Well, now we enter the magical explanation. There is a place that is perfect, and it requires perfect understanding. If one cannot even understand how thieving harms the world, then they can’t be good in a nice place like that. Plus it’s eternal, so imagine not understanding an eternal place and why even one flaw would last for eternity in a place like that.

It’s not something anyone will consider until the last few days of their lives. The very last few moments and seconds.

You can’t walk in dirty to a pristine palace, not because you are dirty and bad, but because such a place is to be clean, for eternity. That requires an other worldly level of solidarity, which would take a lifetime for humans, who cannot even feed and house all their brothers and sisters in this world right here, to understand.

Of course, God can just make it all so, but then our creation can just be done away with. We were defined in a very specific way, the same way Angels are defined to be perfect. We were not to be that. The same way a Lion was to never consider what we are talking about here.

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Which brings me to my final point. I am God of my codebase. A function that I give life to cannot, ever, sit around and lament “why oh why, I lowly Fibonacci function, must compute Fibonacci numbers forever?”. Because I fucking said so.

Arrogance at the possibility of God in the exact way I’m describing is just something a human will have to deal with. Many are confident in that arrogance. That’s about all we can say.

I can delete any function from my codebase, but I have mercy. Catch my drift?

> There is a place that is perfect, and it requires perfect understanding.

I counter that a perfect place would not require anything of it's inhabitants, except perhaps that they be capable of joy. Requiring more would make the place imperfect.

The concept that one must meet certain qualifications, take certain actions, and be certain things to EARN a right to exist is nothing but the strange artifact of an elderly belief system born of scarcity models of the universe. Again, people define things based on the other things they know. When this model of the universe was created everything was scarce, and daily life was mostly misery. Sky-daddy had to decide who got to eat, and who didn't - So, obviously, it was the good boys and girls that agreed with sky-daddy.

> You can’t walk in dirty to a pristine palace, not because you are dirty and bad, but because such a place is to be clean, for eternity.

God does not require you to be perfect, or God would have made you that way from the start. Or to use your code analogy- If God wrote my code in such a way that it won't run within the operating system provided then he is a bad programmer. He is not, therefore we know my code will run there.

Note: I should caveat that I don't believe any of this - I'm just arguing from a sort of devils advocate position because it's entertaing to me. Please don't let it offend you if you are a true believer.