What do you think heaven looks like?

coastalcanyon said:Imagine a whole new world, three times the size of ours, packed with rainforests, crystal-clear rivers, and deep lakes under a blue sky where an eagle screams way up high.

Nice touch, man. 👍

ruggedraven36 said:Man, I'm picturing it something like this

It wouldn't quite qualify as paradise, but it would certainly be 🙂

Lawrence Booth2 said:There's just a whole lot of white going on here
That's really all I can offer you at this point

My old man recently went through this massive surgery—it was a toss-up whether he’d even wake up at all—and he told me that at one point, he actually did come to. He found himself sitting on some white marble bench, and everything surrounding him was just pure, blinding white. Right then, he thought: "Well, this is it. I'm dead."

Then he snaps back to reality in an ICU bed and realizes he's still kicking.

I have to admit, I was a lot happier when I actually believed in something. I used to have my head in the clouds, but now that I'm an atheist, everything feels a bit too grounded in reality...

To's something I’ve honestly never given much thought—trying to wrap my head around what heaven actually looks like.

But I’ve had these dreams where certain saints appeared, and I found myself standing right there in their presence. It was... beautiful, truly.

So, here's the big question—when you finally make it to paradise, are you actually hanging out with God, or is He just this distant figure you never actually get to meet face-to-face?

I honestly have no idea—how do you even picture heaven?

For me, it felt like a physical space, almost like being on Earth. It was this massive room with incredibly high walls and a soaring ceiling. I was descending from above, while Jesus, Peter, and a priest were coming up from below; we all met right in the middle of the vast space. Jesus was wearing this pristine white and blue robe, Peter was in white and brown, and the priest was just in his standard suit. Actually, if I recall correctly—and I might be slightly off here—the priest approached us from the opposite side.

Once we finally converged, the priest turned to Peter and asked, "Peter, what are the sins you have committed?"
Then Peter began to speak, but I couldn't quite grasp it—I didn't understand him, or maybe I just couldn't hear his specific sins clearly.

My eyes stayed fixed on Jesus; he didn't say a word to me, nor did he ask me about my own transgressions.

Jesus and I... we were without sin. That is simply how I woke up from it all.

David Vaughn75 said:So, here's the big question—when you finally make it to paradise, are you actually hanging out with God, or is He just this distant figure you never actually get to meet face-to-face?

The whole point of spirituality—if we’re being honest here—is to uproot this massive delusion we carry around: the idea that "I am this physical body named X." It sounds simple, but that misconception is exactly what drags us into the slavery of "desire," which, let's face it, is the root cause of almost all human misery. Once you strip away that illusion, you finally grasp "Who I truly am"—which is the actual source of lasting happiness. Just like the entire universe itself, we are merely temporary expressions of a cosmic power that people have called God, Brahman, Atman, Allah, or whatever other names were slapped onto it by those who actually felt its presence. This force has three inseparable qualities:
SAT CIT ANANDA. Indestructible existence, pure bliss, and the love and energy of consciousness. What looks like a vast, empty void where galaxies drift is actually teeming with this invisible sat-cit-ananda.

Heaven can only be one thing: SAT CIT ANANDA. Everything else is just some pretty little wish dreamed up by an ordinary mind.
To make this easier to visualize, imagine our "SELF" became God before the creation of the heavens, the earth, or anything visible or invisible.
What, then, is our SELF?
There is something there that the mind simply cannot wrap itself around. And frankly, it isn't even particularly comforting to accept.
It would essentially be Heaven existing within itself. And for our everyday, mundane minds, that isn't exactly a comforting thought.
Because if I am God right now, I’d probably want to conjure up all sorts of miracles just to keep myself entertained. But by the very definition of God, He doesn't *need* anything to feel satisfied. He is self-sufficient. So, this version of heaven wouldn't have any heavenly maidens, no stunning Josephs to pursue, no massive banquets, no eternal masses where Christ acts as priest... and so on.
So, a heaven like this offers nothing except the pure, unadulterated joy of simply existing.

