The Ticket Taker
author's note:
If I was angel, I wouldn't mind working with humans...
But I think I'd need long vacations.
THE TICKET TAKER
One night I dreamt
I was working Gate Eleven
but not as a man but as an angel
because the stadium was now heaven
though still located near the track.
But I didn’t want to let the first man in--
I didn’t like his fanged teeth.
I also rejected the woman behind him--
because of her necklace of skulls.
But then a tall archangel
touched my shoulder and said:
“Since they both have tickets
you must allow them to enter.”
What--have we no standards?
I protested.
The higher one answered:
“Look into their faces--
can you see the pain?
That pain is the cost
of living on Earth.
Having paid in that way
they’ve earned heaven’s bliss
“but only a small amount--
soon they must return to life on Earth
along with the rest of the crowd.”
Isn’t anyone ever allowed to stay?
I asked in bewilderment.
“Okay, here’s the process,"
the patient master replied:
“Next time these beings awaken on Earth
their minds will again switch
to survival mode--
blotting out the memory of heaven
just as before.
However
the humans will sense the loss--
feel the pain of loss--
and as a result
engage in various worldly pursuits
in an effort to regain
the feeling of bliss.
“But though they may create
fine pleasure for themselves
and experience the satisfaction
of grand accomplishment
their striving will not bring back
the heaven they’ve lost.
“But through the frustration of their search
they will learn and grow
and so, eventually learn
what they truly desire
and then they will vow
to work to grow
until they reach real heaven.”
At that point, I awoke
wondering if my dream
actually proved anything
about an afterlife.
But whatever the case may be
that dream helped me
because afterward
I did my job with new eyes:
I saw the pain
of that snide man with canine teeth.
I saw the pain
of that woman devouring her own life.
And by seeing their pain, I felt
the pain of my own mistakes.
But comforted myself with this thought:
Yes, I might still be a long way
from permanent heaven
but at least now I know
what I truly desire.
33 1/3 New Fables & Myths: ebook
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© 2022, Michael R. Patton
If I was angel, I wouldn't mind working with humans...
But I think I'd need long vacations.
THE TICKET TAKER
One night I dreamt
I was working Gate Eleven
but not as a man but as an angel
because the stadium was now heaven
though still located near the track.
But I didn’t want to let the first man in--
I didn’t like his fanged teeth.
I also rejected the woman behind him--
because of her necklace of skulls.
But then a tall archangel
touched my shoulder and said:
“Since they both have tickets
you must allow them to enter.”
What--have we no standards?
I protested.
The higher one answered:
“Look into their faces--
can you see the pain?
That pain is the cost
of living on Earth.
Having paid in that way
they’ve earned heaven’s bliss
“but only a small amount--
soon they must return to life on Earth
along with the rest of the crowd.”
Isn’t anyone ever allowed to stay?
I asked in bewilderment.
“Okay, here’s the process,"
the patient master replied:
“Next time these beings awaken on Earth
their minds will again switch
to survival mode--
blotting out the memory of heaven
just as before.
However
the humans will sense the loss--
feel the pain of loss--
and as a result
engage in various worldly pursuits
in an effort to regain
the feeling of bliss.
“But though they may create
fine pleasure for themselves
and experience the satisfaction
of grand accomplishment
their striving will not bring back
the heaven they’ve lost.
“But through the frustration of their search
they will learn and grow
and so, eventually learn
what they truly desire
and then they will vow
to work to grow
until they reach real heaven.”
At that point, I awoke
wondering if my dream
actually proved anything
about an afterlife.
But whatever the case may be
that dream helped me
because afterward
I did my job with new eyes:
I saw the pain
of that snide man with canine teeth.
I saw the pain
of that woman devouring her own life.
And by seeing their pain, I felt
the pain of my own mistakes.
But comforted myself with this thought:
Yes, I might still be a long way
from permanent heaven
but at least now I know
what I truly desire.
33 1/3 New Fables & Myths: ebook
you tube channel
© 2022, Michael R. Patton
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