All the way to heaven is heaven itself.
That’s only semantics.
What Rodney Dangerfield movie was it that they said, money can’t buy you heaven, but at least you can choose your own kind of hell.
Mexican cruisers-by used to ask my chubby, blonde ex-girlfriend that. Usually prefixed with “hey, chickita!”
This ain’t West (by God) Virginia, The Shenandoah Valley or The Blue Ridge Mountains.
Heck, ya can’t even see them from here.
“why should you die to go to heaven? the earth is already in space” - Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth, GZA/Genius
I believe the Communists already tried to create heaven on earth, and failed miserably.