists.
Who would have thought? The Apocalypse, the last book of the Bible: so it turns out the Book of Revelation wasn’t some symbol-laden fantasy of revenge and apocalyptic fire after all, but one of the few prophecies in human history that actually came true—down to the very last jot and tittle. Oh well, hindsight is 20/20, and now, once I get settled in a bit, I’ll have plenty of time to think about it.
Walls of jasper, city of pure gold etc.: 