It is well known that it becomes cold and stormy in heaven when a mother dies.

Why this happens is still a heavenly mystery.

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Heaven is not the place described by the various religions on planet 3ART, the third rock floating around a rather unimpressive star in an unimportant part of sector H.

Heaven is simply a waystation, a place of employment.

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Equipped with the necessary technology to join new pneuma to the soma on 3ART-H, it floats in the previously unoccupied space between the third and fourth dimensions.

Time does not feature here.

Heaven’s workers do not age.

They are not aware of time ‘passing’.

They are there only to administer and maintain the technology created by the old ones. They do it with absolute devotion, care, and love. There are no days, nights, tea time, lunch time, bedtime, or quitting time.

Just the task.

Only the task.

The beautiful task.

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Heaven’s precision placement cannons can propel an energy package accurately, and instantaneous, to any timeline on the planet.

These energy packages consist of the pneuma, the animating force, or spirit if you like, together with a randomly assigned measure of psyche, which is the self, the seat of emotions.

Heaven’s cannons deliver these packages to the newborn bodies of the large hairless apes, the soma, on 3ART-H.

Upon delivery, the package installs a fresh consciousness into those meat machines, who would otherwise be as mindless as the many other animals on the planet.

These bodies live and experience many different things over a lifetime. The consciousness observes, records, and rewires in response.

Once these bodies fail, and they always do, in a mind-boggling variety of ways, heaven’s recovery teams physically collect the consciousness from the dying body and bring it back to heaven, where specialists extract all its experiences that are then added to the collective.

Eventually, new pneuma are formed and expelled from the collective into the millions of tubes connected to the cannons, to be combined into new energy packages destined for empty heads on 3ART-H.

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The death of a mother brings stormy weather to heaven.

Since there is no time to measure, no one can pinpoint when this started to happen. It happened, and that makes it so.

This makes the weather in heaven particularly foul.

Some on the recovery team have compared it to the climate of the British Isles, while many others think it is worse.

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When a 3ART-H-bound woman becomes an expectant mother, something else grows in her mind alongside the child in her belly.

These expectant women are at their most vulnerable while they wait for their child to become viable, but at the same time, they become fiercely protective of their unborn child.

It is thought that this stems from the fact that the new body is formed entirely from cells from the mother’s body, making the child an exact copy, but this is a point of animated debate amongst the recovery teams.

Even the female animals on 3ART-H display this fierce protectiveness, which supports the theory. Still, only those hairless ape females endowed with a consciousness continue this devotion for the rest of their lives.

Many will starve if it ensures that their offspring can eat. Others will stay with uncaring partners if it offers shelter for their children. They will murder, sacrifice, steal, cheat and fight for the sake of their babies. They do this even when their children are grown.

They care for their children with the same devotion and love that heaven’s workers have for their own tasks.

They do it with absolute devotion, care, and love. There are no days, nights, tea time, lunch time, bedtime, or quitting time for a mother.

Just the task.

Only the task.

The beautiful task.

When they themselves die, they become so furious, so overwhelmed with concern for those they leave behind, their babies, and their babies’ babies, that their concern manifests as energy at such staggering levels that it upsets the weather in heaven.

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The love and devotion of a mother have no bounds.

It humbles even the love and devotion of those working in heaven.