Hell is a overheated house filled with stuff, a big TV playing insipid fragments of thoughts, domesticated animals, and enough electric lights that the darkness will never inconvenience you. I’m happy I know that.
Hell is a overheated house filled with stuff, a big TV playing insipid fragments of thoughts, domesticated animals, and enough electric lights that the darkness will never inconvenience you. I’m happy I know that.
Who are you and how long did it take you to do this?
sincerely,
the lady with all the stuff and lightbulbs
I completely agree with your view of hell. And escaping it is one of the upmost goals.