(Stephen Hawking wakes up in a spiritual domain.)
What? I should be dead – nothing. Yet I still am aware. Something is amiss. Ah, there’s Chris Hitchens and Carl Sagan. I’ll ask them what’s up.
Hi guys. Fancy meeting you in this place.
Yeah, I guess we are sitting around anticipating a meet with this mystical Eye in the Sky but all I’ve seen are a bunch of whiners and moaners in a big waiting room.
Yes, there must be billions and billions of souls in this place – a veritable cosmic household of humanity – all wondering what will be the outcome of our situation.
Well, Carl, I guess we were wrong about atheism – sure as hell hope the Christians were wrong about hell.
Yes Chris, I suppose I should have said: “The Cosmos is NOT all that there is or was or ever will be.”
I’ll wager a subscription to The Christian Chronicle that we’re going to wish we were vanishing black holes. There must be a formula for our current predicament. Have you seen a blackboard anywhere? That is if Albert will give it up.
(fade to black… holes?)