Pity the Fans of "I Can Only Imagine" & Pity "Mercy Me," Tempted to Defy the Truth.

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My horoscope gave a prophecy of "Bewilderment" today---not just the word, but the state of being. http://newmilleniumgod.blogspot.com/2017/02/bewilderment-is-way-truth-light.html It reminded me that--if we think we know where we are--we're doomed to be stuck there. While I was thinking about this, FUZE TV's Classic Music Videos came on; and they played (right-after Steven Curtis Chapman's "Heaven in the Real World") Mercy Me's "I Can Only Imagine" (by Bart Millard). I have long hated that song, because it encourages listeners to be duped into believing that "Heaven" is someplace far away---tricking them into believing that God will take them there. But they are good sheeple. The Good Shepherd can't stop them from munching whatever kind of grass they walk-on, but can only lead them to good grass and hope the Prince of the Power of the Air hasn't made that grass as 'corrupt' as the old grass has been. See, Millard wrote his song 'for some reason' after his father died (maybe 'to kind-of settle his imagination on what he felt his father was "going through"'). And I imagine a lot of funerals/memorial-services feature 'that song' to help the surviving loved-ones grieve the loss. But--having been dead--I know the truth: you don't "go anywhere" (not anymore than Thomas "Neo" Anderson "went" to work, -his house, -the rave etc. before he was "unplugged" from The Matrix---when we see the node-pod where he had been the whole time before). Which is why people with near-death experiences think they do 'go somewhere.' "Thinking you know 'where' you are" (or 'how' or 'by what extent of which-power' you are) is what made Simon Peter fall in his Walk-on-Water.