Paradise Found

Return to Pandemic Paradise

Upon first arriving in paradise, I was really happy. I didn’t know anybody. When people first met me they said things like: “You don’t complain because you are not old enough to complain.” Actually, I have become an empath, I take on the emotional state of the people around me. Therefore, it is better for me to hang out with God. It is better not to know anything, so now I walk around with my headphones on. Now that we are practicing radical social distancing, I am extremely happy again in my private pandemic paradise.

Return to Love

I know it may sound ridiculous but I really do love everybody. But only because I have been instructed by my Master meditation Teacher to love everybody. I don’t want to love everybody, but now that I practice this amazing consciousness, it has brought about miracles in my life.

Covid-19 has helped me to return to a loving state of mind. You can see it in my blogs about love and compassion. One day I was expressing my cosmic union with the infinite and the next day I was complaining and angry along with my new acquaintances in heaven.

Now social distancing has assisted me in my return to God consciousness. It is better not to know anyone in paradise found. It is better to return to the garden beyond good and evil. Heaven is right here right now in this pandemic paradise of peace and quiet.

tree of good and evil

Here is a PDF of John Milton’s epic 1667 poem, Paradise Lost.

FROM WIKIPEDIA: The poem concerns the biblical story of the Fall of Man: the temptation of Adam and Eve by the fallen angel Satan and their expulsion from the Garden of Eden. Milton’s purpose, stated in Book I, is to “justify the ways of God to men.”

My journey is to follow the ways of God. My life in the ways of men is over. I am very fortunate to live in my continuing care retirement community where I am well-taken care of. I can’t make it in the world so I need to be locked down for my own health and well-being. By the Grace of God, I have been liberated from the ways of society. I don’t ever want to leave my private pandemic paradise.

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pandemic paradise

By Dean McAdams

Born a poor peckerwood in a Tujunga holler, Dean overeducated himself beyond his social station to end up a retired paralegal in the coastal paradise of West L.A.