David Vaughn75 said:I’m throwing this out there for anyone who actually believes in an afterlife—but hey, if you’re a skeptic, feel free to jump in and tell me why you think it’s all nonsense too.

So, here's what's rattling around in my brain: do we actually get a physical body in heaven, or are we just floating around in some vague, spiritual void? If we do get bodies back, who gets the final say on what we look like—is it God making the calls, or do we get some kind of cosmic autonomy?
And what’s the crowd situation like? Are we talking about a private VIP lounge where it's just us, or is the place packed with other people and... I don't know, other beings hanging out in the same space?
Is paradise basically just some pristine botanical garden like Adam and Eve had in the Garden of Eden, or is it more like a non-stop, eternal rave where we can indulge in whatever we want without any consequences?

Anyway, how do you guys picture it?

We have bodies. Nobody "chooses" one; it just manifests automatically.
The external is simply an automatic consequence of the internal. That’s the Law governing the spiritual realm. An angel's body is just the outward reflection of their inner state—their character.
A beautiful character manifests as a beautiful body, and vice versa. It’s why angels are beautiful and demons are hideous.

Will we have all of paradise to ourselves, or are there other people or beings hanging out there with us?

There are plenty of other people.

Is heaven some botanical garden like the one Adam and Eve had, or is it more like a non-stop techno party where we can drink and party as hard as we want?

In heaven, everyone does exactly what they love and what brings them fulfillment. That’s the only way a life can truly be saturated with satisfaction.

David Vaughn75 said:So, here's the big question—when you finally make it to paradise, are you actually hanging out with God, or is He just this distant figure you never actually get to meet face-to-face?

The residents of heaven do spend time with God. But not everyone. Angels from the lower celestial realms don't have that kind of intimate, personal relationship with Him.
It really comes down to the evolutionary stage an angel has reached. For some, He remains invisible—they might only perceive Him as a brilliant light or a glowing sphere radiating immense benevolence and love. Only the highest tier of angels can look through that sphere of light and actually recognize a Person with a human-like form.

We even have pictures of paradise.

The Jehovah's Witnesses know all about it...



🎉

In Islam, the vibe in paradise—Jannah—is a bit more erotic:



Hindus are a little more polite; think flutes and shepherdesses with multiple Krishnas:



Buddhists go for something more abstract:



Catholics and various Christians just float on clouds in white while doves fly around:
(That furious Yahweh is nowhere to be seen...)



And they get a front-row seat to watch their loved ones suffer in Jesus' hell (according to that theology professor, Thomas Aquinas):



In the Muslim version of hell, though, things get way more sadistic:



The specifics of the torture in Allah-Muhammad's hell, as well as the perks of paradise, are laid out in the Quran. Guess it's all true then....

🥱

coastaltiger72 said:I honestly have no idea—how do you even picture heaven?

For me, it felt like a physical space, almost like being on Earth. It was this massive room with incredibly high walls and a soaring ceiling. I was descending from above, while Jesus, Peter, and a priest were coming up from below; we all met right in the middle of the vast space. Jesus was wearing this pristine white and blue robe, Peter was in white and brown, and the priest was just in his standard suit. Actually, if I recall correctly—and I might be slightly off here—the priest approached us from the opposite side.

Once we finally converged, the priest turned to Peter and asked, "Peter, what are the sins you have committed?"
Then Peter began to speak, but I couldn't quite grasp it—I didn't understand him, or maybe I just couldn't hear his specific sins clearly.

My eyes stayed fixed on Jesus; he didn't say a word to me, nor did he ask me about my own transgressions.

Jesus and I... we were without sin. That is simply how I woke up from it all.

If I had omnipotent powers and could just snap my fingers to get whatever I wanted? Man, that'd be the dream.

But then again—there's a catch—if I'm basically playing God, maybe God wouldn't be too thrilled about that little power grab.

