Planet Kolob ping!
Beat me to it.
Oh, give me a home,
Where the Nephilim roam,
And Nephites and the cureloms play...
Re: Kolob ping...
Acutal lyrics from a Mormon hymn...If you could hie to Kolob (the planet closest to where God lives with his wives)....notice the plural gods.
1. If you could hie to Kolob
In the twinkling of an eye,
And then continue onward
With that same speed to fly,
Do you think that you could ever,
Through all eternity,
Find out the generation
Where Gods began to be?
2. Or see the grand beginning,
Where space did not extend?
Or view the last creation,
Where Gods and matter end?
Methinks the Spirit whispers,
“No man has found ‘pure space,’
Nor seen the outside curtains,
Where nothing has a place.”