The Universal Theory of Immigration

Adam Bethlehem

God has lost the plot – impatient with his angels, throwing temper-tantrums and treating heaven as a personal fiefdom.

It’s time the Old Fellow took a break.

Gabriel arranges a holiday but the world is a confusing place without the powers of pre-eminence and there are problems which bedevil the life of any traveller…

“God thought of loneliness and solitude, and a misplaced desire for greatness. Who could compare life to some vainglorious ambition? To love is to be, to be is to love. His mind flitted and danced with the motes in the sunlight, thinking of what had been and what might be still. He had no fear of ideals – he was no longer an immigrant and the dangers of dreaming wildly were slight.