Benjamin Taylor6 said: The whole point of spirituality—if we’re being honest here—is to uproot this massive delusion we carry around: the idea that "I am this physical body named X." It sounds simple, but that misconception is exactly what drags us into the slavery of "desire," which, let's face it, is the root cause of almost all human misery. Once you strip away that illusion, you finally grasp "Who I truly am"—which is the actual source of lasting happiness. Just like the entire universe itself, we are merely temporary expressions of a cosmic power that people have called God, Brahman, Atman, Allah, or whatever other names were slapped onto it by those who actually felt its presence. This force has three inseparable qualities:
SAT CIT ANANDA. Indestructible existence, pure bliss, and the love and energy of consciousness. What looks like a vast, empty void where galaxies drift is actually teeming with this invisible sat-cit-ananda.

Heaven can only be one thing: SAT CIT ANANDA. Everything else is just some pretty little wish dreamed up by an ordinary mind.
To make this easier to visualize, imagine our "SELF" became God before the creation of the heavens, the earth, or anything visible or invisible.
What, then, is our SELF?
There is something there that the mind simply cannot wrap itself around. And frankly, it isn't even particularly comforting to accept.
It would essentially be Heaven existing within itself. And for our everyday, mundane minds, that isn't exactly a comforting thought.
Because if I am God right now, I’d probably want to conjure up all sorts of miracles just to keep myself entertained. But by the very definition of God, He doesn't *need* anything to feel satisfied. He is self-sufficient. So, this version of heaven wouldn't have any heavenly maidens, no stunning Josephs to pursue, no massive banquets, no eternal masses where Christ acts as priest... and so on.
So, a heaven like this offers nothing except the pure, unadulterated joy of simply existing.

I've been asking myself the exact same thing.

If God already has everything He could ever want, does that mean He's just totally indifferent to everything and expects absolutely nothing from us humans?

placidskipper59 said:We have bodies. Nobody "chooses" one; it just manifests automatically.
The external is simply an automatic consequence of the internal. That’s the Law governing the spiritual realm. An angel's body is just the outward reflection of their inner state—their character.
A beautiful character manifests as a beautiful body, and vice versa. It’s why angels are beautiful and demons are hideous.

Will we have all of paradise to ourselves, or are there other people or beings hanging out there with us?

There are plenty of other people.

Is heaven some botanical garden like the one Adam and Eve had, or is it more like a non-stop techno party where we can drink and party as hard as we want?

In heaven, everyone does exactly what they love and what brings them fulfillment. That’s the only way a life can truly be saturated with satisfaction.

Okay, but what if someone's idea of a good time is killing and torture? Do they get exactly what they want, too?

David Vaughn75 said:If I had omnipotent powers and could just snap my fingers to get whatever I wanted? Man, that'd be the dream.

But then again—there's a catch—if I'm basically playing God, maybe God wouldn't be too thrilled about that little power grab.

I've been asking myself the exact same thing.

If God already has everything He could ever want, does that mean He's just totally indifferent to everything and expects absolutely nothing from us humans?

Okay, but what if someone's idea of a good time is killing and torture? Do they get exactly what they want, too?

People who find pleasure in killing and torture aren't getting into heaven.

placidskipper59 said:People who find pleasure in killing and torture aren't getting into heaven.

But what about the guy who sits there secretly fantasizing about doing all that dark stuff—even though he’s lived a perfectly decent life and never actually laid a finger on anyone? Does he still get the pass, or is he out too?

David Vaughn75 said:But what about the guy who sits there secretly fantasizing about doing all that dark stuff—even though he’s lived a perfectly decent life and never actually laid a finger on anyone? Does he still get the pass, or is he out too?

He doesn't.
There’s really only one criterion for entering heaven. Goodness.
But "goodness" isn't just about outward appearances. Doing good deeds is just surface-level stuff. Those actions don't hold any spiritual weight on their own. What gives an act its true value is the motive behind it. At the level of intention, goodness is everything.

If love is the internal engine driving you to act, then that deed carries spiritual merit. But if you perform that exact same act just to serve your own interests? It’s worthless.

