Part five

So that's heaven

And we leave maybe because we love it so much that we think (if that is possible)

That we will be able to appreciate it so much more if we leave it and see it from the outside

Which how can that be so really?

Once you are there 

You lose all sense of self and separateness

A better theory that I've played with

Is that when a souls is called to come forth

A ladle dips into

The "bucket" of love

And there comes a person

Which is why we are all still part of he collective

Which is why we are all so interrelated

There is no separation

Of spirit

We are all still one spirit

It's hard to explain something unexplainable. Words just aren't enough to comprehend it. 

So then

Hell

Hell is a placeless place as well

Except there is ground

There were walls

There was no heat

No fire

There was a single entity

Of pure evil

Of pure hatred

And this entity

Knows you

Yes you

Right here

In this skin

Better than you know yourself

It knows your deepest darkest parts

Your insecurities

Your deepest

Fears

And it's only pleasure

Is in seeing you writhe

In pure agony

Over every single one of them

It hits you at every angle

And seems to laugh as you 

Cry and your body/mind/soul/spirit is wracked in pure unending torture

It is the scariest place

The worst horror story

The most evil ever encountered

And it's all geared towards you

My pulse hula hoops just thinking of it

As vaguely as I can remember it