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
