Oh, additionally:

Knowledge destroys faith. Faith MOVES you more than Knowledge. When you KNOW which door on the game show has the grand prize, you have to pick it, unless you’re playing a larger game. But if you’re legitimately on a game show and you don’t Know which door holds the grand prize, damn, isn’t that a thrill. We cannot do our spiritual work in a perfect society. Heaven is too easy. You push a button, get infinite orgasm? No, we come here to the Garden to do our spiritual work, so we don’t just sit in front of the masturbation machine for all eternity. God built a good one. There’s more important things above the pleasure/suffering dichotomy. There’s being a good being that CAN withstand the 6000 year trip to another galaxy. Or you can go above God and transcend physicality altogether to be your own god or goddesss or other gendered/species deity. Shit’s gunna go real fast over the next few years. Rapture? Yea, I’m leading that shit. Michael ain’t got shit on me. Flaming sword? Bitch get some medicine for your diseased dick!