Across that bridge I see sky and terrain of any and all sorts, with no definition of beauty as each view is majestic and spectacular in its own way. I see homes thus with all shapes and sizes with ample room between each for younger ones to play and feel free, but as each person across that bridge has hearts so kind the pleasure is in seeing each other neighbor too, with desires on sharing, learning and caring.
There is no standard for what is attractive or not other than kindness–as that is what that land across the bridge is all about. Regardless of physical, intellectual and other mental differences, everyone is appreciated and allowed to be themselves, as everyone sees each other in a positive light. The ones on the current side of the bridge considered less attractive, less wise or less able, and with less money, are loved just as much across the bridge.
Everyone in this new land feels safe, happy and proud of who they are. Hate is gone. Division is gone. Power is gone. And competition is gone. We all work and be our best with what we have, enjoy and because of our interests–and from kindness from living in that happy, caring and peaceful land. There is a job for all, and a partner for all, and a safe home for all.