I've seen plenty of stories where people stood before the angels, trying to list off their accomplishments, only to be left stunned when those deeds were completely ignored.
Then there are the outliers—rare cases, admittedly—where people who committed terrible acts somehow found themselves in paradise.

placidskipper59 said:He doesn't.
There’s really only one criterion for entering heaven. Goodness.
But "goodness" isn't just about outward appearances. Doing good deeds is just surface-level stuff. Those actions don't hold any spiritual weight on their own. What gives an act its true value is the motive behind it. At the level of intention, goodness is everything.

If love is the internal engine driving you to act, then that deed carries spiritual merit. But if you perform that exact same act just to serve your own interests? It’s worthless.

I've seen plenty of stories where people stood before the angels, trying to list off their accomplishments, only to be left stunned when those deeds were completely ignored.
Then there are the outliers—rare cases, admittedly—where people who committed terrible acts somehow found themselves in paradise.

People didn't get a say in who they are on the inside—like, a predator doesn't choose to have those dark impulses.

The way people are wired internally... well, that's how God made them. They didn't pick the cards they were dealt.

It’s really just about the freedom of any living thing to simply exist as its true self in any given moment of being. Unless, of course, that freedom gets tripped up by the conflicting liberties of a friend, a sibling, a parent, or perhaps even some complete stranger.

Anthony Perez9 said:It's not about belief or disbelief for me when it comes to that "light."
I felt it. That's why I asked you, since you seemed so skeptical.

If you actually experienced it, you wouldn't be asking questions like that.

Whatever he meant, let him explain it himself instead of you playing interpreter. Honestly, his post is pretty funny and fits perfectly. 👍

Actual heaven? 😂

That's not for us. We exist somewhere in the middle. We're mortal.
You can't survive in that "light." You catch a glimpse, and that's it.
Then the ego gets hooked and wants more. So people cook up some theology to try and grab onto it forever and ever through "God's saving grace." Every religion is basically selling that same lie or delusion about paradise. ☕

Can you actually share the details with us?

What was the experience like?

I wrote down my part of the story—it wasn't some feeling of dying. Or maybe... did I actually die in my sleep?

Anthony Perez9 said:We even have pictures of paradise.

The Jehovah's Witnesses know all about it...



🎉

In Islam, the vibe in paradise—Jannah—is a bit more erotic:



Hindus are a little more polite; think flutes and shepherdesses with multiple Krishnas:



Buddhists go for something more abstract:



Catholics and various Christians just float on clouds in white while doves fly around:
(That furious Yahweh is nowhere to be seen...)



And they get a front-row seat to watch their loved ones suffer in Jesus' hell (according to that theology professor, Thomas Aquinas):



In the Muslim version of hell, though, things get way more sadistic:



The specifics of the torture in Allah-Muhammad's hell, as well as the perks of paradise, are laid out in the Quran. Guess it's all true then....

🥱

Look, I'm standing with the Muslims on this one!! 😁
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Anthony Perez9 said:

So, what do you guys think—will we actually have bodies in heaven?

Catholics have to believe in having a physical body in heaven, since Jesus ascended there along with Mary. Physically. And everyone in hell is physical too, because how else would their skin be replaced while burning (according to the Quran)? Plus, those 72 virgins are material beings there.

Anyway, how do you picture heaven?

Non-stop bliss without any kind of challenge sounds just like nothingness to me. There’s no difference.

It’s also a little creepy. If you have to be eternally, irrevocably conscious in that state, with zero chance of checking out—just constantly staring at Isusa_alKrishrishn—it's as haunting as the thought of just vanishing entirely.

So, it's pointless.

An extension of a good life on Earth would be great,
but being immortal beings stuck without any challenges forever... yeah, that's pretty grim.

Hey Anonymous...
We don't actually have to believe that...
Jesus talks about the destruction of both soul and body in hell...
I guess that's why Pope Francis was saying recently that humans just vanish in hell. Like, the soul just ceases to exist...

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