Paradise - a divine comedy

By Glenn Myers

So, behind our world is the real world where stuff happens.

Your soul, like a garden or city, swims through it, looping round a vortex of depression, perhaps, or washed by joy or grace. It thrives or languishes. It gets injured and heals. It collides with old prejudices like hitting space rocks. You move stuff around on your soul, bury stuff, hide stuff. Your soul gets nibbled, sucked dry, harvested by spiritual beings, some good, some bad, some vain, some ambitious for fame, some stupid.

We all live here, we all know this world, but we don't see it. Until, that is, we have a near-death experience, and we (for example) collide head on with angry lawyer in a Mini. Then we both get stuck in this world, and argue a lot, and can't get back.

Unless we take advice from a talking snake who has issues.

Paradise is about a not-quite-heaven and not-really-hell either, and how to get back home.

The first in a comic trilogy that also includes The Wheels of the World and The Sump of Lost Dreams.