What if God had a wife?

**Edit:** I forgot to include the *What if* prefix. Here is the corrected title: **What if God had a wife?**<br><br>This is going to be a bit of a weird post. I'm an Atheist. I don't like the Abrahamics, their rules are really strict and if you do break one of those rules you will burn in hell. I understand that not all Christians, Jews or Muslims are fundamentalists. I actually really like Shinto, seeing other gods as the gods of their own countries is something that I really like. There is a reason why I brought this up, I wanted to say that I have nothing against religious folks, I just don't like the Abrahamics. <br><br>Anyway, I was on my way to my teacher's house to have a private lesson, because I am failing English at the moment and I had to think about what to write for *The Impossibilities*. I was thinking about the afterlife and heaven. If you are in heaven, doesn't that mean that you have lived a good life? So why are there so many rules on Earth? I thought to myself.<br><br>And then I thought; let's say that to get to heaven you have to be a good person, you are allowed to be a little sinful. But what if God had a wife? <br><br>I thought, well, in that case, his wife has a totally different mind-set than God. Imagine if she was the complete opposite of him; she's nice, and lets you smoke weed on Earth. <br><br>And then I got home to write. <br><br>And then I wrote this:<br><br>---<br><br>**The Impossibilities.**<br><br>&#x200B;<br><br>Ambrosia noticed that she wasn't as powerful as her husband on their honeymoon, she had to learn magic, unlike her husband who was born with magic. She didn't mind that, but she did mind the rules he set for the humans.<br><br>"I don't get it, why are you so strict?" she asked, as they sat in their ivory thrones, looking out of the stained-glass window. There was a garden on the other side, with two rivers.<br><br>"I mean, humans are sinful beings." he replied. He was a very conservative man, and she knew that.<br><br>"I know they are. But they don't know about heaven. They must be good people, to live here." She pointed out. Her husband chuckled.<br><br>"They may be allowed here, they may be *good* people. But they have sinned. And sin is something we cannot tolerate. Remember that." He said.<br><br>"I know." Ambrosia sighed. <br><br>One day, on Earth, the Pope had a revelation from God, to write a new chapter in the Bible. <br><br>Ambrosia was not happy with that, she knew what God would have written in there, more rules. She wanted to give humans one more gift, before she let God take over. <br><br>And so she wrote, in invisible ink, at the end of the revelation. <br><br>**"And smoke your weed."**<br><br>Years later, the Pope was drunk in the holy library. He read the Bible, but thought he saw something weird, at the end of the chapter he wrote. <br><br>He looked closer, and to his alcoholic eyes, he could read it. <br><br>**"And smoke your weed."** <br><br>"Oh dear lord..." he whispered. <br><br>"Smoke my weed? I thought it was the other way around?" He chuckled. <br><br>And then he laughed maniacally, as he ran to the storage room to find the holy bong. <br><br>Ambrosia has, since then, written several revelations, some are in the holy library, the rest are in the chapter of Revelations. <br><br>---<br><br>Please note that I do not encourage the use of Marijuana.