Nowhere are there any tangles or disagreeable obstructions, no stumps or decaying logs, nothing, but the most perfect and beautiful order, not set after man’s small pattern, but most natural and beautiful.
01 March 2026
Do we go to heaven when we die?
Posted by Luisa Rodrigues Luisa Rodrigues at 12:54
Labels: Conundrums
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